"What are you afraid of? Catch this guy!"
From the deepest part of the inner world, a huge hand suddenly stretched out, and the red shattered void rushed straight towards Feng Qingyang.
"Peak God King!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes focused, and he quickly made a gesture with one hand, which then turned into a fist and collided with it with a bang. It seemed like a random punch, but at the moment it fell into the void, a force that was enough to destroy the world came from it.
The big hand came with great force, but after it came into contact with Feng Qingyang, there was a sudden loud bang. The powerful force directly shook the big hand, shattering it, breaking it into pieces, and finally it exploded completely with a bang.
And at this moment, Feng Qingyang's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in an instant.
"Killer!" The monks from all directions felt their scalps tingling and their eyes suddenly widened with unimaginable shock. Only killers could have such a fast speed because they had already triggered the law of time.
"He is a killer, and a killer with a golden mask. It is extremely difficult for us to kill him, but he can kill us in a blink of an eye." In the depths of the inner world, an old man slowly appeared.
He stepped out of the void and came to the side of the middle-aged man. With his appearance, the people around him left and retreated, revealing a large open space. At the same time, they looked at him respectfully and shouted, "Elder, if he comes here, he will kill the two God Kings of my royal family."
Feng Qingyang's disappearance left a huge shadow in their hearts. If it was really as the elder said, then wouldn't they become the other party's prey
"Set up the formation and find it for me!" The old man's eyes were red, and there was a ferocious look in the valley. The place where the dragons were hidden belonged to the royal family. In his opinion, how could they tolerate an outsider cultivator to act so presumptuously here
This time the forbidden area was opened, and it was he who led the royal family of Longzang State into it, just because it was said that a treasure would be born in you this time, and this thing would become the fundamental thing for the birth of another god in Longzang Land.
However, just as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around abruptly and looked at the void behind him. He bit his tongue and a mouthful of blood spurted out towards it.
The red light spread, and a red elixir the size of a fingernail appeared inside. It spun around and headed straight for the void in front with a sharp breath. Amid the whistling sound, the elixir changed even faster, as if millions of sharp sword qi were pouring out from it. Amid the deafening roars, the power of the elixir reached its peak and exploded to its apex at this moment.
"This pill is good, but if you use it to hurt people, it would be a waste of resources." A cold voice came from the void, spreading in all directions, but in front of the elder, Feng Qingyang's figure appeared directly. He wore a golden fox mask and snow-white clothes. He took a step out of the void, then raised his right hand and grabbed forward. In an instant, eight-colored light spread.
With a loud bang, it expanded countless times, and pulled the rotating red elixir hard, and finally pinched it in the palm of his hand. He looked at him, sneered, and swallowed it into his body.
"You..." The elder groaned, his face pale and blood boiling. This elixir was his life-saving magic weapon, which had been nurtured since he was born. It contained an extremely rich spirit, but when Feng Qingyang grabbed it, the connection between the two was forcibly cut off, causing him to be mentally disturbed and seriously injured. But in fact, a trace of fear arose in his ferocious heart.
“He severed my connection with my life-saving magic weapon so easily. How strong is he? Is he really just a late-stage celestial being as rumored?” This royal elder of the Longzang State was so famous when he went out that he was even more noble than some gods in the kingdom of gods.
But now, he was scared, really scared, especially when he thought of Feng Qingyang's swift and decisive methods, the kind of effortless and unstoppable powerful impact that made his scalp tingle.
"Set up the formation, set up the formation quickly..." He only thought for a moment, then shouted loudly, and then quickly retreated backwards, slapped his storage bag and sacrificed a yellow flag. The flag released a dazzling golden light, and a divine dragon was surrounded inside it. It flew out in an instant. Surrounded by a dragon, the elder instantly shouted: "Immortal Slaying Formation!"
As soon as these words came out, the dragon exploded with a bang, and a huge impact force from the stars rushed straight to Feng Qingyang. All this happened in a flash.
The monks who were stunned by shock all around also reacted one by one. They all raised countless yellow flags. The moment they appeared, the illusory dragons flew straight towards Feng Qingyang and exploded.
Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not pause at all after swallowing the elixir. The impact of the dragon's explosion would not cause any harm to him at all.
Under the elder's incredulous gaze, Feng Qingyang instantly moved forward and came to his side. He raised his right hand and put his two fingers together. A swirling purple-gold light gushed out with a bang, piercing through countless dragons that were rushing towards him, and finally landed on the old man's brow.
With a loud bang, the peak God King, who was so powerful and famous, actually exploded and died under this finger. In his collapse, at the moment when his soul escaped from his body, Feng Qingyang grabbed it and swallowed it.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang finally understood the limit of his own strength, and he finally understood the changes in himself clearly. His seemingly random attack before was actually the gathering of all his strength, which means that if he used all his strength, he could defeat the peak God King.
Until this moment, he had truly entered the ranks of the powerful ones in the supreme divine realm and stepped into the ranks of the overlords. As he roared, his hair fluttered and his eyes were as black as ink. He had never felt so refreshed. This feeling was just like the moment when he took control of the four true realms. It was so exhilarating.
Whistling, Feng Qingyang rushed towards the deepest part. Just as he approached, a man in black who was sitting cross-legged in the deepest part suddenly opened his eyes. A gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and there was even a flash of murderous intent. He was the real powerful person in charge here, a half-step god.
At this moment, seeing Feng Qingyang getting closer, he finally lost his patience, and without thinking, a black shadow emerged from his body, turning into his appearance and heading towards him.
The moment he saw Feng Qingyang, he raised his hand and tore it upwards. In an instant, a horrible crack appeared in it. The gap was very small, but turbulent currents flashed through it, making a harsh and irritating crackling sound.
At that moment, a cold snort came from it, and a tremendous pressure rushed straight to Feng Qingyang along the crack, instantly blocking the world around him.