He was full of confidence, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, his delicate face showing arrogance and dominance. Who else but me? Who said that the realm of black zombies can't break the void? Who said that black zombies can't break tradition and open the membrane of the world
Prince Long and Lu Xun were slightly stunned. Looking at the confident Feng Qingyang, they were really shocked in their hearts. Even they did not dare to say that they could successfully pass through the world membrane.
"Are you sure?" At this moment, Prince Long still hadn't given up, and seemed to deliberately want to dissuade Feng Qingyang from entering the spirit world with the person who was leading him.
Feng Qingyang nodded, but he still kept Prince Long's reminder in mind. After all, this had never happened before in ancient times. Putting aside the ancient times, to this day, no one had successfully passed through the world's membrane.
Throughout history, there have been only a handful of people who have worn it.
"When will you come to the spirit world?" After thinking about it, he turned around and looked at Prince Long and Lu Xun. His eyes were fierce, and there were countless ripples in them.
"The moment you enter the spiritual world, you will find me there." Before Prince Long could answer, Lu Xun on the side spoke first.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang grinned and looked at the two people beside him. The relationship between the three of them was very delicate. Although there was no war at this time, he knew that this was fate, and he believed that there would definitely be a big war waiting for him in the future.
"Red Devil, I want you to promise me something." But at this moment, Lu Xun spoke again, seemingly asking for help from others, but in fact his tone was inevitable and overbearing.
"What's the matter?" Feng Qingyang asked in surprise. Looking at Lu Xun and Prince Long beside him, he calmed down his restless heart and looked at them with deep affection and solemnity.
"I want to know how strong you are!" After saying this, Lu Xun and Prince Long simultaneously burst out with a strong desire to fight, the will was so strong that it almost condensed into substance.
Feng Qingyang smiled, but was a little surprised in his heart. These two people were both half-step golden elixir, but the momentum they burst out was no less than that of the great golden elixir masters. I am afraid that ordinary early-stage golden elixir masters are not their opponents.
"Okay!" Having said this, he suddenly opened the world of boundary beads. With a flash of light, the three of them instantly disappeared from the spot.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths!
Boom…
The void exploded, like a loud thunderclap in the plain, instantly resounding for thousands of miles, and the entire Dark Night Ghost Market was covered by thick thunder.
At this moment, two dishevelled figures fell out from the void in a panic, their hair was disheveled, and they looked a little dusty and dirty.
After a long time, the three of them stood on the horizon again, looking at each other, looking into each other's eyes, and saw a trace of sincerity in them.
"How strong of a skill did you use?"
"The suppression is no different from yours." Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, then turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the end of the sky alone.
Hearing this, Lu Xun and Prince Long were both shocked, and a hint of helplessness and bitterness flashed across their eyes. In just three breaths, the two of them were completely defeated, and what's more, the opponent had actually suppressed their cultivation.
So how strong is this master? The two of them looked at each other and saw a hint of palpitation in each other's eyes, but that palpitation flashed very quickly, like lightning, and disappeared in an instant, turning into a source of perseverance.
"Three days later, Prince Long and I will be there to calm the situation for you!" After a moment's silence, Lu Xun broke the heavy atmosphere and said to Feng Qingyang.
Although his tone was a bit rogue, his eyes were full of sincerity. However, beneath his sincere appearance, he still hid a deep and extremely strong fighting spirit.
"Yes, in three days, I will be there!" Prince Long looked at Feng Qingyang deeply and continued with Lu Xun's words.
After the two finished talking, they stopped talking and in an instant turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky.
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Time passes quickly, and dawn always begins to appear at the end of the night.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was standing in the Dark Night Ghost Market, but no one knew his location. Unless he deliberately revealed his aura, even if others stood in front of him, they would not be able to find his trace.
"One day has passed, and just like that, there are two more days, two more days!" He muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground. He did not meditate, nor did he go to look for people from the Ice Palace Alliance.
Some things don't need to be said, others will keep them in mind, and some things don't need to be thought about, they will happen naturally. Instead of having a tense discussion, it is better to face it with a smile.
Who is he? He is a super genius who is famous in the world of cultivation, a generation of zombie Feng Qingyang, who is superior to countless young talents. Before his bone age reached 30, he broke through the realm of black zombies and entered the realm of the golden elixir master in one fell swoop.
Since he passed the tribulation, he has been invincible, winning battle after battle, without a single defeat. Even when several great Jindan masters attacked him at the same time, Chaoyang was killed by him with one palm. It was like killing a dog with a murderous intent, effortlessly.
He just sat quietly on the ground, and the Dark Night Ghost Market seemed exceptionally peaceful during these three days. During this period, no cultivator left. Of course, these cultivators included the disciples of the ten major sects.
Feng Qingyang has kept in mind all the cultivators who stayed in the Dark Night Ghost Market. If they are still there in the decisive battle three days later, they will all be rewarded by Feng Qingyang.
"If you dare to fight alongside me and bleed with me, then you are my brothers, Feng Qingyang, and my friends!"
When the scorching sun appeared the next day, he opened his eyes, muttered to himself, and looked at the sky above. The bright sunshine still shone brightly on his face.
Zombies were supposed to live in dark, damp places, but now, they were sitting proudly on the ground, facing the rising sun, they were still shining the brightest light.
"If the place I walk through is dark, then there will be light behind me. If I come from the deep winter, then after the deep winter there must be a new life, a new life for my zombie clan. You will become a brand new race, no longer suppressed by the way of heaven, and will get rid of the curse of the Lord of the Qilin. You will grow freely under the entire sky, no longer in darkness, but in the scorching sun."
After he finished speaking, the sky seemed to tremble slightly at this moment, and when the first ray of sunlight came down, it slowly disappeared from his face, as if he had never seen it, but it bent at the moment it was about to reach him, completely bypassing him.
The three-year agreement is not just an agreement, but also his determination, a determination to dare to challenge and face it. This is not a foolish dream, but a fact.
"As long as I, Feng Qingyang, am still here, my mission will not be interrupted, and my legacy will not be broken. As long as I am still here, I will definitely find the mystery of this curse and solve the eternal suffering of my zombie clan! That's all!"