Boom!
The heaven and earth roared again, and then suddenly returned to calm, but the green light curtain was still shrouded in smoke and dust, making it unclear.
The people from the outside world finally regained their composure after a brief loss of consciousness. They looked at the stadium covered by the green light curtain, but they were stunned and speechless.
How could this be called a battle between genius disciples? This was simply a method used by masters in the late stage of foundation building. Only those with such strength could unleash such a strong power.
You know, someone in the late foundation building stage can serve as an elder in a sect, and one of the two fighting ones is at the peak of the middle foundation building stage, which is understandable, but the other one is only at the peak of the early wandering zombie stage!
An ordinary zombie, even one at the peak of the late stage of wandering zombies, is just a puppet of a large sect. But this one, this little zombie is surprisingly powerful, possessing an intelligent will and a perverted body. It is simply a symbol of perversion and evil.
Little did people know that although Feng Qingyang had the body of a zombie, he still retained his human soul, and only in this way could he be unique.
After a long time, the billowing smoke in the green light curtain finally calmed down.
Inside the field, the huge pit that was blasted out before more than doubled in size again. How powerful a force would be needed to cause such destructive power!
Everyone's throat was dry and they couldn't utter a word.
"Is it over? Is the war over?" Someone in the crowd finally couldn't stand the silence and started asking questions first.
As he asked the question, the crowd suddenly burst into roars, but apart from a bottomless pit in the center of the light curtain, there was no trace of them.
"Could it be that they died together?" someone murmured numbly.
"Wow!" Upon hearing these words, the crowd was in an uproar again. Half an incense stick had passed, and there was still no trace of the figure. They believed that Lu Xun and Feng Qingyang had died together.
Castle in the air, after hearing the cheers of the crowd below, Qian Duoduo could no longer hold back his excitement and suddenly lifted the red veil covering his head, revealing an extremely delicate face.
From a distance, it sounded just like the guqin piece that Feng Qingyang played that day.
I happily opened the envelope, held the photo in my hand, and looked closely at it. I saw red lips, dark eyebrows, and watery eyes, and I felt a deep and lasting love...
Her eyes were filled with mist as she stared blankly at the huge pit below. Suddenly, the Lord of Guiyuan City finally waved his hand and dispersed the light curtain.
Suddenly, a sense of desolation emanated from it. Even though such a long time had passed, the residual power still made everyone feel frightened.
Some people even started to riot and wanted to fly through the air to find out what was going on, but they were stopped by the elders from Guiyuan City from all directions.
At this moment, a red cloud suddenly passed through the sky. She ignored the cold looks of the old men around her and flew straight to the edge of the pit. Looking at the bottomless pit below, her heart ached violently.
She covered her chest with her hands, her eyes full of disbelief and sadness. That look was enough to make the heaven and earth pale in comparison. She shed tears like raindrops. Her bright red wedding gown should have made her look joyous, but she did not feel any joy at all, only endless sadness.
After a long time, she finally shouted towards the huge black pit below, and stood up with a desolate look, which made everyone feel sad.
"Brother Qingyang!" She fell to the edge, tears finally bursting from her eyes and dripping like crystals. She couldn't speak and just stayed there.
The entire audience was silent, unknowingly infected by her sadness, and lamented the death of two geniuses, two powerful men who were supposed to be in charge of a region in the future.
But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the big pit, and two whooshing sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and it turned out that Lu Xun and Feng Qingyang flew out from it together.
The crowd who were originally sighing inwardly were stunned for a moment, looking at the two people flying out as if they had seen a ghost.
Feng Qingyang was in tatters, half of his body was almost broken, and there were deep wounds everywhere! But his face was filled with a domineering look, his eyes were cold and fierce, and he scanned the scene. No one dared to look at him.
Looking at Lu Xun, he was exactly the same as Feng Qingyang. His snow-white gown was stained with blood, and he looked like a bloody man. His nose and face were swollen, and he looked like a pig's head. His body was also in tatters, and there was a piece of white bone sticking out of his sword-holding arm.
The two looked at each other in the air. After a long silence, it was Lu Xun who spoke first.
"You win!" After saying that, his body flashed with light, but he instantly returned to his original state, still as elegant as ever. He turned around and looked at the sky pavilion and said, "I will come again when the secret realm is opened!" Then he crushed a golden jade slip in his hand and disappeared on the spot with a swish.
"Did we win?" Feng Qingyang murmured, but with a bitter tone. In that final blow, Lu Xun suddenly withdrew a bit of his strength, and it was this bit of strength that made them end up in a tie.
Little did they know that if Lu Xun did not withdraw that force at the last moment, the two of them would end up dying together!
While he was thinking, suddenly a fiery red figure rushed towards him and hugged him tightly, with such strength that it seemed as if he was about to melt into his body.
"Brother Qingyang, I thought I would never see you again." She looked up and looked at Feng Qingyang, whose face was covered in blood. She waved her wrist and a white handkerchief appeared in her hand.
Before, she thought he was dead and was extremely sad. But when she saw him appear alive in the end, she could no longer control the love in her heart. She finally mustered up the courage to fly up to the sky and hug him tightly.
Everyone looked at the two people above. Surprisingly, no one made a noise. The world suddenly became quiet. Even the Lord of Guiyuan City in the castle in the sky looked at Feng Qingyang deeply with a complicated expression and then left.
"I thought you were dead!"
"How could I possibly die? Even if the world were to collapse, I would still be able to live well like a cockroach."
"Puchi!" Qian Duoduo burst into laughter when she heard the humorous words. There were still crystal tears on her face, but the smile bloomed in an instant.
“Ahem!”
At this moment, an awkward cough sounded next to his ears. Feng Qingyang looked in the direction of the sound and saw the old man in charge of management flying over. He looked at the two people hugging each other with an unnatural expression on his face, but he still announced the result of the game to the crowd below.
"Feng Qingyang won this battle and will be married soon..."
After saying this, he looked at Feng Qingyang meaningfully and flew away, but he did not yell at the two to let go.
"Brother Qingyang!"
"Um?"
"Are you really willing to marry me?"
"Don't hold me so tight, you're almost breaking my waist."
"You haven't answered my question yet!"
"My waist is broken..."
“…!”
Feng Qingyang looked up into the distance, his eyes wandering, and the faces of Zhu Xuezhu and Jiu Huang seemed to appear in his eyes.
"How should I treat her..."