He is so domineering that he alone is enough to crush all the heavens and worlds.
How strong
He was overwhelming, looking at Ye Zun and the others calmly, without any emotion. His calmness contained a solemn look. No one dared to look him in the face with just a glance.
"If this continues, we will all be killed." A quasi-saint powerful person spoke. He was terrified and almost scared to death by Feng Qingyang.
The original unstoppable momentum and the united morale had not yet fully erupted before they were crushed by Feng Qingyang alone. He... was really so powerful, even to the point where it was unpredictable.
As soon as these words were spoken, the countless quasi-saints and great powers present at the scene all gasped. They had not paid close attention to this issue before, but now it seems that it is indeed the case.
The number of quasi-saints who died at Feng Qingyang's hands was almost ten, and this was just within a few days. Never in history had so many powerful men died at one time.
This... was destined not to be an ordinary day, and it was also destined to be the dark world of the quasi-saints. Feng Qingyang's face was pale. When his wounds recovered, he turned into a human again. Although the zombie body had the strongest combat power, he believed from beginning to end that he was a human.
The loss of life is like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled by anything. He is burning his essence, blood and potential. This battle is a fight to the death. He cannot lose. Once he loses, he will be completely finished. His life does not belong to him alone, but to all the ancient cultivators. In other words, as long as he does not die, he can save the lives of the spiritual world and billions of souls.
No matter whether it was in ancient times, medieval times, or modern times, if Feng Qingyang had not been constantly devouring the souls of the quasi-saints, he would have believed that he would die in a moment.
Anyone could see that Feng Qingyang was sick at the moment, but they didn't know how many lives would have to be sacrificed, nor did they know who would be the next to die before Feng Qingyang would be completely exhausted.
He faced the unrivaled overlord alone, and killed so many people under the enemy's group attack. The blood dyed the sky red and soaked the void. His power was almost deeply engraved in everyone's soul.
The originally boundless blue sea was also turned into ashes during the battle, leaving behind this bottomless sinkhole with a purgatory-like atmosphere. Just a subconscious glance at it made one feel as if there were lurking prehistoric beasts in it, ready to appear at any time and devour one's soul.
At this moment, even Ye Zun was shaken by this sentence. She was not sure that she could kill the opponent with one blow. If she failed to kill him, then the powerful person beside them would definitely die.
Repeated failures and the constant slaughter of quasi-saints by Feng Qingyang have gradually made them lose confidence. They don't know how to make the other party despair.
The original number of people seemed so ridiculous now. Even if they attacked in groups, they were still defeated one by one by Feng Qingyang. Anyone who came into contact with him alone was killed. Not only did their bodies collapse, but even their souls could not escape becoming the opponent's meal.
This is a picture that will never be forgotten. This handsome young man, known as the Third Will of the Spirit World, has been practicing as the lowest zombie until now. He has suppressed the ages and defeated the pride of many times. He can be said to be the well-deserved number one in the world.
He was extraordinary, standing in the void, dressed in clothes whiter than snow, and he intimidated the super powers from three eras. No one dared to attack him easily, because they knew that once they attacked, it would bring about a bloody massacre. Perhaps Feng Qingyang would die, but at the same time, someone among them would also die under the madness of the other.
Tens of thousands of people held their breath. The ups and downs here made their hearts challenge the limits again and again. At this moment, the situation was once again deadlocked. No one spoke. Only endless flesh, blood and bone powder floated in the void, like a heavy rain, dripping in the invincible abyss.
I'm afraid no one could have imagined this result. The opponent was just one person, but he challenged the top masters of three eras alone, and crushed everyone with unprecedented invincibility.
"Qingyang!" Qian Shangli suddenly felt a little emotional. He collected all the rules of reincarnation and looked deeply at Feng Qingyang who was not far from him. Suddenly, the words of the Lord of Sin City appeared in his mind again.
"Shangli, if you want to go higher and have a broader world, you can only become his protector."
"Now you don't need our protection at all. You have already truly stood tall and proud." These words slowly appeared in his heart, and he suddenly felt his blood boiling. Perhaps his choice was not wrong. With such a junior brother, how could he not succeed
Compared with the monks of other times, the monks of ancient times were both excited and worried. Looking at Feng Qingyang in white clothes, they were really afraid that he would suddenly fall down.
"One person is fighting for world domination. He already has the attitude of ruling the world. No one can sully his will. He is a mountain standing in the way of all the geniuses, preventing them from reaching the highest realm."
"Don't you really feel ashamed?" Suddenly, a domineering voice came from the void, and a gorgeous halo descended from the sky. The leader crossed the void, and countless strange visions evolved behind him. His long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders. His figure was abnormally tall, almost two heads taller than Feng Qingyang.
Behind him, three powerful beings appeared again one after another. Although they did not exude the same aura as him, they were not far behind.
"Body Master, it's Body Master! The Body Master of Tyrant Star is here."
When people from all directions heard this, they were all shocked. Ti Zun actually came. The cultivators led by the Middle Ages all cheered loudly. No matter whether they belonged to the power of Baxing or not, the other party represented the face of the Middle Ages after all.
Now, I am afraid that he is the only one who can compete with Feng Qingyang, or suppress him. Moreover, the three powerful beings following him are also geniuses of the demon level in the ancient times.
Body Master alone is capable of blowing up a main star. The strength of his physical body has surpassed everyone's comprehension. Some people have even compared him with Feng Qingyang to see whose physical body is stronger.
He walked out from the void step by step, and the earth trembled with every step he took. The ancient monks in all directions suddenly felt a powerful oppressive force that made their knees weak and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.
Boom!
When the two were less than a hundred steps apart, Ti Zun's aura changed again, and it seemed that he was ready to kill Feng Qingyang.