When countless afterimages began to approach, and when a muffled groan was heard from the end of the world.
Feng Qingyang laughed, and from the void, an old man with a disheveled face fell down. He was dressed in a green robe, had an immortal look, and looked exactly like the old man before.
But the aura he exudes is countless times stronger. Just by standing there, he can cause the turbulent current to surge back. The power of a middle-stage Jindan master is not only the strength of his magic power, but more importantly, his ability to control the void.
Of course, this kind of magic can only be used in the world of cultivation. If you go to the spiritual world or higher-level star fields, breaking the void will only be an unattainable dream.
"You evil beast! Anyone who dares to invade our Maoshan will be punished no matter how far away they are!" The old man's eyes were fierce. Although he was injured, he still spoke firmly.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang looked at him with amusement, wondering if this old man was getting senile and confused. What did he mean by "even if they are far away, they must be killed"? Now he is the one killing them, okay
He sneered and was about to take action when a powerful aura came from the void again, full of murderous intent, and directly locked onto Feng Qingyang.
Then the scene flashed, and another old man appeared, but this man looked too old, with white hair and beard, and his face was full of wrinkles.
"You are the evildoers who are causing chaos in the world, you must be killed!" As soon as he appeared, he shouted at the void. In a moment, the majestic aura covering Mount Mao appeared instantly and turned into rolling thunder that struck the wandering cultivators.
Boom…
The sound of vibration was endless, accompanied by screams. Countless independent cultivators died one after another, without even the power to resist, and disappeared into thin air.
Feng Qingyang looked back and was immediately furious. At this moment, more than half of the cultivators who had followed him had died, leaving only one or two hundred people at the back who were facing the disaster.
At this moment, everyone was stunned and fell into fear. This was a powerful person in the middle stage of the Golden Core. He did not need to take any action. Just a casual shout could wipe out countless cultivators.
It's like an immortal, holding the reins of heaven, his words are enforced, and the life and death of a person is decided in a single thought. This is power, this is strength.
"You are looking for death!" Feng Qingyang was furious, and murderous intent filled the air. He could no longer control his body, and while speaking, he suddenly changed.
He, who originally had a handsome face, suddenly turned into a hideous humanoid monster. His tail dancing in the air could make people tremble.
A tremendous pressure was released, as if the sky was collapsing, and the Milky Way above the nine heavens fell at this moment. Feng Qingyang only had those two people in his eyes.
"Old Taoist priest with an ox nose, watch me kill you!" He disappeared into the sky with a swish, the void was in turmoil, and the two old Taoist priests' faces changed, but they did not show any fear.
Instead, he cast a barrier in an instant, and injected two powerful magical powers, instantly making the barrier as hard as a copper wall and as strong as a diamond.
Boom! At the moment when the barrier was formed, Feng Qingyang arrived in an instant. He punched it, causing the barrier to shake violently.
Punch after punch, each time there was a sound of breaking, but they were all repaired by the two old Taoists in the blink of an eye.
"Can you only hide?" Feng Qingyang stood in the air. He no longer attacked but looked at them coldly. An idea came to his mind and he took out the Yueshang Bow. He aimed at the barrier and with a flash of his eyes, he shot an arrow.
Boom!
Silver light danced and cut through the sky. Endless turbulent force swept in all directions, contaminating some Maoshan disciples who were unable to dodge and soon died.
"Don't be so arrogant!" Seeing someone die, they no longer hid. The two looked at each other and pushed their hands forward. At the same time, a huge talisman slowly emerged from the void.
"That's...that's the Yin-Yang Talisman!" In the distance, Lu Xun's pupils shrank, and he recognized the origin of the talisman at a glance.
Black and white, one black and one white, each occupying half, it was hazy and a tremendous pressure was coming out. Feng Qingyang's eyelids jumped when he saw the huge talisman rising into the air. A rare sense of life and death crisis appeared in his heart.
"Legend has it that the Yin-Yang Talisman is not a magic weapon, but a powerful weapon. It contains the magical power of a super-powerful man from Mount Mao. It is said that countless years ago, Mount Mao used it once. At that time, the Yin-Yang Talisman exploded and instantly killed a powerful man at the peak of the Golden Core Stage!"
Lu Xun muttered to himself, and the more he spoke, the more frightened he became. He was born into a large sect, so he naturally knew some secrets that no one else knew, just like this Yin-Yang Talisman.
"Huh? That's not right!" Suddenly, he became suspicious again. If this was a real Yin-Yang Talisman, Feng Qingyang would have been shocked to death long ago.
But now, he is still alive and kicking in the void. Could it be? Could it be that the Yin-Yang Talisman is a replica? With a thought in his mind, he immediately took a closer look. Sure enough, although the Yin-Yang Talisman is exactly the same as the one in the legend, its aura is very different.
"However, even if it is a replica, he can't afford it!" Just as he underestimated it, the Yin-Yang Talisman suddenly burst out with light, and the white light covered the sky and the earth, instantly enveloping Feng Qingyang.
"Take the hit from my Yin-Yang Talisman and see if you can survive!" The two old men looked at Feng Qingyang who was covered in white light and burst into laughter.
Yes, Feng Qingyang was indeed in a life-and-death crisis at this moment. He had sensed it the moment they offered the Yin-Yang Talisman.
The white light carried a lot of vitality. Although the vitality could revive all things, when it reached its extreme it was extraordinary, not to mention that Feng Qingyang was still a zombie.
That life force was simply his fatal nemesis. The moment it blasted out, Feng Qingyang felt unable to move, as if he was fixed in the void and could only struggle helplessly.
The light penetrated his entire body, as if countless tiny needles pierced through him. He felt severe pain all over and wanted to roar in pain, but he forced himself to hold it back.
The green light in his dantian danced, and when he was seriously injured, it suddenly swayed up, and a huge halo immediately spread out, absorbing all the white light that entered his body.
"The blood of the Corpse King, swallow it for me!" At the same time, Feng Qingyang also suppressed the pain, and forced himself to practice the "Taiyin Sutra" while enduring the pain.
At this moment, a violent aura spread across the heaven and earth, and the tremendous power that swallowed up the heaven and earth burst out in an instant. Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, and a cold air came over, freezing the white light in an instant.
Cold, dark, icy, evil, countless evil air rushed into the sky and gathered above Maoshan. In an instant, a dark cloud appeared, covering the sky and the sun.
"I will die? Do you think I will die?" Feng Qingyang's face looked a little ugly, but still full of domineering. He roared and looked at the Yin-Yang Talisman that was hanging down wisps of light in the void, his eyes flashing.
"Good stuff, I think you and I are destined to be together, why not come with me!"