Yes, the Nine Phoenixes haven’t even been found, how can I die so easily
Under the great catastrophe, Feng Qingyang roared, his body was reorganizing, and his bones became even darker under the thunder. With the help of the Green Lotus of Creation, he was reborn in the world once again.
"Nothing can be broken," Feng Qingyang was fighting desperately. No matter what the cost, he wanted to become a true emperor. Only in this way could he laugh at the world and be invincible.
However, is the wrath of heaven so simple? The might of this newly transformed heavenly dharma is much stronger than the original one in terms of both destructive power and suppressive force.
Especially at the moment of formation, with just one palm, Feng Qingyang was beaten into dregs. What kind of great power is this? The heavenly way was in turmoil, and the pressure it exuded was even more terrifying. After the suppression, the void was shattered and turned into endless chaotic energy. This kind of aura, no matter who felt it, would tremble in the soul. It was really too terrifying.
Under this pressure, semi-saints and quasi-saints would be easily turned into slag and reduced to ashes. Moreover, the six paths of the spiritual world are now in collapse, and once they fall, they will never be able to reincarnate again.
Feng Qingyang was like a small boat in a storm, drifting with the waves. He was hit again and again by the violent thunder, reaching the top of the wind and waves. He rode the wind and waves, trying to use this power to break through the Tao rhyme in the sky.
However, the moment he stood up, myriad forces rose and fell, wind, thunder, rain, and lightning flashed, suppressing him again and again, and sometimes even blew up his body.
Blood was splattered in the sky and flowed on the road, and everyone in the surroundings gasped. Some female monks even couldn't bear to look at it. This scene would horrify anyone who saw it.
After all, what kind of trauma is it to have one's body blasted and flesh shattered by the Heavenly Dao time and time again? If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have died long ago. Only he, a pervert like him, could constantly reorganize under such suppression and survive against the will of Heaven.
He was indomitable and kept attacking the avenue in the sky, while the Dantian world in his body was unable to extricate itself from copying and consuming the power of the three thousand avenues in the outside world.
This is his amazing ability. No one knows that Feng Qingyang not only possesses the power of the world, but also the power to copy the way of heaven. Perhaps only the woman from the Nine Yin Realm who is hiding in the dark not far away knows all this.
Her eyes were somewhat complicated, and she clearly had some regrets, but in this deep vortex, there was also a hint of complacency: "After all, I do regret giving you this treasure."
"This sky, this road, I will make you rise and fall forever under my command, Feng Qingyang," he roared again. His tone seemed a little crazy, but also a little unique. His vast voice resounded throughout the universe, shaking the heavens and all worlds.
Whether at the edge of the spiritual world or in the secret realm, one could clearly hear what Feng Qingyang said at this moment. He punched one after another, and the big world emerged under his fists, fighting against the Heavenly Dao Dharma in the sky, constantly breaking them up, causing the thunder under the Ten Thousand Daos to tremble constantly, as if it would collapse at any time.
Feng Qingyang's expression was shaken, and he became crazy. At this point, he had no way out, and no other choice. He knew what he had to face now.
That was the will of heaven that was about to awaken. Under the shaking of his fist, it began to awaken. Perhaps that moment was the final decision. The disaster he encountered now was only the prelude to his disaster as an emperor.
Suddenly, perhaps they felt Feng Qingyang's will. They were still frightened, or perhaps their souls were shaken by this perception.
What is the strongest? Is the strongest the strongest? Wrong, that kind of self is just a turtle shell, and the real strength comes from the inside out.
Inner strength and firm will, this is the real strength. Only in this way can one be indestructible and have an eternal golden body. At this moment, although Feng Qingyang's body was shattered under the bombardment of thousands of attacks, in fact, he himself was also changing rapidly.
It is getting stronger and stronger, almost to the point of being terrifying. If we talk about his current physical body and blood, according to the classification of zombies, he has almost reached the strongest zombie body in history.
With the body of a king, he resisted all the ways. Who could compete with him, the strongest zombie in history? He laughed grimly, as if he could not see the Dharma image on the sky becoming clearer and clearer. All he knew was to keep attacking until he could destroy the Dharma image of the Heavenly Dao, until he completely broke through the calamity of the emperor.
Boom!
Suddenly, the Dantian world began to vibrate. Feng Qingyang was trying to do two things at once and separated a part of his mind to enter the Dantian world. It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it, but when he looked at it this time, he was actually shocked.
Is this still man-made? The transformation of the Dantian world has almost reached a terrifying level. At this time, the power of the Heavenly Dao copied has reached 10%.
This has brought about a whole new change in the Dantian world's strong endurance. This is not only due to its own strength, but also comes from the support of the Great Dao, although the spiritual world was destroyed after being controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
But its existence itself contains a certain truth. It created the world and gave birth to all living things. Isn't this a kind of growth? Or is it a transformation, a transformation of the level of life
The original boundary bead and the heart of the world merged, turning the Dantian world into a world that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Feng Qingyang.
He can control it, but cannot suppress its growth. He can mobilize its power, but cannot change its rules at will. It seems that it has its own consciousness.
"Is it you?" Feng Qingyang underestimated, and her soul sank, staring straight up at the sky, looking at the Qingshuang Will covered by countless green halos. It has been a long time since their fusion.
Apart from the outward brilliance, there seemed to be nothing else, and now, the vibration of the Dantian world seemed to have grown from a small beginning, causing him to feel a little bit.
Although he didn't stare at the Dantian world all the time, it was within his body after all. That feeling made his soul gain a whole new strength.
His will, soul, body, blood, and world have all reached a new level of perfection, or even the peak. After retracting his soul from the dust, he looked up at the sky.
At this time, the Heavenly Dao Dharma Image had already condensed half of its body, and the pressure it spread was almost beyond his imagination. The cultivators from all directions stared at this strange sight with their eyes wide open, looking at it in disbelief, as if they were seeing it for the first time.
"My fist," Feng Qingyang murmured, raised his head, his eyes focused on the sky, locked on the Dharma image of Heaven. At that moment, his will suddenly erupted in an unprecedented state.