"Why?"
Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He stared at the Dark Night Ancestor, trying to find a clue in his eyes.
"Some time ago, when you came out of the secret realm, the people from Maoshan came out in full force to encircle and suppress the Ice Palace Alliance..." Then the Dark Night Ancestor slowly told him everything.
After hearing this, Feng Qingyang clenched his fists until they creaked, his whole body trembling, he glared fiercely at the Dark Night Ancestor, snorted coldly, shook his body, and immediately disappeared into the cave.
“Maoshan, if Xiaozhu gets into any trouble, I will kill you…” Before leaving, he uttered a cruel word that echoed in the cave, causing the Dark Night Ancestor to tremble all over.
"This Maoshan is simply courting death. They actually provoked such a powerful and ruthless person. Isn't this courting death?" The Dark Night Ancestor muttered to himself, with a complicated feeling flashing through his mind.
To be honest, who could have thought that in just three years, he would break through from the realm of wandering corpses and enter the realm of black zombies? This simply broke the myth that had existed in the world of cultivation for thousands of years.
"This boy must be extraordinary. Now that I have exhausted my resources after breaking through to the early stage of the Golden Core, if I want to break through again, I am afraid it is impossible. But if I go to him, I am afraid there is still a glimmer of hope." Thinking of this, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally his face sank and he chased after him.
"Maoshan..." After Feng Qingyang came out of the cave, he expanded his spiritual sense and directly locked onto the location of the Ice Palace Alliance. He had not paid attention to it before, but now it seems that the place is in a mess.
Seeing this, he became even angrier, and rushed towards the alliance with an extremely fast speed, like a whirlwind. In just a moment, he arrived at the Ice Palace.
"Zhang Kui, I've told you several times, surrender to us and open the Ice Palace, otherwise you will die without a burial place. Do you see? They will be your fate."
Outside the Ice Palace, the two groups were quarreling fiercely. There were broken limbs and pieces of flesh everywhere, and blood was flowing everywhere. It looked extremely tragic.
Zhang Kui, the independent cultivator promoted by Feng Qingyang, was covered in blood. His face was ferocious as he looked at the handsome man who was less than a meter in front of him, his eyes full of hatred.
Next to the man, there were two Ice Palace disciples. They were already dead, but even after death, their corpses were still brutally whipped.
“Li Qingyun, you are looking for death. If our leader comes back, you will definitely die miserably!” Zhang Kui’s face was covered in blood. Looking at the man in front of him, he wished he could go up and kill him.
Countless monks gathered around, but each of them had an indifferent expression. They looked at the crowd in the center of the battlefield as if they were watching a play, sneering or mocking.
"You don't know what life and death are. I'm going to kill you now!" The Maoshan disciple flipped his hand, and a piece of talisman paper flashing with dazzling light flew out. Even the countless people outside the field could feel the pressure contained in it.
Zhang Kui's eyes were struggling, and when he was about to fight to the death, he suddenly found a strong hand falling with the arrow. He subconsciously turned back, but when he saw the face clearly, he was stunned, and then his heart instantly settled down. He knew that what was happening now was no longer a big deal.
"Who are you saying is ignorant of life and death?" Feng Qingyang caught the oncoming talisman paper with one hand, and with a flick of his finger, he crushed it into powder, which dissipated into the sky and earth.
"Who are you?" When the man saw Feng Qingyang taking action, he was obviously startled, and a hint of doubt and fear flashed across his pupils, but there were too many fellow disciples around him, including countless beautiful female disciples.
In his eyes, Feng Qingyang's actions were a disgrace to him. Although he was a little scared, he still stepped forward and asked.
"Who am I?" Feng Qingyang was amused. Who in the cultivation world doesn't know him? However, when he was laughing, he remembered that he didn't have the iconic red hair. No wonder he didn't recognize him.
Taking a step forward, he restrained his aura. To outsiders, he was just an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.
"I'm here to kill you." He looked at the man deeply, leaning forward, showing a row of small white teeth, looking so gentle and brilliant.
But for some reason, the people around felt cold and gloomy when they saw that smile. Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd, followed by a commotion. It was obvious that someone had recognized him.
However, this group of Maoshan people obviously don’t know anything, and no one knows how they got by. It would be a joke if they told others that they don’t even recognize Maoshan’s mortal enemy.
“Hahahaha…” the man laughed loudly, then turned his head to look around, laughing even more wildly, even a little out of breath.
"Just you? You come to kill me? Who do you think you are?" Finally, he pressed his stomach hard and pointed at Feng Qingyang.
"Junior brothers, kill him for me!" Then his face darkened and he roared. Immediately, three Maoshan disciples came out from behind him and surrounded Feng Qingyang. Their faces were full of arrogance and their nostrils were almost upturned.
Looking around, many people covered their eyes, as if they didn't want to watch the cruel scene anymore. There was pity in everyone's eyes.
However, the pity was not for Feng Qingyang, but for these extremely ignorant idiots - the Maoshan disciples.
"Ice-sealing technique!"
"Fire spell!"
"Corpse Poison Curse!"
A few ferocious voices were heard, and the void shook, and was suddenly filled with three-color light. Heat waves and ice covered the sky and the earth, looking ferocious and powerful.
Several people laughed wildly, but what happened next made their smiles instantly remain on their faces, and their eyeballs almost popped out.
"Break!" Feng Qingyang just uttered a word lightly, and the void in the single room twisted. The pressure erupted by the three magic-level talismans collapsed instantly. It was actually broken by his single word.
It was at this moment that they realized that something was wrong. They looked at the people around them, but saw that they were all looking at them with pity. They took a breath, swallowed deeply, and turned to look at the leading man of Maoshan.
"What are you looking at? Kill him for me." Although he felt a little puzzled, he still said firmly. There were countless people around who knew him. If he lost face like this, how could he bear it
"Looking for death!" Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang immediately stopped smiling and stopped joking with them. His aura suddenly burst out, and in an instant, he completely changed.
The long black hair moved without wind, and the powerful aura enveloped the entire Dark Night Ghost Market, making everyone present tremble all over and fall to their knees on the ground.
"You'll suffer the consequences if you do evil!" Feng Qingyang sighed, stretched out his big hand, and crushed to death several Maoshan disciples kneeling in front of him, just like crushing an ant.
That effortless feeling, full of domineering, flamboyant and overbearing, only heard: "Ice Palace Alliance listen to the order, no one from Maoshan can be spared!"