His body was slender and full, as if all the essence of flesh and blood, and even his soul, had been reborn in this purple-gold halo.
As he stepped forward, the vast void seemed to be within reach and was infinitely closer to him. Every step he took was accompanied by a rumbling sound, and ripples appeared in the void. Although it did not break, it was not far away.
As he stepped on the ground, the ripples of Wen Luo were like the surface of a lake that broke the silence, spreading layer by layer and lasting for a long time. In fact, the moment he stepped on the ground, the void below was sunken by this foot, as if he was not stepping on the void, but outside the sky.
The pressure he exuded locked onto Hun Daozi so tightly that all the blood in his body began to solidify in an instant. This was despite his cultivation level of a quasi-saint. If an ordinary cultivator faced this opportunity, he would be reduced to ashes in one step.
After all, the quasi-saint is not invincible, and Feng Qingyang's body of the Hou Zun, which was reborn from the fire, has reached the strongest in ancient times. It is easy to tell who is stronger and who is weaker at a glance.
He raised his middle finger and pointed at Hun Daozi in the air, his eyes full of disdain. He laughed wildly and stomped his foot hard. Everyone heard a loud bang and the blocked void suddenly made a crackling sound, as if it was broken and collapsed in an instant, and the laws that were originally suppressed also suddenly returned to their original state.
If it comes to the suppression of the laws, Hun Daozi is still a little afraid of Feng Qingyang, but now with the return of the laws, the strength of the quasi-saint has returned to the peak again. His mood almost immediately returned from underground to heaven, as if he was the absolute master, and he laughed even more crazily than Feng Qingyang.
"Come on, who's afraid of who? Let me see, what can you do to me!" The previous fear was swept away, and instead, he appeared again, high above, overlooking the sky, invincible in the world, looking at Feng Qingyang as if he were an ant in the lower world.
"But you are a clown from the underworld. Even if you are given an axe, can you chop down a giant with it?"
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the monkey-like Hun Daozi with clear eyes, without any arrogance in his eyes. But just standing there calmly, there was a special feeling, as if he was standing in the ninth heaven, looking at him coldly.
This gaze, whether it was from Hun Daozi, Gu Shenhua or the others, revealed a rare solemnity. Feng Qingyang seemed to have not changed at all, but the feeling he gave them was as if there was an extremely unequal visual impact, as if - the only person who could be on equal footing with him was Heaven!
"Could it be that the flesh of the ancient god is also a new level of life?" Qian Shangli murmured, just in time to meet Feng Qingyang's gaze as he turned his head. The two looked at each other, and in an instant the doubts in their hearts disappeared. No matter what the other person became, he was still his junior brother, and a disciple of the City of Sin, the Nine Heavens Palace.
"If you can bear this finger of mine, I will forgive you." Feng Qingyang put his two fingers together, and the moment they were raised, they suddenly became a bright light. There was no law or magic in them, only strength, pure physical strength. This light seemed to fall from the sky, more like the first heavy light that appeared after the creation of the world, enough to carry everything. Is this still a finger? It would be more appropriate to describe it as will.
The golden light broke through the chaos, and thus the heaven and the earth came into being. It was like an axe splitting the sky in half. At that time, all that could be used was one's own instinctive physical strength. The so-called laws and the so-called magical powers were only later comers. After pointing to the sky with two fingers lightly, there was a small tilt angle, but it was this hint of heaviness that seemed to be able to create the world again, to crush all things, and even to destroy everything.
Even though Feng Qingyang hadn't unleashed his full strength yet, and even though this was not his peak moment, the physical strength that erupted with this finger was unparalleled in the world, enough to demonstrate the supreme power of his body, which no one could match.
This is his pride. The unparalleled physical body has always been his foundation. No matter whether it is magical power or the rules of control, in his eyes, apart from his own will, the physical body is the most respected.
The two raised fingers were not a sign of disdain for Hun Daozi, but his instinctive reaction. If they had not completely destroyed their bodies, it would have taken some time for him to be reborn from the ashes today, at least it would not be so fast.
He just stood there quietly, the violent flames were extinguished suddenly, and a layer of absolute defense appeared around his body. It was the pressure of the flesh, and the powerful feeling almost crushed the heaven and earth.
The violent force gathered at the fingertips and poured down like a mountain collapse. Hun Daozi was terrified. The strength of this body was beyond his imagination. Was this still a human? This was almost a monster.
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and everything was silent. Gai Jiuyou stood in the distance, staring at Feng Qingyang in a trance. The body that almost made his whole body burn fascinated him and filled him with an indescribable throbbing.
"You are so powerful, then the battle between us..." Slightly narrowing his eyes, he was full of anticipation for the perfection of his physical body, and had a strong desire to fight with Feng Qingyang.
But now he has understood that if it is just a pure physical contest, he will be asking for a beating!
"Junior brother, Master once said that you will lead us to a whole new world. Could it be that this moment is approaching?" Qian Shangli narrowed his eyes slightly, but even so, he couldn't hide the brilliance in them.
As he moved his finger downwards, Hun Daozi's pupils almost popped out. Looking at the void that kept trembling at his fingertips, he was scared, really scared. The level of power was beyond his imagination.
As a result, he stood there like a piece of wood, his pupils dilated, filled with only dullness and fear.
Ouch! It was just a slight tremor. There was no sign of the sky collapsing or the earth splitting, nor was there any sign of a sea of fire rising. All there was was plainness, plainness to the extreme!
Hun Daozi vomited blood and flew backwards, but at the critical moment he rolled back, and the shocking sound of bones breaking was not very loud, but it was an extreme shock to everyone's ears.
"You..." Feng Qingyang had just opened his mouth when his face suddenly turned from red to white, and a trace of purple-gold blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Restricted by rules?" Feng Qingyang frowned. There was no doubt that his body was strong, and he could even destroy countless cultivation stars easily.
But at the moment when his first finger fell, the force of backlash came, and the feeling of being unacceptable and rejected by heaven and earth was unprecedentedly powerful.
Yes, the rejection of heaven, although he was very strong, the backlash he endured was also infinitely superimposed, reaching a terrifying level, no less than his peak attack on himself.