As soon as these words were spoken, clouds moved in all directions.
The Phoenix Feather regained control of the Flame Vein, and the essence of fire in it was swallowed by the little phoenix and entered Feng Qingyang's body. At that moment, he clearly felt the trembling of the flesh and blood particles all over his body, as if the fusion with the corpse had taken another step forward!
Looking back and taking a cold look at the Seven-Colored Sky God who was chasing him relentlessly, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, then merged into the Flame Vein and disappeared again.
Almost at the moment he left, the Seven-Colored Sky God and the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect came to where he had been standing before, looked at the messy ground, swept it with their spiritual sense, and their faces instantly became serious.
This time, Feng Qingyang fled very quickly and disappeared almost the moment he came into contact with the flames. For some reason, he always gave the Seven-Colored Sky God a sense of intimidation.
Every time they didn't see each other for a while, it seemed that the other party became stronger, and the cracked ground was thousands of feet deep. The depth there was close to the origin of the Yanmai branch, and even he didn't dare to set foot in it easily.
"He's consuming fire."
"Bullshit, he replaced the soul of the Flame Vein, haven't you noticed? The dragon energy belonging to the Flame Vein disappeared, and instead, the breath of the Phoenix was born." The Seven-Colored God's brows twitched. He never thought that Feng Qingyang had such great ability that he could not only deprive him of his cave world, but also call the wind and rain in the Supreme God Realm.
"He must be hiding countless secrets. And that seven-color halo is clearly transforming into eight colors. Eight colors is the qualification of a commander-in-chief of the Great Yu Dynasty. If he is really from the Great Yu Dynasty, how could he be born in my cave world?"
Thinking of this, the Seven-Colored Sky God quickly flew towards the crack in the earth. He wanted to confirm the idea in his heart. However, when he entered the ground and emitted his spiritual consciousness, he was shocked again.
“The dragon energy disappeared, and was replaced by the power of the phoenix. The dragon energy represents the foundation of the Jiuli Divine Dynasty. Is he destroying the foundation of the Divine Dynasty? Doing so will surely attract the attention of people in the Divine Dynasty soon, and he will undoubtedly be courting his own death.” The Seven-Colored God was shocked, looking at the Guiyuan Divine Sect’s leader who came to his side and was also in shock.
"If this person doesn't die, he will definitely be a murderer in the future. We can't offend him."
The leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect said that he had never realized that Feng Qingyang could be like this. He originally thought that the fire that burned down the sect that day was just an accident, but now it seems that it was inevitable.
The other party must be devouring the power of the Flame Vein, and not only swallowed the dragon energy in it, but also awakened the suppressed phoenix power in it. He didn't dare to think about it, let alone watch it.
He couldn't imagine how powerful the other party would be after devouring the flame veins of the entire Jiuli Divine Dynasty. Could it be that at that time, with his own strength, he would be able to compete with the Divine Emperor
The Seven-Colored Sky God did the same. He swallowed hard and looked at each other in disbelief. They all saw shock and fear in their eyes.
"What on earth is he trying to do? Is he really doing this without considering the consequences? The Divine Dynasty has existed since the birth of the Supreme Divine Realm. Could it be that he will become the tenth Divine Emperor in the future?"
The Seven-Colored God knew more than the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the strange phenomenon that Feng Qingyang caused when he entered the Supreme Divine Realm thirteen years ago.
Wasn't the sun that was born the Sun of the God Emperor? It even towered over the nine Suns of the God Emperor. The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became, and he was about to go crazy.
"Don't offend, this person must not be offended." The Seven-Colored God suddenly roared, and then fled madly into the distance. At this moment, he became mentally disturbed and possessed after seeing Feng Qingyang's horrific growth.
The leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect looked up at the sky. The previous chaos had caused the void to not fully recover. He really couldn't understand why someone with the strength of a peak ancient god could burst out with such a terrifying power. Even he trembled under this pressure.
Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some great being
Such a terrible thought suddenly emerged in his mind. He knew Pangu of the Shinto Sect. This person had an extraordinary origin and had a close relationship with Feng Qingyang. Although they came from the same place, the aura on their bodies was very different.
In his opinion, the colorful halo spreading from Feng Qingyang was undoubtedly the symbol of the Dayu Divine Dynasty. Moreover, he was not an ordinary person from the Dayu Divine Dynasty. Judging from his halo that was about to transform into an eight-color halo, he was at least at the commander-in-chief level.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that the person he was chasing was so unfathomable and full of dangers. He suddenly hesitated and wavered in his thoughts about whether to continue chasing. He felt vaguely uneasy, as if doing so would affect his life.
After a long while, the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked into the distance, "Fortune is sought in danger. Even if I die, I will capture him personally. His strength is only at the peak of the Ancient God, which is more than a world apart from mine. As long as I can withstand his pressure, then I can do whatever I want to him. If I can strip him of his body and make it my incarnation, then maybe I will also have the qualifications to break through to the Divine Emperor!"
He was crazy, completely crazy. The Seven-Colored Sky God collapsed because of fear, but he, under the temptation of crisis, felt the huge benefits hidden in it.
Feng Qingyang is a human-shaped treasure trove.
After making up his mind, the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect stood in place, clasped his hands together, divine light flowed, and a terrifying aura spread from his body. With a flip of his hand, a huge compass condensed out of the void.
He flew forward, then suddenly looked towards the north and said, "He's in that direction." As soon as he said this, the compass spun rapidly, turning into a ray of light, carrying him in pursuit.
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Half a month later, Feng Qingyang had traveled through almost one-sixth of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom. With the help of the power of the Flame Vein, he was able to speed through it, achieving twice the result with half the effort. He also had a plan in mind.
Except for the Shinto Sect and the Guiyuan Sect in the Suzaku Divine Kingdom, the rest are not worthy of being mentioned in public. Wherever he goes, he will always stir up a bloody storm.
Countless flame veins were devoured by him, and then controlled by the originally suppressed power of the Phoenix.
On this day, under the bright sky, in a densely populated city, Feng Qingyang sat in a dining area, looking at the ancient gods coming and going below, and fell into deep thought.
In half a month, he devoured five branches, and the impact caused by the flesh and blood particles at the moment when the flame vein returned to the control of the Phoenix finally opened up his own flesh particles. Although he did not merge much with the corpse, his own strength was growing rapidly.
The reason he came here was because he discovered that there was also a Flame Vein not far from here, but this Flame Vein was suppressed under the palace of the royal family of the Suzaku Kingdom, so it would be difficult for him to take action unless he found the right opportunity.