He muttered something, then immediately put it away.
He felt a little melancholy. When something he had been pursuing for a long time suddenly came into his hands, there was always a sense of unreality. He looked up into the void, where King Chujiang was standing.
After a hundred days of rising into the sky, the clouds dispersed and the sun appeared here after a long absence. The appearance of the sun made all the foul air in this world collapse, perhaps achieving another kind of enlightenment.
Among the demons that survived the war, some of them actually awakened their demon hearts. Although the demonic flames were still raging on their bodies, their eyes had become clear.
"In that case, thank you very much!" Feng Qingyang looked indifferent, and there was no sign of his inner fluctuations. He seemed to be melancholy, but also seemed to have some enlightenment.
He turned around immediately, and just as he stepped into the void, he suddenly looked back. His pair of eyes flashing with golden light looked at King Chujiang with ill intent, making the latter's hair almost stand on end.
"It is said that the senior has taken away the seals of the four hall masters, so be a good person and give them to me!"
Upon hearing this, King Chujiang's nose was almost crooked with anger. He secretly said what a shameless boy, who got the advantage but still acts ungratefully. The good impression he had just had in his heart disappeared in an instant.
He did rob their seal, but he had no choice. Back then, the demonic energy was born in this place and he couldn't suppress it, so he had to resort to this desperate measure. Now that this place has been destroyed, there is no need for him to stay here any longer. Accordingly, the seal has become useless.
Thinking of this, he threw it casually, and a golden light seal came through the air. Feng Qingyang rolled up his sleeves and held it in his hand. He didn't even look at it, but just glanced deeply at King Chujiang, then turned around and left.
His body was like a long rainbow, breaking through the air and leaving behind a series of phantoms that lingered in the void for a long time, leaving only a dazed demon on the ground, looking at the broken earth below and taking a deep breath.
It was cold, dreamy, and somewhat unreal, but when Feng Qingyang returned to the Ten Thousand Demons Area, he discovered that everything seemed to have changed a little. Not to mention anything else, just the way people looked at him could reveal something.
It was already night, the last day of the ten days. If he did not have the seals of the four hall masters in his hands, he would have left this place long ago on the cross-domain teleportation array.
He couldn't wait to find them, but in fact the Master of Suzaku Hall had been following him the whole time. He was just so eager to go home that he accidentally didn't notice him.
"You must keep this seal well. Although I am not from the third level, I seem to be able to command you from the Nine Heavens Palace. If you lose this seal next time, you will have to be careful of the black hat on your head."
Feng Qingyang smiled happily, looking at the Qinglong Hall Master who was sweating profusely, and Baihu and others who were wiping their sweat. His originally depressed heart suddenly felt relaxed. He raised his head and laughed a few times. After chatting with them, he slipped to the cross-domain teleportation array on the side, looked at them, then waved his hand, and disappeared with a whoosh.
"Can't bear to part with it?"
After a long time, a slightly sad voice suddenly came from this place, echoing in the hall, like a thunder, waking up the silent people.
"If it is destined to be yours, it will eventually come to you. If it is not destined to be yours, don't force it. Don't you understand?" The head of the Suzaku Hall answered without turning his head. With the seal in hand, he had fulfilled his wish.
"Things are different now. His achievements are just the beginning. If we don't seize the time and strive for it, we will be further and further away from him in the future." The leader of the Qinglong Hall disagreed. He patted Zhuque's shoulders, muttered for a while, then sat cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate as usual.
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The transmission was like a dream. There was nothing here. All that could be seen was the turbulent flow of the void and the desolate starry sky. Only he was floating quietly.
The ancient star Mars is within the Big Dipper, but the Qian family is not among them. If they want to teleport there, it will take a while to get there.
Fortunately, he was in the city of sin and could be transferred to the next city of sin at a fixed point, which more or less reduced the waste of time.
The starry sky was boundless and vast, but it did not give him a shocking feeling. Instead, it was cold and quiet. He could even hear the sound of his own blood flowing. It was terrifyingly quiet.
There is nothing but cold!
Suddenly, I remembered Qian Duoduo's voice, which was lively and stirring, and somewhat similar to the Emperor Xianxian in the boundary bead. If she was by my side, she would definitely point to the starry sky ahead and shout that there was a meteor flashing by.
But in the end it was only imagination. When everything returned to reality, he was still traveling through the desolate starry sky. Everything was empty, and there was nothing else except the vaguely visible spots of light.
Time passed slowly, and he even forgot how much time had passed. Every time he opened his eyes from his deep thoughts, he would find that he was still being teleported. He would sigh secretly, feeling helpless.
The storage ring suddenly shook violently, and he was shocked all over. Although the shaking was slight, it was undoubtedly a heavenly sound to him who was in silence at this moment.
His spiritual consciousness popped up randomly, and with a thought, a shaking thing appeared in his eyes in an instant. It was a jade slip. This jade slip was the message given to him by the Holy Prince.
"Did something important happen?" Feng Qingyang's heart trembled. After his spiritual sense entered, when he saw all the information inside clearly, his face suddenly became gloomy.
The other hand was clenched into a fist, making a creaking sound. The cold look almost froze the void. The pair of deep pupils, like a whirlpool, looked forward, directly through the infinite starry sky to the Qian family on the cultivation star.
After a moment of silence, he suppressed his inner anger, put away the jade slip, shook his body, and began to accelerate in the void at the fastest speed. You must know that the positioning teleportation array has a pulling force. If you accelerate without authorization, you will suffer a strong backlash.
Looking at his speed at this moment, which was almost like a stream of light, it was obvious how much anger was suppressed in his cold expression.
Damn it, his body suddenly shook as he moved forward, and a ray of light appeared a thousand feet in front of him. The light was originally just a dot, but as he infinitely shortened the distance between them, it became bigger and bigger.
It was like an arch connecting the two cities of sin. Feng Qingyang's expression was shocked, and he shot out with a whoosh. His lightning speed caused the void to turbulent, and crackling sounds were heard wherever he passed.
Outside the archway is the City of Sin in this area. His story on the ancient star Mars had long spread throughout the City of Sin in the three thousand stars of the spiritual world. Therefore, the moment he appeared, the deacon on the third floor was standing here, watching his arrival and teleporting him to Zhongzhou where the Qian family was.
He opened his eyes, and his spiritual sense swept the surroundings wantonly. Without further ado, he narrowed his gaze and looked towards the northwest, where there was clearly the aura of the Holy Prince.
"Duoduo, wait for me!" Perhaps he was comforting himself, but the current situation did not allow him to think too much. He sighed secretly, fearing that he would be involved in another melee.