But this time, it is not that simple.
The violent murderous intent flashed by, but the moment it appeared, it locked onto the cultivator next to him. The appearance of this aura made the other party tremble all over and recover from his meditation state.
The tightly closed eyelids trembled and then opened. One could tell from the cloudy eyes that the other person must be someone who has been collecting demonic energy here for many years.
"Daoyou..."
"Fuck you, can't you hear me asking you a question? Are you dumb? Or deaf?" Feng Qingyang leaned forward, and the handsome yet resolute face suddenly appeared deeply in his eyes.
His eyes were cold, full of contempt for life, or perhaps he was the master of life now. Thoughts were born and stored, but if the thoughts changed, then all that was left was death.
"Dao... Daoist friend... what do you want to ask?" The god's body trembled again, his whole body was wet with sweat, his hair stood on end, his back felt cold, and he stepped half a foot into the brink of death.
However, at this moment, Feng Qingyang, who had been full of murderous intent, returned to his normal appearance. The original solemnity disappeared, and was replaced by a faint smile on his already handsome face, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.
At this moment, he suddenly wondered if he was hallucinating. His expression changed even faster than a woman's. But when he rubbed his eyes and opened them again with some innocence, the smiling face turned cold again.
Not a dream!
"How can I enter the second floor? How far is it from the main city of the Demon Emperor State? You should know these, right?"
The god was stunned at first, then nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and then hurriedly said, "There is a space transmission channel at the junction of the first and second layers. As long as your cultivation is sufficient, you can directly break through it and go in. It is only a short month's journey from here to the main city of the Demon Emperor State. You just need to keep moving forward."
Under the threat of death, the other party dared not even tremble when speaking, fearing that if he displeased Feng Qingyang, the other party would kill him. Wouldn't he have no chance to cry at that time? He wouldn't even have the chance to be reincarnated.
"Take this seriously, if you are lying to me." Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and after the flashing cold light appeared, it suddenly flashed and enveloped the god in an instant, carefully checking the other party's breath.
"Seriously, absolutely seriously. I will…I guarantee it with my life."
Feng Qingyang nodded. He could see from the other party's eyes that he was not lying. After a little hesitation and looking at the deep devil's pit, Feng Qingyang finally decided to take a risk.
Whether he uses the refined Dansha himself or auctions it off to others, it will be of great benefit to him. Moreover, he is always walking on the edge of death. If he encounters a dangerous and powerful existence one day, he can devour the Dansha at the critical moment, burst out with three times the power and run away. Compared with the drop in cultivation, life is obviously more important.
"You lead the way. I want to go directly to the second floor."
Feng Qingyang spoke again, but this time it was no longer a discussion or inquiry, but a direct order. He looked at the other person's eyes and did not give him any chance to consider.
"good."
The god nodded, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground. The edge of the first layer was actually approaching his limit. If he were to approach the edge of the second layer, the powerful demonic energy would instantly transform him into a demon. But now under the threat of Feng Qingyang, he could not turn back, let alone negotiate terms.
If you don't go, you will die immediately, but if you go, you might be able to walk out of it alive.
The two of them slowly descended through the void, with Feng Qingyang following behind him a hundred meters away. In the dark devil pit, there was no light at all, and no breath of life could be felt, only endless death energy. The extremely dense air, which blew over Feng Qingyang's face, made his hair open, like a fish entering the sea. The exhilarating feeling instantly swept through every inch of his body.
But as he went down, he not only did not feel any pressure, but he became more relaxed, and his expression became happy. Looking at the god in front of him who was sitting on pins and needles, he smiled faintly. Although he had killed many people, he was not the kind of person who killed innocent people, okay
About two hours later, the god leading the way in front suddenly let out a scream, and the broken armor on his body made a clanging sound, which caused the earth to shake, and the evil energy floating in the void quickly gathered towards him.
"Demonization?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, but was relieved in an instant. No wonder there were endless demons born here. In addition to the demonic energy contained in themselves, those ancient gods who could not resist the erosion of the demonic energy were obviously the source of the endless supply of demons.
"We can't let him die."
As soon as he thought about it, he raised his hand and pointed forward. At that moment, the cold breath instantly locked onto the opponent, and the evil energy that was corroding him collapsed under the shock of this powerful breath.
The god's face turned pale. At that moment he truly felt the demonic energy devouring him. It was almost like a whirlwind sweeping away everything. He couldn't even hold on to his soul, let alone resist or take it as his own.
"Thank you very much, Senior."
He turned back stutteringly, clasped his fists and bowed to Feng Qingyang. A hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he was somewhat relieved that he knew the best time.
The most important thing is that he now understands that Feng Qingyang will not kill him, otherwise, he would not have rescued him when he was about to be swallowed by the evil spirit.
"Senior, if we go down for another half a quarter of an hour, we will see the passage. Why don't you go down by yourself? I have reached my limit." The god said with a trembling voice. He was able to hold on for two hours, which was the result of overdrawing his potential and bursting into madness. If he continued to go down without knowing the danger, he would probably die.
"Keep going."
Feng Qingyang did not answer him, but spoke in a deep voice.
As soon as these words were spoken, the god's face turned pale and his soul almost burst out of his body under the impact of the demonic energy. He wanted to refuse Feng Qingyang's request, but when he thought of the other party's strength, he swallowed hard.
"I... I..."
"If I don't let you die, who else can take your life?" Feng Qingyang shouted harshly. If he didn't think this god had good aptitude and was a promising talent, he would not bother to waste words with him.
"Okay." After a slight hesitation, the god stopped talking and resolutely turned around and rushed down. Feng Qingyang couldn't kill him. He was approaching him as just an ordinary god, and there was no benefit to be gained from him.
Thinking of this, his heart, which had been hanging in his throat, suddenly fell back, "Senior, in addition to powerful mana, the passage to the magic pit also requires a kind of crystal to open it."