He rolled and tumbled, and flew a long way in the air before he finally stopped. He stood up and looked at the young man aggressively.
"A half-step Nascent Soul master, he is indeed a half-step Nascent Soul master. If my guess is correct, he must be the current headmaster of Maoshan." Feng Qingyang thought to himself. At this moment, he stopped underestimating him, because a simple shout from the other party could seriously injure him.
If the intention was really to kill him, Feng Qingyang would definitely not be able to resist. It was a blessing in disguise that he was able to survive.
"Who gave you the courage, you beast? You dare to kill innocent people in the name of my Maoshan Zhengtian Sect. Do you think you are tired of living?"
He walked leisurely in the void, and one step he took covered a distance of a thousand miles. He came directly in front of Feng Qingyang. The two were only a few feet apart, and an invisible pressure suddenly spread out.
Feng Qingyang's entire body trembled, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He was unable to move, could not breathe, and his blood circulation was slow. It seemed as if his meridians would break and he would explode and die at any moment.
He was conscious and felt extremely sleepy, as if he wanted to close his eyes and sleep, but he knew that if he really closed his eyes, he would be doomed.
"No, I can't close my eyes." Feng Qingyang bit his tongue hard. A sharp pain spread through his soul and he woke up instantly.
Looking at the Maoshan headmaster who was so close, Feng Qingyang snorted in his heart. If their strength was equal, or if his cultivation had broken through the middle stage of the Black Zombie, he would not be so embarrassed.
"What's so great about relying on your cultivation to bully others?" Feng Qingyang said coldly. Although he knew that he was in great danger at the moment, he remained calm in his heart.
That is an aura, the aura of a superior, the aura of a king. He remains calm in the face of danger, unperturbed by the collapse of the sky, and has a heart as cold as ice. This kind of demeanor alone is enough to impress countless people.
Even the head of Mount Mao nodded secretly in his heart, but he was admiring it. If he was a human and a disciple of Mount Mao, he would definitely receive careful cultivation.
But he is a zombie, standing completely on the opposite side of Maoshan. As the saying goes, people with different beliefs cannot work together. The more he admires his enemy, the more he wants to get rid of him.
"He is a man of great tenacity and remains calm in the face of danger. He has the potential to become a great man. Today, I, Maoshan, have forged a blood feud with him, and the feud will not end until one of us dies. If we do not kill him, I am afraid he will become a great threat to me in the future. This boy must be killed!"
Thinking of this, the Maoshan Sect Leader's eyes flashed, and a strong murderous intent pierced his eyes. Feng Qingyang's heart trembled, and he said to himself that something was wrong. At the same time, he suddenly stretched out his big hand.
"Boy, do you still have the shame to bully a child like this?" A loud laughter suddenly came from the void, and at the same time a gust of black wind swept over, instantly breaking his big hand.
Hearing the voice of the person coming, Feng Qingyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that the person who finished speaking was none other than Ghost Ming Zhenren of the Ghost King Sect, the guide of this generation.
He came across the domain and appeared beside Feng Qingyang in an instant, protecting him by his side. Then he turned to look at Feng Qingyang and nodded slightly, his words were self-evident.
With the appearance of Gui Ming, not long after, countless disciples of the Ghost King Sect came across the domain and appeared densely in the void after passing through the teleportation formation.
Even though Feng Qingyang didn't know those people, they still came. I guess this was also Gui Ming's arrangement.
Among the ten major righteous sects, except for Tianji Pavilion and Jianzong, the other eight sects suffered the heaviest losses in the multiple secret realms and are no longer what they used to be.
The most powerful one right now is undoubtedly the Ghost King Sect, which is led by a great Nascent Soul master, and is also the guide in public. Who dares to touch him
“Hmph, don’t you know the rules of the world of cultivation? Can’t a Nascent Soul cultivator take action easily?” The head of Maoshan shouted in dissatisfaction. He was not a fool. He immediately used the eternal rules of the world of cultivation to detain Gui Ming.
If it were an ordinary person, he might still be afraid of him, but Gui Ming is different in every chapter. He is not only a Nascent Soul master, but also the guide of this generation.
The so-called guide is not only to introduce the peak Jindan masters to the spiritual world, but more importantly to protect this rule and prevent the Yuanying masters in the world of cultivation from taking action. Otherwise, they will be attacked by everyone.
Of course, since he is the one guarding, he has unique privileges. Others cannot take action easily, but he is no longer within this range.
"Hahaha." Sure enough, after listening to the words of the Maoshan Sect Leader, Gui Ming burst into laughter. He looked at him with interest, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"The rules are good, but don't you know that I am the guide of this generation? I am not someone who belongs to the rules. If you want to make a move, I will kill you without any cost!"
Gui Ming's eyes darkened, and he stopped smiling indifferently. He looked at the Maoshan Sect Leader with a cold tone, and murderous intent in his eyes, telling him clearly that if he dared to act rashly, he would surely die.
“You…” The Maoshan headmaster had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He had just become very popular, but was instantly beaten to death by another powerful figure.
And it was in front of countless powerful people. You know, although there is only one Jindan powerful person and Yuanying powerful person now, there are at least seven or eight Jindan powerful people hidden in the void.
They are on the same boat, and if Feng Qingyang destroys Maoshan today, who knows, he might destroy the other sects one day.
"You mean whether the Nascent Soul stage can take action, right?" Suddenly, the head of Maoshan laughed, but looking at his expression, I'm afraid everyone knew what he was thinking.
Especially Feng Qingyang, he was secretly laughing in his heart at this moment. If he knew that he controlled several great golden elixir masters, who knows how he would feel.
"That's right, as long as he is not a half-step Nascent Soul or a Nascent Soul master, I will never interfere." Seeing Feng Qingyang's indifferent look, Gui Ming guessed half of it in his heart, so he said readily.
"Why don't you come out? If our Maoshan is destroyed today, none of you will be able to escape." His voice spread throughout the world and immediately spread out.
At the same time, the void trembled, and powerful auras emanated from it. Several Jindan masters flew out of it and stood around the Maoshan Sect Leader, staring at Feng Qingyang hungrily.
"Boy, do you have any solution?" Seeing this, Gui Ming secretly transmitted the message. Although Feng Qingyang had extraordinary combat power, he would probably suffer a loss if he fought with several great Jindan masters at the same time, and among them there were two great Jindan masters in the middle stage.
"What are you afraid of? They have helpers. Do you think I don't?" Feng Qingyang laughed loudly. At this moment, he had confidence. Except for the Nascent Soul, the late Golden Core or the peak great powers, who could be his opponent
"What a joke! Do you think I don't know how many great Jindan masters there are in the world of cultivation?" The head of Maoshan sneered.
"Then let's see who is the joke."