Almost at the moment when the tenth round appeared, Feng Qingyang had already arrived at the periphery of the Destiny Dragon. When his body touched the mist surrounding the void, a roar was immediately heard, and a powerful recoil force was fed back to Feng Qingyang from the mist, causing his body to be suddenly shaken away and retreat backwards.
"Do you still want to resist?" Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. His body swayed and instead of retreating, he advanced, turning into a long rainbow in the void and rushing straight towards the Destiny Dragon in the mist. It was obvious that he was going to bear the pressure and smash the Destiny Dragon to pieces.
After understanding the meaning of destiny and his own will, Feng Qingyang no longer feared the mysterious existence and treated it almost as a joke.
Just as he was galloping, the dragon of destiny suddenly roared, and the distance that was originally within reach suddenly became thousands of feet away. There was even a gully in time and space that was invisible to the naked eye. The moment this gully appeared, the pressure of destiny instantly pressed down.
Feng Qingyang's face changed. The pressure of destiny from the sky actually took away half of his cultivation in an instant. This was not just taking it away, but directly changing Feng Qingyang's fate.
He snorted coldly and looked up, just in time to meet the cold eyes of the golden dragon of destiny. The murderous intent in them spread. He saw the fear in the eyes of the dragon of destiny. It was this fear that made Feng Qingyang's inner tyranny surge.
A distance of ten thousand feet is not far. To ordinary people, it is a natural chasm, an uncrossable ravine. It seems that only those who can reach the level of God Lord or God Emperor can walk across it leisurely. But in Feng Qingyang's view, this is just a last gasp, a delaying method used by the other party to prevent him from getting close, and it will definitely not last too long, at most a dozen breaths.
However, within just a dozen breaths, the wind and clouds changed suddenly. The dragon of destiny seemed to sense Feng Qingyang's thoughts. It roared, and then waved its dragon claws. In an instant, a golden long sword appeared in the sky.
This knife is illusory and invisible, but it is visible to the naked eye. Almost the moment it appears, it comes from the air and slashes at Feng Qingyang's body fiercely. This slash is not earth-shattering, nor does it turn the world upside down. It is just light and gentle, and it spreads out from the other end the moment it enters Feng Qingyang's body.
At the other end, Pangu's eyes suddenly shrank as he looked at the golden sword that had slashed through Feng Qingyang and had not yet completely dissipated. He was shocked. This was the law of fate, and he understood the reason for the existence of this thing.
"He didn't kill Feng Qingyang, but his fate. Fate includes opportunities and countless unknowns. I'm afraid this kill will inevitably have a huge impact on his future." As he thought about it, the heart that had just been relieved suddenly revived again. If Feng Qingyang was defeated here, would it mean that he would have another chance to seize the inheritance of Daozu again
Pangu was about to take action when Feng Qingyang, who was standing in front of him, suddenly turned around and looked at him. His cold expression instantly melted and he grinned. His white teeth flashed a strange cold light in the dim void, and his eyes flashed with threats.
"How is it possible!" Pangu blurted out, and immediately retracted his steps, looking at Feng Qingyang with fear. He saw with his own eyes that the other party was slashed by the long sword transformed by the Dragon of Destiny. Even if it was not his cultivation, there should have been a drastic fluctuation. But now from his perspective, especially the pair of eyes after the other party turned around.
There was a strong sense of self-confidence flashing in his mind, which made him suddenly feel that if he made any rash move, the other party would come back and kill him without hesitation.
"Who says that one's cultivation will fall if being cut by fate? I don't believe in fate, so what's the point of it cutting me?" Feng Qingyang said suddenly. As soon as he said this, his long hair fluttered in the air. Looking at the golden sword that was still floating in the void, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of Pangu's shocked eyes. He didn't know what method he used to pull it back and then he opened his mouth to swallow it.
At last, he licked his lips with satisfaction, and his deep pupils released a shocking light. Coupled with the golden halo spreading behind his head, he undoubtedly looked like a young God Emperor.
Pangu was in despair. He had completely and utterly lost the will to continue competing with the opponent. His heart, which had just been revived, fell silent again.
Despair is like this. Every time hope appears, it will be wiped out by cruel reality, and then the last glimmer of hope will be cut off.
This is true for him, and so is the Dragon of Destiny. The only one who benefits is Feng Qingyang, and he is also the ultimate winner. His victory is certain, and it has already become a foregone conclusion.
He had no idea what a sensation the halo that appeared behind his head had caused in the Supreme God Realm, and he had no idea of the changes in himself at this time, especially after the third appearance of the Tenth Wheel of the God Emperor's Sun in the Supreme God Realm, countless powerful beings had focused their attention on him, whether they were from the Demon Realm or the Supreme God Realm.
Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, with a hint of absolute confidence, he crossed through the void. After swallowing the golden long sword, his cultivation seemed to have undergone another transformation. In fact, he was now on the verge of a breakthrough, especially under the threat of the Dragon of Destiny, he realized the meaning of his own existence.
This change has improved his will and life level, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of reincarnation, that is, the realm of the powerful God King.
He jumped up and turned into a stream of light in the void again, but this time he did not go straight to the Destiny Dragon in the void. Instead, he directly locked onto the Taoist inheritance in the center of the nine-story altar and flew over with a whoosh.
Almost in a flash, he arrived at the center, walked to the edge of the bronze throne, raised his hand and reached out to the chaos on the other party's body.
"roar!"
The dragon of destiny roared, and a vibration resounding through the universe was heard. The dragon's might twitched directly at Feng Qingyang fiercely. Suddenly, a majestic force that Feng Qingyang could not bear came, and directly blasted through the opponent's defense. This was a resentful attack from the dragon of destiny, and also its angry attack.
Feng Qingyang's body trembled violently, and he was instantly pulled out by the dragon's tail. His body was shattered, and large amounts of blood flowed out. He almost collapsed completely at that moment, and he once again felt a sense of annihilation in his heart. After all, fate is fate, and he is a dragon, not a worm.
"I will definitely kill you today!" Feng Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stopped his body from retreating in the void.