The divine eye suppresses the heavens, sees through the autumn waters, and gazes into the horizon!
In ancient times, he once monitored the entire ancient times on behalf of the Shang Dynasty. His divine eyes could fly into the sky, and nothing could hide from his eyes.
Although he had fallen, he was still as majestic as before. With just his undead body, he was able to suppress Feng Qingyang and almost wiped him out.
boom!
At this moment, Feng Qingyang, who was originally lying on the ground struggling, had an increasingly strong green light on his body, and beyond the green light there was a strong yellow force of destiny.
Although he does not know how to use it, he will actively activate it. Just like at this moment, the appearance of luck instantly reduces half of the pressure from the Divine Eye.
The green light flickered, he looked heroic, his body was covered in blood, but the sharpness in his eyes was even stronger, the Heavenly Eye opened at this moment, and he was actually trying to compete with the Divine Eye in terms of power of suppression.
"I, Feng Qingyang, am the only disciple of the Hou Zun lineage. How can I lose to someone from the Nuwa lineage?" He muttered in his heart, with some fighting spirit, but it did contain a struggle.
He cannot lose, he cannot lose. Even though Zhu Xuezhu has been resurrected, he still has other missions, the origin of the zombie clan, and the Nine Phoenix, about which there has been no news!
"The Sky Eye is invincible, but my cultivation is weak! Even so, I, Feng Qingyang, cannot be defeated here!"
As soon as he said this, his strength actually became even stronger. The potential that he had originally used as a foundation to overcome the calamity, now burst out completely. Don't ask whether it's worth it or not. There is no worth, only winning or losing!
Losing has a price, but winning also has a price!
But the weather was still rotating, and the rapid swaying of Qinglian mixed with all the potential in his body. In just a short period of time, it returned to this state.
This recovery speed not only benefited from the speed of his zombie body itself, but more importantly, the potential in his body. Little did he know that at this moment, Ying Gou's blood essence rotating in his dantian dimmed again, and it was obviously overdrawn.
"Magic power—nothingness!"
His eyes were cold and his face was indifferent. He waved his hands, and at the moment when his magical power was displayed, the Judge's Pen suddenly appeared in his hand. The pen tip contained a variety of artistic conceptions, and under this unyielding will, it was swung out in an instant.
It was like a bright moon rising over the sea, with blue waves stretching for thousands of miles, and the inky light piercing through the sky. The pressure that erupted in that instant was so great that the sky collapsed and the earth split apart!
It was like a god of war standing between heaven and earth, with messy black hair that even floated over and covered his eyes, but with this stroke.
The divine eye suddenly made a cracking sound, like a mirror. The moment the crack appeared, it instantly disintegrated and turned into a point of light that disappeared into the sky and earth!
The divine eye disappeared, and he looked at Feng Qingyang deeply. Unlike the previous people, there was a strange look in Erlang Shen's eyes at this time.
After that, he automatically flew back to the Yin soldiers' camp. When he retreated for a moment, one of the nine war drums was broken again, and a yellow halo filled the sky.
The halo this time was comparable to the previous two. Perhaps it was because he was too powerful. Even in ancient times, the luck of the Shang Dynasty was still so strong.
It was like the sun descending to the earth. The yellow halo turned into a auspicious cloud and slowly floated in front of Feng Qingyang. The amazing thing was that it automatically turned into a feather robe and was draped over his body.
However, Wen Zhong, Bigan, Li Jing and others on all sides watched quietly without taking any action at this moment. Perhaps, they also had their own principles in their hearts. Even if they turned into undead and had no consciousness, they still had dignity.
The battle between the strong is to stand tall and firm!
After a long time, Feng Qingyang stood up, looked at the people around him, and bowed gently!
This bow was to express gratitude for the good luck gained from them. After the bow, the heaven and earth roared, and the battle in the void seemed vaguely unbearable.
The other people actually bowed as well. Feng Qingyang was shocked by this scene, but it seemed that he had expected it. He laughed, flew back and came to the edge of the square.
After the bow, a murderous force spread throughout the sky. At the same time, the same thing happened to the other people. Their expressions became indifferent, even empty, without a trace of spirit.
At this point, the momentum of Shen Gongbao and others reached its peak. Li Jing raised his hand and the Linglong Tower in his hand suddenly grew larger with a whoosh.
In the Tianyuan area, the Linglong Tower at this time is an invisible statue of heaven and earth. The thousand-foot-high building is suspended in the air, and powerful suppressing and sucking forces appear.
"Would you like to compete with me in suppressing the power of devouring?"
Feng Qingyang frowned, he stood under the Linglong Tower, raised his body, turned into a giant more than ten feet tall, and held up the Linglong Tower with both hands to prevent it from falling.
Terrifying muscles bulged on the strong arms, and the feeling of power made Gai Jiuyou, who was being tortured, feel his blood boiling.
If he could move at this moment, he would have wished he was Feng Qingyang so that he could fight against the spirits of these ancient super powers.
You know, fighting with them, although dangerous, is also a test after all. Who in the world has such a great opportunity to fight against the strong men of different eras
"Drink! Get up!"
Feng Qingyang half-knelt, his whole body creaking due to the vibration of the Linglong Tower, his meridians surging, his surging physical strength unparalleled in the world, the most powerful body in time, not even the Linglong Tower of the ancient Shang Dynasty could suppress it!
Boom!
His originally bent body suddenly tensed up and turned on the spot, blowing the Linglong Tower, which was as big as a hill, away. At the same time, he clapped his hands, and there was a bang, and the Linglong Tower shrank back into Li Jing's hands!
"Thank you!"
Feng Qingyang bowed, but saw that Li Jing, like Yang Jian, returned to the Yin army camp after his magic weapon was broken. At the same time, the war drum was broken again.
The rich yellow aura poured into Feng Qingyang's whole body with a whoosh.
At this moment, Wen Zhong, Bigan, and Hengha were the only two generals left in the square! As long as they defeated these four, they would be able to break the eight war drums.
"Who will be the last war drum?"
Feng Qingyang flashed and looked at the four people in the square. He was reluctant to fight. These people had great luck in the Shang Dynasty, especially Wen Zhong and Bigan. As long as they defeated these two, the two generals Heng and Ha would not be a problem.
Suddenly, an idea suddenly came to his mind. Maybe the victory would be unfair, but this was the only way he could do it now.
His potential has been exhausted and he can't continue fighting!
He took a step forward and stared at Bigan with deep eyes. A hint of pity flashed in his eyes, but then turned into determination.
"Vegetables can live without heart, and people cannot live without heart!"
"You can't live!"
coax!
This simple sentence instantly defeated Bigan. His body shook, a crack appeared, and a trace of pain appeared in his empty pupils, but he quickly regained his composure.
Feng Qingyang stepped forward and bowed, and he immediately returned to the Yin soldiers' camp!
"So, are you the only ones left?"