Every time he moved forward a thousand meters, he would stop and look around.
Anyone who appeared in his sight, no matter whether they were male or female, or from the Great Wutian Clan or the Wuzhen Tribe, he would simply raise his hand and flick it, and the Moon Essence Wheel would strangle them to death.
Soon, there were several human heads hanging around his waist, all of them had their eyes open after death, with looks of fear remaining on their pale faces. Just one glance at them was enough to captivate people.
At this moment, he seemed to have gone berserk, especially when he learned that the Wuzhen tribe had also ordered his death. At that moment, his principles collapsed instantly.
What belief? What rule? There is a saying that a farmer saves a snake, but is bitten by the snake instead. Feng Qingyang is that farmer, who is willing to abandon his principles and stand on the side of the human race, but the result he gets is like this.
Now, he is under attack from all sides in the Realm Pearl World. The human race and the Great Witch Clan are all chasing him, so he is angry.
He put aside his principles, and murderous intent arose in his heart. He was angry, sad, and even desperate. He always said that he would rather let the world down than let the world let him down.
However, the fact is that the people of the world have let him down. Take the people of Wuzhen tribe for example. If he had not appeared, they might still be engaging in cruel self-killing this year.
"What did I get?" Feng Qingyang laughed with his head raised. As he flew forward, dozens of streams of light suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a surge of murderous intent came towards him.
Feng Qingyang put away his smile and looked ahead. He stood proudly in the void, his white shirt rustling, his red hair fluttering in the wind, and the heads at his waist colliding with each other making a crisp sound.
It was like a sad song, playing out Feng Qingyang's feelings at the moment, turning everything into a touch of desolation, spreading across heaven and earth.
The stream of light came from afar and stopped a hundred feet in front of him. Judging from the corrosion on their bodies and faces, they were indeed people from the Great Witch Clan. However, these people were not as idiots as Wu Mengwuduo and the two unlucky guys he had seen before.
Their eyes were cold, like a block of ice, and they exuded a wild aura, which was the unique aura of the Great Wutian Clan, representing their long heritage and orthodox bloodline.
But if they knew that they were just a combination of the will of heaven and the will of zombies, I wonder how they would feel.
"Ten people, ten extraordinary disciples!" Feng Qingyang spoke silently, the Moon Essence Wheel flying around him, the silver light shining on him, contrasting with the biting cold.
He clasped his hands together, and countless black lights appeared. He raised his hands and waved them towards the sky. His hands danced quickly, and the black light that flew up into the sky suddenly dispersed and turned into a light curtain that covered all directions.
It was like a big bowl turned upside down, blocking the void. In just a short moment, he cast a formation, a formation that confined the surroundings.
If you encounter a powerful Jindan or a half-step Jindan, it is useless to learn this formation. But if you are dealing with those people from the Great Wutian Clan, it is more than enough.
His eyes flashed with fire, and his pupils began to turn red. He looked at the ten people a hundred feet in front of him and said, "I am Feng Qingyang, and I am here to take your lives today."
After saying that, he pressed his big hand forward, and the Blood Demon's big handprint burst out in an instant. Ripples spread out, and a strong smell of blood spread. Worry was locked by the lowered light curtain.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.
A huge palm condensed from the void, carrying the power to destroy all things, slammed down. The space trembled, making a buzzing sound, and layers of space began to wrinkle, as if they were about to collapse.
That devastating palm print was filled with the intent to kill everything, and it was supported by Feng Qingyang's powerful will.
"Die, you all will die!" Feng Qingyang looked at them ferociously, his two sharp teeth shining coldly like sharp swords.
"Roar!" A hundred feet away, the ten people looked at the palm prints pressing down from the sky, and a hint of fear flashed in their eyes at the same time. At the same time, each of them took out the beast-controlling circle and threw it into the sky, and suddenly ten huge wild beasts appeared.
The great wild beasts were all different, but looking at their red eyes, you knew they had been controlled. And when the Blood Demon's handprint appeared, the ten great wild beasts suddenly rushed forward.
Boom, boom, boom... bursts of explosions were accompanied by the mournful roars of the Great Wilderness Beast. In an instant, the world was filled with blood mist, which was unable to disperse in the formation and turned into thick fog that spread in all directions. The aura of sadness became even thicker.
"Such a heartless person actually dares to call himself the Great Witch Clan?" Feng Qingyang grinned. Under the critical situation of life and death, the other party actually used his own phone to resist the fatal danger.
Feng Qingyang retracted his palm print and suddenly stopped attacking. He just looked at the other party calmly. However, the more he did so, the more the other party dared not to attack.
The previous palm strike had already wiped out their initial aggressiveness, but a lion fighting a rabbit also uses all its strength, just at the moment when Feng Qingyang was motionless.
They moved, and at the same time slapped their storage bags. All kinds of magic weapons suddenly floated in the void, colorful and shining, instantly illuminating the entire space.
Under the light, they could be seen clearly. Each of them was so scared, but there was a hint of madness in their eyes. Despite the fear, they never retreated.
"Is this all you inherited?" Seeing this, Feng Qingyang sighed deeply in his heart, and with the Moon Essence Wheel surrounding him, he flew forward.
How fast was his speed? It was as fast as lightning. When he flew, he left a long trail of shadows behind him. It seemed slow, but in fact he was extremely fast.
With one hand pointing forward, the Moon Essence Wheel swung and flew past. Rays of silver light appeared, like meteors streaking through the sky. Every swing represented a human head falling to the ground.
Killing people is like butchering dogs, or chopping cabbages with a big knife. As the hand rises and the knife falls, countless silver lights fly in the formation, like white fish scales reflecting dazzling light in the sea.
Swish, swish, swish... Countless muffled groans were heard, and Feng Qingyang's eyes were cold. In his eyes, these were no longer human beings, but just a group of beasts that had lost their conscience.
Blood filled the sky, gradually falling from the air and soaking into the earth, dyeing it blood-red, like a bloody rain from the sky, which was Feng Qingyang's anger and sigh.
"Collect!" After a long time, there was no one left in the political and legal system. To be more precise, there was no complete person, not even a corpse. The number of heads around his waist increased again, and each of them was filled with fear, and they could no longer close their eyes.
Pah, pah, pah... Then there were crisp sounds coming from the ground again, and countless broken limbs and flesh fell, silently telling of the massacre that had taken place here before.
"Your death is not my fault. I won't kill you, but why do you want to kill me!" Feng Qingyang looked at the minced meat on the ground calmly with a silent expression. He didn't care at all about killing these ten people.
After a moment of silence, he flicked his fingers and a fire talisman flew out, instantly burning everything on the ground. Then he waved his hand and immediately removed the formation barrier.
At the moment the formation disappeared, countless rays of light flashed across the four directions centered on him...