The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 1310: 1369 Pursuit

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He appeared suddenly, and then quickly rushed to the outskirts of the cave.

Feng Qingyang remained silent, his expression cold. He followed the other party from a distance, sneering in his heart. For the devil, there was no need to show any mercy.

Half a day later, the other party had completely left the cave. At this time, Feng Qingyang no longer hid his figure. He withdrew his concealment technique and appeared in the void.

At that moment, the two men looked at each other suddenly. The demon felt a bang in his head and his face suddenly turned from red to white. He turned around and wanted to escape back to the cave. His expression was extremely solemn. Who would have thought that the other party was still here, and from the look of it, he was actually waiting for him. If he didn't bring this news back, I'm afraid their stronghold here would be completely finished.

As for Feng Qingyang, the moment he looked into the other party's eyes, his head shook slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He did not feel any discomfort. Although the other party was a god-king-level demon, he was still far inferior to him.

"Hmph, I thought that demons were the kind that killed innocent people indiscriminately and were brave but not wise. I didn't expect that the same demon I met recently was so cautious and meticulous. After discovering me, he didn't fight desperately, but turned around and ran away. He is really smart to the extreme." Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth, with the fangs sticking out of his lips, made the smile look particularly weird and evil.

This time, he no longer followed the other party from a distance, but moved in the air at an extremely fast speed, shrinking the distance into an inch. In almost an instant, he circled in front of the other party, and then looked at him intently.

"roar!"

The demon glared, and after touching Feng Qingyang, he immediately changed direction without thinking, with a hint of panic flashing across his face. Feng Qingyang's speed was too fast, almost to the point of frightening him.

The two of them walked one in front and one behind, one fast and one slow, through the dim second level of the magic pit. Under the guidance of the demon leader, Feng Qingyang had completely lost his sense of direction. He could no longer tell where he was.

The changes that occurred in the void at this time were very dark, and gradually more demonic energy spread out from the third layer, causing the rules on all sides of him to be extremely suppressed, so that when he was traveling through the void, he felt a rare sticky and slow feeling.

It felt like a huge hand was covering the entire second level of the magic pit, and then slowly squeezing it. Such a powerful force directly controlled the power of rules here, making him unable to muster the slightest power to resist.

At this moment, the demon's figure gradually became blurred at the moment of change, and it seemed that he would disappear at any time. Feng Qingyang's heart sank. This was unacceptable. If he really let him get away, wouldn't all his time waiting there be wasted

From the moment he received the divine order and arrived at the imperial capital of the Jiuli Divine Dynasty, he only had three short months. During these three months, he had to cross several major cities of the states. Only in this way could he enter the imperial capital to participate in the Taoist inheritance site that could only be opened once every hundred thousand years.

He pinched a seal with one hand and pressed lightly on his brow. In a flash, his originally clear and dark pupils suddenly turned scarlet. The dazzling fire spread and shot out directly from his eyes, then enveloped the void and locked onto the demon in the direction he had escaped.

"Want to escape? Have you ever asked me for my consent?" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. As his gaze changed, a huge colorful sun appeared directly behind his body. The sun was rotating slowly, and with each rotation, thousands of silk threads shot forward, causing the darkness to collapse. Countless laws of power quickly locked onto the fleeing demon in front.

And at the moment he locked onto the other person, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to change again. The void in which he existed and the laws that imprisoned this place all collapsed. At the moment of collapse, he shortened the distance between the two of them. For a moment, a terrifying aura appeared, as if to destroy the world.

"Demon, please stay. I still need you to refine the Dansha. What can I do without you?" Feng Qingyang shouted in a low voice. The moment this voice echoed, it collapsed in all directions. The powerful force stimulated the demon who was fleeing in front to tremble violently in his heart and his face turned pale.

Everything in front of his eyes began to change. It seemed as if a powerful force transformed into a huge roulette wheel, which fell from the sky and collapsed in all directions. Then it came directly towards him recklessly, sweeping towards him like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

He knew very well that if he was hit by the power of the roulette wheel, even if he was touched a little bit, he would be shattered into pieces in an instant. He was no match for Feng Qingyang now, and he was not qualified to fight him.

"Feng Qingyang, why do you have to kill me?" The devil was almost crazy. Feng Qingyang's pursuit made him tremble all over. Every time he looked back, he felt frightened, as if his life and death were in his hands.

He couldn't resist, and had no strength to defend himself, so he could only let it collapse naturally.

"Since we have different paths, life and death have nothing to do with each other. It is natural for me to kill you, and if you kill me, it is also your fate." Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice. Although he said so, he was a little shocked in his heart.

No one knew his identity, but this devil revealed his name in an instant. If there was no trick, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

"We have no grudges or hatred."

"Wrong, there is a grudge. Since you know that I am Feng Qingyang, you should know what happened when I broke through the realm. As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. You, the upper ones, want to kill me, so when I catch you, who is the lower one, I can only kill you."

As he spoke, Feng Qingyang raised his hand and pressed towards the void, his body leaning forward slightly in an instant. The colorful sun that appeared behind him began to transform from illusion to substance, and a thick beam of light emerged from it to match his palm. The dim sky suddenly rose up with mist rolling, like a river flowing slowly, endlessly and mightily. Under the rolling, a huge palm condensed and appeared directly in the void.

"Immortal Technique - Blood Demon Handprint."

This time, it was Feng Qingyang's magic against the other magic. As early as in the Four Great Realms, he had already made up his mind to be a devil. He was most familiar with the devil. Perhaps the City of Sin at that time was a synonym for the devil, but he did not understand it at that time. But now, with everything he encountered in the Supreme God Realm, he gradually began to understand that perhaps, this was the cause and effect.