Only war! Non-stop war!
Fight all the way to the end! Who will be the best on the road to becoming a strong man? Only when you fight to the end can you be invincible!
"He is so angry that his hair is standing on end, leaning against the railing!"
"The rain is stopping!"
Feng Qingyang stood up. At this moment, he suddenly had an epiphany. In his world, there was a patriotic general who left behind a famous saying that will be passed down through the ages. Only now did he deeply understand it.
What kind of passion, what kind of arrogance, what kind of tyranny!
But seeing the void shaking, the ghost soldiers on the edge of the square stomped their feet in unison and struck their own armor with one hand, making a clanging sound. This sound superimposed on the sound of war drums seemed even more heroic.
Boom… Boom!
The earth shook, the void twisted, and six young geniuses appeared in an instant. Even though they were just the remnants of the dead, Feng Qingyang still did not underestimate them, as they were once the most proud people in the ancient Shang Dynasty!
Yang Jian! The two generals Heng and Ha! Shen Gongbao! Wen Zhong! Bigan!
"Erlang Shen, the two generals Heng and Ha..."
Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank. Each of these was once a genius or a founding hero. In ancient times, if they were to hide or stomp their feet, the whole earth would tremble.
But now, six of them appeared at once. I originally thought that they would fight one by one, but Wanwan never expected that they would appear like this. Although it was unexpected, I was not afraid at all.
"If I can't even defeat you, the undead, how can I save the zombie clan? How can I change the world?"
His long hair was flying, the magic power on his body moved the heaven and earth, and black mist was released. After a short rest, he now showed signs of recovering to his peak.
The strange image of Hou Zun's Dharma body appeared again. This time, he was completely integrated into it. But if you look closely, you will find that he is standing between Hou Zun's eyebrows. There is Hou Zun's soul!
He transformed into Qilin Zun, originally intending to break through the realm of flying zombies and reach Mahayana, but now, just the Dharmakaya vision of him has reached such a scale. As long as he breaks through, he will definitely be absolutely powerful.
“Looking up, I roared to the sky… My heart was filled with passion and excitement!”
Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, but saw that the eight ancient masters in front of him all dispersed and released their own great ways. Their dharma bodies filled the entire square, which would have seemed crowded.
But the wonder of this place is that as you get bigger, the square also gets bigger, as if there is no end, and even the sky cannot fill it up.
"snort!"
"ha!"
The two generals Heng and Ha transformed themselves into bodies that were more than ten meters tall. They held wolf-tooth clubs in their hands and wore cold armor. Their faces could not be seen clearly, and they looked like dead people. However, the evil spirit they released was unprecedented.
These two simple words represent everything, the sound of the Three Thousand Great Daos, like a dragon's roar, with overwhelming sound waves, instantly impacting Feng Qingyang's Dharma body image.
If you don't go there in person, you can't feel it at all, but Feng Qingyang has experienced it. That kind of trembling all over the body, just blocking the first wave of impact can cause such powerful damage, what will happen after that
Feng Qingyang didn't dare to think about it, nor did he dare to think about it. With so many people, he would have no chance of winning unless he took the initiative and suppressed them with absolute strength.
Thinking of this, he waved his arm, and his Dharma body immediately moved to one side. At the moment of movement, the earth shook, and the force of trampling emanated. A halo appeared, accompanied by a powerful impact force that spread in all directions.
It seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth. At that moment, the world stood still. All he could hear was countless roars coming from all around him, like thunder strikes. Under the roar, he suddenly got a chance to catch his breath.
With his hands clasped together, he plucked the stars and grabbed the moon. The entire void was shaking. Huo Zun trampled on all directions and rose several feet higher again, looking like a mountain.
Boom!
In an instant, there was a riot of colour and brilliance, and several people collided with each other. In just the first round, the fight was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth broke.
Various magic spells and supernatural powers emerge one after another.
The void trembled in the fight. This battle was not just a contest between geniuses, but a collision between two eras. The strongest geniuses and founding generals of that era all joined the battle.
Feng Qingyang fought one against six, and with his lightning-fast attack, he was not at a disadvantage at all.
boom!
There was a flash of golden light, and Shen Gongbao soared into the sky, holding the Thunder God Whip and striking down from the sky. The sea of thunder surged and instantly covered the entire sky, with lightning and thunder flashing and crackling.
Although he is only an undead, he can use such powerful magical skills to reach the peak of the Tao realm!
Feng Qingyang's eyelids twitched, Huo Zun shouted, and a black light shot up into the sky. At the moment of making a hand gesture, he evolved his own path, and the green lotus of creation in his body suddenly swayed.
A blue light came out alone, sweeping away all the magical powers and spells in the world!
Boom!
Green light accompanied the magical power of Huo Zun, qi and blood swirled, heaven and earth were surging, Feng Qingyang took a step forward, and the powerful blood of the Corpse King directly crushed the thunder, and it collapsed instantly after just a brief contact!
The supreme style is fully displayed!
roar!
Shen Gongbao was defeated, and Wen Zhong urged the Black Qilin under him to slam into Feng Qingyang. The Black Qilin was also a powerful demon in ancient times, with the blood of the Great Sage. Although it was only an undead, Feng Qingyang was hit hard by this impact.
He even felt suffocated and his body was about to split apart. The Black Qilin was indeed not an ordinary creature. If it weren't for the powerful Dharma form of the Qilin Lord, he would have collapsed long ago.
However, just when he was at a disadvantage, Bigan and others immediately stepped forward. Yang Jian's third divine eye slowly opened, and a huge eyeball seemed to suddenly appear between heaven and earth.
Those eyes are so sharp that just a look can express an idea, letting you live or die, just like his judge's pen, deciding life and death!
The so-called longing is not just a myth, but a fact. When Yang Jian was alive, he used his third divine eye to defeat the heavens, and established his position as a powerful figure in the realm of Taoism in the Shang Dynasty!
Feng Qingyang had already suffered a severe blow, and on top of that he was bullied by a dog. Under the gaze of this divine eye, he felt as if he was already dead.
At this moment, the Dharma body, which had already suffered severe damage, could no longer be maintained and collapsed, turning into a young man in white clothes who fell from the air and smashed heavily on the ground!
"How could... How could we lose!"
Feng Qingyang murmured to himself and wanted to stand up, but he felt weak all over, his vision was blurry, and everything in front of him was dark. There were Dharma images as big as mountains, which were enough to suppress him!
However, just when he thought they would take advantage of the victory to pursue, he found that they suddenly stood still. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly understood, but when he understood, his heart was bitter.
"I am Feng Qingyang, how can I lose!"
He struggled to stand up, and at this moment, Yang Jian raised his hand and pointed at his forehead, and the divine eye in the void released divine light again, and shot towards Feng Qingyang with a whoosh!