The four of them formed a Three Talents formation and surrounded Feng Qingyang in the center.
The two generals Heng and Ha transformed into giants of dozens of feet tall, and the image of the god of law stood between heaven and earth like a small mountain, while Wen Zhong, riding on the black unicorn, glared angrily.
"Watch me defeat the ancient powers one by one!"
He smiled triumphantly and looked up at Gai Jiuyou who was being tortured by the flames. He was originally pale, but after Feng Qingyang defeated Yang Jian and the others, he looked much better.
"You're a pervert!"
He looked at Feng Qingyang, raised a middle finger from a distance, a hint of gratitude flashed across his pale face, and then he closed his eyes.
There seems to be nothing on top of this cannon, but in fact, there is a raging fire burning all around. However, this kind of fire is invisible to ordinary eyes.
Although Gai Jiuyou looked calm and composed, he was actually on the verge of collapse. This invisible flame could not burn the body, but could cause extremely devastating damage to the soul and mind.
“… If you don’t defeat them quickly, then come and collect their bodies with me!” After a long while, the weak Gai Jiuyou slowly exhaled, rolled his eyes, and fainted in an instant.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang smiled knowingly. Whether it was for the fortune of the Shang Dynasty or to save Gai Jiuyou, these two things were imperative!
roar!
With a step of his foot, powerful magic power circulated throughout his body, and the originally disappeared image of the magic god Hou suddenly reappeared in the world, and his inky scales reflected a captivating luster in the sunlight.
Ice cold! Merciless! Heart-breaking!
At this moment, he had already recovered his peak strength. All his potential exploded, making him feel like he had endless energy. Although he felt a little regretful, things had come to this point. As long as he didn't die here, the lost potential could be replenished.
"Look up to the sky and howl, with great passion and passion!"
"Magic power—trampling the void!"
He picked the stars and the moon, held the moon in his left hand, and evolved the sun in his right hand. Above his head, there appeared an ancient bronze coffin.
The ancient coffin rose and fell, and thousands of green light curtains hung down to cover him. The coffin lid was tightly closed, and no gap could be seen. This ancient bronze coffin was exactly the world-suppressing bronze coffin that he had evolved with his magical power of nothingness.
The coffin lid cannot be opened. If it is opened, he will not know what will evolve inside. This magical power becomes a little confusing after combining it with the three major artistic conceptions he has comprehended.
Holding the power of yin and yang in his hands, he moved his mind and the huge Dharma body vision suddenly rushed forward and engaged in a stalemate with Shen Gongbao, Wen Zhong and others.
Boom!
Boom!
The heaven and earth were in turmoil, and blood was flowing everywhere. His body, which had originally recovered, was injured again under the siege of several people, and one could even vaguely see his bones.
As tough as he was, he still felt pain even when being attacked by several people.
He was in a mess, but those guys were not having an easy time either. His invincible physical strength could pick up the stars and the moon, and even move mountains and seas. He simply punched the two generals Heng and Ha.
Ninety-nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand pounds of strength exploded, condensed into one stream, broke through the surface, and with a thud, the two generals Heng and Ha were knocked through.
A big hand passed through and grasped their hearts with one hand, and with an effort, it crushed them to pieces. The two generals Heng and Ha lost their fighting ability and returned to the camp without even a sound.
In this way, Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao were the only ones left in the square.
One is the Grand Master of the Great Shang Dynasty. He holds the ancestral magic weapon in his hand and suppresses the fortune of the entire Great Shang Dynasty. He conquers the ancient world for the Dynasty and is extremely famous and powerful.
And Shen Gongbao was a famous national teacher of his generation. He single-handedly commanded the once ancient super sect Jiejiao and incorporated it into the Shang Dynasty. He helped King Zhou unify the ancient times and put an end to the era of chaos and war!
Any one of these two people is a super powerful person, but Feng Qingyang met them at the same time. Should he be said to be lucky or unlucky!
"Shen Gongbao, Master Wen, if we defeat you, will we be able to seize the last fortune of the Great Shang Dynasty in one fell swoop?"
He muttered to himself, with madness flashing in his eyes.
If you don't go crazy, you can't become a demon! If you ask who is invincible in the world, it's only the demon!
The devil is cold and ruthless. He destroys all obstacles in front of him at the cost of his own life, because he is a devil and a top zombie in the devil world!
The sound was overwhelming, the momentum was majestic, and the mighty power made the void tremble. At this moment, his powerful and domineering intention appeared. Although it was not the Tao, it was already infinitely close to the edge of the Tao.
The way of hegemony, an invincible way ranked in the top ten among the three thousand great ways. Only a hegemonic person can travel across the heavens and sweep the world as a king!
It is rumored that among the four ancient gods, Hou Zun is the one who controls a region and is extremely powerful. Although he is brutal by nature, it is undeniable that his fighting ability is definitely the strongest among the four ancient gods.
“Boom!”
He rushed forward, and instantly grabbed the black Qilin under Wen Zhong with his big hand. He twisted it fiercely, and the internal energy was transmitted through his flesh into the body of the black Qilin, and immediately turned into the power of Gangyin, like a cutting machine, tearing the black Qilin apart bloodthirstily.
Roar! Roar!
The black unicorn was seen swaying left and right, and its huge body was leaning here and there, as if it was about to collapse. However, this was not the point. The point was that after Feng Qingyang touched it, it unexpectedly mobilized a bit of its soul-devouring power.
The Soul Devourer originally restrains the soul. It is said that an unintentional act can lead to a great success. When the Soul Devourer's power entered the body of the Black Qilin, it instantly disintegrated its huge body.
Boom!
Just like a mountain collapsing, Wen Zhong fell to the ground with a whoosh. Feng Qingyang immediately stepped forward and bowed to him. After the bow, Wen Zhong retreated.
It’s not that he has lost his fighting ability, but that he has fallen off his horse. In ancient times, there was a saying that if one’s mount was knocked off, it meant that he admitted defeat!
Although he has become a ghost, the ancient rules still bind Wen Zhong, and Feng Qingyang admires this very much!
Seeing Shen Gongbao again, he was holding the divine whip, glaring with anger, urging his mount to rush towards Feng Qingyang at an extremely fast speed. Thunder rolled under the divine whip.
Like a generation of Thunder God, thunder rolled and crackled, drowning Feng Qingyang. With such pressure, even a powerful person who had entered the realm of Tao would be defeated in an instant and turned into ashes.
But Feng Qingyang, with his cultivation level not having broken through to the flying zombie level, managed to withstand the sea of thunder. His heart was beating fast and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But he did not retreat, and the Corpse King's bloodline was activated. The devouring power was like a whirlpool, engulfing the endless sea of thunder. Then, with the refining of the Taiyin Sutra and the Green Lotus of Creation, it turned into strands of pure power and fed back to his body.
In this way, the consumed cultivation was replenished again. The undefeated Xiaoqiang became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and Gai Jiuyou, who was originally unconscious, woke up again.
Feng Qingyang, who looked like a monster, swallowed hard and looked at him straight in the eyes.
"Pervert, pervert!"