Feng Qingyang's body shook, his sleeves swung, and countless streams of light came out frequently. Immediately, the Immortal List rolled up the winds and clouds in all directions and suppressed it with a loud bang.
This divine list exudes a powerful aura, and contains the power of the peak strike of the four true realms. At this moment, as it approaches below, infinitely close to the main vein of the Flame Dragon, there is a deafening bang, and a scream comes from below. A cloud of smoke appears out of thin air, but in the blink of an eye it turns into water vapor, and after being burned by the fire, it completely dissipates.
The golden light was brilliant, the immortal power was flowing, and the Divine List rushed down from below with unstoppable force, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and no one could stop it. The moment it saw the Immortal List, the Flame Dragon below seemed to be restrained, and roared violently, rolling up its body, and stirring up huge waves of magma, which blocked Feng Qingyang's forward body and made it stop suddenly.
At the same time, the Fire Dragon roared, as if it was erupting with its final roar. It rolled over and rushed forward. This time it was not the magical power or the law, but its own illusion.
Feng Qingyang concentrated. He was now using his immortal power to restrain the opponent, but if there was a head-on collision, he would surely die. After all, the opponent was the real deal, with the main vein of the Flame Vein that possessed the power of the God King.
With a loud bang, the bullet automatically projected to Feng Qingyang's front. Feng Qingyang was caught off guard and used the Immortal List to block it. With a loud bang, the golden light on the Immortal List disappeared and became dim. He himself retreated from the range of the dark blue fire under the impact, and his whole body was shaking, almost collapsing.
It was too strong. The Immortal List was condensed from the four great true realms. Even after being resisted by the Immortal List, he was still shocked to the point of nearly death. The strength of this Flame Vein was almost beyond his inner imagination.
He had no time to waste now. The moment he entered, the outcome was determined. It was either you die or I die. He went crazy. As soon as his mind moved, a mouthful of blood came out and merged with his body the moment it appeared.
The eight-colored light emitted from the second floor of the Nine-Layer Immortal Mansion was completely transformed under this shock, turning into eight-colored immortal power, flowing through the body. The horrific injuries disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he was replaced by a man whose energy and spirit were at their peak.
It's not that he is an immortal cockroach, but that he is now just a last gasp, overdrawing his potential. He has stimulated the potential hidden in his body and erupted with the strongest combat power. If he cannot successfully devour the fire dragon below, he will not only fall in realm and cultivation, but also damage his foundation, so that his determination to break through in the future will be affected by his eyes.
Feng Qingyang had no choice but to burn his boats and cut off the firewood from under him, cutting off his retreat. It was either you die or I live. He naturally didn't want to die, so the only option left for him was to devour the Fire Dragon.
The Ninth Princess from the outside world originally planned to seal the void for Feng Qingyang, but when she saw him doing this, she stopped abruptly and fell silent. Perhaps, blindly escaping and sealing were not what Feng Qingyang wanted.
What belongs to him should be the battlefield, with thousands of troops and no one can stop him. It is the place of supreme dominance. That is where he exists and where he can shine.
At that moment, she clearly felt the breath from Feng Qingyang that made her tremble. The appearance of the immortal rules that were above the divine rules made her think of many things, even an ancient legend about the immortal ancestor.
After a long time, a gleam of light flashed in her beautiful eyes. She felt the breath of the Blue Luan God King from the outside world, who was rushing towards her at an extremely fast speed.
"Then now, I will do something for you." She flew to the sky above the magma, glanced at the shocked Kong Xuan behind her, then smiled sweetly, took out a colorful glass harp, and moved it with her fingers, which produced crisp ding-dong sounds.
"Thank you." Kong Xuan said in a deep voice, clasped his fists and bowed. At this time, he had already transformed into a human form, with colorful divine light flowing on his body. He looked calmly at the magma below. For him, this was nothing short of a test. The loser would die, and the winner would live.
"Hmph, Feng Qingyang, you are here indeed. You have become much bolder. You actually dare to come to the border of my Qingluan Divine Kingdom. Do you really think I am a decoration?" An angry roar was heard in the distance, and a stream of light came infinitely closer from the sky. The distance between the two would be reduced with almost every breath.
Just as he was about to reach the sky above the Flame Vein, the Ninth Princess moved her fingers, and the colorful glazed harp tinkled, shooting out a force of law that stopped the mad Qingluan God King in his place.
"What are you doing?" The God King Qingluan was stunned, looking at the Ninth Princess in confusion, the ferocity in his eyes had almost reached its limit. He only needed to let him enter the Flame Vein, then he could kill Feng Qingyang easily with a flip of his hand.
"With your level of cultivation, why bother bullying him? Give him a chance and let him officially become your opponent. Now, this place is blocked by me. If you want to go in, kill me first."
"What?" The God King Qingluan was shocked. The expression on his face became distorted due to excessive shock. Disbelief and shock filled his face deeply.
He liked the Ninth Princess and admired her deeply, which was the fundamental reason why he was so shocked after the Ninth Princess said that.
"Haven't you just met once? Now you want to protect him? At the beginning, he escaped right under my nose, in front of tens of ancient gods, leaving me humiliated. Even if I was wrong, he should have appeared later to apologize to me." The Blue Luan God King murmured, then his face darkened, and he pretended to force his way into the flame vein below.
Boom boom!
The colorful glazed harp vibrated, and the surging power of the God King blocked him again. The Ninth Princess also had a frosty face, "Tens of thousands of ancient gods? You are not ashamed to mention tens of thousands of ancient gods? Don't think we don't know what you did. If you insist on going your own way and provoke a war between the two countries, the consequences will not be something you can bear."
"You..." The Blue Luan God King almost spit out saliva, his face changing constantly. He never thought that what happened at the beginning would be discovered, and even the Ninth Princess knew about it.
Although he was arrogant, he also knew that once a war broke out in the Kingdom of God, there would be unimaginable consequences. Thinking of this, he was silent for a moment, put away his violent aura, and looked at the Ninth Princess silently, "You said to give him time, so I will give you a favor. Now, I will wait for him here until he comes out!"
After saying this, he also stood in the air, calmly standing there, looking at the Ninth Princess from a distance, without any sign of compromise between his brows.
Seeing this, Kong Xuan in the distance sighed and thought to himself that it was a close call. If it weren't for the Ninth Princess' help, Feng Qingyang might have really died.