He opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed. Suddenly, the sound of muffled thunder was heard in the moonlight, rumbling continuously.
The black armor is like a devil descending to earth, with long black hair draped over his shoulders and a handsome face full of fortitude, with sharp edges and corners, like a gold carving or jade carving. Just one glance can shatter the void.
He was extremely domineering. Suddenly, he raised his hands, clenched his fists slightly, feeling the power in them, and closed his eyes slightly. At the moment his eyes closed, it seemed that even the brightest moonlight mourned.
"The realm of black zombies, is this the realm of black zombies?" He muttered to himself. Although he closed his eyes, he could still see things in the outside world, as if the world were his eyes.
Although the things he was in charge of had no color, they were extremely clear. Even the texture of the grass on the ground was clearly visible. Suddenly, he had an idea and tentatively looked in a farther direction.
He only felt that his vision extended infinitely, as if there was no end, and he did not feel any discomfort at all, as if he had not reached his limit yet.
One hundred miles, two hundred miles. When his vision sensed the crowd two hundred miles away, his heart moved again. The touch spread to the Guiyuan battleship, and he saw Xuantian Ji with a pale face.
At that moment, his heart skipped a beat and waves of warmth passed through his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly felt like a child again.
He tentatively climbed up Xuan Tianji's face carefully and gently touched her delicate skin, but saw that her breathing suddenly stagnated, as if she had discovered something.
Feng Qingyang chuckled secretly, and continued to extend forward past her, not stopping until he reached a distance of five hundred miles. If others knew about this long distance, they would definitely be so ashamed that they would bang their heads against the wall.
Generally, when a Jindan master has just broken through, his spiritual consciousness can only extend two hundred miles, but Feng Qingyang's is more than twice as much as theirs. This is the gap, and it is also the reason why he can sweep the same realm.
After retracting his consciousness, he still closed his eyes, but immersed his mind in watching the changes in his Dantian and breaking through the black rigidity. He still had not completely controlled that power, and it would take some time to stabilize.
The Dantian was calm and turned into a sea. On the sea was a green lotus with three lotus leaves spreading out. The green halo was continuously released, and the Dantian suddenly felt different.
The green lotus took root in the sea of qi, and on the lotus leaves, there were images of four-headed Houzuns. Although they did not look very solid, he believed that one day, nine-headed Houzuns would condense into one, until the nine merged into one, and then he would break through to the realm of the powerful purple zombie in one fell swoop.
The four-headed Qiongzun continuously released magical power, which flowed through his meridians. With six million kilograms of strength in his body, it seemed as if every move he made could overturn mountains and seas.
Now, when fighting against a powerful Jindan, he can defeat the powerful one with just his physical body without using any magic power. And if he uses magic and supernatural powers, I am afraid that even a powerful Jindan in the middle stage will not be his match.
Except for those in the late and peak Jindan stages, there are probably few rivals in the entire world of cultivation who can compete with him. Now, he can be said to have truly entered the ranks of the great powers.
"It's been three years in Maoshan. Did you ever think that you, the ants back then, would have a moment that would shake the world?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself and finally opened his eyes.
He looked around calmly. At this moment, everything around him fell silent and everyone was breathing heavily. It seemed that an epic war was about to break out.
This battle will affect the entire pattern of the cultivation world, and the person who provoked this unprecedented war is Feng Qingyang, who was once considered a joke and was just the lowest little zombie in everyone's eyes.
But it is such a small zombie that has repeatedly escaped death from the pursuit of powerful beings and has grown again and again. Today, in just three short years, it has become one of the powerful beings.
He was so domineering and seemed destined, and at this moment, when he broke through, all the pursuits became clouds and became his stepping stones.
A general's success is built on the sacrifice of hundreds of soldiers. Feng Qingyang is not a favored child of heaven, nor is he from a large sect. Instead, he has been constantly hunted down since his debut, and he almost died several times. However, he persisted and finally saw the bright moon in the sky.
"Qing Yang..."
"Little brother..." When Feng Qingyang revived, loud shouts came from the Guiyuan battleship, and a streak of light flashed by and came to Feng Qingyang's side in a whistling manner.
Just when she was about to get close, she suddenly stopped. Her long black hair fluttered slowly in the breeze, and a strand of her hair swayed across her forehead.
She was dancing slightly in her long skirt, her clothes were whiter than snow, she looked pitiful, her delicate little face was covered with tears, she looked at Feng Qingyang infatuatedly.
Thousands of words were expressed in this pair of eyes. Feng Qingyang was trembling in his heart. He suddenly wanted to hold her in his arms. This woman had helped him more than once. On several occasions, he was able to escape life and death because of her.
His heart was filled with emotion, but he didn't know if he had any feelings. The stronger he became, the more he could realize the importance of responsibility.
Zhu Xuezhu, Qian Duoduo, and Jiuhuang, these three women, all suffered crises because they were not strong enough. It seemed that bad things would happen to any woman who had contact with him.
Feng Qingyang didn't believe it, but he had a premonition that if he got too close to Ji Xuantian, he would definitely harm her in the future. Thinking of this, he made up his mind and retracted his hands that wanted to reach out to hug her.
The two looked at each other, quietly looking at each other under the moonlight, as if they were back on the top of the mountain where they first met. Every night, Xuan Tian Ji would appear on time and accompany him.
This was a remarkable woman. She keenly sensed Feng Qingyang's inner struggle. A flash of pain appeared in her eyes, but it was fleeting and then she hid it deeply in the deepest part of her heart.
Feng Qingyang was not aware of her change. Seeing her gaze, Feng Qingyang felt even more pain in his heart. This woman, whom he had met only a few times, had given so much for him and dared to openly break up the alliance of the ten major sects.
Although the Tianji Pavilion is mysterious, it is famous for its divination skills. On the contrary, its fighting ability is not very strong. If this happens, she might end up hurting herself.
"Is it worth doing this?" Feng Qingyang asked softly. He didn't even look around, as if he had forgotten where he was. He was talking about love in front of two-thirds of the powerful people in the entire cultivation world.
The sky is my witness, monologue under the moon!
But the people watching were also surprisingly quiet, as if they didn't want to disturb this touching scene, this iron-blooded and tender, domineering and yet innocent.
Xuan Tian Ji looked at Feng Qingyang deeply. She did not answer, but a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. Then she raised her soft hand and gently slid it across his face.
Her fingertips were cold, like a pool of clear water. Feng Qingyang stood motionless, just looking at her. At this moment, his heart was deeply shaken. His hands were trembling, as if he wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms.
“It’s not about whether it’s worth it or not, it’s only about whether you’re willing or not. Although we’ve only known each other for a short time, one day you’ll find that you and I have known each other for a thousand years…”
After saying that, Xuan Tian Ji withdrew her hand, her body swung backwards, and her long skirt stretched out far into the void. She just looked at Feng Qingyang like this until she disappeared into the deepest part of the moonlight.