For Gui Ming, as long as he could control him, killing him would be as easy as pie.
"Collect!" He roared, and with a wave of his sleeve, the universe in his sleeve immediately took in the head of Maoshan. Then with a swish, the void was shattered and he disappeared with a smile.
The time was not long, just a short cup of tea. When he appeared again, he was calm and waved at Feng Qingyang, saying nothing.
A generation of Maoshan's head master just disappeared like this, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive. It seems that he is just a bystander. He started off with great fanfare, but ended in such a miserable way.
Feng Qingyang did not ask much about his whereabouts, but everyone present knew it well, and they were afraid that he was in great danger.
He turned around and explained some matters to Zhang Kui, along with Lu Xun. The void split open, and Jian Chen and Xuan Tian Ji were both there.
"Three days later, I will go to the Endless Sea with you."
Prince Long nodded and looked at Feng Qingyang with a complicated expression. A sense of frustration rose in his heart, but it was fleeting and turned into a fighting spirit. Then he left the place with a whoosh.
Gradually, the crowd began to disperse, and some of the casual cultivators who were watching stayed behind. From the looks in their eyes, one could tell that they all planned to join the Ice Palace Alliance.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was the one who founded the Loose Cultivator Alliance. Although he had never taken care of it, the relationship was at least there.
After a brief explanation of the advantages, he took them away from there and returned to the Dark Night Ghost Market.
After this battle, Feng Qingyang's prestige, which was already at its peak, reached a peak again, surpassing many leaders of major sects.
As an extension of his power, the Ice Palace Alliance also opened its doors to recruit independent practitioners from the world of cultivation. As long as they were not overly evil, the Ice Palace Alliance would accept everyone.
Relying on Feng Qingyang's reputation, the Ice Palace Alliance came from behind and quickly formed an alliance with Guiyuan City, becoming the holy land for two independent cultivators in the world of cultivation.
Within these three days, Feng Qingyang swept across the entire world of cultivation. He did not provoke the remaining ten major sects, but instead captured some second- and third-rate small sects and incorporated them into his sphere of influence.
In this way, the Ice Palace Alliance had more bases in the world of cultivation. Coupled with the countless independent cultivators in the world of cultivation, it actually appeared to be surrounded. This was something Feng Qingyang had never thought of.
Three days later, he said goodbye to everyone, took the great wild beast, and went to the Endless Sea with the Dragon Prince, heading west.
The journey was long and the two of them were silent. He sat upright on the back of the great wild beast, and behind him, a dragon followed closely. It was the true form of the Dragon Prince.
The wind follows the dragon and the clouds follow the tiger. Prince Long is incredibly fast. Originally, he wanted to secretly coach Feng Qingyang on the way.
What made him depressing was that he didn't even know that he was not going to have a chance to compete. The great wild beast Kunpeng flapped its wings and soared up to 90,000 miles, forcing him to use all his strength to barely catch up.
"What a pervert." He thought silently, while Feng Qingyang, who was sitting on the great wild beast, suddenly turned around and glanced at him.
Just one look made Prince Long's hair stand on end. He quickly looked away, not daring to meet her gaze.
In just three days, Feng Qingyang's strength increased again and reached a level that he could not reach. Looking back on the past, the three of them were standing on the same starting line.
It should be Feng Qingyang back then, who was really just an ant in his eyes, but in just three years, he became the top power in the cultivation world. But he himself was still standing still.
Feeling bitter in his heart, he continued to follow silently. If he didn't know how to get to the Endless Sea, Feng Qingyang would have abandoned him long ago.
His idea was correct. The reason why Feng Qingyang left him behind was mostly because he knew the direction of the Endless Sea.
"Spirit world, here I come." He murmured to himself, opened his closed eyes, and looked into the endless void ahead.
There was a slight chill in his heart, but more than that he felt a strong reluctance, but he didn't know what he was reluctant to part with.
Thinking back to the look in Xuantian Ji's eyes at the time of parting today, Feng Qingyang's peaceful heart was rippled with a bit of bitterness.
Those bright eyes were like brilliant stars, hiding so many profound meanings. He tried not to look at them on purpose, but he always thought of them.
In my ears, I could vaguely hear Xuan Tianji's affectionate words: "I will definitely catch up with you."
It's always like this. We don't pay attention to it when we are together, but when we leave, we realize that at some inadvertent moment, certain people and certain things have been deeply planted in our hearts.
But when you realize it, it's already too late. Since it's too late, just let it fade away with time. Maybe one day when you look back, you will find that it was just a dream.
"It's just time." He shook his head and smiled bitterly. When he figured it out, his body felt lighter again, as if a thousand-pound mountain had suddenly disappeared. That feeling made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to **.
"How long will it take to reach the Endless Sea?" he asked, looking at Prince Dragon who was following closely behind him.
"If we continue at this speed, it will take at least half a month. The Endless Sea is far to the west of the continent, extremely far away. But if we use the teleportation array, it will only take a few days to cross the region."
Prince Long was not angry at Feng Qingyang's tone, but told him everything. After all, Feng Qingyang still owed him a favor.
Feng Qingyang nodded, turned over and got off the Great Desolate Beast, stood proudly in the void, looked at the Dragon Prince, then looked at the Great Desolate Beast, and said: "We have nothing to do, let's see who can reach the Endless Sea first. I won't take advantage of you. I will compress my magic power to the peak state of the late wandering corpse."
After saying that, he pinched his fingers to make a spell and slapped his palm on his chest, instantly suppressing his cultivation. He looked at Prince Long aggressively, as if he also wanted to compete with him.
It is said that the demon race is physically strong. Today, he wants to have a real competition with them.
"If you arrive first, I will give you a golden elixir."
Upon hearing this, Prince Long's eyelids jumped. Golden elixir, the golden elixir is equivalent to the demon elixir of the demon clan. If he can obtain a golden elixir, then the distance to breaking through the realm of heavenly demon will be shortened greatly.
"Are you serious?"
“Really!” Feng Qingyang nodded. Apart from anything else, with his fame now, it is difficult to take back his words. Besides, he is a powerful black zombie, so how could he go back on his word
Prince Long laughed loudly, and said with great pride, "Okay, a gentleman's word is as good as a promise. I still believe in the name of the Red Devil."
After saying this, the two men and the beast suddenly stood in the void, on the same starting line.
Feng Qingyang roared loudly, and everyone roared. Suddenly, three strong winds blew towards the endless sea.
The speed was so fast that it was unheard of. Even when it passed by some monks, they just thought it was a gust of wind passing by.
"Endless sea, spiritual world!"