His strength meant that he was destined to not be so easy to deal with. Now Feng Qingyang was blocked by the power of heaven and suppressed in the sky, welcoming the Stone Emperor's golden sword with his original form.
Perhaps in the eyes of some people, just by transcending the tribulation, one can cause the powerful beings in the spiritual world to cut themselves with a sword and the real body to come in person. This is a great honor regardless of life or death.
Even if I die, it is an honor in defeat.
However, have they forgotten that a little zombie that can surpass all zombies from the lowest level of the cultivation world is itself an extremely perverted existence, transcending all zombies and above most levels of life. How can it be the kind of cabbage that can be killed at will
"Buzz buzz buzz..." Tremors again and again made Feng Qingyang like a zongzi. His body, which was originally relatively perfect in the void, was completely turned into a zongzi under the influence of Heavenly Power. Although they could not see the laws of Heavenly Power, everyone could feel that the void where Feng Qingyang was standing was reinforced with laws, and it was not on the same level as where they were standing.
"Even if I die, I cannot die in your hands. Who do you think you are?" Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said to himself that he had to fight hard. His body was bound by the laws of heaven like iron chains. Now, he could only fight hard and put all his strength into it. There would be no luck and no accidents. If he wanted to survive, he could only rely on himself.
The more this happened, the more he could not let his guard down. The Stone Emperor was approaching him, and he had no doubt that he would be intact without being seriously injured under this blow.
Even if he wanted to break free, the law that sealed him was still suppressing him like a mountain, not giving him a chance to breathe, not even leaving him the ability to fight back. It seemed that this imprisonment would last forever, and no matter what method he used, he could not break it.
He was furious, and beneath his seemingly anxious face, he hid a delicate heart.
He was not anxious, but the more he was in a hurry, the more it seemed as if God was targeting him. The laws came to the world, evolving into a vast doomsday scene, with Qilin, Qiongqi, and the nine descendants of the real dragon, with Taotie being the first to appear.
Countless terrifying killing auras, with the power of destruction, came to fight mercilessly, rolling up the wind and clouds. The heavy atmosphere made countless people despair. In their opinion, perhaps Feng Qingyang could not survive this disaster. Under the suppression of the power of heaven and the sweep of the Stone Emperor, it was like internal and external troubles. How could he have the strength to fight back? With a heavy heart, everyone looked at the void with complexity.
It seemed as if a huge world was crushing down on him. Feng Qingyang often used his magical powers to transform the huge world. He knew deeply how powerful it was. Now he had tasted this feeling directly. It was truly a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy.
"The heavens are on my side, which means you are destined to die here today." The Stone Emperor laughed loudly. It may be said that all this would happen in a flash, but in fact it all happened in a flash.
Feng Qingyang was suppressed, his body bound like a dumpling, or like a living target, with all his defenses stripped away, just waiting for him to be stabbed head-on and strangled to pieces. This accident was too unexpected, even to the point of surprising him. Since the Heavenly Dao wanted to kill Feng Qingyang, why did they let them take action
In the distance, everyone was even more stunned, almost in a daze. They didn't know what to do. If a living being wanted to kill Feng Qingyang, perhaps they could curse him in their hearts, or even take action to stop him. But now, it was not a living being that openly wanted to kill Feng Qingyang, but the way of heaven.
"Oh no, the situation has gotten worse and has evolved to this point." Qian Shangli said anxiously. At this moment, he suddenly realized how insignificant he was. If the gap was widened at the beginning, he could still accept it. After all, with his talent, there would always be a moment when he would catch up.
But he understood that no matter how powerful he was, he would never be as powerful as Feng Qingyang. When he was going through the tribulation, he could mobilize the power of heaven and the nine masters to take action. What kind of ability was that
“Perhaps, his glory can only stop here.” Since when, Body Master actually stood together with Fire Spirit King. They silently looked at Feng Qingyang in the sky. No one knew the bitterness in their hearts.
A few days ago, he was still able to compete with him, but in just a few days, there was a huge difference. What kind of gap was this? He couldn't estimate it. Perhaps they were no longer on the same level.
It is like the strength of an ant and the smallness of a baby. As a baby grows, perhaps it can only take slow steps in the first few years, but once it learns, it will be able to trample on ants at will.
Boom!
The Stone Emperor did not linger any longer. His body turned into a ray of golden light and flashed past, cutting Feng Qingyang in half. His body had not yet separated, and he seemed unaware of the murderous intent.
It was fast, too fast. Even Feng Qingyang had to admit it was fast.
That knife strike was indescribable and could only be explained by the fact that there was no solution. The Stone Emperor's expression remained unchanged. With a perverted excitement, he held the knife in both hands and crossed them again with a bang.
This time, it pierced through Feng Qingyang at the same speed, piercing his heart and cutting off his blood supply. He only needed one more blow, the last blow, to completely resolve the battle.
Gu Huang in the sky looked a little strange, and the master of Duobao Pavilion looked even more awkward. This Shi Huang was a saint after all, so why was he so crazy like a desperado? The mercenary spirit spread out without any reduction.
Ding!
The last knife was cut down perfectly and hit Feng Qingyang's skull hard. This time, it was not as smooth as chopping melons and vegetables as he expected, nor was it as smooth as chopping soft tofu.
Yes, it was just an extremely powerful recoil force, which was so strong that it almost made his hands numb, and the golden knife almost flew out of his hands. Feng Qingyang raised his head, his eyes were bright, and the bloodthirsty light was staring at him.
Although he didn't say anything, his smile represented everything. A rosy glow appeared above his head, green and fragrant, and countless phantoms flashed by.
This is his pride. He can bleed, break bones, and even be shattered into pieces, but he cannot lose his dignity. His head is his pride and the most powerful part of his body.
Here is his soul, his feelings, his secrets, and his lingering ties. This is his weak spot and his strongest place of defense.
"Cut off my head?" Feng Qingyang said word by word. He suddenly moved. A powerful force surged out of his body from somewhere, making him as violent as thunder. He waved his hand to tear the sky and earth apart and break the chains of the Heavenly Power Law that trapped him.
The broken body disappeared in a flash, and was reassembled almost before it was completely separated. He was immortal, and as he said, no one could kill him.