Not to mention the void beneath his feet, all the heavens and earths where the ancient cultivators were located were instantly hit by a major disaster. Countless people with weak cultivation bases were turned into blood mist and collapsed on the spot under this wave.
He brutally killed them in front of Feng Qingyang and tens of thousands of ancient monks, as if they were not living beings but just ants from the lower realm. This was enough to show his contempt for the ancient monks and that he did not take them seriously at all.
As he swung his hand, his head of black hair stood up like hedgehogs, emitting a powerful and oppressive aura, the unique aura of a medieval monk spreading. He was like a sleeping beast, and after seeing Feng Qingyang, he was so hungry and thirsty that he suddenly burst out with his strongest strength.
Boom!
His footsteps trampled on the void, and the sun, moon, and stars began to reverse along with his steps. The rivers and lakes were all trembling under his feet. The violent aura condensed on him turned into a set of golden armor in the blink of an eye.
The man was already very domineering, and with the contrast of the armor, he looked like a god descending from heaven. Everyone gasped, thinking to themselves how strong he was, and even restrained their breathing.
Gai Jiuyou's eyes flickered, he wanted to take action, but seeing Feng Qingyang's violent roar, he gave up the idea and looked at the others. The Fire Spirit King and the Peerless Sword Saint were all standing firmly in place, with no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.
There is only pride among the strong. They can be full of pride, but they will never hurt others in the back, or join forces with others to attack. Since Di Tian took action first, the two of them stood aside and watched.
Gai Jiuyou remained silent, then turned to the edge and quietly looked at the two people in the center of the battlefield. His blood was beating and burning with a raging fire that almost melted the place completely.
"This person is actually a super strong man." As Gai Jiuyou retreated, he immediately attracted the attention of Fire Spirit King and Peerless Sword Saint. Both of them initially focused on Feng Qingyang, but after seeing Gai Jiuyou, their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and they secretly thought that he was indeed a hidden talent.
Who said that all the monks in the recent past were soft persimmons? In their opinion, the monks in the recent past were probably just unwilling to take the limelight.
After Di Tian's move, the cultivators from all directions retreated again, fearing that they would suffer the same tragic disaster again. If the fish pond was affected, it would be a loss. For a moment, only a few people stayed on the boundless sea.
Di Tian was really strong, so strong that Feng Qingyang frowned deeply. Although this man was extremely arrogant, he did have the capital to be arrogant. Just with his spreading aura, he could easily suppress the bodies of countless cultivators until they collapsed.
Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, his heavenly eyes opened, his fiery gaze shuttled through the void, there were sizzling sounds, he pinched seals with his hands, instead of retreating, he advanced, countless blue dragons suddenly appeared behind him. This was his control of the heaven and earth here, drawing the power of the dragon veins deep in the sea. In an instant, ninety-nine and eighty-one blue dragons circled out, roaring madly, and rushed towards Di Tian who was rushing forward.
"roar!"
Eighty-one blue dragons swirled up, interweaving and soaring through the air. All the small planets that had existed for eternity were shattered under the pressure of this aura. Their scales reflected a dazzling light under the white sunlight. Who could compete with the emergence of a blue dragon? At this moment, compared to it, the mounts of Emperor Tian were like the difference between the light of a firefly and the brightness of a bright moon.
"Is this the body of Hou Zun? Why is he displaying the power of heaven and earth? Do you look down on me so much that you want to kill me with the Feng Shui technique?" Emperor Tian roared, the ancient aura spread, the violent aura suppressed the void, and his whole body turned golden.
Baoxiang **, although he looked angry, in the eyes of everyone, he was a god who had already fallen into killing. He also did not display his magical powers, but used the strength of his physical body to rush towards the eighty-one blue dragons.
With a swing of the fist, rays of light shot out, swallowing up the sun and the moon. The sky and earth were dark. With a rumbling sound, the void here suddenly disappeared into nothingness, and even the entire Tianxuan ancient star trembled slightly under this punch.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, and even his breath did not shrink at all. He suddenly separated his hands, which were stacked together, and pointed forward. A blue light curtain flashed and merged into the Canglong.
"Kill the sky." As soon as these words came out, the blue dragon roared again, opened its huge mouth and spanned the void, as if it wanted to swallow the sky and the earth. Lined up side by side, it was like a blue waterfall falling from the sky, carrying a tremendous power and colliding with the oncoming golden fist.
After just a face-to-face fight, the two men gave up their probing skills and turned to murderous intent. The overflowing murderous intent rushed in all directions, knocking countless cultivators to the ground. It was a fierce battle to the extreme.
With a loud bang, the blue dragons screamed. Half of the eighty-one blue dragons were instantly annihilated by this punch. The remaining forty blue dragons all wailed continuously, making earth-shaking and desolate sounds for their deceased companions.
Feng Qingyang took a step back, but he was not forced to retreat by being beaten. Instead, he took a step back spontaneously. While doing so, he quickly overlapped his hands and pressed them into the void. The blue light curtain appeared again, wrapping the remaining forty blue dragons and suddenly turning them into one.
The dragon horn that shot up into the sky was surrounded by lightning and carried the power of the entire underground dragon vein of the Tianxuan ancient star. It roared and suddenly rushed forward, tearing a big hole in the golden halo that Di Tian had waved out.
"The body of Lord Qiong is actually nothing. Even if I give it to you, do you think you can withstand it?" Feng Qingyang's cold voice spread throughout the void. He leaped up and stood on the Canglong. He rode the dragon in an unparalleled manner, swooped forward, and headed straight for Emperor Tian himself. His shoulder-length hair moved in the wind, rustling, as if he was a king dominating the world. With the domineering power he controlled, he released the heaven and earth, crushing the void and quickly approaching forward.
"Hmph, ancient cultivator, don't be so arrogant. I, Di Tian, came here to lead the way in destroying you, the so-called No. 1 ancient genius, the third will of the spiritual world, and spread my reputation in the ancient times. Today, regardless of success or failure, it's only about life or death. But in my opinion, your hard bones are like a turtle in a jar and a thing in a bag to me."
Di Tian responded with disdain. He retracted his fist and instead slapped his storage bag, from which he took out an incomparably huge Fang Tian Hua Ji. The crescents at both ends flashed with cold light. It was about three meters long. The void shattered as it shook, and the aura it emitted was even greater than that of a supreme Taoist weapon.
He held the gun in one hand, with a golden halo wrapped around the Fang Tian Hua Ji. He kicked his foot and turned into a golden light and disappeared into the void. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Canglong.