The wrath of the God-King.
He never thought that when he was just playing around, the vibration of his flame vein would actually attract the attention of the God King who was in charge of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom.
At the same time, a breath that was almost infinitely close to the God King came from afar, the void cracked, and a majestic god descended here.
This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his resolute gaze flashed with silence. He stared at the large hand that was approaching quickly in the void, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to take action to resist.
However, just as he was thinking about it, the big hand suddenly applied the law of time and approached Feng Qingyang in a flash. At this moment, everyone finally saw clearly the hazy figure in the center of the flame.
He had delicate features and a fair face that looked extremely clean. He was dressed in a white gown that was whiter than snow. He stared into the void with eyes that were fearless and full of stubbornness.
It is better to die in glory than to live in dishonor. Even if he dies, he will die in a blazing manner. The colorful divine light spread across the sky and earth, causing the big hand that was coming to hit him violently to pause for a moment.
"Seven-colored battle body, a person from the Dayu Divine Dynasty?" These words spread faintly in the void, and just when everyone thought that Feng Qingyang was about to fall, they suddenly dissipated and disappeared in an instant.
Feng Qingyang was shocked. At that moment, he truly felt the power of the God King, like heaven and earth, just like when he controlled the fate of billions of lives in the four realms.
Boom!
The figure only flashed for a moment, and the moment the breath of the God King disappeared, the extinguished flame veins rioted again, as if the previous suppression was a shame to them. At this time, the flames rose up again, unstoppable, and in a blink of an eye, it filled the mountains within a radius of 100,000.
"Not good, the Flame Vein is still in turmoil. All disciples, listen up and use the Zhoutian Condensing Water Formation!" The roar was like thunder, spreading in all directions and falling into the ears of the ancient gods who were densely packed with the void.
All the ancient gods who heard these words were shocked. The rebuttal of Yanmai at this moment was not as unstoppable as before, but was just in the stage of brewing and accumulating strength.
Countless streams of light flashed, and the Zhoutian Condensed Water Array roared out. A moment later, a huge dark cloud covered the Hundred Thousand Mountains and advanced in all directions at an extremely fast speed, crushing towards all the lands where the fire veins were rioting.
“Each of these branches contains a trace of the weak power of the main vein. Without us, tens of thousands of ancient gods will have no choice but to perish.” The leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect said, and then took a step forward and entered the dark clouds in the sky.
And at the moment he entered, the leader of the Shinto Sect followed. Two huge water dragons hovered in the dark clouds, overlooking the world. When they opened their mouths, heavy rain poured down.
However, how could the heavy rain at this time stop the earth-shaking power of the Flame Vein? Feng Qingyang stood there in a daze, still immersed in the pressure of the God King.
Little did he know that the phoenix pattern on his chest, under the instant crush of the God-King's might, erupted with earth-shaking rage, causing the phoenix to cry and fire to rise to the sky amid the roar.
Boom!
The fire burned the void, and the force of the prairie fire was unstoppable. The violent momentum quickly climbed towards the void with the heat wave. Except for the rolling water dragon in the dark clouds that were originally crushing, the rest of the ancient god disciples all screamed and fled in all directions in shock.
If they don't leave now, I'm afraid they will all die here. This is almost like using human strength to fight against the Flame Vein of the entire Suzaku Divine Kingdom. Although man can conquer nature, the current situation is not something they can do anything about.
“Could it be that my Guiyuan Divine Sect will leave an indelible joke in this inexplicable fire?” Nangong Zheng murmured to himself.
Oh my god, what kind of puppet did I bring back? And now he is my own offspring. Is all this my fault
He was a little numb and completely forgot about the burning fire. His mind was still lingering on the calmness and pride contained in Feng Qingyang's look back when he left.
How could that be the gaze of his offspring? Even if it was, it would be impossible for him to have such an arrogant aura. That was the talent of a king who always stood above all other beings.
Moreover, the other party has a seven-colored combat body and is a genius of the Dayu Divine Dynasty. He is destined to become the best among the God Kings and a powerful commander who will lead countless God Kingdoms to fight for him.
However, what was ridiculous was that he was still thinking about refining his body. What was even more ridiculous was that he thought he had accomplished the task in just one month. Now it seemed that his ritual not only failed to kill him, but instead became his wedding dress. Perhaps the reason why he fell asleep was because he was injured, and now, he has awakened.
This is not his descendant, not Nangong Li, this is a seven-colored fighting body, a person from the Dayu Divine Dynasty. The Dayu Divine Dynasty is full of physical cultivators, and each of them is invincible in the same realm!
"Elder, please save me quickly?" An ancient god fell from the clouds, his body in tatters. Under the burning of the branch of the Flame Vein that contained the power of the main vein, his soul and even his own divine destiny were damaged.
Once their fate is broken, they will surely die! Too strong, how can there be any chance of reversal? Nangong Zheng sighed, took out a magic pill and asked the injured disciple to take it.
The ancient god was overjoyed and opened his mouth to swallow it. However, before the joy on his face faded, he inexplicably fell to the ground. His fate was shattered, his soul dissipated, and his entire body disappeared the moment he swallowed the magic pill.
Afterwards, a faint flame appeared from the void, looking at Nangong Li in a particularly provocative manner. After a moment, it merged into the void and disappeared.
"Put out the fire!" The voices of two great gods were heard in the void. The huge water dragons they transformed into descended from the sky and strangled tens of thousands of flame dragons that appeared later.
Wherever they passed, there were continuous popping sounds, and the flame veins screamed and twisted and disappeared, but they did not succumb to this horrible suppression. On the contrary, they seemed to feel a will against the heavens coming, making them become even more crazy as if they had spirituality.
This raging fire once again triggered the main vein of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom. However, this time, the God King who originally took action seemed to no longer pay attention to this place and let the raging fire burn.
"Is my Guiyuan Divine Sect going to perish like this?" The sect leader, who looked to be in his forties, had flames in his eyes filled with anger and helplessness. He wanted to save the sect, but he could not go against the will of heaven.
If he were a powerful God King, he could suppress the fire veins here with just a slap, but the result now is only a thousand holes, and as the fire burns, everything will turn into nothingness.
A single spark can start a prairie fire in an instant. This fire showed no sign of dying down. Instead, it was madly advancing and encroaching on the vast expanse of land.