As the golden list changed, Prince Long, Lu Xun and others on the three sides discovered this one after another. Everyone had a different expression, but the same thing was that there was a flash of murderous intent in their eyes.
He made no secret of his murderous intent towards Feng Qingyang, because - he was not a human being, he was spurned and rejected by the heavens, and this alone was enough reason to kill him.
In the dim light, the demon prince slowly stood up. Among these people, he had the greatest hatred for Feng Qingyang and the strongest murderous intent.
He is the prince of the demon clan. He was born with a special sign. Purple air came from the east for eight hundred miles. He was named Wu Zili, which naturally had a special symbolic meaning. Moreover, he had the bloodline of the demon clan's great sage.
But even so, Canbai still fell miserably to Feng Qingyang, at the hands of this little zombie that was like an ant and of extremely low status, and he almost died.
He worked hard to become stronger, and after returning to the demon clan, he practiced diligently, awakening the bloodline of the Great Sage. He vowed to fight to wash away the previous shame with blood, and he must kill Feng Qingyang with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Feng Qingyang." He growled, looking at the blood demon spinning not far away, and immediately rushed over.
As for Lu Xun, he smiled meaningfully and continued to sit cross-legged in the same place without any movement. He knew Feng Qingyang's strength better than anyone else, and he became stronger when facing a strong opponent, and moved forward courageously.
That kind of meaningless determination and unyielding will shocked him deeply, especially the conversation on the hillside of Guiyuan City, which was particularly unforgettable.
After all, there is a delicate balance between the two of them now, like an enemy but not an enemy, like a friend but not a friend. Maybe if there is such a chance, they will become friends.
Among the three, the calmest one was the Dragon Prince of the Endless Sea. Although he had a deep murderous intention towards Feng Qingyang, he didn't know where the intention came from. Whenever he looked up at the name on the gold list, he would naturally feel angry.
"You and I must have an indissoluble bond, and I must meet you properly!" After saying this, he closed his eyes. Like Lu Xun, he was a person who was overflowing with confidence and extremely proud.
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"What kind of crystal is this!" In the valley, Feng Qingyang held the red crystal in his hand, and doubts suddenly arose in his mind. This crystal could not sense any human energy. Apart from the gorgeous color, it looked like an extremely ordinary stone.
But if it was a stone, why would it appear in the Blood Demon's body? You know, the Blood Demon is also a half-step golden elixir cultivator, and the things condensed in his body must be an incredible treasure.
After thinking it over, he finally put all the items in his storage ring into the storage ring. He stopped thinking about it and turned to look to the other side. The other blood demon that was locked by the Moon Essence Wheel was finally about to break through.
No matter how powerful the Moon Essence Wheel was, it was just a magic weapon after all. The fact that it could block him for such a long time was beyond Feng Qingyang's expectations.
He stretched out his big hand and immediately took it back, standing in the air, looking at the blood demon that was rushing towards him in a rampage, the corner of his mouth raised, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Since I already know your background, killing you is as easy as cutting vegetables. How difficult is that?" He is innocent and sometimes his thoughts are extremely simple, but beneath the simplicity lies a great determination.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Feng Qingyang has the cunning of an old fox and the ferocity of a newborn calf. Since he has started, there must be a result, a result that satisfies him.
He raised his wings on his back, using the Gale Spell. He flew away with a whoosh, slowly circling around the Blood Demon, from slow to fast. After a short while, it turned into a tornado that connected the sky and the earth.
The wind was howling, and the power of Gangyin penetrated his body, like thousands of sword formations, making bursts of piercing hissing, which was the cutting of the void. If one could enter from the microscopic level, he would definitely find that his Gangyin power was composed entirely of small tornadoes.
The tornado came roaring and instantly wrapped up the entire blood demon. Then, screams were heard and the earth shook, as if a creature that was about to die was making its last struggle.
The trapped beast still fights. Feng Qingyang, who was hidden in the tornado, looked at the desperate blood demon. His eyes, as big as buckets, looked so pitiful. It seemed that he was not stupid, but had his own intelligence.
Seeing this, his heart softened, and the formed tornado instantly disintegrated. At the moment of disintegration, the blood demon suddenly stopped roaring, and the pity in his eyes instantly turned into ruthlessness and bloodthirstiness.
"Not good." Feng Qingyang shouted, thinking that something was wrong. The tornado had just dispersed, just like a swung fist that had just been retracted, with the front force being recovered but the back force not yet generated.
Boom!
The Blood Demon stood up, and his strong body like a mountain suddenly stomped on the ground. The ground trembled continuously, and soil and rocks flew everywhere. With him as the center, a huge pit appeared in an instant, a pit several meters in size.
A stick with all the random guarantee's strength appeared in an instant, the space collapsed, and countless stick shadows appeared, like the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Monkey King in mythology, falling from the sky.
Feng Qingyang was unstoppable and had to go head-on. The two collided, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Feng Qingyang was like a kite with a broken string, and flew far away.
"Puff!" He stood up shakily and spat out a mouthful of blood. There was no coldness in his eyes, but a hint of excitement. Perhaps this was what Lu Xun understood as becoming stronger when facing a strong opponent, and the indomitable will.
"Good fight!" Feng Qingyang casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still maintaining his human appearance. His tattered clothes made him look a little embarrassed, but his aura was even stronger.
Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, his face full of satisfaction. All along, what he liked most was to fight with someone who could fight with him physically.
In this way, you can experience the pleasure of punching into flesh, which is the most primitive instinct. The so-called magic power and the so-called magical power are just derived from the way of heaven, while the flesh body is the origin. The body is a great treasure. If it is fully developed, it will surely be the rhythm of punching to shatter the sky.
Boom boom boom!
The Blood Demon came down from the ground, and every step he took exerted an unparalleled pressure. When he reached Feng Qingyang, his aura was as real as substance, fierce and overbearing.
The Blood Demon slapped down with his big hand, and dark palm prints came over like an overwhelming force, reflecting a shadow on the ground, which looked extremely terrifying.
Feng Qingyang did not hide, but faced it head-on. The power of splitting rocks with his bare hands was already very strong, not to mention the fighting spirit that was aroused in his heart.
“Bang!”
His big hand was directly placed on the blood demon's big hand, and the sharp nails on it pierced directly into the blood demon's hand, causing blood and flesh to splatter in all directions.
Feng Qingyang raised his hand and swung it, his nails spinning, instantly hitting the man's hand into a bloody mess. He flashed his body, approached in an instant, swung his fist and smashed it down.
One, two, three! The whole world was filled with the afterimages of his fists. When the tenth punch landed, a long-lost scream finally rang out from the world, and the Blood Demon finally died on the spot!
"The second one." Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, and sure enough, the gold list had changed again!