Several people responded, then disappeared into nothingness.
Inside the waterfall, after the locust willow monster died, the Holy Prince and the old monkey entered the Water Curtain Cave at the same time, and looked at the secret room where Feng Qingyang was in seclusion, their brows furrowed.
"Qingyang has been in seclusion for more than half a year, and there has been no movement. Is there an accident?" The Holy Prince said in a deep voice. He has experienced the power of Taiyi Water clearly in the past six months.
Although it is gentle, it is also overbearing. If the body cannot endure it, there is a risk of exploding and dying.
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In the secret room, Feng Qingyang's entire body was dark purple, and the number of the Qi Lord in his sea of qi had already reached nine. Nine seemed to be the limit, as the saying goes, "only one out of ten remains."
There were cracks all over his body. It wasn't that he couldn't withstand the power of Taiyi Water, but when he wanted to merge, he suddenly found that the nine-headed Hou Zuns were repelling each other.
The consequence of rejection was a chaos of magical power. It was as if a battlefield had been set off inside his body, with the nine-headed Hou Zun acting independently and each in charge of its own area.
"What's going on? The technique is like this, and the awakening and bloodline cannot go wrong. Why can't they be integrated? If it weren't for your integration, how could I break through the Purple Zombie Power? Not to mention the higher levels that come later."
Feng Qingyang was a little flustered. This was not the first time he had tried to merge with Hou Zun. In the past six months, he had tried it three or four times, but each time ended in failure and left him with trauma.
There was indeed nothing wrong with his martial arts. If an ordinary zombie came to practice it, a nine-headed monster would be born in his body and he would begin to break through the purple zombie state. But he was different.
He has the blood of the Corpse King, which is extremely strange. At first, he thought it was the unique blood of zombies, and because of Ying Gou, he took control of it first.
But now, he discovered something different. The corpse king blood flowing in his body seemed to be a little different. This was the key to why he could maintain his human form.
If you want to break through the purple zombie state, it is ultimately the power of blood that is at work.
"Why, why on earth? You gave me such a powerful bloodline power, but you restricted my growth. Are you kidding me? If the nine-headed Hou Zun cannot be integrated, then I will give birth to the tenth one."
Feng Qingyang's eyes were as fast as lightning, and at this moment, they were fully open. However, he was not looking at himself, but at himself who was practicing in seclusion.
"At this point, the only way to achieve fusion is to break the limit of nine, change the technique, and give birth to the ninth Houzun. But, does the tenth Houzun really exist?"
He murmured to himself, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He was about to make a breakthrough, but something went wrong at the critical moment. He never expected that he would not be able to integrate.
You should know that the powerful zombies in ancient times or prehistoric times were all advanced to powerful purple zombies by merging with the Nine-headed Hound. For example, the King of Zombies and the Zombie King Liu Ruchen are all like this.
"If there is no tenth head, then I am the tenth head." A flash of madness suddenly passed through his mind, and a flash of enlightenment also emerged.
If one practices in the original way, then the strongest can only reach the level of Qiong Zun. Even such a powerful Qiong Zun can fall, so why not surpass and break the limit.
If he merges with the tenth Qiongzun, his foundation will definitely be more solid, and his roots will surpass Qiongzun. Coupled with his bloodline of the Corpse King, his future will definitely have higher achievements.
Thinking of this, he was no longer panicked. Instead, he felt as if he had been given a shot of sedative, and had a calm expression.
By practicing his skills, the magic power that was originally running wild in his body suddenly calmed down. As long as he did not integrate it, there would be no riot.
“If the tenth head is to be born, then it should be me. I will be the master. Only this kind of me can be the real me.” He roared in his heart, his qi sea churning, and he really had the momentum to give birth to the tenth head.
Boom!
His huge will descended upon his qi sea, and as he looked at the nine-headed Huo Zun sitting on the lotus leaf, his heart moved, and his heartstrings were touched at this moment.
The sea of qi roared, huge waves surged, and a purple light was born inside. Feng Qingyang's eyes focused, and this will was immediately injected into it.
And at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in the rising waves. This shadow was not Qiong Zun, but it was quite similar to Qiong Zun.
It is not a human body, but it is indeed covered with scales. Looking at his face, he has delicate features, yet is extremely resolute, like a terrifying god of war.
This was exactly the smaller version of Feng Qingyang. When he injected his will into it, the little man that was born opened his eyes instantly. At the same time, countless pieces of information appeared in Feng Qingyang's mind.
That villain is him, he is the villain, and from now on, even if he fights with others and his body explodes, as long as this purple villain is still there, he will not die and can still be reborn with the powerful power of his blood.
"I see. The reason why I cannot merge is, firstly, that I am of Corpse King bloodline, and secondly, it has something to do with my will. In the final analysis, I have always considered myself a human."
Feng Qingyang murmured a few words, clasped his hands together, and practiced the exercises according to the method. The little figure in his qi sea also made hand seals in an instant, and his movements and expressions were exactly the same as his.
Boom! Suddenly, a column of water appeared under the purple man's body. The thick column of water lifted him up, and the height was just above the Nine-headed Hound.
"The limit of nine, I am the limit, I am the master, even the nine-headed Hou Zu is under my control." In an instant, the purple little man's eyes flashed, covering all the nine-headed Hou Zuns below.
"Nine nines come back to one, unity!"
As he spoke, the nine-headed Qiongzu below all roared in unison, as if they were showing some resistance. Feng Qingyang naturally noticed this.
"Can practicing this kind of skills revive the Qilin Lord? Humph, no matter who you are, I'm lucky that I'm only the tenth one." Feng Qingyang said coldly.
With his hands clasped together, the devouring power of the Corpse King's bloodline appeared. The leaves of the Green Lotus of Creation trembled, and the first Huo Zun rose from the ground with a whoosh and instantly merged into the purple man.
At that moment, the purple man seemed to rise a little taller.
Whoosh whoosh…
When one head flies up, it will bring the second, third, and even fourth heads with it!
"I am the master!" He shouted again, clasped his hands together, and faced the town below. With a few loud roars, the remaining Houzuns all flew up and merged into his body one by one.
The purple little man, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression, like a demon god, he was standing proudly above Feng Qingyang's sea of energy, standing in the center of the Green Lotus of Creation.
The human race has the Nascent Soul, and as long as the Nascent Soul is immortal, they will live forever. The demon race has the demon pill, and as long as the demon pill is not broken, they will not die. And he, Feng Qingyang, still has his own life essence.
And this life essence is exactly this purple little man.
After the little man completely devoured and merged with the Nine-headed Qilin, he sat cross-legged, and surges of power emanated from him.
"The Purple Zombie is powerful! Done!"