"Xiao Zhu, I'll take you to kill people!" After saying that, Feng Qingyang raised his hand and waved around. With this wave, the Sun of the God Emperor in the sky suddenly shrank, and there was a blood-red circular halo in the whistling sound. With the appearance of this halo, it instantly became the only sound between heaven and earth.
Amidst the roar, powerful air waves spread in all directions, and the massive shock waves caused all the killers that were touched to scream miserably. Their bodies immediately shattered into pieces. Although they did not die, most of them had lost their combat effectiveness.
Mountains and rivers were shattered, the earth collapsed, the sky trembled, the universe shattered, countless pieces of stone and cracks in the void were flying in the sky. In a blink of an eye, half of the killers suffered unprecedented heavy losses. The autumn wind swept through, like a dead tree and rotten wood, causing them to completely lose the encirclement of Feng Qingyang.
At this moment, when the shock wave was about to hit the central hall, a vague outline suddenly appeared, and the moment it appeared, it pressed down on Feng Qingyang's illusory halo. He was intimidating without even being angry, and his golden imperial robe was full of dominance. With his appearance, the remaining killers all looked overjoyed, and showed mad respect and the purest worship from the deepest part of their souls.
When his palm was heading towards Feng Qingyang's transformed Sun of the God Emperor, the strange blood-colored light collided with it, causing Feng Qingyang's body to instantly roll backwards. His hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and his blood-red eyes almost burst into a dazzling brilliance. He roared, and his body quickly rolled backwards at this moment.
"You are not qualified enough to destroy the core of my Jiuli Divine Dynasty!" The figure snorted coldly. As the words came out, he began to make quick hand gestures with his hands. A powerful murderous aura suddenly appeared in the darkness. It spread rapidly and formed an absolute world. This world was like a transparent light curtain, wrapping Feng Qingyang and him in it.
People in the outside world can clearly see and feel this change. It is clearly the isolation between the worlds. Moreover, the isolation between these worlds is not as fragile as that of the small world, but as hard as the world barrier. It is almost an overbearing barrier of the same form as the Supreme Divine Realm. The light curtain is like a wall, blocking everything.
When the light curtain appeared, there was an instantaneous loud collision inside it. The earth-shaking roar it emitted was so loud that it shook the entire universe. The roar echoed, and even with the blocking of this powerful world barrier, it still powerfully penetrated and spread out.
This scene was very strange. The strange thing was that the world inside was almost turned upside down. The void shattered and then merged, and then collapsed after the fusion. However, the world outside the light curtain, except for the deafening roar, there was no change at all. It was like watching a scene far away in time and space, just like usual.
Feng Qingyang was trembling all over. His powerful potential had almost exhausted everything. Under the bombardment of this big hand, he was covered in blood. With a bang, the halo behind his head shattered into pieces and collapsed directly in a flash.
"You want to kill me, but it's not that easy!" Feng Qingyang roared. He raised one hand and pointed forward. The Corpse King's bloodline circulated to the extreme, condensing the power of immortals and gods into one in an instant, turning into an astonishing inch of light, which flashed like lightning, or like a flash of wind across the sky.
"Jiuli, get out of here!" The voice was like thunder, and a sentence followed by the word "explosion" suddenly appeared. His words made the other person's face flash with a gloomy and cold light. The fear and murderous intent in him appeared at the same time. He smiled coldly, looking at the powerful inch of light coming towards him, and finally held back something.
However, his ability to hold back did not mean that Feng Qingyang could do the same. He did not stop, but shook his body and merged into the ray of light. With a loud bang, from the perspective of people outside, it looked like a dragon, a blood-red dragon, which instantly pierced through the body of the figure.
In an instant, there was a sound of collapse, and the figure was shattered. What was rare was that it exploded in an instant. At the moment when the figure disappeared, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. There seemed to be a faint voice from heaven and earth: "Very good, very good... We will wait for you in the deepest part of the sky, and then we will settle your crime today!"
Feng Qingyang didn't care. The blood dragon returned to its original form. He held Zhu Xuezhu in his arms, with two sharp fangs sticking out from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the almost completely stunned killers around him and said, "Is this your myth? Won't you die in my hands too?"
"How dare you! How daring! You are committing a crime of disrespect!" The crowd was so angry that even with their injured bodies, they rushed towards Feng Qingyang.
Boom boom boom!
However, their arrival was of no use at all. Feng Qingyang was too powerful at this moment. He had almost overdrawn all his potential. His corpse king bloodline was almost completely burned out. He had not been so furious for countless years.
Feng Qingyang almost turned into a meat grinder. Wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river and minced meat flew everywhere. He stepped on the blood and countless corpses and walked to the center of the palace. Looking at the faintly spreading golden figure inside, he murmured, "If Xiaozhu dies, I will definitely make sure that the Jiuli lineage will be wiped out and all the people of the royal family will be exterminated. From now on, there will be no Jiuli in the Supreme God Realm! I can do it, and you know I will do it!"
These words contained an unparalleled murderous intent, and the murderous intent in Feng Qingyang's eyes could not be concealed at all. After he finished speaking, he walked out from the center in a flash, silently looking at the woman in his arms, and looking at the blood-red rose that appeared on her chest.
"Xiao Zhu, you will die. If I don't let you die, you can't die. If the heaven wants you to die, I will destroy the heaven. If the world wants you to die, I will destroy the world. You can't die. If you are gone, is there any meaning for me to exist?"
Feng Qingyang spoke slowly and word by word. He raised his bloody hand and gently stroked Zhu Xuezhu's pale cheek, feeling her gradually cooling body. Lines of blood and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Why, why is there a second time? You fell into a deep sleep to save me that year, why do you want to make me go through it a second time? Is this fair to me?" Feng Qingyang was silent, recalling the brief but unforgettable and forever unforgettable memories with Zhu Xuezhu, he almost burned with anger.
"If the Six Paths want to take away your soul, I will refine the Six Paths again. If fate has destined you to perish here, I will break this fate. In short, I want you to come back alive, you must come back alive!" Feng Qingyang looked up at the sky, and finally fixed his gaze on the Sun of his Divine Emperor.