"Half a month? Is that true?" Feng Qingyang glared, two burning flames flashed from the depths of his eyes, and he looked straight at Kong Xuan.
"There are fake ones."
"That has nothing to do with me!" After saying that, he ignored it. Xiaohuo beside him let out a low roar in amusement, which made Kong Xuan look like his hair exploded. His originally bald body turned red in anger, and it looked like he was roasted on fire. It was really interesting and quite funny.
Feng Qingyang naturally had his own plans. He did not come here to look for treasure. Moreover, the Ninth Princess allowed him to stay in this cave temporarily because she trusted him. He would never forget such a favor. How could he do such a sneaky thing and take other people's treasures
He was just thinking about how to completely devour the fire veins here and turn it into the power of the phoenix. Only by devouring it and replacing the dragon energy in it could he make another breakthrough. Although he would not be able to become the opponent of the God King, it would not be as difficult for him to survive at the hands of the opponent as it was before.
"This time, I must devour it," Feng Qingyang gave up other thoughts and put his whole heart into the flame vein outside the cave. Although he was already very strong now, even to an astonishing degree, he was not satisfied.
Compared to the enemies he had provoked now, he was still too weak, and not even halfway capable of dealing with them. He clasped his hands together, controlling the fire source in the Nine-Layer Immortal Mansion, burning the corpses inside. A horrifying aura spread from him, and there were signs of a halo slowly appearing behind his head.
This aura runs counter to the Shinto laws. The moment it appears, it shows its uniqueness and weirdness. It has different rules, but they are similar. However, if compared with the same realm, the aura emanating from Feng Qingyang is obviously much stronger than the Shinto laws.
Half a day later, Feng Qingyang woke up from his contemplation. Looking at the listless Kong Xuan, he smiled secretly, then flipped his hand and threw out a storage bag that he had confiscated from the Supreme God Realm: "It is said that there are divine stones in it, which are much more powerful than spirit stones."
Feng Qingyang raised his hand and shook it, untying it at the same time. For a moment, the whole cave was covered by the rich and pure aura of the divine stone. Kong Xuan shuddered, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. His small eyes looked at Feng Qingyang without blinking, or to be more precise, at the storage bag in his hand.
"Give it to me quickly." As soon as he said this, he went crazy, flapping his wings and spinning rapidly around Feng Qingyang, his mouth almost drooling.
Feng Qingyang couldn't bear to tease him any more. Kong Xuan was good in every way except that he was a little fussy. His most important shortcoming was that he was very greedy for money. He was simply a naked money-grubber.
You and Xiaohuo wait here. After all, the second floor belongs to other people. How can I not have you? It's not that Feng Qingyang didn't want to take him to the second floor, but he was really worried that he would not be able to control his greed and touch other people's things.
"Get out of here, you little bastard. Do you think I am that kind of person?" Kong Xuan held the storage bag tightly, brought it to his nose and took a deep breath, then said with great intoxication.
Feng Qingyang gave him a look, then disappeared in a flash on the second floor. His spiritual sense spread out, covering the entire area, and then he stood quietly there.
The endless range of this place is filled with the aura of the God King. It is a pressure that is extremely powerful. After half a month of deep thinking in the Flame Vein, Feng Qingyang seems to be able to take another step forward.
The pressure here is not enough to kill him. At least he can retreat immediately when he feels something is wrong. This is why he has to come here to get used to the pressure.
The cave was originally located in the deepest crevice of the Flame Vein, and it was suppressed by the power of the God King. It was so ancient and powerful that it seemed to have existed for a long time. Feng Qingyang thought silently in his heart that this place might have existed for countless years.
Feng Qingyang moved slowly, and quickly moved forward while constantly adapting, relying on his heaven-defying will and the immortal laws that were superior to the laws of the gods.
Buzz!
Suddenly, an extremely strong will, although without consciousness, was still as mighty as the power of heaven, sweeping in all directions. After suddenly gathering together, it crushed towards Feng Qingyang at an extremely fast speed.
Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he didn't care about the surging waves. Instead, he snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful. This little pressure obviously couldn't touch the root.
Almost at the moment of landing, Feng Qingyang clasped his hands together, and the phoenix mark on his chest instantly released a fire will, which collided head-on with the oncoming will, starting a life-and-death tug-of-war.
The fire of the phoenix, soaring above the nine heavens, invincible in the world, unparalleled in terror, devour, devour, devour! Feng Qingyang silently thought in his heart that he was going to swallow it all.
This will should not be considered as the Ninth Princess's, right? This is just the aura she left behind. Since he has made up his mind to hone it, and he is not sneaking around, nor is he taking other people's things, he is so at ease and swallowed it up with great strength.
A few more days passed, and Feng Qingyang finally adapted to the pressure here, but now, if he said he had the confidence to enter the blue flame, he was obviously not qualified.
The blue flame is equivalent to the attack of the God King. In other words, if he wants to enter, he must first ensure that he has the ability to block the attack of the God King without dying.
Feng Qingyang did not hesitate. After adapting to the pressure here, he continued to move forward with unstoppable force. He relied on this passion, this impulse that had not yet completely cooled down, to throw away his reason and move forward quickly.
What he wanted was a pressure that could rival that of the God King. Otherwise, even if he adapted, he would not be able to enter the blue flame, and all his efforts would be in vain. Moreover, once he was discovered by the Blue Luan God King, he could only hide here. However, this would not last long, and he could only block the God King's three attacks.
After a moment's silence, Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and decided to fight. At this moment, he moved forward a little faster. As the distance between them widened, the pressure he was under became greater and greater. He was sweating profusely and panting. Each step he took seemed extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.
In fact, several days had passed in a flash. At this moment, Feng Qingyang had completely stopped and dared not move forward. In fact, it was not that he did not dare, but that he did not have the strength to move forward.
"Have I reached my limit?" He growled, releasing all his potential. After taking a step forward, he fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out, as if he had collapsed.