The Golden Crow cried out loudly, but was knocked down severely by the power of the palm, and several golden feathers fell from it.
Feng Qingyang took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He turned over and jumped onto the Golden Crow's back, smashing down with his huge black fist, which contained no less than hundreds of thousands of pounds of force. Wu Zili screamed in pain and blood flowed from all his orifices.
Wu Zili flapped his wings and turned around like a sharp blade, but Feng Qingyang grabbed it in his hand, and with the power of his body, he broke it hard.
"Crack!" A cracking sound came from Wu Zili's hard wings.
Feng Qingyang's blood was boiling, as if he had turned into a demon god. He punched down with his black fists, and each punch was as powerful as hundreds of thousands of times. The sky and earth collapsed, the sun and moon lost their light, and the mountains and rivers even rolled back. Under his fists, Wu Zili screamed miserably.
Everyone's scalps tingled as they stared at Feng Qingyang in a daze. They couldn't help but gasp for air, and their whole bodies trembled slightly.
Wu Zili was completely stunned by the beating. His head was a mess, stars were flashing in front of his eyes, and blood was flowing from all his orifices. The huge Golden Crow incarnation was full of cracks and seemed to be on the verge of collapse at any time.
He is a child of destiny, he has never been defeated in his life, and he is the symbol of the genius of the demon race. But at this moment, he is being beaten by Feng Qingyang, a zombie abandoned by heaven and earth.
He was extremely angry, and all of a sudden, some shackles in his heart seemed to open, and his dormant Great Sage bloodline suddenly awakened. At the same time, strange visions began to appear behind Wu Zili.
"Have you had enough?" He cried out indifferently, and then his body suddenly rolled up and threw Feng Qingyang out.
At the same time, he turned into a human form, and his golden armor was full of cracks. He was actually hunted by Feng Qingyang. He himself was in a miserable state, with a pale face and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Feng Qingyang coldly, with two pairs of wings flashing behind him. He held a golden spear in his hand. The wind and clouds above his head whistled and gradually turned purple.
“Purple, that is the vision of the Heavenly Demon Prince… Purple air comes from the east for eight hundred miles…” the crowd exclaimed, looking at the purple air appearing in the sky in amazement.
"Strange phenomenon? Interesting!" The middle-aged man on the Guiyuan battleship said in his heart, looking at the rolling purple air above, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking about writing.
“Red Devil… you are very good! No one has ever used visions better than me…” His golden armor clanked, and the spear in his hand shook, and even the heaven and earth trembled, as if they could not bear the golden spear in his hand.
At this time, the purple air gathered more and more, rolling in from the east. There seemed to be an immortal king sitting in it. That immortal king was none other than Wu Zili's incarnation, sitting high above the nine heavens, like the god of time, looking at the common people coldly.
Purple air comes from the east for eight hundred miles...
"Wherever my purple energy covers, I am the sky and I am the earth. A second-rate little zombie is already a person abandoned by heaven, how dare you stir up waves?"
He sneered, and the injuries on his body recovered rapidly with the blessing of the purple energy. In just half an incense stick of time, he had recovered as before.
"Purple air comes from the east for eight hundred miles, and the Immortal King descends to the ninth heaven!" This is Wu Zili's vision, a vision of absolute control. It can be said that wherever the purple air covers, he is the absolute master.
At this moment, the Immortal King who was sitting high in the purple air stared at Feng Qingyang with a frown and cold eyes.
"Kneel down!" He shouted loudly, and all of a sudden, the whole world was filled with the voice of asking him to kneel down, layer upon layer, sweeping towards Feng Qingyang.
It seemed that if they didn't kneel down, they would be rebelling against the heaven and going against the way of the universe. Countless people were moved and horrified to the extreme.
When human power is exhausted and the power of nature is infinite, can human energy dare to fight against heaven and earth? Although cultivation is against heaven, it is also in accordance with heaven's will. No matter who you are, you will not go against the power of heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyang's body sank, and he was knocked to the ground by the powerful pressure as he shouted loudly.
Bang!
The ground shook, and his feet sank directly into the square below, with his body slightly hunched.
The power of heaven and earth is too strong. Under the cover of purple energy, there is the supreme power, in absolute control. No matter how powerful you are, no matter who you are, you must submit to heaven and earth. Those who resist will only die!
“Kneel down… Kneel down!”
Boom! Feng Qingyang heard a series of roars in his ears. The shadow behind him also shattered with this roar, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke and escaped back into Feng Qingyang's body.
The sound of this roar was everywhere in the void. Feng Qingyang looked dazed, and his body slowly hunched over...
Seeing this, Wu Zili laughed. His laugh was extremely arrogant, with his hair flying behind him. The golden armor set him off, making him look very domineering.
"Will he really lead the entire demon race in the future? If so, who among our human race dares to compete with him?" Countless people looked at the overwhelming purple air and said in despair in their hearts.
Purple air comes from the east for eight hundred miles. This is a strange sign sent down by heaven and earth, and it is also a favor from heaven and earth. It can be said that good fortune has been bestowed on him. Fighting against it is like fighting against heaven and earth. How can he possibly win
Feng Qingyang had a dazed look on his face, looking at the Immortal King sitting high in the purple air above him, as if he was about to drop his head. But at this moment, he suddenly let out a roar in his heart.
"I am a zombie, I am from the Heaven-defying race, no one can suppress me, not even Heaven!"
His blood began to boil, and a deep sense of unyielding emanated from his body, instantly waking up Feng Qingyang who was about to slowly collapse. At the same time, the disappearing black shadow behind him also began to rapidly solidify again, as if it was about to become a solid entity.
His black hair danced in the wind, and his scales glowed with a faint light. His height was unknown, like a mountain, guarding Feng Qingyang firmly.
He looked at the Immortal King above with his extremely ferocious head, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"roar!"
The black shadow roared towards the sky, and a visible wave of air flew out, mixed with an unyielding spirit that dared to challenge the heaven and earth.
Roar… Roar…
The covering purple air began to roll rapidly under this roar, and the Immortal King inside was even more shaky.
"How can a mortal zombie allow you to go against the will of heaven?" Below, Wu Zili shouted and took a step forward. A stream of essence rushed out of his body. Suddenly, the Immortal King who was swaying above calmed down. At the same time, an extremely powerful pressure swept down again.
"The purple air comes from the east for eight hundred miles. Here, I am the absolute master. Don't resist. Submit!"
"You are proud enough to force me to use the Purple Air Coming Eight Hundred Miles from the East."
Wu Zili laughed wildly. He and the strange phenomenon above complemented each other. His magic power surged, and the pressure of the purple energy above became even stronger.
Feng Qingyang's bones were crackling all over, and it seemed that they would break at any moment. His black shadow in Kobe also looked shaky...
"If I say I want to go against the will of heaven, what can you do?"