The appearance of this voice immediately alarmed Feng Qingyang who was suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain.
"Anyone?"
He muttered, but couldn't help trembling. How could there be someone in this damn place? If there really was someone, who could it be
As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly remembered the thing sealed under the palace complex, and he broke out in a cold sweat. If it was true, then how could he have a chance of survival
After thinking about it, he struggled even harder, but unfortunately, it seemed that the more he struggled, the bigger and more solid the Five Finger Mountain on his body became.
The feeling of weight that becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent made his eyelids twitch, and his rapidly twisting body suddenly stopped, because he knew that if he continued, he would be killed by himself before anything came out to eat him.
“Hahaha… kid, stop struggling. That’s the Five Finger Mountain. If you keep struggling, you’ll crush yourself to death first!”
A loud scream was heard in the void. It was hard to tell what it was from the sound, but from the breath that leaked out, one could guess that it was a demon.
Only a trace of it leaked out, but it was enough to make Feng Qingyang despair. The strong demonic aura was mixed with tremendous majesty, which was truly terrifying.
If we have to name someone whose aura can be compared to his, then so far, there is only one person, and that is - the Holy Lord!
"Could it be that the sealed one is really a Saint? A Saint from the Middle Ages?"
Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, and after a brief panic, he calmed down. Since it was in a sealed place, that thing would definitely not be able to come out. Thinking of this, he felt relieved for a moment.
"Little thing, if you want to go out, if you beg me for help, maybe I will let you out, huh? Do you want to? Hahaha..."
Perhaps he felt that Feng Qingyang had stopped moving, so he spoke again. This time, his voice was filled with a deep temptation. The temptation was so great that just a simple sentence shook Feng Qingyang's heart, and he almost agreed.
"Why should I believe you? You said you could open it, but why don't you come out yourself? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
Now that they were all suppressed, Feng Qingyang put away his awe. After all, they were all in the same boat, so he couldn't help but make fun of them.
"What did you say? You actually said that I can't open the broken mountain on your body? Do you know who I am?"
The voice came again, but this time there was a hint of anger, as if it sensed Feng Qingyang's contempt, and he looked particularly unhappy.
"I was once a powerful figure in the world, but who would have thought that I would be accidentally sealed here by an old bald donkey? If not, why would I be wasting time with you here?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly moved. From the sound of his voice, it seemed that there was something wrong with this person. If he was really a super powerful, why would he complain like this? Rather than saying that he was a super powerful, it would be more appropriate to say that he was an old naughty boy.
"I bet you can't let me out!"
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and said jokingly. For the guess in his mind, he finally mustered up the courage to speak it out.
"What? Bet? What are you betting on? Do you have any spirit stones? If you give me a spirit stone, I will let you out!"
"One piece?" Feng Qingyang's tone paused, and he almost choked to death on his own saliva. He shook his head, wanting to know whether this was true or not.
"One is not enough. I need at least two top-grade spirit stones. If you can release me, I will give you ten!"
"Are you serious?"
The demonic energy in the void was extremely powerful, but at this moment it began to tremble, a real trembling, not concealing its inner excitement at all.
"This old thing... can't he really be an old naughty boy?" Feng Qingyang muttered. If it was true, then... Immediately, a trace of joy appeared in his heart.
Being suppressed here, he really had no way out. If he could get out of here with the help of others, that would be what he wanted.
"Let's fight, little thing. This is what you said. Two top-grade spirit stones. If you can't produce them by then, I will eat you!"
The voice trembled, and along with a majestic demonic aura that resounded through heaven and earth, a colorful light was born out of thin air, like a sharp brush, brushing fiercely towards the mountain where Feng Qingyang was.
"Little thing, give me the two top-grade spirit stones that you promised me. I... I will fight for it!"
The voice from the void came again, accompanied by the colorful rays of light, and seemed to turn into a big hand. The surging demonic power swept across the world, and the breath that revealed made Feng Qingyang almost tremble.
This aura is indeed that of a Hedao realm, definitely a demon saint!
Boom!
When the colorful rays of light approached the Five Finger Mountain on Feng Qingyang's body, the earth shook and the Buddhist text on the Five Finger Mountain suddenly fell off and turned into a golden palm that slapped down from the sky.
At this moment, two extreme auras appeared between heaven and earth. They were so powerful and majestic that it was impossible to describe them. I felt that if I were caught in them, I would be annihilated in an instant.
"Old bald donkey, you lured me here and suppressed me once. Do you want to continue to suppress me?" Seeing the golden hand flying across the sky, the disappeared voice came again. This time, in addition to anger, there was also a trace of hatred!
“I brush… I brush… I brush, brush, brush!”
The trembling voice continued to roar, showing no sign of weakness. Colorful rays of light filled the sky, seemingly majestic, but Feng Qingyang felt a sense of old age.
"No matter who you are, since you let me out, I will naturally repay you. I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring!" Looking at the two sides fighting in the sky, he made a silent decision in his heart.
This demon saint may come from somewhere unknown, and although he is a little stupid, he has a good character, Feng Qingyang thought.
When the golden Buddhist text broke away from the mountain and started fighting with the colorful rays of light, Feng Qingyang began to struggle rapidly. As long as there was no suppression from the golden Buddhist text, breaking free from the Five Finger Mountain would be a piece of cake.
Feng Qingyang supported himself on the ground with both hands. The powerful force directly erased the clothes on his arms, revealing a pair of bronze arms. The tendons on his arms were crisscrossed like a dragon, which looked extremely shocking. The unparalleled physical strength would impress anyone who saw it.
"rise!"
He shouted loudly, and there was a continuous rumbling sound. Countless cracks appeared again on the originally solid Five Finger Mountain, like a spider web. When the first crack appeared, it instantly covered the entire mountain!
"open!"
He slowly stood up, the surging power swept through his body, and at the moment his hands were supporting the ground, he suddenly flipped over, held the Five Finger Mountain in his hands, and slowly stood up.
The huge Five Finger Mountain began to shake at this moment. After being propped up by Feng Qingyang, it suddenly smashed towards the golden Buddhist text in the void, and it was instantly reduced to ashes.