Lu Xun exclaimed, looking at the bronze coffin that was shrinking in the sky and the disappearing Feng Qingyang. His intuition told him that something unusual was about to happen here.
Sure enough, just after he finished speaking, the ancient bronze coffin suddenly stopped shrinking and slowly fell from the sky. At the same time, an extremely powerful breath came, as if it was going to destroy the world.
Lu Xun's eyelids twitched as he looked at the Dragon Prince. The two of them looked at each other with uncontrollable horror in their eyes. What on earth was this? How could it be so powerful
However, there was no time to think too much at this point, the most important thing was to escape.
The two of them quickly used their life-saving magical powers, and disappeared into the sky with two whooshes. In an instant, they retreated two thousand feet away from here, and appeared in the sky at the edge of the Death Mountains, looking at the scene of Maoshan in front of them.
At this moment, not only Lu Xun and others noticed the changes, but even the head of Maoshan and a group of people watching the battle noticed it. They were horrified and fled away desperately.
The fast ones could run a thousand meters in an instant, while the slow ones were crying for their parents. In a blink of an eye, the surroundings of Maoshan, which was originally crowded with people, became empty without a trace of human beings.
And at this moment, the ancient bronze coffin stopped changing and suddenly fell to the ground, splashing countless dust, but this is not the point. The point is the moment it fell.
A beam of light suddenly lit up the ancient bronze coffin, and it exploded with a loud bang, like a long-brewing thunder. The violent air waves tore through the void and spread all around.
In an instant, the wind swept away the clouds, the air waves surged, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and an incomparably huge column of light shot up into the sky, instantly tearing the void apart, and even the force of turbulence disappeared completely.
The pillar of light was immense and boundless, with a powerful destructive force spreading in all directions. Everything within a radius of several hundred miles turned into nothingness, and was reduced to ashes under the erosion of the pillar of light.
And all this did not end. As the beam of light spread, the air waves ahead of it transformed into countless ferocious dragons and flew in all directions.
The disciples who escaped slowly were immediately swallowed up by the air wave, and no trace of their bodies was left. This scene was horrifying to some monks who had managed to survive.
They didn't bother to look, but ran for their lives, fearing that they would be hit by the air wave behind them. They were fast, but the air wave was even faster, getting closer with every breath.
Wherever it passed, the void collapsed layer by layer, like a black hole swallowing everything. The scene was like the end of the world. It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.
Such power easily shattered the void, as if tearing off an insignificant film. The void collapsed, like pieces flying around, and a big hole appeared between heaven and earth that would not heal for a long time.
The cave entrance continuously spewed out endless turbulent currents from the void, sweeping in all directions, and everything turned into nothingness.
"So strong! This power is probably beyond that of a Nascent Soul. How could he possibly deliver such a powerful attack? Is it some amazing magical skill?"
In the distance, Gui Ming, along with a group of Ghost King Clan members and the remaining members of the alliance, stared at the world of Maoshan in amazement. He felt his mouth dry and he didn't know how to describe it.
"How strong is he? Even if he has reached the minor success of zombie, he can't have such fighting power. At most, he is invincible at the same level, but he has surpassed so many people in a row. He is simply a monster. Is he going to let people live?"
Lu Xun muttered to himself, his eyes shining, but no one knew what language he was speaking.
He was like this, not to mention Prince Long who was standing next to him. He was already frightened out of his wits at this moment. It was not because of fear, but because of the weirdness of the ancient bronze coffin and the power it released.
The earth shook, and even other sects thousands of miles away could feel it clearly. The great men in the sect flew up into the sky and used their supreme magical powers to see the source of the shaking. "This direction is Mount Mao!" The head of Taixuan Sect muttered to himself. Although he could not see the source, the aura of destruction that came from it made him tremble with fear.
He thought without surprise that if he were at the center of the vibration, he would not have to resist at all and could just close his eyes and die.
Even a powerful being in the early Nascent Soul stage could not unleash such pressure, because there was a faint breath of Tao contained within it.
The so-called Tao refers to the Three Thousand Great Ways, but this Tao is not the Way of Heaven, but a kind of Tao and reason. The Three Thousand Great Ways include the Way of Heaven, the Way of Hegemony, the Way of Killing and so on.
But the three thousand return to one, and as long as you understand the Tao, you can be considered a true enlightened person.
Just like the Way of Heaven, maybe it is just a great way of super power, under which all things are derived, and zombies also have their own Way. If we try to distinguish them, it may not be clear, but we can vaguely know that the Way of Zombies is very close to the Way of Killing and Domination.
All things in the world, whether they are humans, demons, or monsters, are practicing Taoism. It’s just that people in this world of cultivation practice the Way of Heaven, and if you practice their Way, you will rise and fall with it.
Reverence heaven and earth, this is the way of heaven.
When a cultivator breaks through the Golden Core and enters the Nascent Soul realm, he will be able to comprehend the Way of Heaven and experience that trace of the breath of Tao. The stage above the Nascent Soul is the stage of entering the Tao.
The explosion of the ancient bronze coffin before Feng Qingyang brought with it a breath of pressure that contained a hint of the Tao, but this was not the Way of Heaven, but the Way of Destruction.
Destroy everything in the world, destroy everything in heaven and earth. The way of destruction is only destruction. Only through destruction can there be rebirth, and rebirth is a brand new avenue.
The power of the explosion lasted for several hours. During this period of time, the void could not heal and the force of turbulence swept in all directions. Fortunately, there were no mortals within thousands of miles of Maoshan, otherwise Feng Qingyang would have committed endless killings.
He was unaware of all this. He was still in that dark world, looking at the giant beside him and following him in dancing the magic spells.
Once, twice, three times, after practicing countless times, the giant stopped pinching his fingers, and suddenly lowered his head to look at Feng Qingyang below.
The two looked at each other, and Feng Qingyang was shocked, just like last time. He saw his face clearly again, and it was exactly his own face, exactly the same, without any difference.
"Why?" he asked subconsciously, but when he asked the question, he instantly withdrew from this space. When he appeared again, he found himself standing on an empty ground.
To be precise, even the earth had never seen it. He raised his head and looked around, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had discovered something shocking.
"What's going on here?" While thinking, a picture instantly rushed into his brain, and in an instant, all the previous scenes appeared in his mind.
The ancient coffin changes from big to small, and then to explosion, until it destroys the world!
"Did I do all this?" He muttered to himself, looking at the nothingness around him, and suddenly found that he seemed to still be shrouded in the turbulence of the void.