The void shook and a roar was heard.
The three-legged bronze tripod made its first turn, accompanied by the violent burning of the Heaven Burning Incense.
A force imperceptible to the naked eye spread out, and the appearance of this force caused the black-robed man to be fixed in mid-air in an instant. Even Feng Qingyang, the caster of the spell, was unable to move.
Hundreds of millions of monks roared, and their spirits were infused into the Burning Heaven Incense, which obviously activated something, driving it to burn violently and slowly approach the gate not far away.
First turn.
The spiritual world vibrated, and countless cracks visible to the naked eye appeared. Starting from the edge, they pushed towards the center at a terrifying speed. At the same time, those ancient and prehistoric monks who had not injected their souls.
The moment the cracks covered the Xiuzhen Star, it began to collapse without any warning. In an instant, the three-legged bronze tripod drained its vitality to maintain the burning of the Burning Heaven Incense. Half of the ancient and mid-century monks died. On the contrary, the bodies of the recent ancient monks who had been injected with souls were intact, as if they had not suffered any harm under the power that swept across the entire spiritual world.
After just the first rotation, the Burning Heaven Incense burned up half of the lifespans of all living beings. After the first rotation, those monks who had been injected with spirits woke up one after another.
They saw the previous scene clearly and felt happy in their hearts, but what followed was the sadness and sudden death of the monks. Although it was not the recent ancient times, they were also creatures of the spiritual world after all.
They didn't have the strength to push the three-legged bronze tripod to continue rotating, so the Burning Heaven Incense only flickered slightly, reducing by about one-fifth, and then returned to its previous lazy appearance.
The rumbling sound echoed in the void, and it seemed that it was accompanied by the sudden death of half of the living beings. It was an indescribable force. At the moment of their fall, a faint cold snort came from behind the gate.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, and he thought to himself, "The truth has been revealed." Then he stepped forward and rushed forward. He still had to go to a place, a starting point. Only when he got there could he get his own magic weapon.
The man in black robe behind was chasing Feng Qingyang relentlessly. Naturally, he would not let Feng Qingyang go today. Yes, he was one of the four ancient gods from the ancient times—Hou Zun.
Back then, he not only devoured the Heavenly Dao Qingshuang, but also devoured Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Emperor, who were also the four ancient gods. Otherwise, with his strength, he would not be able to shake the Heavenly Dao Will Qingshuang.
But even so, he is not invincible in the spiritual world, otherwise Feng Qingyang would not have appeared. He left the curse, in the final analysis, to exterminate the growth of later generations, but even so, the pervert Feng Qingyang still appeared.
"Xuanhuang Land, what exactly have you left behind?" Huo Zun said slowly. After he devoured the rest of the people, he had already reached the height of Pangu.
The reason why it has been dormant for three ages is because this is a fixed number. Only at this time will the spiritual world be the weakest, and there will be a chance to open it.
Feng Qingyang rushed forward regardless of everything and traveled thousands of miles away in an instant. His influence was reflected on the sky of the spiritual world, so that all living beings in all directions, no matter where they were, could clearly see his traces.
"Axe!"
After a long time, Feng Qingyang stopped at the outskirts of Xuanhuang Land and shouted loudly. With a loud bang, the entire Xuanhuang Land was shaking. A deafening roar appeared, and almost at the moment when these two words appeared,
A majestic aura appeared in the world again. This aura was so powerful that it was beyond words. Many living beings felt as if their bodies were about to explode just by feeling it. At the same time, an axe emitting an extremely black light appeared and was grabbed by Feng Qingyang.
"My skills are only cultivated to the Zombie Emperor realm, and you are also at the Zombie Emperor realm, aren't you? You devoured the bodies of the other ancient gods, Pangu, while I am practicing orthodox cultivation. Now that I have obtained Pangu's axe, let's see who is better."
Feng Qingyang gripped the axe and turned to look at the man in black robe who was standing behind him. He was nominally his ancestor, his nominal guide, but now, he was his enemy whom he was about to kill.
They share the same origin, they are all zombies, or in other words, Pangu is the true ancestor of the first generation of zombies.
The two of them stared at each other in the air without any extra words. The murderous intent in their eyes permeated and filled the entire space. There was no need to explain all this. They could only kill, kill thoroughly. Only in this way could they achieve balance and preserve the spiritual world.
He raised his hand and swung it forward, causing Pangu's Axe to draw a huge gully in the void. The starry sky collapsed, and the cultivation stars in the four directions exploded with a loud bang. The bright red magma scattered in the void, looking extremely terrifying and shocking.
Countless fragments were like blades blown by the strong wind, sweeping in all directions and cutting everything. This was a real collapse, an irreversible collapse, which seemed to have penetrated the instincts of the spiritual world. What's more, the spiritual world was already at its weakest moment
The black-robed man looked gloomily at Feng Qingyang's Pangu Axe and the oncoming storm. He swung his sleeves, his face suddenly filled with indifference, and said, "This is not over yet."
Under the sleeves, a strong wind blew, and after coming into contact with the storm, it was immediately wiped out in the sky, and no trace of its existence could be seen.
However, all this was just the beginning. Feng Qingyang did not stop his actions. All the magical powers returned to one, and all of them merged into his body, making his random attacks contain powerful damage.
"It looks like it will only take two days instead of three days." Feng Qingyang sneered. According to the memory he got from the golden light, the three-legged bronze tripod could originally rotate three times, but the strength of the creatures in the spiritual world was so weak that they could only push it to rotate once.
However, all this is enough. As long as the Burning Heaven Incense does not go out, and as long as their battle is completed under the watchful eyes of the master of the cave world, then all of this will be guided by the Burning Heaven Incense, and one of them who survives will be able to establish a connection with the Supreme God Realm.
Feng Qingyang raised his hand again and held up the Pangu Axe in his hand. After absorbing all the power, his whole body burst out with shocking momentum and launched an unprecedented explosion.
"Isn't it over yet?"
Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, he didn't want to delay any longer. The ancient monk lay weakly on the ground, looking at Feng Qingyang fighting with the black-robed man in the sky. Hope appeared in his eyes, and then he spat out blood and looked listless.
Feng Qingyang's face turned pale after he raised the axe. This axe was a magic weapon from Pangu, the great god of creation. Every time he used it, the amount of mana consumed was indescribable, almost enormous. Every time he swung it, he felt as if all his mana was about to be drained.