For the people of the four true realms, reshaping the world undoubtedly injected them with a new vitality and hope.
But to the owner of this place, this was undoubtedly a heavy trauma. His cave world was plundered, causing his realm to become unstable and he could fall back to an ancient god from a heavenly god at any time.
The cave master, who was transformed by spiritual consciousness, stood at the edge of the gate, staring at Feng Qingyang, looking at the four slowly rotating real worlds, and the divine list that covered everything, a trace of fear revealed in the deepest part of his eyes.
If the original body were here, he could easily kill him, but now, only a wisp of his consciousness entered this place, and there is a barrier between the cave world and the supreme divine realm.
Unless his consciousness is destroyed at this moment, otherwise, this body will not be able to feel any changes occurring here at this moment. Although he is the master of this place, now, because of Feng Qingyang, the connection between the two worlds has been completely cut off.
"His power has not reached that of an ancient god. He has only just entered the Hedao realm (that is, the realm of the emperor), but his own strength is comparable to that of an ancient god. This person is unfathomable. Could he be the reincarnation of the divine consciousness that forcibly broke into my world countless years ago?"
He secretly spied on Feng Qingyang, and his heart was filled with huge waves. Not to mention that Feng Qingyang made him afraid at this time, but there was also a person beside him who was very familiar to him.
"Back then, this person broke out of my world, and I am still a joke to this day." He pondered and removed the mist from his body, revealing his true appearance.
He had thick eyebrows and narrow almond-shaped eyes, which made him look a little mean. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, which made him look weird and peculiar. He looked at Feng Qingyang curiously, but at the same time, the other party was also looking at him.
"What do you want?"
Feng Qingyang took a step forward and took control of the God List. The entire four great realms were shaking violently. He did not retreat, but his imposing aura like a rainbow made the owner of the cave residence stunned.
He felt a powerful force gathering rapidly, which even surpassed the strength he already had at the moment. If he added more momentum, his body would collapse under this momentum without him having to fight.
This was his pressure, the power of the Supreme Emperor, unprecedented, the pinnacle of super pressure, causing the void in all directions to tremble violently. Billions of living beings below, however, reached out their hands to each other at this moment, and the pure reverence in their hearts almost reached its peak.
The owner of the cave world choked and suddenly took a step back. It was not because he was frightened, but because the aura was too powerful. Was this still the cave ant he remembered
"If you want to destroy the four true realms, you have to step over my dead body." Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, with boundless ambition, and at the same time he pointed forward with one hand.
With this finger, the God List rotated, releasing a tremendous pressure. An earth-shaking whistling sound spread out from it. Under the whistling sound, billions of heroic spirits contained within it activated their most powerful magic power, and the vortex formed by it enveloped the sky and approached the owner of the cave world in front.
As the God List came out, billions of heroic spirits roared, the starry sky trembled, the four true realms were running madly, and the aura that was shaken was shocking. There was even an aura that subverted everything spreading from the God List.
This list of gods not only integrates all the rare treasures in the world, but also integrates the rules of the newborn world. It is extremely powerful and awe-inspiring. The list of gods is not only a magic weapon, but also represents the rules of heaven and earth here.
He had no consciousness, but he had a soul. Qingshuang was sitting inside, staring at him hungrily. As long as Feng Qingyang had a thought, he could send down tremendous power to strangle him.
"We have to test his strength, or at least let me know it." The owner of the cave world murmured, looking at Feng Qingyang with his hair and beard standing tall, and memorized his appearance deeply in his mind.
"I remember you, you who walked out of the Second Era, and now, I still have you." After counting to this point, he suddenly thought of something and took another step back, almost sticking to the door.
"Even if you can take over my cave world, do you think you can really get out of here? The aura and laws of the Supreme God Realm will repel all the cave creatures. If Pangu had not been blessed by the Shinto Sect by chance, he would have fallen long ago."
He roared and raised his hand to make a gesture, and the aura from another world spread out.
Boom!
A huge spear appeared. The spear had seven colors, and the interweaving of them was like a rainbow of reincarnation. The sky shook, and the seven colors spread in all directions. The book and the magic weapon of the Supreme God Realm were even more treasures of this god.
This spear is extremely powerful and is his innate strongest weapon. Even if it is a fight between gods of the same realm, he can completely crush them. What's more, not all gods can open up a cave world.
Almost at the moment the gun appeared, the heaven and earth roared, and the vibrating melody spread directly outward from the gap in the door.
"My way is the way of God. You, an ant from the lower world, can't even fathom it."
From afar, this unparalleled seven-colored divine spear was suspended in the void, with an aura like a rainbow, extremely shocking. While whistling, it suddenly expanded by a hundred feet. The size and the void it covered also expanded at the same time. After falling, it headed straight for Feng Qingyang.
"At least, this is outside the sky, the sky above the four realms of truth that you mentioned."
Feng Qingyang was not afraid at all and took another step forward. He heard the mixed-feather bird's disdainful laughter, as if it did not take this god seriously at all.
"The so-called gods are nothing more than ants."
After he stepped out, he stood in the center of the God List with a calm expression, without the slightest tension or fear. He looked at the whistling and violent seven-colored divine spear, as if ignoring it, without any sign of resistance, and let the spear crush him without any persuasion.
Almost at the moment when he raised his foot and put it down, the seven-colored divine spear came crushing down and pierced directly onto the divine list, roaring and spreading, and the violent sound echoed throughout the four great true realms.
The four great true realms were shaken violently by the piercing blow of the seven-colored divine spear, and emitted a piercing scream, like a sharp friction. Qingshuang's face turned pale, the divine list roared, and hundreds of millions of heroic spirits had their souls shattered. It was not until several incense sticks later that their bodies were re-condensed.
In contrast to their pain, those monks who had rebelled in the ancient times and suffered severe injuries were wailing and pushing the four great realms to rotate.
They were forcibly integrated into the four real realms by Feng Qingyang. They are immortal and indestructible. Unless the real realms are broken, they can only bear these seven emotions and six desires for eternity and transform them into the power to drive the four real realms to operate.
Feng Qingyang's eyes darkened: "Want to destroy my real world?"
He didn't take action before because he just wanted to test the power of the real world. Now, he has a bottom line in his mind.