With Xu Yang's current strength, there are not many things that can scare him.
Even if the Supreme is standing in front of him, he can face it calmly.
But it was this eerie black ice that gave Xu Yang this feeling.
Looking at the mysterious space door, the three people present became extremely solemn.
Their sight seemed to be through the door of space, and behind that door, there seemed to be a ferocious beast hidden.
"Xu Yang, we monks from the Beiming family will not step into this door of space.
You can only enter alone.
Remember what I told you and fight quickly."
Beiming Daitian did not continue to lead the way.
He and Beiming Kong stood where they were.
As monks of the Beiming family, they could not pass through that door, not even Beiming Daitian, the head of the family, could not.
Xu Yang nodded and walked directly into the space.
The closer he got, the clearer the feeling of fear became.
It was the first time that Xu Yang felt the aura that made his whole body hairy.
Thump thump thump thump When Xu Yang was less than ten feet away from the door of space, a regular beating sound suddenly came from his ears, as if it was the sound of his heart being bullied.
It was just a sound, and Xu Yang even felt that his soul was touched.
There seemed to be something behind the door warning Xu Yang, telling him not to approach at will.
If it were an ordinary monk, it would really be possible to be scared away, but Xu Yang was not an ordinary person.
He did not stop, nor was he timid.
Instead, he stepped forward and reached out to open the door of space.
Huhuhuhu The moment the space door opened, the eerie black gas surged out like a violent wind, and wherever it passed, the entire space turned into black ice.
With such a dark aura, even Beiming Daitian and Beiming Kong in the distance had to gather their strength to resist.
But this aura couldn't get close to Xu Yang.
They naturally separated in front of Xu Yang, as if they were a little afraid of Xu Yang's aura.
It's no wonder that Xu Yang's real power is the supreme power of the stars.
The power of the stars was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness.
Of course, this sinister and evil aura could not get close to Xu Yang's body.
The Space Gate has begun.
Looking from the perspective of Beiming Daitian and Beiming Kong, the interior of the Space Gate is pitch black and nothing can be seen at all.
Only from Xu Yang's position, he could see that the interior of the space door was actually a closed, dark room.
In that secret room, the space was extremely unstable, the temperature dropped to freezing point, and the gloomy cold air floated in the void like a beast, as if there were pairs of eyes staring at him through the cold air.
Xu Yang's eyes swept across the secret room, which was not too small, and found that the secret room was empty, with only a stone sculpture sitting at one foot of the secret room.
The statue is a humanoid statue, with a full beard, messy long hair like a chicken coop, wrinkles on the face, thick eye bags, deep and dark eyes, and a slightly hunched posture, giving people an extremely sloppy look.
He was even worse dressed than Bei Mingkong.
His clothes were torn in many places, and his cuffs and trousers were all turned into hanging strips of cloth.
Such a stone sculpture is so lifelike.
Who left it here?
In addition to the stone sculptures, there is the black cold wind that fills this world.
The power of Xu Yang's soul had enveloped this space.
Finally, he narrowed his eyes and landed on the stone sculpture.
He jumped up, stepped directly into the space, and walked towards the stone sculpture.
"Junior Xu Yang, I wonder if senior can show up to meet me?"
As he approached the stone sculpture, Xu Yang spoke slowly, with a calm tone and a little respect.
In the empty secret room, no one answered Xu Yang, only the black cold wind howled.
Soon, Xu Yang was only three feet away from the stone sculpture.
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He suddenly stopped and did not move any further, keeping his eyes fixed on the stone sculpture.
"I am not a disciple of the Beiming Family.
I am here to ask my senior about the Ghost Saint."
Xu Yang was neither arrogant nor impetuous, as if he had determined that there must be someone in the secret room.
Huhuhuhu Sure enough, as soon as the word "Ghost Saint" came out, the black cold wind in the secret room became violent in an instant, and then the cold wind surged and rushed into the stone sculpture crazily.
At that moment, the cold stone sculpture slowly turned into flesh and blood.
Those dark eyes moved and glanced at Xu Yang.
It was just a look, but it was filled with indescribable murderous intent.
If the person standing in front of him was not Xu Yang, but another ordinary monk, I'm afraid this look would be enough to kill him.
"Ghost Saint boy, who are you?"
After the stone sculpture turned into flesh, it made an extremely low sound.
The sound seemed to be squeezed out, and it was extremely unpleasant.
"I'm Xu Yang."
Xu Yang continued.
It was obvious that the person in front of him was Beiming Qingyun, who made Beiming Daitian and Beiming Kong frightened.
"Beiming Xu Yang" Beiming Qingyun asked.
Xu Yang shook his head: "I am not a disciple of the Beiming family."
Hearing this, Beiming Qingyun's body finally moved.
It seemed that it was because he hadn't moved for too long.
His movements seemed unusually stiff, but his eyes kept staring at Xu Yang.
"No wonder you dare to come to see me.
It turns out that you are not a disciple of the Beiming family.
But these old guys from the Beiming family are willing to let you come to see me.
I guess something big has happened in the clan."
Beiming Qingyun didn't know how long he had been trapped here.
Of course he didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world, but his mind was like a mirror.
Xu Yang's arrival gave him some analysis.
The person in front of him had a dangerous aura all over his body, giving people an eerie feeling.
"You can say that."
Facing such a person, Xu Yang remained calm and composed, as if chatting with ordinary people, without any nervousness.
"Why do you want to know about the Ghost Saint?"
Beiming Qingyun slowly moved his body.
Although he was asking Xu Yang, his tone was still so calm and unruffled.
He and Xu Yang both have super strong minds.
They should be nervous, curious, etc. in this situation, but they behaved so calmly.
"I just want to clarify some things.
I wonder if senior can tell me."
Xu Yang still went straight to express his intention.
He didn't come hard, nor did he lower his voice.
He acted very calmly throughout the whole process.
He used this kind of ordinary inquiry in exchange for Beiming Qingyun's ordinary answer.
"I don't need to tell you."
Beiming Qingyun seemed to have regained his body's ability to move.
He sat down directly on the spot, turned over his sleeves, and took out an ancient wine jug.
He poured it over, but not a drop of wine came out of the wine jug.
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It’s no wonder that Beiming Qingyun has been trapped here for who knows how many years.
How could there be any leftover wine?
"Junior, here is some fine wine."
Xu Yang seemed to understand what Beiming Qingyun meant, and with a flip of his hand, a jar of fine wine appeared in his palm.
But before Xu Yang could hand out the wine, a breath had already brushed across Xu Yang's palm, and the wine was in Beiming Qingyun's hand.
"Good means."
Xu Yang's pupils froze, being able to snatch a jar of wine from his hand so easily showed that Beiming Qingyun in front of him was definitely a master among masters
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