As soon as these words were spoken, a roar was heard in the void.
As if responding to Feng Qingyang, the moment he raised his head, he happened to see Lu Wenran coming towards him.
"What is he doing here?"
While thinking, Feng Qingyang rushed forward. With his sudden appearance, the other party stopped running and stood in the void, looking at Feng Qingyang in shock and asked: "Young Master, are you still alive?"
"What else do you think?" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. This was indeed a strange thing to say. From his words, it seemed that he thought he was dead. Then, during the time he was away, had any unexpected things happened in the outside world
While he was deep in thought, a purple lightning suddenly shot down from the sky at a very fast speed, and it headed straight for them the moment it landed. However, its target was not Feng Qingyang, but it flickered faintly towards the direction of Lu Wenran.
Lu Wenran's face changed drastically and he wanted to dodge, but by the time he realized it, it was too late. He was not qualified to dodge, and he did not have the strength to dodge. Almost at this moment, divine thunder flashed and passed through Lu Wenran's chest.
His eyes immediately dimmed, and his vitality began to drain away in large quantities. It could be said that he would die in a flash in just a moment. The speed of this divine thunder was too fast, and the destructive power it brought was unprecedented, making it so that even Lu Wenran, a powerful mid-stage God King, could not react in time, and he was about to perish under this violent murderous intent.
Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Lv Wenran who was in pain. He approached quickly. His eyes flashed the moment he got close. Without thinking, he raised his right hand, made a series of hand gestures and then tapped Lv Wenran's body.
This person cannot die yet, at least in Feng Qingyang's opinion, he cannot die, because he can feel the sincerity from the other party. That feeling is like the people from the Ice Palace Alliance whom he met in the cultivation world when he debuted.
Clouds in the sky gathered and rolled, shrinking rapidly and finally turning into a fist-sized colorful bead, floating in the void, silently swallowing up the complex air from all directions. In this bead, Feng Qingyang clearly saw a glimmer of the light of life.
This is an egg, an egg with life. The lightning that was just released was just the subconscious action of this thing after it appeared, and Lu Wenran was also hit by this divine lightning by chance.
After understanding this, Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this was not an enemy. But if it was not an enemy, then what was it? He looked at the colorful beads with doubtful eyes.
"Don't worry, you won't die." Feng Qingyang said in a serious voice, and the immortal power in his body rushed into Lv Wenran's body frantically, instantly relieving his collapsing flesh. Then he waved his hand to set up an extremely powerful barrier, sealing himself and Lv Wenran in it, isolating them from the bead.
"Swallow this pill." Then, Feng Qingyang flipped his hand and took out a green pill and threw it to Lu Wenran. His seal only temporarily stopped the collapse of his body. In fact, if he wanted to repair it completely, he would need to repair it himself.
Lu Wenran looked at Feng Qingyang with gratitude, swallowed the pill and sat cross-legged on the spot. He clenched his hands and began to recover quickly. He didn't want to die, but at the same time he couldn't become a burden to Feng Qingyang. Doing so would mean that he would only be further and further away from Feng Qingyang, and he couldn't even look up to him.
"It's a pity that I'm a mid-stage God King, but I have no place to use my skills here, otherwise I wouldn't feel so aggrieved." Inside the barrier, Lu Wenran had a pale face, looking at Feng Qingyang who was standing aside without saying a word. He didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he saw a trace of sincerity in the other's eyes. That's why he was so devoted to following Feng Qingyang.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang's eyes suddenly flashed, and he walked out of the barrier with a thought. At that moment, he raised his right hand and grabbed the void, and immediately grabbed the colorful beads floating in the void in his hand. As he grabbed it, the beads immediately shook rapidly, struggling to escape from his hand.
At this time, Feng Qingyang's eyes revealed a monstrous murderous aura. He exerted force with his hands to firmly imprison him inside, and then shouted in a low voice: "Immortal magic, seal!"
After the three major artistic conceptions transformed into immortal arts, the power they contained became even more terrifying. As soon as the words fell, a heart-wrenching scream was heard from it. At this moment, huge magma surged out from the ground, rising from the ground, covering the sky and the sun. From the outside, it looked like a volcano that was completely boiling and beginning to erupt.
At the moment of the explosion, Feng Qingyang felt dark for a while, and he felt a huge force rushing out from it, turning into an unimaginable force rushing in all directions. In an instant, he heard crackling sounds coming from the void. The terrifying high temperature contained in this bead actually produced a power as powerful as the fire sacrificed by the Half-Step God who had previously chased Feng Qingyang.
But at this moment, Feng Qingyang immediately snorted and said: "Immortal method, the state of destruction!"
When this loud shout was heard, the entire void world began to tremble deeply. Large areas of the vast sky collapsed like ripples in all directions, and there was a trend of collapse in an instant.
"Immortal Technique - The Art of Killing!"
Feng Qingyang clasped his hands together and pointed at the pillar that was firmly imprisoned in his palm. At that moment, a deafening roar came from the pillar. The appearance of this sound made the heaven and earth collapse. Rubble flew into the air and large patches of fire shot up into the sky. In a blink of an eye, it covered the sky and the sun, leaving only the flames flashing with colorful light in the void, and there was nothing else.
As large swathes of flames appeared, endless magma rushed in all directions, covering a large area of the earth in an instant. The sky was burning with flames, the earth was ravaged by magma, and the void was filled with a thick, pungent and complex smell of demonic energy.
All this was like the end of the world, with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, causing the royal family members who emerged from the inner world of the mountain to stare at it in amazement, with horror in their eyes, which was so intense that it was extremely intense.
Lu Wenran in the barrier was looking at Feng Qingyang with a wry smile and a complicated expression. He knew how powerful the other party was, and he also knew the gap between him and him. But when this gap was placed in front of him again and again, he suddenly realized that this was his fate.
"Is this the art of immortality?"
Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeves, and immediately a large number of eight-colored halos appeared. These lights were brighter and more powerful than flames. They were simply unparalleled and reached the pinnacle.
"What the hell are you?" Feng Qingyang shouted sternly. He could sense the evil aura contained in the bead, even though it looked beautiful.
"Could it be..."