The divine consciousness spread everywhere, sweeping the ground below wantonly.
The cry of a phoenix was heard in the void, and Feng Qingyang was engulfed in flames, like a burning sun, quickly merging into the ground.
Relying on the induction of the Phoenix Mark, he naturally discovered the branch of the Flame Vein here, as well as the other suppressed feather. As he continued to go deeper, he saw a ten-thousand-foot-long fire dragon entwined in it, just like what he saw in Guiyuan Divine Sect that day.
It seemed that he was originally sleeping, but with the arrival of Feng Qingyang, he suddenly opened his eyes. The moment Feng Qingyang arrived, he stared at him straight, and his nostrils were full of hot red waves.
He is not a real divine beast, the fire dragon, but the source of the branches that have been gathered from the flow of fire veins under the vast earth for many years. In this way, his own intelligence was born, and this is how he could transform.
The roars of dragons and the howls of phoenixes were deafening and could destroy the heaven and earth.
The roar was extremely strong. The moment Feng Qingyang entered, the fire dragon felt threatened. There was an aura from him that made it very fearful. It was the existence of this aura that made it so angry.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged. The pressure from this dragon was comparable to that of the fire dragon in the Yanmai of the Guiyuan Divine Sect. With a cold snort, he leaned forward and rushed down.
"You little fire dragon, you dare to roar at me, are you looking for death?" The fire dragon bred by the branch of the Yanmai, and not the main vein, can only exert a pressure of the late or peak ancient god at most, and it all depends on the degree of nurturing it has endured. Although the one in front of him is strong, its own strength seems to be weaker than Feng Qingyang, not to mention that Feng Qingyang has the phoenix aura that can restrain it
Feng Qingyang took a step forward, flapping his wings wildly, fighting fire with fire. In an instant he arrived at the root of the fire dragon. Looking at a feather that was still under the dragon's claws, Feng Qingyang suddenly became angry.
He raised his right hand and put two fingers together. In an instant, a sharp aura burst out. The moment he raised it, he swung it towards the bottom. Dare you suppress my Phoenix Feather
"Slay the dragon!"
As these words came out and two fingers were swung downwards, the entire mountain range was shaking, and the rolling flames rushed into the broken bamboo, and soon faced Feng Qingyang's downward fingers.
Boom!
The earth cracked, mountains exploded, violent shocks spread tens of thousands of meters, and surging flames gushed out wildly along the cracks in the earth. Almost at the same time, a thousand-foot-long fire dragon roared out from the cracks.
After it appeared, the area within a radius of ten thousand feet turned into a world of fire. It itself was the soul of a branch, and it emerged from underground into the void, affecting the strange phenomena of heaven and earth almost instantly.
The mountains were burning, and even the white clouds where it was hovering evaporated without a trace. The blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and clear waters, the original beautiful scenery, were all destroyed and collapsed after it appeared.
Not long after the fire dragon took off, Feng Qingyang also came out from the ground with a solemn look on his face. He still underestimated this fire dragon. He originally thought that it was only at the level of the Guiyuan Divine Sect's Flame Vein, but who knew that it was much stronger than that, almost approaching his own strength.
"Roar!" The fire dragon roared, and with the appearance of Feng Qingyang, its anger was instantly ignited. In the fire dragon's view, it was peacefully devouring the power of the Phoenix Feather underground, but who would have known that a human would suddenly break in and fight indiscriminately, and was even willing to kill it.
The fire dragon was furious, and the world was turned upside down. It madly devoured the void in all directions, and endless fire power quickly gathered towards it. Although it was its fault for suppressing the Phoenix Feather, the fire dragon transformed by the Flame Vein was ultimately an elf in the world. At this moment, with its call, a powerful momentum burst out, and at the moment of the explosion, even Feng Qingyang was shaken.
It roared madly and rushed from the void like a hot knife through butter. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed straight towards Feng Qingyang, wanting to swallow him in one gulp. It wanted to devour this disgusting human being and make him its meal.
The rage of the fire dragon directly transformed into a huge meteor in the air, crashing down like a planet. If an ordinary cultivator was here, even if he was an ancient god at the peak of his powers, he would probably be terrified when facing this violent attack. Even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured.
The powerful blow contained the power to destroy everything. It was truly horrifying. Feng Qingyang's eyes darkened. If he faced it directly, he would definitely be injured.
But... Thinking of this, he raised an evil smile, raised his right hand, and with a thought, he turned into a hundred-foot-tall zombie prototype.
With a green face and fangs, his fate suddenly changed and colorful light spread out from his body. When the fire dragon came straight at him, he punched it head-on.
The roar was heard again, and at this moment, the Seven-Colored Heavenly God and the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect appeared together, and happened to see this scene that made their eyes shrink and tremble.
Feng Qingyang's body just shook slightly, but the fire dragon let out a scream, and flames dissipated all over its body, as if its scales were blown up by Feng Qingyang. The dragon's body twisted in an instant, like a bent shrimp.
The roar to the sky and the terrible anger did not stop Feng Qingyang. At the moment when his right hand blew up the opponent's flames, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, put his hands on it, and hugged the opponent's head when the fire dragon was about to escape.
"rise!"
He shouted loudly, whirled it around and smashed it madly in all directions. The violent flames hit all directions, and the huge heat wave even made the Seven-Colored God and the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect retreat quickly, fearing that they would be contaminated.
Boom boom boom!
The earth shook and was torn apart by the impact of the fire dragon, and the void also produced countless ripples under the high-speed impact, as if it was on fire. The hissing sound was accompanied by the rising smoke, spreading in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
"You should have expected this day to come when you suppressed the Phoenix Feather." Feng Qingyang loosened his hands and threw it out. At this time, the fire dragon transformed by the Flame Vein had already decayed beyond recognition.
Feng Qingyang clenched his hands, and the phoenix feathers beneath the ten thousand feet of ground began to tremble rapidly. Finally, just like in Guiyuan Divine Sect, a small phoenix the size of a palm appeared. The moment it appeared, it began to devour the thrown fire dragon.
Feng Qingyang's voice echoed throughout the world, just like his supreme pressure at this moment. His own strength might be only at the peak of the ancient gods, but his momentum was unmatched.
As the little phoenix devoured it, the fire dragon screamed, but none of this moved Feng Qingyang. He watched with his own eyes as the fire dragon collapsed into a flame under the counterattack of the phoenix's power, and was finally devoured by it.
"The soul returns..."