After saying that, he suddenly stretched out towards the void.
The right hand transformed instantly, rising towards the sky, and in an instant became dozens of feet long, with the five fingers forming a claw, and the bones clearly visible. The aura it exuded was like that of an unyielding soul that wanted to pull the blood moon down from the sky.
The right arm of the Qiongzun! The usual innate magical power, after combining with the blood demon's palm print, transformed into a super giant hand with clearly visible lines. The vicissitudes of life it exuded were enough to annihilate the antiquity of Tianhuan.
If we compare seniority, who has the ability to respect the ancients?!
Feng Qingyang was extremely domineering, with murderous intent bursting from his eyes. His heart bleeds whenever he thought of the countless lives appearing below. How ruthless could one be to sacrifice them alive
Looking from afar, it was extremely terrifying and even more shocking to the soul. A huge hand rose from the ground, soared into the air, and instantly grasped the void moonlight.
As his palms clenched and contracted, a loud roar was heard, shaking the earth. The moment his palms touched the moonlight, the glaciers shattered, countless lives disappeared, and the sea of blood on all sides disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Only a crumbling blood moon regained clarity after struggling for a moment. For a moment, the scene suddenly became quiet and he could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.
If the blood moon had not been there, he would have almost suspected that everything he had seen before was just an illusion, but wherever his eyes went, the haziness above the blood moon was still there.
Somehow, the rage in his heart grew even stronger, and his hand, which was stretched out dozens of feet, exploded and spread in all directions, instantly destroying the place and leaving it in ruins.
Snap!
Damn, the sky and the earth shattered around him. Feng Qingyang blinked and was back to the first step in an instant. Looking back, he found that he had retreated to the edge of the first step without knowing when.
If he moved his feet back a little bit, he would probably fall. Looking up into the void, there was darkness behind the steps. The calm void did not make him feel extremely safe. On the contrary, Feng Qingyang felt a sharp and murderous aura from it. If he fell, he would be reduced to ashes in an instant.
"This person's talent is so strong and his will is so sharp that it can be called terrifying. His part-time job is unprecedented!"
In the outside world, Xuanchen stared at Feng Qingyang in a daze. He didn't know what kind of illusion he had experienced, but he knew the momentum he burst out in the illusion.
Especially the last one, which could easily shatter and distort the will and shocked his soul. If his cultivation level was reversed and he returned to the same level as Feng Qingyang, he even thought that he might not be able to defeat him in one move!
"Second brother, now you know why I stopped you from killing this man?" He turned around, his eyes shining with brilliance, looking at Chunyang, who had a gloomy face and flickering eyes, as if he could see through him at a glance.
"Not only is this person's own innate will and magical powers powerful, but his background is also extremely terrifying. Haven't you noticed that when he was fighting with you before, there was only a burning desire in his eyes, without the slightest fear? If he wasn't confident that he was absolutely powerful and could easily kill us, how could he be so arrogant?"
Xuan Chen was terrified. Just after he said this, two words suddenly appeared in his mind: Holy Lord! The only one who could control everything was the Holy Lord. All those below the Holy Lord were ants. They were the struggling ants!
"Brother, I know I was wrong!"
Chunyang sighed quietly. At this point, he finally put aside the resentment in his heart and all the conspiracies and tricks. Under the absolute power, everything was nothing!
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"Is this staircase telling me the path that Tianhuan took when he practiced the Tianhuan Ruthless Dao?"
In the forbidden area of the Wangyue clan, Feng Qingyang regrouped after passing through the first level of illusion. With a flash of his eyes, he looked at the second step in front of him and floated away with a whoosh.
The speed was not fast, even extremely slow, like goose feathers drifting in the wind, slowly falling. Just as he was approaching the second floor, he punched out.
In the void, at the junction of two steps, the earth shook suddenly and the void twisted rapidly. After Feng Qingyang retracted his fist, he grabbed the void with his five fingers.
But it seemed as if there was a barrier here, which broke into pieces bit by bit, and finally a big broken hole appeared. Although it could not be seen, it could be felt clearly.
The moment the hole appeared, Feng Qingyang flashed in. When he stepped onto the second step, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears.
It was like a broken-string guitar, or like the last unwilling hum.
Feng Qingyang didn't look around. As soon as he stepped on a star, his heavenly eyes opened. The sharp eyes that saw through the heavens and the worlds and the mundane world pierced the sky in an instant, and all the fog in front of him disappeared.
It is spacious. If the first step is three meters wide, then the second step is six meters wide. The width of six meters is like a small plain.
There was no grass growing, and apart from the inscription on the bluestone slab, nothing was left. Ge suddenly lowered his head, and although he knew that he should not read the inscription on the ground, he still took a look at it.
"This is!"
His pupils narrowed, and he leaped up with a whoosh. He slapped the ground with his big hand, and released an extremely powerful palm force, which shattered the dust on the ground and clearly revealed the inscriptions and patterns on it.
"The Way is ruthless, but people are sentimental. People are sentimental, but they themselves perish. They let the common people down in pursuit of the Way. What can they do, what can they do..."
The short words revealed an indescribable vicissitude and helplessness. Feng Qingyang was shocked. He descended from the void, walked to the side of the inscription, stretched out his hand and gently stroked it.
At that moment, it was like an electric shock. His soul was shaken and he stepped back. At that moment, a faint sigh suddenly appeared in his mind.
The sigh was mournful, it was a woman's voice, and when people heard it, they would only feel pity instead of hatred. The person who came from this voice must be Tianhuan himself.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was confused. What kind of person was this? If she was ruthless and practiced the most ruthless way in the world, how could she interpret this sigh and the inscription on the ground
"Being ruthless is inherently affectionate. It is precisely because of affection that one can be ruthless!"
Feng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at the inscription on the ground again. In an instant, he felt a flash before his eyes and in the blink of an eye he appeared in another world.
There was nothing here except a full moon. The white moon looked like a plate with a woman sitting cross-legged on it.
"When Tianhuan was practicing?"
Buzz!
A familiar buzzing sound came from my ears, like the sound of a broken guitar string, and I saw the woman above the moonlight, and the sword floating beside her suddenly slashed towards me.
"The first knife!"
With one blow of the sword, a man stepped down from the moon and stood in front of Feng Qingyang. Her stunning beauty, graceful figure, and pitiful eyes made Feng Qingyang tremble all over!
"A ruthless person, an absolutely ruthless person. Only someone who dares to kill himself can be called a ruthless person!"