Boom!
The six paths of reincarnation crushed the heavens and destroyed the nearest quasi-saint.
Ye Zun snorted coldly, turned around and glared at Qian Shangli fiercely. In such a cross-era battle, she did not take these people seriously at all.
As he turned around, blood filled the sky. After his wings contracted and spread, drastic changes occurred. Gusts of cold wind shook the six realms of reincarnation.
"Reincarnation rules?" Her eyebrows twitched. "If it was a quasi-saint, I might still be afraid of him, but you have only just entered the quasi-saint realm, it seems not good enough."
With a sneer, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Qian Shangli. A roar was heard, and the whole world was filled with surging blood and energy. The rules of death that followed were like bone-eating maggots, rushing straight to Qian Shangli's face.
"You old immortal, this is not the era you should appear in. Don't you know that the ancient times are no longer in existence?" Li Ge was very anxious when he saw Qian Shangli trapped. Their cultivation was indeed not as good as Ye Zun's, not to mention that Ye Zun was the most powerful person here.
He and Mo Qianxiao, the two who started later but arrived first, surrounded Ye Zun on the left and right, revealing his quasi-saint aura. Perhaps it was not impressive enough in their eyes, but the pressure contained in it was enough to shake any one of them.
"Dang!" Almost at the moment when Qian Shangli was trapped, the purgatory world collapsed, and endless violent energy rushed in all directions, causing Ye Zun's men to pause. But during this pause, Qian Shangli managed to escape by activating the rules of reincarnation.
At this moment, everyone looked towards the center of Purgatory, which had been blasted into chaos. The horrific damage caused by the combined efforts of the nine great powers had surpassed the sword skills of the peerless swordsman.
The place was filled with annihilation, earth, fire, water, wind, and countless decaying spirits of the gods and humans. It was extremely tragic, and there was no sign of life. Even the void was constantly collapsing and turning into chaos. If this attack had not been in Feng Qingyang's purgatory, and if he had not blocked it, I'm afraid the entire Tianxuan Ancient Star would have been pierced by it.
"Is it still there?" Tens of thousands of monks looked at the void ahead in fear. The void had collapsed beyond recognition, and the evolving chaotic energy was constantly devouring the void, causing the broken energy here to continue to expand.
There was no trace of water in the sea below. A huge, bottomless tiankeng appeared out of nowhere. It was vast and shocking. Nine quasi-saints and the most powerful ones joined forces and attacked with all their strength. How powerful were they
Mo Qianxiao lowered her head and cried, silently coming to the edge of Qian Shangli. Her fiery red dress was like a burning flame, but combined with her pitiful appearance, she almost looked heartbroken.
No matter who it is, no one can survive such a powerful magical attack. It surpasses the strongest secret of the peerless swordsman. Could it be that he is still alive
No one wanted to believe that Feng Qingyang was dead, but unfortunately the fact was right before their eyes. Even if they didn't believe it a thousand times, there would be ten thousand and one realities to make them believe it.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The void was shaking endlessly. At the highest point of the spiritual world, there were nine powerful beings who were staring straight at the battlefield below. There was no change in their expressions. If there was any change, it would be the Lord of the City of Sin and the Buddha Du'e. They frowned slightly, and although they quickly regained their composure, in fact, the sadness from before was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
"Is he dead?" someone asked. The Lord of Sin City looked at the person who asked the question with a complicated expression. A hint of dislike flashed across his deepest eyes, but in the end he just hid that disgust deep in his heart: "Maybe, but I believe he will be alive..."
"I believe it too." Du'e said, and the two looked at each other and smiled knowingly. However, this simple smile also came at a price.
Almost at the moment when the two men stopped smiling, their bodies shook violently, and then they both became weak at the same time. Their pale faces only made the sneers more obvious in the eyes of the others.
"If Heaven says someone must be killed, does that mean he still has a chance to resist?" A Saint asked. The Lord of the City of Sin just took a deep look at him and closed his eyes, not looking at him anymore.
"Life and death are determined by fate. I believe him. How can you and I, ants in the lower world, understand this thing called wisdom?"
"presumptuous!"
"Enough, the nine-nine kalpas are about to come, why are you still arguing?" The master of Duobao Pavilion shouted sternly. He was not targeting anyone, perhaps because they were all saints, the place fell silent again after he opened his mouth.
On the outskirts of the ancient star Tianxuan, there stood a long-haired woman with an unusually proud figure. Judging from her appearance, she was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but the aura she exuded was so terrifying that even a quasi-saint could not match it.
"It's not worth it to die like this. The third will of the spiritual world is just a form without a heart." She spoke lightly, looking deeply into the void that had not yet fully recovered, and added: "The standpoints of all living beings are nothing more than detached. Who is right and who is wrong will be judged by the public, isn't it?" After she finished speaking, she raised her head, staring directly at the sky, raised her lips and smiled, her stunning face seemed to make the heaven and earth shake.
"I believe you will survive. After all, you are the wise man in the eyes of those lunatics. I really want to understand what wisdom is."
…
Is he dead? Is he really dead this time
How is that possible? If he died, who would come to investigate the secret of the zombie curse? If he died, what would happen to the Nine Phoenixes who had been waiting for him? If he died, what would happen to the spirit world
Chaos evolved into extinction. Under this absolute death, who says there can be no life? Feng Qingyang emerged from the darkness, just as he said that year, in my world, there is only blood, only darkness, only coldness.
He walked out again, without his previous handsome face and jazzy demeanor, but only looked disheveled and tired, and he turned into a zombie.
It had a green face and fangs, and half of its body was almost blown off. The wound was so deep that the bone could be seen. It was shocking, and one could even directly see the beating heart inside the chest.
“Not dead!”
"He's really not dead!" Tens of thousands of ancient cultivators cried for joy. They didn't care about Feng Qingyang's current appearance, they only cared about his life and death. It could be said that the other party's life and death always touched their hearts.
"What, not dead yet?" Compared to their excitement, the many quasi-saints and extremely powerful people on the other side changed their expressions. If he is not dead yet, then what other ways are there to kill him
Feng Qingyang grinned at everyone and nodded. These lovely people, with their support, how could he possibly die