He shouted loudly, and then walked down from the clouds with a sword.
The four statues that appeared, although they were only the images of the Holy Lord, when they stood together, the invisible domineering aura that spread out almost made it difficult for the people in all directions to breathe.
Even Feng Qingyang took a deep breath. Just a Saint Venerable's Dharma image was enough to suppress the world and become the super overlord of the spiritual world. He was also a super existence that could defeat all the geniuses and had no rivals.
And now, four of them have come together, do they still have shame? For a moment, Feng Qingyang also thought of this, but he finally held back and didn't say anything. Although he despised those latecomers, wasn't his master among them? He had to save some face for him, otherwise his fellow disciples would tear him alive and roast him.
If there were two statues that appeared at first, people might be able to accept it, but now four statues have appeared in succession. Isn't it clear that they are going to gang up on Feng Qingyang? If so, wouldn't it cut off his path to becoming a great emperor
Although the other party was an extremely powerful Saint, under the eyes of hundreds of millions of creatures, there were still people who were full of murmurs that the other party was shameless. Even though they cut themselves with a sword to suppress their cultivation, these murmurs were still clearly heard by them.
The Lord of the City of Sin didn't think too much about it, as he already had his own plans. The fat man following him shrugged indifferently, as if it was none of his business.
The two who came later seemed a little unhappy. Not just unhappy, they were almost going berserk. Even though they had the heart of a Saint, they still felt their faces burning under this naked humiliation.
"What a joke! How can the Heavenly Tribulation be a joke? If it weren't for the power of the Great Tribulation requiring us to send down our Dharma bodies, under normal circumstances, I would only need one finger to easily crush you to death, and it would be a very tragic death, without giving you the slightest chance to fight back."
Feng Qingyang didn't care, but these tens of thousands of cultivators were shocked. Yes, it seemed that their mentality had been distorted by Feng Qingyang's continuous battles.
After all, this is part of Feng Qingyang's imperial calamity. No matter whether they are one-on-one or many-on-one, it is within the scope of the calamity. Who stipulates that it must be one-on-one
At the very beginning, they underestimated Feng Qingyang. If they continue to underestimate him now, they will probably suffer a great loss.
"Qingyang, do you want your master to help you?" Perhaps seeing through Feng Qingyang's thoughts, the Lord of the City of Sin, who was standing a hundred feet away, said softly.
His eyes were full of kindness. Even though he was now controlled by the laws of nature and had no control over his own destiny, he still showed concern. This is what the saying goes: Once a teacher, always a father.
As soon as he said this, the faces of the people around him changed at the same time. What was he talking about? Now that it was four to one, they still saw hope of winning, but if the Lord of the City of Sin really disintegrated into Taoism without fighting, then they would completely lose the chance of survival.
They have nothing to do with Feng Qingyang. If they want to survive, they can only rely on themselves. Who says that they have to be open-minded when no one is around? On the brink of life and death, only staying alive is everything.
Feng Qingyang was silent for a while, and finally shook his head. He stopped thinking about it. Although he hoped so, if that was really the case, then would his calamity still be a calamity
"I want to have a complete catastrophe. Only in this way can I prove my Dao. Although I have never failed in my cultivation, I have also experienced countless battles... Master, I think you understand me..."
In just one sentence, billions of cultivators in the spiritual world were filled with blood boiling. Yes, only in this way can one be considered a truly top-notch power. A strong person naturally does not need to take shortcuts. Facing things with domineering attitude is the true heart of a strong person.
"Then it's as you wish." The Lord of the City of Sin didn't say much. After Feng Qingyang refused, his expression changed from kindness to murderousness. Since he had chosen to fight, there was no need to show mercy.
The four of them spread out with a roar, surrounding Feng Qingyang. As the battle began, billions of lives held their breath. The huge power of faith, like a tide, continuously impacted Feng Qingyang, laying a solid foundation for his undefeated belief.
"We can only survive if you live. If you die, we won't have to live anymore."
The simplest words often reveal the most sincere thoughts. Feng Qingyang nodded. He felt everyone's thoughts. He wanted to live, so - "Your Dharma bodies must all die. Only in this way can billions of lives continue to exist."
"Then fight!"
"war!"
Feng Qingyang's whole body burst with momentum. He became braver and braver as the battle went on. He was invincible. The constant fighting gave him an overwhelming domineering aura that dominated the world.
Although he has been suppressed by the power of heaven, compared to how powerful he is now, these seem insignificant. Since it doesn't hurt his body, why should he be afraid of it
“Buzz!”
The Green Lotus of Creation swayed, and the endless purple light in the sky behind Feng Qingyang turned into green light in an instant. The energy of creation, the pinnacle, and the powerful attitude of changing one's destiny against the will of heaven made Feng Qingyang look like a fighting maniac from the supreme realm of gods.
Even the fighting method of the Holy Prince would be inferior to his.
As it swayed, it burst into a dazzling green color. Not only that, but it also emanated an ancient and vicissitudes of life soul-moving sound, making it appear mysterious and powerful.
On the lotus leaves, the patterns that appeared due to the rhythm of Tao were like blooming flowers, emitting a halo, like a blue sun hanging out, and the whole body looked jade-like and delicate.
If you look deeply, you will definitely find that the energy of creation that appears in it has begun to transform into countless birds, beasts, insects and fish. Even the sun, moon and stars, the thirty-six heavenly generals and the seventy-two earthly evil spirits are constantly flashing in it. In the center of the lotus leaf, the energy of creation is surging continuously.
"Is this, could it be that the Green Lotus of Creation has also broken through?" Billions of living beings were stunned, and the Saints who were blocking the four directions, including the Lord of the City of Sin, all blinked in disbelief and swallowed their saliva. If this was true, then it would be troublesome.
Qian Shangli and a few others couldn't help but retreat backwards to protect the most seriously injured junior brother and avoid unnecessary accidents.
Feng Qingyang was floating in the Green Lotus of Creation. The flashing aura of creation was a little hazy, so that his figure could only be vaguely seen in it. If you didn't look carefully, you would almost feel that he had completely merged into the world.
In fact, at this moment, he was controlling the Green Lotus of Creation and had already deployed his full strength, waiting for the final battle. As long as he could kill all the remaining ones, then... two-thirds of the Emperor's Tribulation would be completed.