The dangerous mountain range collapsed, and a roar came from the thousand-foot-high mountain peak, which collapsed in an instant.
The sky collapsed, and that moment was like the end of the world. A faint black light appeared in the void, and a desolate and powerful aura emanated, captivating people's hearts.
Then, the dim light gradually spread and turned into a transmission channel. It was so large and boundless that it seemed to have hollowed out the main body of the Tianxian Mountain Range. Through the hole, one could even see the great wizard world on the opposite side.
At the edge, there are countless great witches stationed. The men are ugly and the women are beautiful. The two look very contradictory, but the aura on their bodies is extremely appropriate.
When the desolate air spread across the sky, everyone held their breath. Everyone understood that the final moment had arrived and life or death, victory or defeat depended on this one.
However, what was strange was that at the moment the door was opened, both sides fell into a brief calm, looking at each other, but no one took the initiative to attack.
Feng Qingyang didn't care. He stood aside with his hands folded, like a statue, opening the dangerous mountains. He only wanted to recover the boundary beads and find Feng Lei Yu Dian and the other four people.
"Chief, come on!"
Zhang Hanfei on the side shouted loudly, and in an instant, the people of the Wuzhen tribe suddenly roared, as if they couldn't wait to kill them.
"Go ahead!"
These two simple words were filled with determination, and the other party seemed to be waiting for them to come over. As he waved his hand, a surge of murderous intent suddenly erupted, and the strong shout was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky.
The five clan leaders took the lead and flew into the cave with a roar. As they stood up, all the clan members behind them flew to the sky at the same time. No matter whether they were men or women, they all turned their heads to look at the earth with affection, and then resolutely followed.
After everyone had left, Feng Qingyang turned around and looked into the distance, as if he had passed through the sky and was looking towards the Five Sword Mountains. There, the head of the powerful Purple Zombie was smiling at him.
"Yes, there must be a result. No matter who wins, I am determined to get this world bead, and the dangerous mountains must be destroyed." A cold look flashed across his eyes. Looking at the top of the dangerous mountains that was already in danger, he punched out again.
This punch was no longer a physical force, but was infused with magic power. It concentrated all of its strength into one and hit the weak spot of the crack with all its strength.
Then he passed through with a whoosh and disappeared. After he left, a roar suddenly came from the dangerous mountains. The cracks became bigger and bigger, as if the pillars of the sky were broken and were about to collapse in an instant.
Just as I passed through, I seemed to hear a sigh in my ears, and there seemed to be a sense of relief amidst the vicissitudes of life. This natural mountain range seemed to have a spirit!
"I am here, land of the Witch Clan." He muttered to himself. At this moment, he was suddenly filled with heroic spirit. He passed through the hole with a whoosh and appeared on the land of the Witch Clan.
Originally he thought that he would experience a life-and-death battle when he got here, but when he actually got here, he was stunned. He could clearly see people from the Great Witch Clan in the Tianxian Mountains, but at this moment, there was nothing in front of him except a gray sky.
Turning around and looking back, I saw an endless plain. The earth was black, and under the gray sky, it intertwined to create a sense of death.
Feng Qingyang was puzzled and looked at the sky in confusion, wondering how the dangerous mountains had disappeared, and even the people from the Wuzhen tribe who had come with them had disappeared.
"Is this strange?" He laughed and then turned around to go back forward. He might as well make the best of it. He just wanted to recover the boundary bead and find wind, thunder, rain and lightning, as well as the temple of the witch clan.
Flying low over the sky, he had imagined the sky and aura of the Witch Clan countless times, but when the moment actually came, it was actually a little sad.
The people of the Great Wutian Clan are naturally powerful, and their base is much larger than that of the Wuzhen Tribe. Logically speaking, they should have strong men and strong horses and be able to overlook the land below.
It was gray and lifeless, as if it was always like this. A desolate and barren atmosphere swept everywhere. Suddenly, he discovered something unusual about this place.
He stopped and took a deep breath. Suddenly a strong smell of death entered his body. He was a zombie, and this death energy was like a tonic to him.
However, this deathly aura actually contained a powerful corrosive force. If it weren't for his keen senses, he would probably not have known it.
This corrosive force cannot be eliminated, it seems to exist naturally. Moreover, it corrodes not only magic power but also vitality, corroding the force of life all the time.
If your cultivation is weak, you will definitely not be able to survive here. Even if your cultivation is strong, you will not live long.
The air here contains the power of corrosiveness, just like poison. The stronger your cultivation, the more air you inhale, and as a result, the corrosive power in your body becomes stronger.
I'm afraid that those powerful people from the Great Wutian Clan are all short-lived. Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang suddenly grinned.
Although he was laughing, he also felt a kind of sadness in his heart. He seemed to have understood why they would break through the natural mountains and enter the Wuzhen tribe every once in a while.
"All the people in the world, the so-called life, are nothing but ants under the way of heaven. No matter how powerful you are, you are nothing but a powerful ant. If heaven wants you to die, you have to die. He has set the rules. Whether you obey or resist, the result is death!"
"If I resist, although it will be difficult, there is still a glimmer of hope. But if I obey, I will definitely die!" Feng Qingyang murmured, his eyes gleaming with a gleam, and he had already made up his mind.
"If the heaven wants to kill me, I will rebel against it! The life and death of all things in the world has nothing to do with me. I just want to be strong and be able to protect the people around me. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
He stood in the void with an unyielding pride. A powerful aura spread out from him, which even changed the color of the heaven and earth. In the gray sky, thunder and lightning surrounded him, and the sound of thunder and lightning suppressed the power for eternity, lingering endlessly.
He flew down and stood on the land of the Wu Clan. He squatted down, held a handful of soil on the ground in his hand, and it scattered as soon as he touched it.
"It's blood! Could it be..."
He looked at the land in all directions with horror in his eyes. The endless plains suddenly became terrifying, and with the thick aura of death, it was like a purgatory.
"Could it be that the people of the Great Witch Clan are also not having a good time? Karma is a cycle, could it be that they have also been suffering in some kind of pain?" Feng Qingyang murmured.
The soil is soft and black because it is soaked with blood. To create such a powerful scene, how much blood would be needed and how many people would have to die.
Thinking of this, he became even more anxious. He could ignore the other disciples who had entered this world with him, but there were also wind, thunder, rain and lightning. In addition, this place was full of dangers, so he was afraid that it would be very dangerous.
"You guys... don't let anything happen to you!"