Boom!
Feng Qingyang broke through the ancient star and appeared.
However, what shocked everyone was that he looked completely different from before.
His clothes were whiter than snow, his long hair was fluttering, and his eyes were as bright as stars, revealing a deep feeling as they spun.
"This is." Qian Shangli frowned. Others might not see anything, but as the other party's senior brother, how could he not know the changes that had occurred at this time
He raised his hand and pressed lightly at the ancient star that Feng Qingyang had sunk into. A ray of power that could see through the mysteries of heaven instantly returned: "The soul has left the body. Junior brother is risking his life!"
“Boom!”
Feng Qingyang punched out like a dragon, with unstoppable force, and transformed himself into a gigantic prehistoric beast, as huge as a hundred feet, with unparalleled murderous intent and soaring fighting spirit. His shouts shattered the heaven and earth and directly shattered an ancient star. The domineering power contained in this was beyond words, and it could only be said to be extremely against the will of heaven.
The violent bombardment intertwined ten times in a blink of an eye, forcing Xuan Zun to retreat continuously, with golden blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. She was very powerful and could even crush Feng Qingyang.
"Junior brother, are you tempering your soul? But if your soul is away from your body for too long, isn't he afraid that someone will take advantage of it? And as time goes on, the heavens will hinder the harmony between your body and soul."
Li Ge said in a deep voice. Qian Shangli turned around and looked at Li Ge. They both saw each other's worries. After a moment, the two seemed to have made a decision together in an instant.
With a roar, he led Mo Qianxiao and others to the ancient star that Feng Qingyang had entered before and sealed it off. After about half a day, someone finally noticed that something was wrong.
Because at this time, even though Feng Qingyang was bombarded by Xuan Zun, his body did not collapse. It was just shaking and twisting, and even a little transparent, as if his body was about to be shattered.
"That is, Feng Qingyang's soul has separated from his body." Finally, the cultivators of the three eras saw the clue. Almost at the moment when the clue appeared, the Fire Spirit King and the Body Lord led countless strong men and headed straight for the ancient cultivation star.
Feng Qingyang's body now has only a faint consciousness connected to his soul. His magic power is empty, having been taken away by his soul, and is full of wounds. He is constantly being roasted over and over by the scorching magma in the core of the Xiuzhen Star.
Now I have to rely on the last bit of soul to hold me together. I feel like I might lose contact at any time. If I don't pay attention, someone else will take over my position and I will be completely destroyed.
"Qing Yang."
"Junior brother," Gai Jiuyou and the Holy Prince raised their eyebrows and were furious. These heartless people actually took this opportunity to seize Feng Qingyang's body. Several people stood together to guard Feng Qingyang's body.
Qian Shangli's reincarnation road rises and falls, Li Ge's green steel sword stirs the void, the yin and yang energies keep spinning, and Mo Qianxiao transforms into an unparalleled beauty and dances the dance of burying the sky.
The remaining few people looked at each other, their minds connected. The big cauldron was suspended in the air to suppress it, and the light curtain wrapped around Feng Qingyang's body, which was bound to withstand the war that was about to break out and destroy the last wisp of his soul.
"Damn bastards, if I had the cultivation level of my junior brother, I would trample them to death one by one." Jiuqiu has a hot temper. His cultivation level is neither good nor bad. He can be considered a top genius, but after all, he has not yet achieved perfection. Compared with these heaven-defying existences, there is still a long way to go. He can only take on the task of protection. It seems that he has retreated to the second line, but in fact, the risks they face are also extremely huge.
"So you are fighting me with your soul." Xuan Zun laughed wildly, his red hair fluttering in the wind, just like Medusa, with thousands of snakes pouring out, covering the sky and the earth, frightening the world.
She knew that although Feng Qingyang was extremely powerful and invincible in this state and would not be injured, he was not invincible after all. He could not last too long. Moreover, once the other party's consciousness was cut off, he would die immediately.
"I will make sure you die without a burial place." Xuan Zun said, raising his hand and drawing a circle in the air. A ten-foot-sized pillar of light appeared out of thin air and enveloped the cultivators heading for the ancient star. Almost at the moment of covering them, it was as if they had a pair of wings, and they became much faster out of thin air.
Qian Shangli roared and took a step forward. The rules of reincarnation strangled him in an instant. He was the only one who could compete with Fire Spirit King and others. Even if he was alone, he would not be afraid.
A real man is born in heaven and earth, and he should stand tall in heaven and earth. The rules of reincarnation strangle the heavens. Those quasi-saints who hid in the void and wanted to launch a sneak attack all fell with screams, blood flowed like a river, and the rules of the Tao flew everywhere.
Li Ge turned into a ray of brilliant light, submerged in the waves of tens of thousands of cultivators. He was not the strongest, but he was able to unleash the strongest combat power. They were all unique existences in the spiritual world, chosen by the Lord of the City of Sin to be disciples, to cultivate their demonic nature and forge their heaven-defying will.
Li Ge was crazy. Wherever he passed, broken limbs and flesh flew everywhere. It was like a meat grinder, almost turning into a sharp knife, piercing directly into the opponent's heart.
Mo Qianxiao performed the Sky Burying Dance, performing an act of extreme sorrow. Demons danced wildly, and countless demons evolved under her rules, transforming into a mighty army, rushing forward continuously, using their endless waves to ease the onslaught of the monks.
"Your good disciples are truly top-notch. Although their cultivation is not very strong now, once they achieve great success, they will all be able to transcend the ordinary and become saints, and change their fate."
Du'e looked at the Lord of the City of Sin who was smiling silently, and his tone seemed a little calculating. He was the youngest saint in modern times, and thanks to Feng Qingyang, he did not have any disciples.
Looking at other Saints, among the billions of living beings in the spiritual world today, which one did not come from the Saint World? They have hundreds of millions of disciples, which are almost impossible to count. They are of the same lineage and have a long history. From this huge base, countless extremely powerful disciples were born.
There are some anomalies among them, like the lord of the city of sin. He has only a few disciples, and each of them is not unique in the world, but a one-of-a-kind freak.
There is no intrigue, only mutual respect and appreciation, even at the cost of one's life.
The city lord nodded proudly, and he seemed somewhat proud in his heart. No matter what, he had not made a mistake in accepting any of these disciples. Moreover, he had forced Feng Qingyang, who was destined to be his disciple, to go against the will of heaven. This was perhaps the most correct decision in his life, at least in his opinion.
"If I had such disciples, even if I died, I would die without regrets." Duobao Saint on the side also said, thinking back to the forces under his command, although they were powerful and flourished all over the spiritual world, and even had their inheritance in the lower world of cultivation, but what could they do
"Kill!" Feng Qingyang didn't care...