It cannot even be measured by rules. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use a third origin to describe it.
Its preciousness transcends any single law, whether it is Shinto or Immortal Way.
The moment this third origin appeared, the earth collapsed, the sky shattered, and it suddenly turned into a black hole. At a terrifying speed, it swallowed up everything in all directions like a whirlwind.
Similarly, the third most solid layer of the seal that originally covered the sky was also turned into powder under this crazy impact, stirring up clouds in all directions.
Feng Qingyang swayed his body and avoided the center of the explosion. Relying on the powerful impact, he used the force to break away from the center of the place and floated in the air a hundred feet above.
As he left, a whooshing sound was heard in the white mist below. The female assassin seemed to have fallen on the bed. She coughed violently several times while running at full speed, accompanied by dripping blood. Feng Qingyang already knew the other party's current condition.
However, at this moment, the wind was howling and an angry rebuke was heard in the ears. Suddenly, the female assassin who had been fleeing in the opposite direction suddenly changed direction in an instant with madness and deliberate posture under the refraction in mid-air, and rushed straight towards Feng Qingyang with the momentum of dying together.
Her appearance was so shocking, just like when Feng Qingyang hugged her at lightning speed. It seemed that she was waiting for such an opportunity, an opportunity for her to take the initiative.
At this moment, the speed was extremely fast. In an instant, he was next to Feng Qingyang. With his body dressed in snow-white clothes, he waved one hand forward, and a lightsaber with nine teeth appeared with a whoosh, stabbing straight towards him.
This time, she grasped the timing just right, and Feng Qingyang had no time to avoid it. The opponent had just triggered the law of time, and his speed had already interfered with time. The opponent was clearly very close, but no matter how he dodged, he could not avoid the sword light.
At the moment of approaching, Feng Qingyang's heart turned cold, and he actually gave up resisting directly, just standing straight in the void, when the tip of the sword touched his body.
He raised his hands, clasped them together and grasped the lightsaber directly, then pulled it behind him. The huge force moved the female assassin, causing her to fall uncontrollably on her back towards Feng Qingyang again.
It all happened too quickly, just like the initial scene. In an instant, the sword energy shredded Feng Qingyang's clothes and even poked a big hole in his strong body.
Purple-gold blood was panting, but Feng Qingyang didn't even blink, nor did he make any screams. Instead, at this moment, he shattered the lightsaber with his powerful force and once again held the female assassin in his arms.
"This time, let's see where you can escape!" Feng Qingyang sneered, his magic power surging. This time he would not be like last time, where he was careless and let the opponent take advantage of him.
Eight-colored lights surrounded him and the female assassin, locking them firmly in place. If the other party wanted to self-destruct, they would die together.
"Let me go!" The female assassin in his arms raised her hand, and a dagger instantly appeared, stabbing him again in the big hole in his chest with lightning speed.
Feng Qingyang groaned, and blood flowed faster. A black evil spirit was left directly on the edge of the wound, destroying his body crazily. It not only hindered his body's repair, but also made it impossible for him to get rid of it. Because, the black evil spirit contained an extremely powerful poison.
"Little Fairy." Feng Qingyang called out in his heart. The sleeping body of the Fairy in the Painting inside him suddenly trembled, and burst out with the aura of a hundred flowers, sweeping across his body like a tide, and then absorbed all the evil poison in his wound.
The Fairy in the Painting originally went to the Supreme God Realm with Feng Qingyang, and the other party was an alternative life in the world, so he would not be suppressed by the rules. However, after arriving in the Supreme God Realm, he fell into a deep sleep and has not woken up until now.
Feng Qingyang's previous call was actually just a lucky wish, but he never thought that the other party actually felt it and directly absorbed the poison.
"Hehe, what other tricks do you have now?" Feng Qingyang smiled cunningly, his white teeth reflecting a dazzling light in the void, looking particularly stern.
The woman struggled to retreat, but this time, with Feng Qingyang's caution and unparalleled physical blockade, how could she have the strength to resist at all
Holding her like that, Feng Qingyang left the center of the explosion at an extremely fast speed. The black hole below existed for a long time, and only gradually disappeared after it completely swallowed up the area within a radius of 100 miles.
Arriving at a quiet hilltop, Feng Qingyang still held her in his arms, staring at her intently. After a while, he reached out his hand again, wanting to take off her mask.
But at this moment, a hoarse and cold sneer suddenly came from under the mask. The sound was extremely strange, even to the point of being terrifying.
"Pick it if you want. I just hope you won't regret it."
"What a joke. I, Feng Qingyang, have never done anything I regret. You know all about me. If I still don't know what you look like, it would be too unfair."
Feng Qingyang said, hugging her tighter. As he embraced her, the other person's wide robe gradually revealed her curvy and exquisite body hidden within.
The pair of soft flesh on her chest was pressing against Feng Qingyang's chest, seeming to be about to burst. Both of them obviously noticed this subtle change. Feng Qingyang put down his hand that was taking off the mask and smiled strangely with an extremely cunning look.
This feeling made his heart flutter. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
As for the female assassin, her breathing stagnated. She had not been struggling so violently before that she had not noticed it. However, now that both of them had calmed down, the natural changes in their bodies made them a little overwhelmed for a moment.
Feng Qingyang didn't think there was anything wrong. He was very thick-skinned, so he naturally didn't feel shy. Instead, he deliberately took advantage of the other party and hugged her tightly again.
Smelling the fragrance invading his nose, he buried his head in the other's shoulders and took a deep breath, saying: "It really is a rose with thorns."
"Let me go!"
The woman yelled and struggled violently, but the more she did so, the tighter Feng Qingyang held her, not giving her any chance to escape.
"This time, I want to see who you really are." Feng Qingyang said, and then reached out his hand regardless of anything, reaching for the mask on her face.
Although he couldn't see the other person's face for the time being, Feng Qingyang had already guessed the other person's psychological changes from the fact that she was pressed against him.
The throbbing heart clearly revealed the other party's nervousness at the moment. The more so, the more interested Feng Qingyang became.
A big hand came towards him and placed on the silver mask. After pondering for a moment, Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, "Is it really impossible not to look at it?"