After he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his third eye and looked around intently.
"Brother Feng, you...what are you doing?"
Zhang Hanfei stared at Feng Qingyang in a daze. When he saw his eyes shining, he was stunned. Although he was a member of the Shuizhen tribe, he had never seen such a look before.
That light seems to be able to see through the sky and the earth, and it makes people look forward to it!
"It's just one of my techniques."
Feng Qingyang laughed and casually changed the subject, then asked, "How do I enter the sixth floor? I want to meet the Shura King."
As he spoke, his body shook and a murderous aura burst out instantly. The murderous aura was like a substance, more like a sharp knife, carving into Zhang Hanfei's face one by one, seeming to scratch him painfully.
"Keep going forward. There is a teleportation array at the deepest part. However, once you enter the sixth floor, you cannot come out. Unless you can defeat the Shura King, you will be sealed in this Shura battlefield forever."
Zhang Hanfei said in a trembling voice, although he is a member of the Shuizhen clan, his general experience is at most at the second or third level, but this time, he entered the fifth level in one fell swoop. Although his strength is not weak, it is far behind Feng Qingyang.
"I see. Now that we are here, we should make the best of it. Since we have come to the fifth floor, there is no reason not to go to the sixth floor."
Feng Qingyang shook his head and his body swayed, and his whole body was immediately covered with "copper skin and iron bones". The ferocious armor appeared instantly, leaving Zhang Hanfei standing beside him staring blankly again.
He clearly remembered that when he fought with Feng Qingyang by the lake that day, he did not turn into such an appearance. Moreover, the murderous aura coming towards him was even stronger, which even surpassed that of him who had been fighting for a long time.
"How many people did he kill?"
Zhang Hanfei was thinking hard, looking at Feng Qingyang flying forward, he shook his head, and followed him.
Flying in the air, Feng Qingyang had an indifferent expression, but he was actually extremely alert in his heart. The further he went, the more clearly he could feel the murderous aura that shocked his soul.
This murderous aura was different from his. It was a natural aura, as if it was always like that.
"Shura Shura, what a Shura battlefield." He muttered to himself, thinking of the name of this place, and then associating it with the word Shura, he suddenly understood something.
The Shuras, known as the clan of war, have no emotions. In their minds, there is only fighting and killing. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are born in fighting and die in fighting.
As the murderous aura became more intense, Feng Qingyang's expression finally became serious. Along the way, he didn't even meet a Shura, which made his previous passion fade a lot.
The passion faded, and was replaced by vigilance. The long period of high concentration made him a little tired.
At this moment, he suddenly smelled the scent of blood, which was extremely fishy, as if it had just emerged from a sea of blood. Feng Qingyang thought something was wrong, and his body suddenly flashed to the side, and disappeared in a whirlwind.
He disappeared, but Zhang Hanfei, who was following him in a trance, was not so lucky. He was unable to dodge and was immediately hit by a big knife in the darkness. He screamed and crashed into the rock wall beside him.
"What the hell?"
He shouted loudly, accompanied by a cough, and at the same time a strong green light lit up in the darkness, and the green light suddenly spread across the earth, turning it into a lush green.
He didn't see clearly what it was, but Feng Qingyang on the side saw it clearly. Just when he felt something was wrong, he saw a big knife flying out of the void with his divine eye.
The big knife carried a burst of murderous aura and instantly slashed towards Zhang Hanfei. He narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the aura. He saw the darkness trembling and a huge monster suddenly jumped out.
“Shura?!”
"Blood Shura!"
Two different voices sounded at the same time. The difference was that one was accompanied by an exclamation, while the other was accompanied by a hint of fear.
“Blood Shura, it’s actually Blood Shura, how could I meet Blood Shura, why am I so unlucky!”
"puff!"
Feng Qingyang almost choked on his own water. Listening to Zhang Hanfei complaining non-stop, it seemed as if he met him for the first time. In an instant, the indifferent young man in his heart collapsed and turned into a nagging aunt.
"Isn't it just a bloody Shura? I want to see whether your Shura fights better or my zombie body is more powerful."
Feng Qingyang said casually, then activated his magic power and looked at the Blood Shura that appeared from the darkness with bright eyes.
The Blood Shura appeared out of thin air, about two meters tall, covered in naked skin with distinct scales, and a pair of sharp horns on his head. The difference was that unlike ordinary Shuras, he was not holding a trident, but a huge sword. After chopping Zhang Hanfei away, he instantly recalled the sword.
Looking at the big knife again, Feng Qingyang took a breath of cold air. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he was really shocked. The big knife was about ten feet long and looked like it weighed tens of thousands of pounds.
"Good job."
Feng Qingyang shouted, thought for a while, took out a flying sword from his ring, pointed at the Blood Shura and said, "Hey, you stupid Shura, come and fight your grandfather for three hundred rounds. If you don't come, be careful, I will cut you alive!"
As he spoke, his body moved and suddenly turned into a long rainbow that attacked the Blood Shura.
roar!
A loud roar was heard in the void. The roar was like a thunder in summer, and instantly resounded in the ears of Feng Qingyang and Zhang Hanfei. Zhang Hanfei exclaimed, but Feng Qingyang was cheered up.
Looking at the Blood Shura holding the knife, the desire to fight suddenly arose in his heart. It was just the first time he entered the Shura battlefield, and he encountered a powerful opponent. This made him, who had been fighting for a long time, instantly excited.
However, just as he was about to approach the Blood Shura, he suddenly heard a breathing sound in his ears. Looking up, he saw that the Blood Shura suddenly grinned, revealing sharp teeth.
"Certainly!"
"That is the Shura force field. The Blood Shura possesses innate magical powers. Anyone who enters within ten feet of his body will be dominated by him in terms of life and death!" Zhang Hanfei on the side exclaimed again.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang trembled all over, and suddenly he felt that he was stuck in a quagmire and had difficulty walking. Just as he was panicking, he saw the big knife above his head suddenly slashing down.
"not good!"
He cried out in surprise, his magic power surged, and in a flash he put away the flying sword. He raised his hands upward, and black mist appeared, which instantly turned into the size of a millstone. With a muffled groan, he unbelievably caught the big knife.
“Amazing!”
He thought to himself that his hands that had turned into millstones were suddenly chopped back to their original shape. He had no strength to struggle at all. At that moment, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, his chest was about to be shattered, and his flesh and blood were about to be separated.
The force that erupted was at least one million pounds. Feng Qingyang thought silently in his heart. After catching the knife, the restraining force around his body suddenly weakened a lot. Taking this opportunity, he bent his legs and jumped, bursting out with huge force, and jumped out of the Shura force field in an instant.
"If that's all, then I underestimated you!"