No one had expected that at the critical moment of the battle between Feng Qingyang and the Demon Saint Tongtian, the Holy Son Muyuan would actually attack Feng Qingyang, and it was an extremely strange curse power that silently invaded Feng Qingyang's body, interrupting his supreme divine art, and causing the Tai Chi diagram to vibrate violently, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
Boom!
The Demon Saint Tongtian was about to be suppressed by the Tai Chi diagram, but when he saw it at this moment, he suddenly let out a loud roar. The terrifying demonic light rose around him, and black lightning intertwined like a volcanic eruption, directly shattering the Tai Chi diagram, and then rushed out of it!
However, there was no trace of arrogance or conceit on his face anymore, and his eyes were filled with deep fear and panic.
When the Tai Chi diagram just now suppressed him, he really felt the threat of death.
This is the power of supreme divine magic!
A hint of greed appeared on the face of Tongtian Demon Saint. If he could obtain this supreme divine art, his strength would definitely be improved qualitatively.
“Damn it!”
There was a flash of murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes. The move of the Saint Mu Yuan was beyond his expectations. The powerful genius had his own pride and would not let others interfere during the big showdown. In addition, the power of the curse of the Saint Mu Yuan was silent and very strange. When Ling Xiao discovered it, it was too late.
He still underestimated the shamelessness of the Holy Son Muyuan!
The aura in Ling Xiao's body surged up like a volcano about to erupt, containing extremely terrifying power fluctuations. He was ready to take action at any time to kill the Demon Saint Tongtian and the Holy Son Muyuan with the power of thunder.
These two people have already made him want to kill them!
The Tai Chi diagram was broken, Feng Qingyang's supreme divine art was interrupted, and he suffered a severe backlash. He coughed up blood and his face turned extremely pale.
"Despicable and shameless! I didn't expect that the Holy Son of Mu Yuan from the Heavenly Curse Sect would be so despicable! If you want to save him, then come together. What do I, Feng Qingyang, have to fear?"
Although Feng Qingyang's face was pale, his eyes were extremely bright and sharp, and his voice was sonorous and powerful as he stared at the Holy Son Mu Yuan and spoke.
"Son of Qingyang, you should show mercy when you can. Why do you have to kill all the Demon Saint Tongtian? How is your style of behavior different from that of the demons?"
The Holy Son Muyuan smiled calmly.
He was tall and slender, with thick and shiny black hair casually draped behind his head. He had an extremely handsome face, skin as white as ivory, and he exuded an extraordinary temperament, like a saint descending to earth.
Especially the double pupils in his eyes, which were filled with chaotic energy and intertwined with the laws of the Tao, like a whirlpool of chaos, as if they could swallow everything.
This kind of extraordinary demeanor made everyone admire it.
Although many people were disgusted by the Saint Son Mu Yuan's sneak attack on Feng Qingyang, no one dared to say anything.
"Kill them all? A life-and-death battle should be fought to the death! If you want to fight, just fight. Why do you need so many excuses? Mu Yuan, don't think I don't know that the person who tipped off Tongtian Demon Saint and revealed the identity of my Supreme Dao Palace disciple is a disciple of your Tianzhu Sect!"
Feng Qingyang sneered, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Son of Qingyang, you are so disappointing! Without any evidence, you slandered Demon Saint Tongtian for killing your people from the Supreme Taoist Palace, and now you are slandering me again. Are you forcing me to take action?"
The Holy Son Muyuan sighed softly, and a vast aura spread around his body, as mighty as the power of heaven, containing unpredictable power fluctuations.
"Let's fight! Mu Yuan, today either you die or I die!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes were blood red, full of determination, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit. His body was as straight as a divine spear, emitting a sharp edge and piercing the sky!
He had been seriously injured, and now facing the Cemetery Saint in his prime, plus the Tongtian Demon Saint, Feng Qingyang knew that this battle would be disastrous.
But as the Holy Son of the Supreme Taoist Palace, he has his own pride and dignity. Even though he knows he will die in this battle, he still wants to fight for his dignity!
Moreover, Feng Qingyang was sure that even if he died in this battle, he could drag someone to be buried with him!
Feng Qingyang's firm words moved everyone.
"He knew it was impossible but still did it. Is Feng Qingyang ignorant or stupid?"
"What a pity! If it weren't for the Saint Son Muyuan, perhaps Feng Qingyang could have created a brilliant career, killed the Demon Saint Tongtian, and became famous in one battle!"
"That's right! It is said that the strength of the Saint Muyuan is even stronger than that of the Demon Saint Tongtian, and he has a very good relationship with the Emperor!"
"It seems that there is no suspense in this battle!"
"… "
The people watching the fight were all talking about it. Although they all admired Feng Qingyang very much in their hearts, their reason told them that Feng Qingyang could not win and might die here today.
"Son of Qingyang, why are you doing this? How about this, you kneel down and apologize to Demon Saint Tongtian and me, and we won't pursue your crime, how about that?"
The Holy Son Muyuan sighed softly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.
"Kneel down to you? Are you worthy? In my life, Feng Qingyang never kneels to heaven or earth, but only to my parents and teachers. Who do you think you are?"
Feng Qingyang sneered, his eyes were extremely sharp, the aura around him rose, and blazing flames spread out, as if they could burn the heaven and earth.
"What a pity! A genius should not be insulted. Since you slander me, I have no choice but to attack you!"
The Holy Son of Muyuan said lightly, his eyelids drooped, mysterious runes flashed around his body, the vast laws of heaven permeated, and a mysterious force locked Feng Qingyang.
"Hey, Mu Yuan, there's no need to waste time talking to him! Just kill him, hang up his head, and lure that bastard Ling Xiao here to wipe out the roots!"
The Demon Saint Tongtian on the side said with a sneer, his eyes full of undisguised murderous intent. Although he broke through the constraints of the Tai Chi diagram, Feng Qingyang still caused him serious injuries.
Boom!
In the void, three powerful auras intertwined, and the vast power of heaven and the laws of the great way descended, making the people around them feel palpitations, their faces extremely pale, and they hurriedly stepped back.
A shocking war is about to begin.
"Tongtian Demon Saint, do you want to kill me?"
Suddenly, a faint and ethereal voice sounded in the void. Although it was not very loud, it seemed to be the voice of the Emperor of Heaven, suppressing all other sounds.
The divine light in the sky exploded, and in the endless chaotic air, a young man in white clothes came stepping on the void, as if he was stepping on the steps of nothingness. His whole body exuded a tremendous momentum, and his eyes were clear and bright!
PS: I recommend a friend’s fantasy novel "The Nine Dragon Daozu", which is very exciting. Those who are out of books can go and have a look.
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