"The world is like a dream..." he murmured to himself. Although he didn't know who was speaking, he already understood the meaning.
Maybe... maybe this was his destiny, a destiny that would wash away his worries!
“It’s time to go up the mountain!”
As he said that, he jumped forward. This time the progress was particularly smooth. Except for the still dark sky, the corrosive air in the air had disappeared.
With abundant magic power, he moved at an incredibly fast speed. The environment on the mountainside was quite peculiar, surrounded by various vines, among which grew many gorgeous but dangerous carnivorous plants. However, when Feng Qingyang passed by, they all closed their buds, as if there was something on Feng Qingyang's body that made them afraid.
Feng Qingyang shrugged his shoulders and didn't care at all. These carnivorous plants may seem ferocious, but they are nothing to his iron-skinned zombie body.
At this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly shook, the top of the mountain was suddenly filled with blood, and a huge black cloud floated over from afar at a high speed, and the top of the mountain was instantly submerged by it. The air was filled with the smell of blood. Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and he smelled an unusual smell from this breath.
Ordinary blood is just pungent, but this bloody smell can actually shake people's minds, especially Feng Qingyang. Zombies are naturally bloodthirsty. If he didn't have the blood of the Corpse King, he would probably suck blood everywhere and become a murderous devil who only knows how to suck blood.
"Something has happened on the top of the mountain." Feng Qingyang was surprised. The smell of blood had aroused his fragile nerves. He activated his magic power and quickly jumped towards the top of the mountain.
It didn't take long before he finally reached the top of the mountain, but the scene there surprised him.
It turned out that Ku Shu, Wu Chen Zhenren and others who had been separated from him were all on this mountain. When they saw Feng Qingyang, they were all surprised. You know, this mountain is full of dangers. They all reached the top of the mountain directly by flying.
I saw a huge pool on the top of the mountain, which should be a blood pool. The dark clouds above were almost overwhelming the mountain. There were lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, and the clouds were surging.
There is a statue in the center of the blood pool, ten feet tall, with sharp edges and corners, and it looks lifelike, especially the fangs sticking out of his lips, which reflect cold light from time to time. His pupils also seem to have a spirit. No matter from which angle you look at it, it feels like he is staring at you.
Feng Geqing felt uneasy because he always had a very strange feeling in his heart when facing this statue, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"Qingyang, why are you here just now?" Ku Shu walked up with a shameless face. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, Feng Qingyang seemed to have changed a little. The previous Feng Qingyang exuded a cold aura from the inside out, but at this moment he seemed to be unusually relaxed, as if - as if his temperament had changed!
"Oh? After the teleportation, I fell into a swamp, and then I came here inexplicably." Feng Qingyang's heart moved, and he said so, but... But the situation is not good! The disciples on the side of Maoshan were staring at Ku Shu and others with unstoppable murderous intent in their eyes.
After hearing Feng Qingyang's story, Ku Shu's expression changed and he asked, "Did you come up directly from the bottom of the mountain?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Feng Qingyang asked casually, not knowing that his answer had already caused a storm in everyone's hearts.
Fenglei Yudian and the Maoshan disciples were all stunned, as if there was some kind of engine that could stare from the bottom of the mountain to the top.
“Qing… Qingyang… there are three late-stage wandering corpses halfway up the mountain.” Withered Tree stammered.
"Wandering corpses? Halfway up the mountain? Could it be..." Feng Qingyang's heart moved. No wonder the Earth Demon Bear refused to move forward no matter what when they reached halfway up the mountain.
"I don't know. Anyway, I came up here and didn't encounter anything." Feng Qingyang secretly became more cautious. There were three wandering zombies, so he should go and visit them no matter what.
Everyone looked at him suspiciously, with a look of disbelief on their faces, but seeing that he didn't want to say anything, they had no choice but to suppress the doubts in their hearts.
"Let's not talk about that..."
Withered Tree laughed and quickly changed the subject. He looked at the statue in the blood pool and continued, "We were all teleported to the foot of the mountain, but we flew directly to the top of the mountain."
"In this blood pool there is a corpse-controlling bell of the zombie king Liu Wuji. This bell can control the three wandering corpses at the foot of the mountain..."
Having said this, Feng Qingyang finally understood why Maoshan and the others were glaring at Ku Shu and the others covetously. It turned out that they wanted to monopolize their treasure.
If the late-stage wandering corpses can be used, they can fight against the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators one-on-one without losing. In the sect, they are definitely the top combat force, the existence of the central beam to support the pillar.
"However, to enter the blood pool, we must sacrifice three people. This is the idea conveyed to us by the statue before. Look at that old bastard Wu Chen, he almost wants to tear us apart directly." Although the dead tree was not afraid, it still said worriedly.
Although Feng Qingyang only has the cultivation level of a mid-stage corpse-jumping cultivator, his combat power is definitely top-notch. As long as he is given the opportunity to get close, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining will be nothing but trash in front of him.
"Just speak your mind!"
At this time, the dead tree opposite the blood pool suddenly spoke.
"If the two of us take action, I'm afraid that many of our disciples will be hurt. In this case, let's have three matches. No matter who loses, we will all be sacrificed in blood."
The words sounded high-sounding, but they were full of ruthlessness and indifference. In the face of interests, all feelings among fellow disciples were nothing but clouds.
"Aren't you bullying us?"
The withered tree's face changed and he said angrily. All of them, including Feng Qingyang, were only six people, but Master Wuchen brought a hundred disciples and four elders.
This kind of lineup is almost enough to destroy half of Maoshan’s combat power!
"Humph, our Maoshan is a righteous sect after all, and we will not take advantage of you. We can each send three disciples in the late stage of Qi Refining to compete."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang had a very disdainful expression. Three against three, no matter who dies, there will be a blood sacrifice. The people of Maoshan don't care about the life and death of their fellow disciples at all. If Ku Shu and others were not here, I'm afraid they would just abandon their disciples.
"Okay, I promise you!" Feng Qingyang said without waiting for the dead tree to respond.
"Qingyang you..."
"It's okay, you don't have to make any moves, I will challenge them one by one."
“Arrogant!”
"presumptuous!"
The faces of all the disciples of Maoshan Zhengtian Sect turned red, and they all stared at Feng Qingyang with wide eyes. In their eyes, Feng Qingyang was like an ant who could be crushed to death with just one finger.
"If you want to die, you can't blame me!" Master Wuchen was very angry that he was actually despised by a tiny zombie.
Seeing Feng Qingyang's confidence, the dead tree actually believed him for a moment.
"Okay, I promise you, if you unfortunately die, I, Ku Shu, will risk my life to blow myself up and drag down old Wu Chen to accompany you."
After this, wind, thunder, rain and lightning were all moved. In fact, they were not afraid of the disciples of Maoshan at all, and it was not certain who would win. They just couldn't understand why Feng Qingyang came back to wade into this muddy water.
"Don't worry, I have a plan."