Feng Qingyang raised his hand and suddenly pinched the hand that was pinching his neck.
"Remember, there are some people you can't afford to offend!"
This scene was extremely shocking from a distance. The dazzling seven-color light was almost turning into eight colors. The heavy momentum made it impossible for tens of thousands of ancient gods in all directions to breathe.
Like a mountain pressing down on his head, Feng Qingyang's magical powers might not be very good now, but his physical body, with its strength and momentum, was almost ferocious to the extreme.
This scene shocked tens of thousands of people. Even the prince of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom was frightened by the momentum released in an instant. The eight-colored halo was infinitely close. This was the royal bloodline of the Dayu Divine Dynasty.
Boom!
The storm arose, and after the halo spread, Feng Qingyang flipped his hand and forcibly took away the hand of the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect, and even turned back and grabbed his neck.
The change came too suddenly, almost to the extreme. In an instant, the situation became like this. Feng Qingyan sneered, and without thinking, he exerted force in his hand and twisted it suddenly.
"You won't die, but your dignity will still be trampled by me!"
The huge fire phoenix appeared again, and Feng Qingyang was bathed in the sea of fire. Without the restraint of the Guiyuan Divine Sect's leader, his magic power began to flow again. His eyes were as fast as lightning, gloomy but kind. Just one glance at him made him feel overwhelmed.
"Remember, you can't afford to offend me. Don't let me lead a large army to crush you one day!" At this point, Feng Qingyang suddenly laughed softly, looking at the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect who was shocked as if struck by lightning, he laughed secretly in his heart.
It seemed easy, but in fact, his vest was already wet with sweat. God knows he almost got into trouble at that time. If he hadn't pretended to lure the enemy at the last moment and the opponent was close to him, although the opponent had only the strength of a peak ancient god, under the pressure of his momentum, he had managed to disperse the pressure of the peak celestial god.
Otherwise, even if there were a hundred Feng Qingyangs, they would not be a match for the current leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect, who is now at the peak of the Heavenly God level. If the opponent had directly attacked him with his magical powers from a distance, Feng Qingyang would have died long ago.
The blame lies in the other party's underestimation of the enemy. If it weren't for his love rival, the situation would not have turned out like this. Look at him galloping on the other side, relying on his huge aura to overwhelm the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect.
The speed was so fast that he couldn't kill him, but with his strength, he could still humiliate him. Punch after punch, like the pressure of a mountain, the shattering sound that seemed to tear the void apart, and with every punch, the burning flames continued to cause secondary damage.
As he died, the phoenix energy that erupted from his body climbed to the peak again, causing the flame veins in this area, although half of it was divided by the fire dragon, the other half of the flame veins still transformed into a huge phoenix, surrounding Feng Qingyang.
During the rotation, except for the ten-thousand-foot phoenix that appeared at the beginning, all the other illusions were integrated into Feng Qingyang's fist. At this moment, a majestic aura emanated from him, making him like a god who controlled the origin of fire, earth-shaking and majestic.
He raised his right hand and directly covered the Guiyuan Divine Sect's leader who had just reacted with his palm!
This palm was the full strength of Feng Qingyang. It was also the first time that he mobilized the power of the colorful halo to spread after his destiny rotated. The sky and the earth rumbled, the earth trembled, and the surrounding flame veins surged out even more crazily, all converging towards Feng Qingyang.
As this palm was extended, a gigantic hand suddenly formed in the sky and earth. The palm was clear, as if it was personally created by the deity. Even the palm prints on it could be clearly seen. Amidst the whistling sound, it quickly expanded in the void until it completely covered the Guiyuan Divine Sect's leader.
The pupils of the Guiyuan Divine Sect's leader shrank. At this moment, he was almost stunned by Feng Qingyang. He never thought that he would fall into his hands again, and in such an embarrassing way.
The oncoming big hand was spreading with burning flames, and on the outermost layer there was a seven-color line that was about to break through the eight-color line. Under the pressure, the void began to distort, and a huge vortex caused by a hot air flow was formed with a bang.
Almost at the moment when the vortex appeared, Feng Qingyang formed a seal with one hand, and looked at the void, where the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect had no time to react, his eyes fixed.
"burst!"
It sounds very slow, but in reality it happened in a flash, so fast that as soon as the word "explode" came out, the huge hand covering the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect exploded.
The sky and the earth roared, and the violent momentum pushed madly in all directions with a terrifying momentum. Feng Qingyang's handprint exploded, collapsing the void, and the flames in it directly burned a hole in the place.
The leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect was at the center of the explosion. At that moment, the powerful aura locked him down, making him unable to use his invincible strength.
Finally, he groaned, his face turned pale, and he stepped back. At the moment of stepping back, he raised his head and looked at Feng Qingyang with ferocious eyes, "This is too much!"
However, as his eyes passed by, he happened to see Feng Qingyang with a normal expression. There was a gleam of brilliance in his narrow and bright phoenix eyes.
On his body, a huge fire phoenix controlled the heaven and earth, as if it had turned this into his own little world. Feng Qingyang, with black hair and white clothes and starry eyes like lightning, truly looked like a young god king.
This was Feng Qingyang's strongest and most powerful outburst since he came to the Supreme Divine Realm. The palm strike before was the power of his supernatural powers.
This magical power almost integrates the colorful power after the rotation of the destiny and its own terrifying physical body, plus the invincible momentum, which is compressed and simulated to form the Shinto Palm!
The ground was shattered, mountains and rivers were rolling back, and tens of thousands of ancient gods in all directions were stunned. They stared blankly at Feng Qingyang, and then at the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect who was not too far away from him.
Feng Qingyang was still as charming as ever, but the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect was in a state of disgrace. His body was in tatters and there was a faint trace of blood on his face. He looked as miserable as he could be.
His face was gloomy, and his previous ferocious look began to change. It seemed that his original rage had disappeared, and was replaced by the wisdom of a clan leader.
He realized that it was impossible to kill Feng Qingyang now, not to mention that the opponent was in high spirits. Although the opponent was not his opponent, he still could not break Feng Qingyang's momentum. Under that momentum, he could only exert three levels of his tenth level of strength. How frustrating was that
Moreover, there was a prince of the Suzaku Kingdom standing nearby with a covetous look in his eyes. Even if he could kill Feng Qingyang, he was not absolutely sure that he could kill him in front of the prince!