Thinking of this, he took a step forward and stood on the first step.
In an instant, time reversed, and he began his first reincarnation in an instant. He originally thought that reincarnation was a series of countless illusions, but in fact, he was wrong.
This reincarnation is his reincarnation in the spiritual world, it happened, or it did not happen. In short, at this moment, countless pictures and images flooded into his mind.
"Ten steps, do they represent ten reincarnations?" This was his last murmur, and then he opened his eyes, and the scenery around him had changed.
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He stood in the endless starry sky, looking at the darkness that began to collapse in all directions, the scene of rivers of blood and millions of corpses, and roared to the sky.
"I'm not a demon, I'm not! I'm a human! I have feelings too!" Feng Qingyang half-knelt on the ground. Beside him was a broken silver bow, and under the bow lay a beautiful red figure.
"Xiao Zhu, do you believe me? I am not a demon, I am a human. Why do they force me? Why?" With a streak of blood and tears on his face, Feng Qingyang hugged the beauty on the ground in his arms.
Feeling the warmth that represented life and the slowly flowing blood, his whole heart was trembling and almost broke completely.
"What should I do without you? Without you, how can I find the belief that I am a human being?" He said foolishly, looking at Zhu Xuezhu who had closed her eyes, and finally let out an angry roar.
He stood up and held Zhu Xuezhu in his arms. His thick black hair fluttered freely in the starry sky. Under him was a huge monster.
Its snow-white fur was covered with scars, and its bright big eyes were dull and looked like they would go out at any moment.
"Old bastard, why are you forcing me!" He suddenly calmed down and looked at the eight figures that appeared in the void in front of him.
They were hiding in the chaos, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but from the aura they exuded, each of them was a super powerful being, the kind of person who could make the entire starry sky tremble with just a casual stomp of their feet.
"The Way of Heaven is ruthless. When the catastrophe comes, even the Way of Heaven will be destroyed. If you can sacrifice yourself and achieve the Way of Heaven, why would such a scene happen?"
One of the eight people hiding in the chaos spoke, and while speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the picture of the entire spiritual world appeared.
It was in ruins, with countless cultivation stars broken into pieces or even exploded, and countless cultivators floating in the endless starry sky. There were more than a million corpses, probably countless.
"I just want to survive. Is that not even possible?" He said quietly, raised his hand, and immediately summoned the large bow on the ground.
Then he shot an arrow forward, a light appeared, and the huge monster under him suddenly turned into a white arrow of light and flew out.
"I just want to survive!" Feng Qingyang said again in a deep voice. Wherever the light arrow passed, the starry sky collapsed, and the earth was full of devastation. At the same time, countless curses were heard, as if they had passed through the sky and all appeared in Feng Qingyang's ears.
"ah!"
He roared, trying to see the faces of the eight people clearly, but even after shooting the last arrow with all his strength, he still couldn't uncover their faces.
A faint sigh was heard in the starry sky, and then the flying arrow of light suddenly returned to Feng Qingyang with a strange trajectory, but at this moment, it instantly turned into a woman.
"Shake it off!" Feng Qingyang shed tears and blood. Looking at the woman in his arms and beside him, his heart was bleeding.
"Am I wrong?" He roared loudly, and the sound was so deafening that it directly swept the entire starry sky. Countless stars of cultivation began to collide, and the end of the world seemed to be about to come.
"You are not wrong. The mistake is why you appear in this world." The eight figures said one after another, and then dispersed at the same time, standing in eight directions in the shape of the Bagua.
In an instant, eight beams of light appeared, trapping him inside and connecting to the endless darkness in the sky. A terrifying aura instantly filled the entire sky.
"No! I can't die! I can't!" Feng Qingyang's eyes bulged out and he looked at the gradually expanding column of light with anger. He suddenly transformed himself into a giant beast with no end in sight and appeared in the starry sky.
"You evil beast, you still have to die!"
Boom!
There was a loud bang beside his ears, and Feng Qingyang opened his eyes instantly. At that moment, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked around and found that he had returned to reality.
He was still standing on the stairs, and it was only the first step, but at this moment, a surge of force suddenly came and madly hit his body, as if trying to push him down the stairs.
"Puff!" He spat out blood again. He was hit hard in the chest and almost rolled down. His body swayed on the steps like a leaf in the wind.
This scene made the Holy Prince and others gasp in amazement. They secretly worried for him and almost shouted "Hold on!".
"Is that... is that the end of the world?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, but he didn't know that eight figures really appeared in the endless starry sky.
They all stood in the void. Although they did not gather together, they seemed to have traveled through countless worlds and looked at Feng Qingyang together.
"The catastrophe is coming, when will you wake up completely?" They murmured to themselves. Obviously, they had also seen the previous scene.
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On the other hand, in the viewing screen, these three thousand people stepped onto the first step at the first moment, and there was another person who was about to step onto the second step and had already put one foot on it.
Feng Qingyang was still standing on the first step, but even though there were people walking in front of him, not many people paid attention to him.
At this moment, all the senior strong men in the realm of Tao locked their sights on Feng Qingyang, the unbelievable zombie in their eyes.
"I can't retreat, I can't retreat. If I retreat, I will lose." Feng Qingyang stood on the ground, trembling all over, bleeding. This was only the first step, but it caused such a huge damage. What about the rest? He couldn't imagine it, and didn't dare to think about it.
But the important thing is that I must not fall down on this first floor. If I fall down like this, what is the mission of the zombie clan
Thinking of this, he straightened his back, bearing the invisible force, allowing it to destroy himself. At this moment, he seemed to be back in the Flower-Fruit Mountain, under the thousand-foot waterfall.
At the same time, half of the other cultivators scattered across the three thousand cultivation stars retreated in an instant. It seemed that Feng Qingyang was not the only one who encountered this powerful suppression.
In the light curtain where the spirit world gathered, the three thousand geniuses were like rice, falling down in a row at the first wave of impact.
“I will hold on!”