The dark clouds swayed, and finally disappeared into thin air, all of which were dissipated by his punch!
When the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the long-lost sunshine, Feng Qingyang smiled, but at this moment, he had a green face and fangs, and was exactly the original general. In addition, he was activating the 'Right Arm of the Qilin Lord' at this time, which made him even more terrifying.
The sky was clear and bright, with light pouring down. Feng Qingyang's body shook and a black mist flashed, revealing his true form instantly. He had delicate features and sharp features. He looked as weak as a scholar, but his face revealed a solemn and murderous look!
There was a big hole on his chest, not the one caused by Qingpingzi, but the one caused by thunder. For a moment, the anger in his heart was surging, and it did not subside with the disappearance of the thunder tribulation.
On the contrary, his anger was even greater, but he was smiling, looking at the endless sky, which seemed so strange, as if this sky did not belong to him.
It is precisely because of this that he was despised so much. His eyes passed through layers of void and even saw another starry sky beyond the sky. He didn't know whether that starry sky existed or not.
But he knew that there must be a starry sky that could accommodate their zombie clan!
Perhaps, then you will have the mystery of the origin of zombies. At this moment, his eyes were a little blurred and he seemed confused. The more breakthroughs he made and the closer he got to perfection, the stronger the rejection and sadness he could feel.
Just before, when he had perfectly broken through the 'Right Arm of Qiong Zun', he suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart, which came from the depths of his soul.
It was the emergence of this sadness that made him confused and almost wavered in his determination.
In that endless sorrow, it seemed that some things were different from what was recorded in the classics. It was rumored that the Lord Qiong left a curse, which led to the birth of zombies.
But no one knows what state the Hou Zun who left the curse is in. Even the four generals who are close to the ancestors of zombies, Ying Gou, Hanba, Hou Qing, and Jiang Chen, even they cannot feel the sorrow coming from the soul.
Only Feng Qingyang could feel that he had the innate bloodline of the Corpse King and was born with a zombie body. He was not a change brought about by the curse, but was born with a certain will.
It seemed that at this moment, he finally understood why he used to like archaeology, almost like crazy archaeology. He seemed to be exploring something, but he didn't know what the so-called exploration was.
Therefore, he had to read books on the I Ching and Feng Shui like crazy, trying to find some clues from them, but he didn't know what to look for.
After he traveled through time, when his dormant bloodline of the Corpse King was activated by General Ying Gou, when he began to embark on the path of cultivation, when he faced life-and-death crises again and again.
He finally discovered that there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of him. As long as he could pierce through the fog, he would be able to know everything he wanted, the origin of zombies, why zombies were despised by heaven and earth, and - as well as a dream that troubled his heart.
In the dream, there was a giant standing tall, and that giant seemed to be himself!
“Is this fate?”
He muttered to himself, his body glowed, and the big hole in his chest was healing quickly!
But he looked a little dazed. The sky was shining with brilliant light, but it did not shine on his face. It seemed that even the light was not far from him.
It makes him look out of place, born in the world but not recognized by it!
"Why, why do you have to do this!"
He roared in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. A chill emanated from his body, and suddenly, with him as the center, the sky that had been full of sunshine suddenly lost its light.
In a flash, a large area of black fog appeared, and under the dark room, snowflakes were floating in the air. Feng Qingyang smiled, feeling the coldness, and finally nodded knowingly.
After sitting cross-legged in meditation for a short while, his injuries were finally healed. Only at this moment did he feel fully recovered.
Although he did not gain control during this trip to the Yin Lingquan, he did improve his cultivation and his own magic power became more powerful. He was only one step away from advancing to the late stage of the wandering zombie. In one step, he would be able to perfectly advance to the realm of the black zombie.
Only then can he be considered to have truly cultivated a zombie body and reached a minor level of success!
If it advances to the black zombie level, it will definitely be invincible among opponents of the same level!
"That day is no longer far away!"
He muttered to himself, his body flashed, and he suddenly rose into the air. Wearing a white crescent-shaped shirt and flamboyant red hair, he looked extremely domineering at this moment.
Wu Zili was born with purple air coming from the east for eight hundred miles, but at this moment, wherever he passed, dark clouds filled the sky, and where he was, there was no light, and where he was, there was no warmth.
There is only darkness, only coldness. He is the white snow falling in winter, spotless, walking in the world, covering thousands of miles with ice!
He flew along, and when he moved, the dark clouds above his head moved!
"That unreliable father-in-law once said that the secret realm will be opened in a month. Now it has been almost twenty days. I have to go back quickly. The secret realm is my greatest reliance. If I can advance to the black zombie in it, I can go to the Endless Sea. Only the fighting there can make me grow!"
His eyes flashed, and countless thoughts flashed through them. Zhu Xuezhu of the Dark Night Ghost Market was still waiting for him to wake her up, and he still had three years to destroy the Maoshan branch in this world!
In order to enter that mysterious world and get Qian Duoduo back, he naturally clenched his fists, and the air made a sound like frying beans popping at this moment.
"It is against the will of heaven, but this is not my heaven. If I were strong enough, I would definitely change this sky and the way of heaven!"
As he was talking to himself, a murderous aura suddenly rose up in his heart. He was actually very hateful in his heart, but he did not hate the living beings in the sky, but the way of the sky.
It was Heaven that spurned him, and it was Heaven that made him the enemy of the whole world!
If it weren't for God's will, his zombie clan should have been able to exist in the world instead of becoming puppets and only being able to exist in the cold and lonely darkness!
"My zombie clan is supposed to exist in this world!"
As his mind moved again, the mountain-like Qiong Zun suddenly appeared in his mind. The moment he/she raised his/her head and roared, it seemed that his/her eyes were clear, not for destroying the heavens, but for a sense of desolation!
"I only wish to be able to live under this starry sky!" Finally, he sighed deeply, waved his hand, and suddenly, the endless black clouds above his head disappeared.
As the black clouds disappeared, the sun suddenly spread across the earth, but he was still excluded!
"If Heaven doesn't forsake me, I won't forsake Heaven!"
Leaving behind such a vicissitudes of life, he sighed deeply in his heart again, and immediately went forward quickly!