He was mighty and majestic, his Fang Tian Hua Ji suppressed the rules of the four directions, exuded an enchanting medieval aura, and swallowed the light of the sun and the moon, so much so that it attracted countless tiny stars surrounding the ancient star Tianxuan.
After the fall, the sea, which was as heavy as a mirror, was compressed into a bottomless cesspool, which surrounded the four directions and was extremely terrifying. The sky and earth were filled with the golden color of Fang Tian Hua Ji, which was boundless and there was no turning back.
Everyone's eyes were confused. Although this man was extremely arrogant and looked down on everyone, he did have the capital to be arrogant. Not to mention anything else, the fact that he wielded the Fang Tian Hua Ji, which was a supreme Taoist weapon, was enough to prove everything.
Feng Qingyang stepped back, shocked. He had never looked down on anyone before, but the medieval aura this person exuded was indeed too terrifying, even to the point of being weird.
The golden light should have been full of holiness, but for some reason it gave him a chilling feeling, an inexplicable chill, as if the cold air was invading from all directions, freezing his skin and penetrating his bones.
As he swung his sword, the void in all directions turned into a cage, locking him inside. The power of rules was pressed into the corner and could not be mobilized. If a strong man in the realm of ordinary Tao, even a quasi-saint on the verge of harmony with the Tao, would suffer a great loss after the rules became void.
“Hmph, if I hadn’t been asleep for too long and my strength wasn’t as strong as before, I would have killed all of you long ago. Not to mention anything else, at least in my time, I wouldn’t even look at a clown like you.” Di Tian’s arrogant tone was like thunder, and it was cold as ice in the severe winter, so much so that the void and the bottomless cemetery where he was began to freeze with a crackling sound.
"Stop talking nonsense and just come on." Feng Qingyang answered firmly. He rode the dragon in the sky and swooped down, tearing the void and freezing the energy of ancient laws in all directions. A huge crack appeared under the waving of the dragon's claws.
However, just after coming into contact with the golden light generated by Fang Tian Hua Ji, a strange scene appeared. The scales and armor of the Blue Dragon King, which was formed by forty blue dragons of the earth, fell off, and his flesh and blood were peeled off. A moment after the contact, his body was covered with holes, and at the deepest part, one could see bones that were glowing white.
The blue dragon derived from the dragon vein of the earth can easily crush a semi-saint under its crushing force. Even a quasi-saint would fall down here, but under this golden light, it is so embarrassed.
Feng Qingyang's face turned cold. Although the dragon veins of the earth had no entity, they were spiritual creatures of heaven and earth after all. They had their own consciousness and were under his control. He broke through the air and fought with them, but he could never have predicted such a tragic situation.
With a wave of his hand, the blue dragon merged into the heaven and earth. If it were to fly out into the sky, the entire land of the Northern Territory would sink. The death of the dragon vein would cause this place to become a land of death again.
"This person is really terrifying. He is worthy of being called a medieval genius. He is also one of the kings in the medieval alliance. So, there must be quite a few old monsters hidden among them. At least this person has not gained his reputation in vain."
He murmured to himself, but he was not afraid. He stepped on the void and shook his body, and his right hand turned into the right arm of the Qilin Zun. The scales were clear and the barbs on it almost cut the void. Blood rushed into the sky, and the rumbling sound made everyone's eardrums tremble violently.
boom!
He rushed up, controlling the heaven and earth with one hand, pressed at the void in the dark, and in the instant he pulled and lifted it up, and a horrifying scene appeared.
The sky was torn apart and turned into a huge steel plate under Feng Qingyang's right hand, which was then transformed into a thin silk thread after being rotated.
Viewed from a distance, the strong visual impact shocked almost everyone. This was not a magical power, but a powerful force in itself, which had reached the level of being able to ravage the void at will.
Not only that, the subtle manipulation during the reversal seems extremely easy, but to really do this, in addition to having invincible strength, it is more important to have that kind of subtle precision.
Ordinary people could not see anything. They just felt that the scene was too vast, so much so that they instantly forgot to breathe and even think. They could only stare blankly at Feng Qingyang, who was going against the flow above the sea.
The Fire Spirit King looked solemn, his original contempt suddenly disappeared. Apart from other things, the precise control of this force alone was not something that ordinary people could wield.
"This person has such ability, it's true that he is not just famous for nothing. No wonder he can easily kill my brother. Now that I think about it, it should be so. How can the third will of the spirit world be so delicate and pretentious?"
The peerless swordsman standing on the other side suddenly narrowed his pupils, and then released a huge fighting spirit from his whole body. His sharp and pointed will spread into the void, allowing him to form a territory in all directions.
"Jian Yu, this person is known as the unparalleled sword saint. Could he be the descendant of the Sword Emperor?" The Fire Spirit King thought to himself. After a moment of silence, he locked his gaze on Feng Qingyang again.
In a flash, Feng Qingyang waved his hand forward, and the scales covered with hooks tore through the void, and the light curtain of heaven and earth in his hand hit the blocking rules head-on.
The world was dyed with blood. It was just a downpour, but the lifeless sky was actually raining blood. Everyone was shocked and looked at the source of the blood in confusion.
Originally thought to be seriously injured, but now it seems that it actually came out from above Feng Qingyang's head. When the light curtain tore open the rules, the void suddenly turned blood red.
An intense feeling of sorrow suddenly entered everyone's heart. No matter whether they were cultivators from ancient times, medieval times, or modern times, they all felt this sorrow in their hearts.
It seems like the heaven and earth are crying. The good heaven and earth are destroyed everywhere in the war. The heaven and earth have spirits, so they are naturally sad.
What everyone couldn't understand was that when the Heavenly Dao was clearly asleep, why did such a feeling still appear? In fact, this will was spreading from Feng Qingyang himself.
To be precise, it was the dantian world in his body, the green frost of the ancient heaven that was slowly recovering.
She used to be a spirit from the spirit world, which she considered to be her own body. Although it is now controlled by Hou Zun, that close connection can never be completely severed.
How could she not be sad when she saw the sky falling and the earth collapsing
Feng Qingyang was deeply shocked. Perhaps he was the one who felt this sorrow the most strongly.
"Do you look down on the power of heaven and earth? Today, I will use the power of heaven and earth to kill you in order to comfort Qing Shuang's sorrowful heart."
Feng Qingyang looked calm, suppressing his inner anger. He took a step forward, and a buzzing sound came from the entire void, as if responding to Feng Qingyang's words.
Di Tian's expression changed slightly. He never thought that Feng Qingyang was so powerful, and beneath his seemingly handsome appearance, his pride was even greater than his.
"You are just using such a petty trick. Are you trying to bully me, an ancient cultivator, with just your tricks?"