Chunqiu Jinghong compared Ao Bei to a person who was the same as him, which is an extremely high evaluation.

Looking at this evaluation over the past million years, only Ao Bei is the only one.

But Chunqiu Jinghong thought he knew Ao Bei, but he never really understood it.

"You have no choice."

"I have!"

"You're afraid."

"In my eyes, it's just humble."

"What you want to compete for."

"I never saw it."

Ao Bei's voice was calm and deep, and finally he looked at Chunqiu Jinghong and said, "You think we are the same people, but in fact they are not."

"Ha ha......"

"For thousands of years, who dares to disturb the shocking sky loudly!"

"I like your arrogance."

Chunqiu Jinghong laughed loudly and said, "I will not have a confidant in the same world, but I will be an old friend after death."

"If you buried your bones in Beidou Mountain today, I will definitely bring wine to worship you next year!"

"For some reason, it's just that there have been people as interesting as you in this world."

"I deserve my surprise in spring and autumn, raise my glass and drink!"

Ao Bei nodded slightly, then raised his arm lightly.

The three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp immediately understood and drove the disaster beast and turned around and left Beidou Tiangu.

Seeing this, the shock of spring and autumn was not stopped.

His threat was only Ao Bei.

The rest of the people are not worthy of being taken seriously by him.

After the Demon Camp left, Ao Bei said to Chunqiu Jinghong: "The seemingly destined result is not necessarily the result."

"I once said that I will crush your destiny with my own hands."

"I will never go back on my word."

As the sound came, Ao Bei's figure crossed the void and walked towards the spring and autumn geese.

With one step at a time, an invisible power is also emerging.

"The person who can make me so valued by Spring and Autumn is bound to be strong."

"I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

The smile on the face of the storm in spring and autumn is stronger and the fighting spirit is stronger.

The eloquence is like a river, and the lotus in the wind is flourishing.

"The lotus is sixteen, and the lotus is seventeen; the breeze will flourish and destroy the dust!"

"Sixteen Lotus Formation of Life and Death;"

"A lotus scatters the world and is in vain for this life!"

"Buzz!"

Just like the first notes of the world sing in the Beidou Sky Valley, the sound is vast and mysterious.

Mysterious notes are like swords that can penetrate people's hearts, everywhere and every hole is drilled.

It can make people immerse themselves in one go, making people unable to extricate themselves.

The ultimate skill of the Sixteen Life and Death Lotus Formation is not the sixteen-petaled wind lotus, but the seventeenth wind lotus after the sixteen-petaled wind lotus condensed.

Under the 17th Wind Lotus...

The vitality inside and outside the Beidou Tiangu seemed to be crazy, and all condensed in the direction of Fenglian.

Then it gets bigger and bigger.

Until the sky is covered, the sun is blocked, so that the scene outside can no longer be seen clearly in the Beidou Sky Valley.

"This Fenglian is a congenital wind spirit buried in the southern region when I was a flying geese. It has been nurtured for tens of thousands of years. It has a profound imperial heritage. If it is not absolutely necessary, I will never use it easily."

"Today, for you, I have spent my energy and forcefully activate the Emperor and activate the Feng Ling."

"You can die under the means of the Emperor before the destiny of the world is revealed."

"I will have no regrets in this life."

Looking at Ao Bei, the spring and autumn storm was verbatim, and he explained the origin of the Sixteen Life and Death Lotus Formation clearly.

The spring and autumn are not showing off their former glory.

He just wanted to tell Ao Bei that he really regarded Ao Bei as his enemy.

Enemy, this word is not a derogatory term in the mouth of Jinghong in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Over the past ten thousand years, not many people can become friends of the Spring and Autumn Ancient Times, and there are very few who are qualified to be enemies of the Spring and Autumn Ancient Times.

Those who die because of the spring and autumn are not called enemies.

Only those who are recognized by the Spring and Autumn Jinghong can be regarded as enemies by the Spring and Autumn Jinghong.

Ao Bei is such a person.

"If this is your last words, then it will disappear with this innate wind spirit."

"boom!"

The sudden explosion spread from Ao Bei. There was no strangeness around Ao Bei, but in Chunqiu Jinghong's eyes, he saw that Ao Bei was no longer in place.

The deep eyes flashed slightly, and the palm of the spring and autumn storm slowly raised, and the seventeenth wind lotus that had already condensed and formed suddenly fell down.

The huge wind lotus falls faster than lightning.

In an instant, the body of the spring and autumn storm was surrounded.

Then Feng Lian's sharpness was like a thin needle that was invisible to the naked eye and stabbed forward.

At the same time, Ao Bei's true body also happened to appear in front of Feng Lian.

Seeing that Ao Bei was about to be swallowed by Feng Lian, Chunqiu Jinghong's eyes were not happy, but rather with deep regret: "The innate Feng Ling's sensitivity is something that humans cannot surpass."

"You can't avoid its capture at all."

"Accept your fate!"

When the slightest sigh of spring and autumn fell, the originally deep eyes suddenly flashed with strange colors.

Faced with the irresistible innate wind spirit, Ao Bei did not dodge or avoid.

Deep in the calm eyes, ancient golden and red characters flashed respectively.

Such characters are like the structure that writes the world, too mysterious and cannot be understood at all.

Then, Ao Bei opened his mouth slightly, and the vast and boundless innate wind spirit instantly turned into a long stream and rushed directly into Ao Bei's mouth.

Seeing such a scene, the calm mentality of the spring and autumn is also slightly turbulent.

But the spring and autumn storm shook his head secretly.

The power of the innate wind spirit is so powerful that unless it is the body of the emperor who carries the destiny, nothing can withstand its power.

But as time went by, Chunqiu Jinghong was surprised to find that Ao Bei's body was like a deep hole without a bottom line.

The vast and boundless innate wind spirit surged into Ao Bei's mouth, like a small drop of water falling into the boundless deep sea.

Water drops cannot bring any ripples to the deep sea at all.

In any case, Chunqiu Jinghong never imagined that there was a deserted mountain of the Divine Valley where nine divine tricks were buried in the depths of Ao Bei's soul.

At this moment, all the power condensed by the innate wind spirit rushed into the Shengu Barren Mountain and landed on the second Chaos Taoist Monument in the Shengu Barren Mountain.

"Pop!"

The process of absorbing all the innate wind spirits seems incredible and extremely difficult, but in fact, Ao Bei's absorption speed is so fast that it is unimaginable for the Spring and Autumn Period.

Almost a blink of an eye.

The innate wind lotus surrounding the entire Beidou Tiangu dissipated.

All of them were absorbed by Ao Bei.

Deep in Ao Bei's soul, when all the power of the innate wind spirit hit the second Chaos Taoist monument, the only thing that was left behind was only a crack as big as a hair.

negligible.

If you didn’t look carefully, you wouldn’t be able to detect the existence of this rift.

Only Ao Bei knew the hardness of the nine Chaos Taoist Monuments best.

Ao Bei, who was once the twelve levels of gods, spent 100,000 years to smash the first Chaos Taoist monument with his fist.
Chapter completed!