As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, Zhang Hanfei turned around and smiled at Feng Qingyang.
She waved her hand and stood up. Although she was still weak, she was not the kind of person who was used to being served. She walked out of the crowd, stood at the front, and looked at the dangerous mountains ahead.
The natural barrier that stretches and undulates on one side is majestic and magnificent, reaching tens of thousands of feet high. Its powerful aura rushes up to the sky, creating a force field out of thin air and distorting the sky on both sides.
Birds can't fly in, and beasts can't pass through! This is the natural barrier. Even a Jindan master can't cross that invisible force field. If you force your way in, you will be shattered by the force field.
Those are two different skies, one is the Wuzhen tribe, the other is the Dawutian tribe, and that dangerous mountain range is the dividing point of the world. It protects the people on both sides. You can't come in, and I can't get in.
His eyes froze slightly, Feng Qingyang's mind was in turmoil, thinking about his previous battle, and the decision he had made, whether it was worth it or not. After making a choice, he had no choice but to stick to it!
He raised his hand and touched his right arm, where there was a mark. It was Wan'er, or perhaps it was a boundary bead.
If one wants to completely conquer the Realm Pearl and stop Wan'er from falling asleep, the only way is to destroy the natural barrier and merge the two worlds into one. Since the two worlds cannot be merged, the only way is to destroy and conquer!
Perhaps, in this conquest, he will give up a lot, or perhaps he will give up himself... It turns out that in his subconscious, he still regards himself as a human being. However, in the eyes of others, is he the same as he thinks
Coming back to his senses, he looked around and saw that quite a few people had gathered around him. If he had to give an exact number, that was all the members of the Wuzhen tribe. They had originally prepared to kill each other, but because of Feng Qingyang, they all gathered together.
"Are you scared?" He suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound waves spread and instantly spread throughout the entire mountain range. It was late at night, but the moon hanging high in the sky still did not disappear, but just hung there quietly, as if trying to illuminate the way ahead for them.
The sound of drums was distant and did not disappear with the departure of the giant beast. Instead, it became more intense. Feng Qingyang felt a shudder all over his body. He looked into the distance, then turned around to look at the people around him who were in awe of him.
"I used to be like you, looking forward to living in peace in the world, but time didn't wait for me, and there were always people who wanted to kill me. So I had to resist. When I killed someone for the first time... When I first fell in love with fighting..."
Every word was so crisp, like a bomb that exploded instantly, striking deeply into the hearts of every member of the Wuzhen tribe.
At this moment, their eyes became determined. Without Feng Qingyang explaining it clearly, they already knew what they were going to face next.
“Perhaps, in this process, someone will lose his life, but…” Having said this, he looked around at everyone, his pair of cold eyes filled with iron-bloodedness, but in them there was a hint of tenderness that was hard to detect.
"But... the one who loses his life will let his people live the life he once desired! We will camp here tonight and start the battle tomorrow morning. We will not stop until we die!"
After saying that, he hooked his finger at Zhang Hanfei, who understood. The two of them smiled knowingly and came to the five clan leaders at the same time.
"Chief, don't blame me for giving orders without authorization. Now that it has come to this, don't retreat." Feng Qingyang said meaningfully. Looking at the evasive eyes of the Shuizhen chief, he suddenly sneered in his heart. In the previous battle, he had already seen clearly what this old fox was planning.
In an instant, he made another decision in his heart, which made him struggle inside. But compared to awakening the boundary bead and obtaining this unknown magic weapon, everything was worth it.
He lowered his head slightly, a thought of redemption flashed through his mind, and he calculated the time when he entered the secret realm. At this time, Guiyuan City must have been bustling with activity.
Did they know that this so-called secret realm was actually a magic weapon? Did they know that eight or nine out of ten of the people they sent out had died in it
"Three years, it's almost over, it will be the third year since I left!" Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with coldness, and he immediately stopped hesitating, turned around and walked back to the crowd, saying: "Give me all the spirit stones you have, we must fight this battle and destroy the people of the Celestial Clan in one fell swoop!"
After the previous battle, the tribesmen present no longer doubted Feng Qingyang's words. It can be said that at this time, his prestige has replaced the patriarchs of the five major tribes and become an idol of the younger generation.
This is what is meant by one call and a hundred responses. When countless spirit stones and crystal stones flew into Feng Qingyang's storage ring, his heart was already blossoming with joy. Looking at the people in front of him who dazzled him, he suddenly felt a sense of pity.
But thinking about the decision he had made and the Great Witch Saint Son he had beheaded, he was now at war with the people of the Great Witch Celestial Clan to the death. There was no possibility of reconciliation, not to mention that a Great Witch Saint Girl had escaped.
Feng Qingyang was extremely wary of this woman. That expression, as if she was not scared at all even if the sky fell and that even the destruction of the world had nothing to do with her, and that kind of indifference, was the most terrifying thing for Feng Qingyang.
This kind of person will scare you as a fellow Taoist, but will make you give up hope as an enemy, because you never know when he will stab you in the back.
The Great Witch Saint was obviously such a person. Feng Qingyang seemed to understand something about the way they appeared and what they did.
"Perhaps, this will be an interesting war, the first and the last!" He raised his head slightly and looked at the dangerous mountains ahead, the two different skies, and the dangerous mountains that separated them.
"I am your natural defense!"
He sneered in his heart, returned to the crowd, sat cross-legged on the ground in meditation, and with a wave of his hand, numerous spirit stones appeared instantly. The colorful spirit stones immediately illuminated the sky.
He took a deep breath, and his mind suddenly became clear. At this moment, he quickly practiced the "Taiyin Sutra", and a huge suction force suddenly came.
It was at this moment that the people of Wuzhen tribe saw something that they would never forget in their lives!
Countless spirit stones turned to ashes, and endless spiritual energy turned into a vortex, spinning around Feng Qingyang. The enormous power frightened them.
But with all these spirit stones, they would probably be enough for them to use for several months. However, for Feng Qingyang, this was just a recovery.
Countless spirit stones were crushed in front of them and gradually gathered into a sea. In an instant, a spiritual storm blew up here, sweeping across the earth, but was all sucked into Feng Qingyang's body.
"Brother Zhang... is he... is he still human?"
"He is not a human being!"
"… "