Xiangnan sighed, his tone a little lonely. If possible, he would rather go to the seal under the city lord himself.
He was a kind-hearted person by nature, and in this world of cultivation where intrigue and deception abounded, no one knew how he managed to become the leader of a city.
After he finished speaking, he also disappeared in a flash.
Feng Qingyang sat alone in the hall with complicated thoughts. The Moon Essence Wheel was spinning around him, releasing bloodthirsty rays of light from time to time. He was in annoyed and slapped it away with his palm.
Snap!
But at this moment, he heard a sound of breaking. He turned around and was slightly stunned. He saw that his arm was actually opened by the Moon Essence Wheel Flower, and a drop of blood was absorbed by it. The speed was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"What happened?" He murmured softly, as if he thought that the previous scene was just an illusion. His recovery speed was extremely fast, and the previous one was just a cut that could not be any smaller, so even he did not notice it.
In just a moment, the blood in his heart began to surge, and in an instant, he had an urge to go berserk. At the same time, he felt that he seemed to have a faint connection with the Moon Essence Wheel.
"Strange things happen every year, but this year there are especially many." He sighed and sat in the main hall to meditate.
Time passed very quickly, and when he opened his eyes again, the sun had set and the sky was dotted with stars. He looked at the starry sky outside the window and felt it was so strange.
"If this is my starry sky, how wonderful it would be..." As the saying goes, when you look up at the bright moon, you think of your hometown. At this moment, he was thinking of all kinds of deeds, where he and she were...
Unknowingly, time passed quietly again. Just when he was distracted, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the hall, followed by countless flashes of light, and more than a dozen people appeared in an instant.
The city lord, Xiangnan, Ziji, and other old men appeared at the same time with solemn expressions, as if they had experienced something again. Feng Qingyang turned his head and looked at them with an expressionless face.
"I would rather betray the world than be betrayed by the world. But now, am I still myself? Is it worth it to risk my life for a group of ignorant mortals?"
He murmured softly, and the picture in his mind moved. The eyes of those naughty children in Lijia Village emerged, shining like stars. He sighed again in his heart and thought to himself, some things are destined to be beyond one's control.
"When does it begin!"
"Right now!"
The city lord spoke first, and after he finished speaking, he strode forward. When he reached the center of the hall, he suddenly stomped his foot, and then there was a loud bang.
With the place where he landed as the center, a teleportation array suddenly appeared, an octagonal light suddenly rose, and the hall suddenly became turbulent.
"Everyone, give me a hand!"
He gave a low shout, and immediately, several old men and Xiangnan quickly moved forward and stood in each position of the octagonal light column in turn, faintly forming the momentum of Bagua.
"Open the formation!"
Boom…
Inside the hall, spiritual energy roared and turned into huge waves, swaying violently in the air. At the same time, a ray of light came out from the formation, sharp and powerful.
"Open it for me!"
The Lord of Guiyuan City roared, quickly forming seals with his hands, and an incomparable pressure spread out, as if the heaven and earth were to worship him. Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and this action made him have another estimate of the strength of the Lord of Guiyuan City.
This kind of pressure that was inadvertently leaked out was much stronger than that of the Golden Core Realm.
"Could it be? He is at the Nascent Soul stage?" He was shocked and was about to speak, but at this moment, the hall shook suddenly and his body tilted.
Tear...
There was a roar in the air, and then there was the sound of void tearing. For a moment, the entire hall was filled with a force of spatial turbulence. Even today, this aura still makes Feng Qingyang extremely frightened.
"If not now, when?"
The Lord of Guiyuan City shouted loudly, and Feng Qingyang's body trembled. Suddenly, he was immersed in the light column with a swish. As a crack appeared in the void, he flew in with a whoosh.
At this moment, the crack in the void suddenly closed, and only the light column in the hall was still running. The Lord of Guiyuan City remained in his posture, with magic power surging in his hands.
"We have to keep this beam of light running for two days, otherwise—" At this point, his tone condensed, and he added: "Otherwise Qingyang will never come back, and we will be buried with him and turned into ashes!"
"Follow the city lord's orders!"
At this time, Feng Qingyang entered the space tunnel. The space opened by the directional teleportation array would prevent him from getting lost in the void. Otherwise, he would drift here forever, lonely all his life until death!
This was his second time entering the void and also the second time he saw spatial turbulence. Recalling the first time in the Zombie King's cave, the past was like smoke, and scenes passed before his eyes.
In fact, the time was not long, just a blink of an eye for a cultivator. However, he had experienced too much during this period of time, causing his mood to fluctuate greatly. He could be said to have seen all kinds of life.
"This trip is my last contribution to mankind. If we face a catastrophe in the future and the human race abandons me..." He muttered to himself, feeling his throat dry, but he could no longer utter the rest of the words.
call…
Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him, and he knew that he had reached the end of the tunnel. While he was thinking about it, it passed by with a bang.
Boom!
He fell heavily from the void to the ground with a loud bang. Stars appeared in his eyes. He rubbed his dizzy head and climbed up from the ground.
"Damn, is this a no-fly zone again?"
He muttered to himself angrily, and then tried to fly. As expected, as soon as he moved his body, an invisible force that prohibited flying appeared in the air. He wanted to fly but it seemed as if a mountain was pressing on his back.
"As expected, I can still use my magic power!"
He came back to his senses and looked around carefully. It was dark here, the ground was bumpy, and there was a flash of fire at the far end. At the same time, an extremely powerful pressure emanated from it.
He only sensed it slightly and his face turned pale. He thought to himself that it was very strong, then he calmed his mind and looked at it carefully.
"Could that be the sealed place?"
He murmured softly, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them. Suddenly, a ray of light burst out, radiating into the void, as if trying to penetrate the void.
Wherever he looked, he saw only darkness ahead, and even when he opened his third eye, he could not see anything clearly.
Confused, he stepped forward. The air was filled with death, as if he had come to a mass grave. Feng Qingyang's heart was slightly shaken, and he walked forward slowly. Although he looked calm, he was actually extremely alert in his heart.
"I hope the seal can be reinforced successfully."