After saying this, Elder Kun's eyes changed, and without waiting for others to come to their senses, he waved his sleeves and instantly took Feng Qingyang into his sleeves.
"Elder Kun, what do you mean?"
Hong Yun said in a charming voice, with a cold look in her eyes. Feng Qingyang disappeared, and Hong Yun seemed to have lost her soul. She looked at Elder Kun with resentment in her eyes, as if he had taken away her beloved thing.
"Elder Kun!"
The other people also said this in a cold voice, and as they said this, they all dispersed, forming a five-element force that surrounded him in the center. They stretched out their arms one by one, and the magic power on their bodies fluctuated. In an instant, the cave was filled with a strong murderous intent.
"Humph, I captured this guy, and you didn't even put in an effort. Do you think you can just get a piece of the pie?"
Elder Kun said in a stern voice, and at the same time, he took out his real magic weapon, the Linglong Treasure Mirror, in his hand. His tone was cold and full of toughness.
People die for money and birds die for food. When their own interests are involved, no one will compromise, even if they know there is danger. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, and one must fight to the death regardless of success or failure.
They were killing each other, but Feng Qingyang at this time was quickly recovering in the universe in his sleeves. The mixed-haired bird stood beside him, emitting a faint five-colored divine light. The divine light swept across the world and isolated the breath in the universe in his sleeves.
In other words, although Elder Kun knew that Feng Qingyang was among them, he did not know what he was doing.
"Boy, we agreed to give me a thousand spirit stones when you go out, otherwise I won't protect you."
The mixed-feathered bird was circling around Feng Qingyang who was sitting cross-legged in the air. Every time it circled, the five-colored divine light on its body became more intense.
"You kid, you don't know how precious my Five Color Divine Light is. If I didn't like you, only a fool would care about your life or death."
"Thanks, Baldy!"
Feng Qingyang closed his eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in a deep voice. His eyes were solemn, with a flash of gratitude in them. He had originally blamed the mixed-haired bird, but now he didn't.
The reason why the mixed-haired bird has not appeared is because it took the fatal blow from Elder Kun for him when they were in the Tianwai Mine Area. Otherwise, the boundary bead would have collapsed long ago, instead of just having a few cracks.
"What are you thanking me for? Why don't we exist? Why do you need to write a thank you? We are just using each other. I like your spirit stone and you need me to protect you." The spinning body of the mixed-haired bird suddenly stiffened, but only for a moment, and then returned to calm.
Feng Qingyang remained calm, but he was actually touched in his heart. This mixed-feathered bird seemed unreliable, but it always helped at critical moments, and was extremely selfless.
Without saying anything, he clenched his hands together, and his storage ring flashed. A pair of spirit stones suddenly appeared in the void. Among the bright golden spirit stones were countless top-grade spirit stones.
After arriving in the spiritual world, it seems that one no longer has to worry about spiritual stones. Killing and robbing, wealth comes so easily!
boom!
His eyes widened, a golden light flashed, and the Taiyin Sutra began to operate rapidly. The huge devouring and refining power covered all directions, melting all the spirit stone crystals into liquid.
In an instant, an ocean formed by liquid appeared. Not only that, a tornado appeared continuously, wrapping him in the center and pouring towards him violently.
Boom!
His ears were filled with the sound of a spiritual storm. His entire body was shaking as if he was being bitten by countless small insects. The piercing pain almost made his soul collapse.
"I want to recover from my injuries!"
He muttered to himself, raised his hand and slapped his lower abdomen hard. At that moment, the remaining essence of faith hidden in his body burst out like a torrent, circulating throughout his body.
"I, Feng Qingyang, have been a tyrant all my life, but I have never been so embarrassed and humiliated!"
He closed his eyes and thought back to the time in the cave when he had no power to resist and was at the mercy of others. Especially the moment when he was stripped naked, it deeply stimulated his soul.
"How can I surrender? How can I be content? How can I become someone else's prey? If I give in so easily, how can I save my zombie clan? How can I fulfill the destiny of the Shang Dynasty entrusted to me by King Zhou Yu Su Daji?"
At the moment when the essence of faith and the spiritual storm swept through his body, there was no wind in his sleeves, but his long hair began to dance, as if a demon was awakening at this moment.
A sleeping heart doesn’t mean it doesn’t know, but when it reaches the bottom line, it starts to go crazy!
Submitting to the powerful may be just a rule among cultivators. No matter how old they are, anyone with strong cultivation can be respected as an ancestor and become the best among people.
But what about joining Indomitable? Why should I follow that rule
What does it mean to be a strong person? Is it just to have an invincible cultivation? Maybe in many people's minds, it is true, but in Feng Qingyang's mind, it is different.
The so-called strong person must have a strong heart. He will not be startled when the sky falls. Even if he cannot bear it, he dares to stretch out his hand and try to hold it up. This is a strong person.
"Although I am an ant, I also have a moment of transformation, and that moment cannot be taken away by anyone, even if it means being crushed to pieces!"
As he murmured, he said something shocking. The scars on his body began to heal at an extremely fast speed. The wounds began to wriggle, first to the skin and flesh, then to the internal tendons and bones, and finally to the blood!
The energy of the essence of faith is extremely huge and cannot be consumed in a short time. Just like now, although he uses it again to recover from his injuries, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the almost inexhaustible essence of faith.
Looking at Feng Qingyang's madness, the mixed-feathered bird beside him regained its shrewdness again. The gleam in its small eyes was like a thorn, and nothing could stop it from radiating out.
After a moment of silence, he sighed: "You are exactly the same as he was before, but he failed in the end. I hope you will also have a chance to impact that final scene!"
The hope in his eyes gradually grew stronger. Even if it was just a little bit, just a little bit of hope, he would not hesitate. No one would think this was a joke, because this was the heart of a strong man!
Boom!
As if he understood something, Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and sucked, and all the spiritual energy storm in the sky was swallowed into his mouth.
"I, Feng Qingyang, have been a tyrant all my life, and have defeated countless people. How can I admit defeat so easily? If I admit defeat, there will definitely be a gap in my heart, and the heart of a strong man will disappear. Then, what use will I be?"
"My way is to be domineering!"
He pointed at his chest, and the luster on his body became more intense. After the endless ocean of spiritual energy was sealed in his body, it was quickly refined by the Taiyin Sutra.
It didn't take long for him to fully recover. This time, he broke out of the cocoon and was reborn again, even though he was on the verge of life and death, even though he almost died, even though he was seriously injured!