"Hide the truth from the world? But you can't hide it from my penetrating eyes." Outside the big formation, tens of thousands of monks blocked the four directions, and the place was covered with dense forests for hundreds of feet.
A tall and straight man walked out of the crowd. If Feng Qingyang appeared at this moment, he would definitely find that this man was the Fire Spirit King with whom he had a one-year agreement.
The arrival of an ancient mighty being here might normally be a blessing, but now his arrival can only bring about austerity and murderous intent. A single glance can shake the rules, or even distort and change them.
"Sourceless Star Array, it's you!" The Fire Spirit King stared, and the area within a hundred feet was blank. It was clearly very close, but when he got closer, he found that it was at the end of the world, like a mirror flower and water moon, just a reflection.
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Inside the formation, Feng Qingyang looked surprised. He could naturally see who was bombarding the formation from the outside. Although it was not the Fire Spirit King who made the move, even a fool would know the rest. He turned around and took a deep look at the two gorgeous women in his arms.
"You really won't come with me?"
"At least not now. I don't want to be a burden to you." Xuan Tianji looked helpless, but more of it was determination. Su Hu made a decision in an instant.
"I feel the same way. If Sister Xuan doesn't leave, I won't leave either. This way I can create opportunities for you, right?" Xiao Yue blinked playfully, looking at Feng Qingyang with some gloating.
Even so, a touch of warmth still surged in his heart. With such a beautiful woman, what else could he ask for? Watching the two of them leave his arms, the helplessness deeply hurt his heart again.
Yes, he is not the strongest now. Although he can roam the spiritual world and dominate one side, even if he has countless halos such as the third will of the spiritual world, there are still several big knives floating above his head, which can cut off his forehead at any time if he is not careful.
"Holy Lord, Heavenly Dao!" He gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart in a deep voice, leaving a brilliant smile to Xuan Tianji and the other two. A moment later, his face was covered with frost and filled with murderous intent, and he stared at them vigilantly.
Boom!
Almost at this moment, the formation was broken, and the ancient gods and painters fell from the void, locked onto Xuan Tianji in the corner, and while rushing towards her, they did not forget to glare at Feng Qingyang fiercely.
"What did he do to you?" Looking at the two pale-faced people, Gu Shenhua muttered to himself, could it be that Feng Qingyang had picked up the flower in this formation? While thinking about it, he happened to meet Xuan Tianji's penetrating eyes. His heart trembled slightly, and he put away his little thoughts.
She was not afraid of Xuan Tianji, in fact her cultivation was much stronger than his. It was just that the other party had a pair of strange eyes, which were devoid of emotion. Just a glance could see through people's hearts and look directly into the depths of others' hearts. That feeling of being caught off guard made her feel powerless. At the same time, she was certain in her heart that although the cultivation of these two little sisters was not too strong, they would have no problem protecting themselves.
Finally, she turned her head and looked straight at Feng Qingyang and Gai Jiuyou. Her pupils shrank. After not seeing each other for such a short time, the other party's cultivation had made another leap. Some time ago, it was rumored that the other party had killed Emperor Tian, a genius in the Medieval Alliance. She did not believe it at first, but now she saw with her own eyes that the other party's cultivation was so unfathomable. She thought that all this was true.
"Your cultivation." At this point, she suddenly stopped talking, as if there was something that didn't need to be said any more. After all, there was no point in saying more. Behind her stood more than a dozen semi-saints, all of them young heroes, who were arrogant and looked down on everyone, looking at Feng Qingyang unscrupulously.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged. He snorted coldly and did not even look at the ancient god painting. He just fixed his gaze on Xuan Tianji and Xiao Yue, with hatred in his eyes. If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely think that they had a life-and-death feud, but they didn't know that this was something Feng Qingyang had discussed with them long ago.
"Your people are fine. If nothing happens, I will leave." He winked at Gai Jiuyou and turned around, as if he was about to leave. But the moment he turned around, countless angry shouts came from behind him.
"Stop, what do you think we are as disciples of the Holy Lord?"
"How dare you! You are courting death. You are so arrogant that you deserve to be killed. Today we will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and kill this ultimate devil." As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. I guess this is the case.
It's not like they haven't heard of Feng Qingyang's name, but the more they heard of him, the stronger their murderous intent became. This has gone beyond arrogance and turned into actual naked jealousy.
Jealousy gave rise to hatred. If he was killed, wouldn't all his glory be bestowed upon himself? Everyone was thinking about this, and Feng Qingyang knew it.
"Who of you wants to kill me?" Feng Qingyang turned around and smiled sinisterly. His white teeth gleamed with a strange luster under the dim sky, which looked very dazzling. As soon as they met, countless semi-saints lowered their heads and dared not look him in the face.
Feng Qingyang sneered, a bunch of trash, they don't even have this much courage, and they still want to kill me, isn't that just a foolish dream? Thinking of this, he immediately ignored it, broke through the air with Gai Jiuyou, and immediately came to the outside of the formation, which was the location of the Fire Spirit King.
It is said that enemies become jealous when they meet, but when the two of them met, there was no anger as imagined, only a smile. Even though Feng Qingyang had killed his cousin, they were on different sides after all, and people with different ideals could not work together. If they were in private, the two might still be friends.
"Daoyou, are you here for Qingshuang's remaining will?" Feng Qingyang asked, with a hint of teasing. As soon as he said this, the originally relaxed atmosphere was immediately broken, undercurrents surged, countless murderous intentions swept into the sky, and a terrifying storm blew up, sweeping across the sky.
"The spiritual world is so big, but I now think that it is actually very small. At least in my opinion, it is very small. There is always only one circle." The Fire Spirit King spoke, his eyes did not change, and his expression was like ten thousand years of ice. He did not give a direct answer to Feng Qingyang's words, but spoke from the side.
"Fair competition, the winner takes it all," Feng Qingyang nodded, clasped his fists and bowed to him, and the other party did the same. This was the respect that should be given to the strong, and then he was about to leave.
"Fellow Daoist, it is said that the body of Tyrant Star is about to travel to the spirit world and transform into you, so be careful." At the end, the Fire Spirit King added nonchalantly, not that he cared about Feng Qingyang, but he didn't want the halo that belonged to him to be taken away by others. If that happened, it would be very painful.
"Thank you," Feng Qingyang nodded with a forced smile, took a deep look, and was about to leave.