They knew that Feng Qingyang was fully prepared to destroy everything this time. The reason for his killing was that he no longer held back. Since he was going to kill, the best thing to do was to cut the roots.
No matter it is the demon world or the supreme god world, what they are facing at this moment is a peerless evil god who has fallen into madness. His killing offensive is absolutely unparalleled, unprecedented and unrivaled, reaching the pinnacle. He wants to cut off all sources of his anger.
Feng Qingyang growled. He would not think about what others were thinking. He even forgot what he should be thinking. All he had in his eyes was killing, absolute killing. Only killing could dissolve the lingering murderous aura in his heart. He carried an ice coffin with Xiao Zhu's body locked inside. He wanted to tell her that he would make all these damned people go to hell to be buried with him, no matter if they were innocent or were enemies.
All the murderous energy in his body spread out beyond the heaven and earth, transforming into a shocking red light. Wherever it passed, it was like a meat grinder or a behemoth of war. The shocking red light broke through the sky and headed straight for the crowd in all directions. Eighteen powerful forces were broken by him by violent means, and at the same time, a bloody path was opened up.
However, the hundreds of thousands of elite troops covering Feng Qingyang were instantly thrown into chaos like headless flies under this forceful attack, flying around in all directions, in a state of panic. Especially after seeing the tragic death of the person who had spoken before, they closed their lips, leaving only the sound of exploding bodies and the melodious screams that spread across the world for a long time.
The sky instantly turned into a blood-red sea. In the center of the sea, there was a blood-red sun rising slowly. After this scene appeared, a strong aura of antiquity and vicissitudes emerged. This was the technique that Feng Qingyang had comprehended when he was possessed by the devil on the Demon Cliff in the spiritual world. This technique was called Demon Transformation. In this world, in this blood-red sea, Feng Qingyang used it unscrupulously.
As the blood-red setting sun appeared and crushed the heaven and earth, red light suddenly enveloped the heavens. Waves of inhumane painful roars and screams were heard, and blood mist exploded. It was extremely terrifying. It was unknown how many powerful monks had fallen from here. There were countless casualties, and it was completely unpredictable.
The blood-colored sun did not exist for too long, but only a few short breaths. However, during these few breaths, the powerful being trapped in it felt that every breath was a year. The impending death and the ruthless crushing were something no one could understand. The blood-colored world almost turned into a shadow that could not be erased in their lifetime.
When the sky and earth turned dark again, when the sea of blood dissipated, and when everything returned to normal, those powerful men in the Jiuli Imperial City who had not taken any action stared, only to see that the sky, which was originally crowded, was directly damaged by more than half after the blood-red sun was in the sky, the setting sun faded, and the sea disappeared. The rest were hit by the terrifying demonic power, and were struggling to resist in the void, miserable.
Feng Qingyang was standing not far away, still looking at them with cold and fierce eyes. Behind him was the hotel. The crazy murderous aura did not slow down in the midst of the killing, but gradually became stronger and stronger, so that when the setting sun faded, it was covered and submerged by the murderous aura that covered the sky again, one round after another, leaving them no chance to breathe.
At the other end of the world, the road covered with blood and broken flesh was the source of every whirlpool. Broken limbs and flesh were everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and more than half of the mighty ones died. Although the casualties were only ordinary God Lords and peak God Kings, the remaining God Lords, Demon Lords, and even the Demon Emperor who was half a step away from being a Demon Emperor, all had fear in their eyes.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang looked in the direction of Emperor Demon. The moment he looked over, Emperor Demon's face suddenly turned pale, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. He looked at him with fearful eyes and shouted, "I am not a soft persimmon. If you want to kill me, just try. I promise that you will not die happily. Besides, do you dare to kill me? I am the strongest here. Choosing to kill me now is not the wisest choice."
Feng Qingyang ignored him and didn't even raise his eyelids. He pretended not to hear the Demon Emperor's scolding. He simply shifted his gaze away and looked in another direction besides the Demon Emperor. Here, there were a total of eighteen Half-Step God Emperors. These were the trusted great men of the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor.
Even if the God Sovereign and the God King were all dead, as long as the Half-step God Emperor and the Half-step Demon Emperor were not dead, their vitality would not be seriously damaged and they still had a chance to turn around. Feng Qingyang silently swept across their faces and finally stopped above the dim sky. The murderous aura began to rotate in an instant. If he saw something, that was the truth he had been pursuing for countless years. At this moment, it was only one step away from him.
“Feng Qingyang, you…” The Demon Emperor became angry at Feng Qingyang’s disregard. After all, he was a half-step Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm, dominating the Supreme God Realm, and was even a super overlord suppressed by the Jiuli God Emperor himself. But now he was ignored by an ant whom he could crush with ease before. How could this anger not make him go crazy
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. The appearance of this snort was like a thunder explosion that occurred suddenly in a peaceful place. The roar made Emperor Demon's head dizzy. His face suddenly turned pale. He felt as if the world was spinning and blood was flowing from all his orifices. He took several steps back in panic.
No one could see anything. Only Feng Qingyang and Di Mo knew about this change. What kind of powerful will was contained in the cold snort at that moment? The sharpness of that will was beyond their life level, as if they were not in the same world. It was like a powerful ant facing a child. The child might be powerless, but it was easy for it to crush the ant.
Impossible, how could he be so strong? His willpower actually surpassed everything. No wonder he could crush so many powerful beings by himself, the Demon Emperor thought to himself. With a thought, he quickly circulated his magic power to relieve the shock force in his body. The sequelae left by that willpower were too strong. If he was not clear about it, it might damage his sacrifice and he would never have a chance to break through the realm of the Demon Emperor.
"I want to kill people, and no one can stop me. As for the people I want to protect, even if the heaven wants to kill them, I will directly rebel against the heaven and destroy the heaven and the earth. Do you think you can really strangle me?" Feng Qingyang said lightly. The moment he said this, everyone's body trembled suddenly, and the fear in their eyes suddenly increased countless times, even more intense than before.