In his eyes, the many golden-armored war gods that had just appeared were just cannon fodder.
As these words were spoken, the clouds in the passage began to roll over, and a rumbling sound of thunder could be heard from beneath the rolling clouds.
The terrifying aura spread in all directions. Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that an important person had finally appeared. He quickly retreated backwards in advance to be prepared. After all, the golden armored war gods that appeared were stronger each time. If he was careless and suffered a setback, it would be a waste of time. At least after retreating, he still had some preparation power.
This is secondary. Just as Feng Qingyang was staring into the deep void, a gleam of light flashed inside. Looking at the other party's gray pupils, Feng Qingyang trembled suddenly, and then the aura burst out from his body and became violent again.
"Is this... the incomplete body of Qiong Zun?" But before Feng Qingyang could continue thinking, the other party arrived from behind. When the phantom disappeared and the figure appeared, he had already come to his side. The two were only a few meters apart.
The other party just glanced at Feng Qingyang indifferently, and his gray pupils rotated, making Feng Qingyang instantly understand that the golden-armored god of war that appeared at this time was definitely not a puppet, but a real living being with consciousness.
His eyes were cold and ruthless, his face was like frost, and he swept Feng Qingyang wantonly. Suddenly, he swung his fist forward, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the violent momentum he brought with him almost destroyed the world.
In the distant sky, Qian Shangli and others stood silently on a high place, looking at Feng Qingyang who was fighting with them below, with different thoughts in their minds. In front of them, there stood an old man.
He has kind eyes, white hair and a youthful face, and there is no trace of powerful aura. He gives people the feeling of an old country man who seems frail, but in fact, if he moves his feet, the whole spiritual world will tremble.
"Master, why are you still testing Qingyang? When he first entered the Nine Heavens Palace, he walked through the Heavenly Punishment." Mo Qianxiao asked puzzledly.
"If he can't even get through this level, how can he face the crisis that follows? What's more, the enemies he faces after overcoming the tribulation will be at the same level as me." The Lord of the City of Sin suddenly answered.
As for his disciples, he told them everything he knew, even some shocking mysteries, he would tell them without hesitation and without reservation. It can be said that he devoted all his efforts to train these disciples.
Listening to the city lord's words, everyone was shocked and thought to themselves that time passed so quickly. An era had entered its late stage, even though it lasted another three hundred years.
But for them, these three hundred years were just a blink of an eye. A period of seclusion and meditation was a thousand years before they returned to the mortal world. When they became famous in the spiritual world, Feng Qingyang had not yet appeared.
But when he appeared, the entire spiritual world changed. They almost watched him step by step as he grew from a small sapling that was trampled upon by everyone to a towering tree.
How many people could match him now? Even they themselves, although they were under the same master, had a huge difference in strength.
However, compared to other saints, the disciples of the City of Sin are all quite special. They are unique in the world. Each of them has his or her own strengths, and there are only a few of them.
This also caused their power to be weak, but in fact, for the disciples under the other Saints, it made them jealous and crazy. Scarcity makes things valuable, and the scarcity of disciples means that they can have more resources and benefits.
At this time, inside the passage of the Tenth Heaven Palace, there was a thunderous roar, and bursts of violent aura spread in all directions. Swirling around, a strong murderous intent also followed, making this place a place of catastrophe, almost like a miniature version of the aura of the great catastrophe in the spiritual world.
After Feng Qingyang made his move, he did not stop and continued to collide with the Golden Armored God of War. The power he exploded with also increased from 50% at the beginning to 70% now.
The more he fought, the braver he became. But in fact, the more he fought, the more frightened he became. The constant fighting made Feng Qingyang almost think that this was not a test at all, but a genuine conspiracy to kill him.
Yes, in fact it is true. If he cannot pass successfully, even if he does not die, he will probably be kicked out of the Nine Heavens Palace. Everyone understands this truth, but what they can't understand is why the master treats him like this. Doesn't he believe in the other party's strength
During the battle, the violent storm and the unparalleled physical strength caused the entire passage to shake violently, and it was almost about to collapse and explode. The battle between Feng Qingyang and the golden-armored god of war reached a peak of intensity.
Moreover, the physical strength of the golden-armored god of war that appeared now was almost infinitely close to that of Feng Qingyang. The two were evenly matched, and seemed to be neck and neck. They were fighting in the passage with punches and kicks, and they were evenly matched.
Time passed quickly, and soon the battle between Feng Qingyang and the Golden Armored War God lasted for a month. The Golden Armored War God would immediately appear in the void after being defeated by Feng Qingyang.
Every time it appears, it is much stronger than the first time. In this passage, Feng Qingyang came whistling, and looking at the reappearing golden armored god of war, he forgot the time and even forgot everything. In his eyes, the only golden armored god of war left in the whole world was this one, because the one that appeared now was already equivalent to his physical body.
"If it really is the body part of Hou Zun, how could Master have it? You should know that today's Heavenly Dao is Hou Zun." Feng Qingyang's scalp tingled. Looking at this golden-armored god of war, his pupils shrank, flashing with a strange light.
Although he did not break through the emperor's tribulation, his body had reached the level of the Qilin Lord. Once he successfully passed the tribulation, he would be able to transform into the body of an ancestral zombie. He could hardly imagine how powerful he would be at that time.
After this golden-armored god of war appeared, he brought with him a strong aura of murderous intent. At a glance, one could tell that his combat power was extremely strong. When he approached Feng Qingyang, the void on all sides could be filled with roars of murderous intent.
If it were just that, it would be fine, but after it appeared, it changed rapidly. When it was about to approach Feng Qingyang, it turned into a zombie!
Not only that, the appearance of this zombie was almost the same as his appearance when he turned into a zombie, like another self. Feng Qingyang stared at the golden-armored god of war galloping towards him, and a huge wave of emotion surged in his heart.
"This aura is definitely correct!" He snorted coldly, and made a decision in an instant. There must be a winner between him and him. If he wins, he will be able to see the Lord of the City of Sin. But if he loses, Feng Qingyang has no concept of failure in his mind at all.
He lifted his foot and fell forward. The moment he landed on the ground, he turned into a zombie with a green face and fangs. "This is fair, isn't it?"