Boom!
Feng Qingyang's long hair fluttered in the wind, and the scorching heat in her eyes could almost burn the sky.
The three evolved worlds are constantly rotating, and the Taoist rhyme and divine power emanating from them are unrivaled. All living beings are manifested, dominating one side.
In the Killing World, one can directly see a peerless killing god. He slaughters the whole sky, steps on the stars, holds the sun and the moon in his hands, and his eyes as black as ink stare fiercely at these people through the barriers of the big world.
It was a fierce confrontation. The roar was endless and made the eardrums of people numb. Almost everyone reached out and covered their ears involuntarily.
But what's the use of this? In this confrontation and collision, the sky and the universe trembled, and countless people were shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices and feeling dizzy. Fortunately, the distance between them was relatively far, and Feng Qingyang deliberately controlled the range of the mana fluctuations.
Otherwise, with just this first wave of collision, they would be swept into ashes and dust by the horrific aftermath, without even a trace of residue left.
Even so, this world of killing began to show cracks under the collision of four quasi-saints, and was on the verge of collapse and riot at any time. However, the Taoism and divine charm they derived disappeared in the collision.
The pressure of the collision was truly terrifying from the ancient times. As for King Dan Ming, perhaps Feng Qingyang did it on purpose and directly killed him with thunder using the smallest means. But for these people, the shock caused was truly too terrifying.
If this was not the main star of the Heavenly Dao among the three thousand stars of cultivation, but an ordinary small star of cultivation, I am afraid that it would be completely pierced by this first wave of impact.
Roar! One of the four screamed, his hair all over his head and face torn apart, and as blood mist rose up, his eyes widened, flashing with endless fear, as if he had seen something incredible during this collision.
They could not withstand Feng Qingyang's overbearing attack, and under the impact of this big world, they were severely pressed down. In the sky, as the killing world cracked, the zombie world and the destruction world also rotated and descended together.
This time, it was no longer a one-on-one fight, but he directly suppressed these four peak powers, the ultimate quasi-saints at the same time. He was too powerful, with terrifying strength, weird and unpredictable magical powers. What kind of combat power was this? He fought against four ultimate quasi-saints alone, and was not at a disadvantage at all, and even had an absolute upper hand. This scene made everyone dry their mouths, and they almost forgot what to say.
These people are all powerful beings among the quasi-saints, and they have all entered the range of extreme strong people. Moreover, all of them are brilliant geniuses who can completely crush ordinary cultivators of the same realm.
Especially since they are disciples of the Holy Lord, it would be a big mistake to say that they are cabbages on the roadside that can be eaten by everyone. Their determination is also quite terrifying.
“Ah… I won’t accept this.” The four of them spoke at the same time, their eyes were fierce and their faces were hideous. This loud roar caused the sea below to shatter, the sky to collapse, and the entire Tianxuan Ancient Star to shake. The sound waves spread out for countless miles, piercing through the dark void and resounding directly above the cultivation stars in all directions, continuing for a long time, with the lingering sound never completely dissipating.
They were fighting desperately, because if they didn't, they would fall. It was too horrifying. The four of them gathered their hands together and raised up the sinking world. At the same time, they vomited blood again. However, the blood did not dissipate so easily. Instead, they refined it together when it appeared.
Blood surged up, almost completely piercing the entire world. If he didn't use all his strength, his end would probably be as tragic as that of King Dan Ming before.
They didn't want to die, they hadn't lived enough, and with their level of cultivation, they should have enjoyed everything, why should they die here? The unwilling roar was like thousands of troops, galloping, with the courage of a trapped beast.
Shaking open the blockade and crushing the murderous intent, the sound was not only deafening, but also earth-shaking when it appeared. After all, they were not ordinary people, but genuine quasi-saints and the best among them.
Boom… Boom!
The world of killing continued to rise. It already had cracks, and under the joint attack of four great powers, it could not bear the burden and disappeared completely. They burst out with the strongest fighting power, unrivaled magic power fluctuations, ferocious faces, and infinite attachment to life, which made them furious and their blood surged out like the sea.
This scene caused tens of thousands of ancient cultivators from all directions to change their expressions. They all secretly worried for Feng Qingyang. It was too terrifying. With such power, even if all of them joined forces, they would not be able to match it, unless they self-destructed.
If Feng Qingyang loses, they will definitely not survive. Now their life and death are on the same line. They are grasshoppers on the same rope, and it is also their spiritual support.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, he looked heroic, his tone was stern, his eyes were like lightning, and his blood-red gown rustled in the wind, like an unyielding flag rising up. He also let out a loud roar, "I am the only one who is supreme in this world", it shook the earth and his whole body was burning. Yes, he began to burn his own blood.
Even though it was just a drop, it was still an existence that could not be ignored. What kind of terrifying existence was the blood essence in the Corpse King's blood? This was only the second time Feng Qingyang had burned in his life.
This is a horrifying scene, but it has also become eternal. People will never forget Feng Qingyang's tyranny, invincible talent, and dominance at that moment.
He made a hand gesture and evolved his magical power. The remaining two big worlds quickly merged, so that an extremely terrifying scene appeared in the sky, as if another cultivation star began to continuously collide with the ancient star Tianxuan.
He suppressed these four quasi-saints again. He was insolent, unrivaled, domineering and invincible. His eyes were full of energy and his blood was like the sea.
Puff, a blood mist appeared, snap, and there was a sound of bones breaking. Feng Qingyang was too powerful, so powerful that it frightened them. They were all ancient cultivators, so why was he so strong and abnormal? He was almost a demonic existence that defied the heavens.
Even though they were chosen by heaven, even if the four of them joined forces, they were still no match for Feng Qingyang. They were suppressed by him with great force, and felt powerless inside, unable to do anything. The unwillingness and courage in their hearts also began to collapse under this overbearing suppression.
"Zombies, are they really that scary? In ancient times, there was only one Zombie King, but didn't he also perish under the heavenly calamity? And even that Zombie King who suppressed a region was definitely not as powerful as this one."