The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 113: 113 swept the audition battlefield

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If he could create such a powerful movement with just his physical strength without using any magic power, then what if he also used magic power...

Everyone didn't dare to imagine and just stared at Feng Qingyang blankly.

The scene became quiet for a moment, and the only sound in the darkness was the rapid heartbeats of everyone.

Feng Qingyang looked around at everyone, his pair of captivating eyes seemed to sparkle with brilliance.

"Of course, we share the good times and the bad times!" He said it first, and then the crowd also began to echo him.

"Follow the Red Devil till death!"

"We share the good times and the bad times together!"

Their shouts echoed in the valley.

Feng Qingyang nodded with satisfaction, looking at the blood moon in the sky with an evil smile on his lips!

"Get rich before!"

As he said this, he led everyone to plunder all the belongings from the Taixuan Sect disciples. Even their Taoist robes were pulled off by some of the Three Cultivators.

Finally, Feng Qingyang snapped his fingers and a fire talisman jumped out.

boom!

The fire burned, and the flames shot up into the sky, shining on his face, making him look particularly hideous. But if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of pain hidden in that hideousness.

"Xiaozhu... did you see that? I'm avenging you!"

At this point, Feng Qingyang already had one hundred and twenty cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and an extremely powerful Zhang Kui in the middle stage of foundation building.

In this audition battlefield full of conspiracies, he already has the capital to stand out from the crowd.

The next day, Feng Qingyang led the 120 people he had recruited and marched out in a high-profile manner in the audition battlefield, sweeping in all directions.

"Who is from Taixuan Sect, Xiaoyao Sect? Who is from a big sect?"

This sentence has become so terrifying in the audition battlefield. As long as you hear this sentence, no matter how strong you are or how fast you run, you will be slapped down by an oversized hand.

"Do you have any courage, disciples of the sect? Follow me, independent cultivators!"

Wherever Feng Qingyang arrived at a place, he would use his eloquence and his powerful strength to suppress countless independent cultivators one by one.

In just half a day, he had more than a thousand independent cultivators following him.

These one thousand people accounted for almost one third of the independent cultivators. They flew past in a mighty force, creating a spectacular sight.

"Are there any people from any big sects among you?"

"They are!"

"Go ahead! Make a fortune!"

Before Feng Qingyang could make a move, the thousand people behind him rushed forward, howling.

Magical weapons were flying everywhere and screams were heard one after another.

"Huh? What's flying towards me?"

Feng Qingyang's eyes blurred and he reached out to grab it.

"A broken leg? Which unfortunate fellow's?"

He scoffed and threw it away.

Seeing the people below enjoying the fight, he suddenly felt heroic in his heart, and his magic power circulated throughout his body, smashing into the ground like a meteorite.

"The Red Devil is mighty! The Red Devil is invincible!"

"What the hell are you yelling about? Hurry up and collect the spiritual stones and magic weapons!"

"roar!"

There were continuous screams, and that group of people were like people who were madly inspired. Wherever they passed, they were like a swarm of locusts, leaving no trace, not even a single hair behind.

The battlefield of the audition...

In a basin where five hundred people gathered, a huge defensive light curtain was opened, and in the center stood a man, an extremely handsome man.

His feet were slightly off the ground, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by the dirt under his feet.

His face was calm, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was smiling in some kind of alternative evil smile.

In contrast, the people around him were all pale and trembling like sieves.

"Senior Brother Lu, the Red Devil will be here in less than half an hour!" someone in the crowd spoke tremblingly.

In this short period of time, the name of the Red Devil spread throughout the entire audition battlefield. Some people said he was a money-grubber, while others said he was a locust.

Because wherever they passed, there were corpses everywhere and the ground was dug three feet deep. All the people from the big sects were either burned to death or left exposed in the wilderness with only a piece of cloth to cover their bodies.

"What are you afraid of!" Lu Xun's expression remained unchanged, but in fact he was extremely gloomy inside. According to the news, the Red Devil specifically killed people from large sects and schools, and people from Taixuan Sect and Xiaoyao Sect suffered the most casualties. Even their corpses were burned by the fire talisman thrown out by the Red Devil from Maoshan.

Boom!

At this time, a loud explosion was heard in the sky. The faces of the monks inside the rain cover changed and their bodies suddenly tensed up.

"Here they come! The Red Devil is coming!" The crowd began to riot, and some timid people were even ready to run away comfortably.

Suddenly, a black dot appeared at the end of the sky, and then turned into a black cloud. When getting closer, I found that the black cloud was full of people, floating in the air. Each of them looked crazy and looked at the people below with golden eyes.

"Red Devil! Lu Xun, the number one person in Taixuan, is here. How about we kill him in another place?"

Zhang Kui beside Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, although he was in the middle stage of foundation building, it was only after he exhausted all his efforts that he managed to break through. Facing cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, he could look down on them, but if he faced the talented disciples in those big sects, he was far behind.

"Change place? Isn't he the first person in Taixuan?"

Feng Qingyang grinned arrogantly, and saw Lu Xun looking up at him. Their eyes met in the air, and bursts of violent sparks were immediately released.

Feng Qingyang groaned, thinking to himself that he was very strong, so his magic power surged, and 'copper skin and iron bones' covered his whole body. His body shook, and the crescent-shaped shirt on his body shattered in an instant, revealing the black armor with a devilish aura inside. This armor was formed by 'copper skin and iron bones'.

"Lu Xun! Dare to fight me!"

He roared, and at the same time, murderous intent burst out and immediately soared into the sky.

He spun 360 degrees in the air and put his hands together as if to open the sky.

“Breaking the sky!”

He swung his hands down, and the original strength of a hundred thousand pounds in his body increased several times with the blessing of magic power. A visible air wave condensed into a palm and slammed down.

Boom!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and it seemed as if it would split in two with this swing. The thin light curtain below had no strength to struggle under the air wave and shattered like glass.

As the light curtain shattered, the crowd exploded, and the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building were flying around with disheveled hair and dirty faces under this powerful pressure.

Just as the palm was about to chop down, Lu Xun below suddenly glared.

A ray of golden light shot out, and at the same time, his physical temperament also underwent a drastic change at this moment. He, who originally looked like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, at this moment burst out with absolute majesty.

He looked solemn, and behind him there appeared scenes of brilliant light, as if praising him.

With his long hair flying, he slowly rose into the air!

"Spirit! He is a spirit!" someone exclaimed from behind!

The light that flashed from his eyes was like a sharp sword, and with a loud bang, Jiang Feng Qingyang's condensed palm was split into two halves.

At this moment, he is like the Son of God walking in the world, and all life in the world must worship him.

"Spirit? So what if it's a spirit? How noble is he compared to my zombie body? Watch me beat him to a pulp!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, and the people around him who were waiting solemnly almost fell down after hearing his words!

"Lu Xun! Give me your life now!"