The two of them whispered, and then their eyes focused, and an imperceptible wave spread out.
This glance immediately startled Xuan Chen who was at the back of the crowd. He raised his eyes and looked towards the place where the vibration came from, but saw Jiu Qiu and Hu Zi on the edge of the big drum, looking at him with a smile.
For a moment, he was sweating profusely and withdrew his gaze. Despite this, he still did not give up in his heart. It was just because the timing was wrong before. Feng Qingyang only walked to the first stone pillar of the Sanjiu Heavenly Tribulation.
If he could reach the final nine-nine heavenly tribulations and he cast a spell in secret, it would be worth it even if it meant sacrificing himself. Thinking of this, Xuanchen pulled Chunyang and retreated.
"Anyone who disrupts the rules here shall be killed! But since you are the natural guardian of this sinful city, I will forgive you this time."
Jiuqiu's casual voice came to his ears, but the murderous intent condensed in it deeply stimulated his heart. Xuanchen's face changed, a little bitter, but he still did not waver in his determination.
The feud between life and death will never end until one dies!
Jiuqiu and the other two naturally knew all of this, and they sighed at the same time. They had already put him on the list of people to be killed, and would show no mercy if he dared to act rashly again.
Thinking of this, several people once again looked at Feng Qingyang on the chain.
After reaching the first section of stone pillars, Feng Qingyang did not continue forward, but stood where he was and made slight adjustments. The section in front of him went straight into the sea of clouds, making it difficult for him to see how far away the third section of stone pillars would appear.
After a cup of tea, just when everyone thought he had run out of ideas and dared not move forward, he moved again, following the rules of leaving the first section of stone pillars.
The rain got heavier, and the wind seemed to have a soul, howling like ghosts and wolves, as if trying to stop him from moving forward. The bamboo hat on his head kept trembling slightly, and underneath the hat, it had turned into his original face at some point.
The rain broke through his defense, or perhaps he didn't want to hold up the protective shield in the first place. The rain poured down, sticking tightly to his clothes. After his first foot collapsed, the chill in his body became more and more severe.
I originally thought that it was Xuanchen in the distance who was causing trouble, but now it seems that there is more to it than that. Perhaps this is the rule here.
He took a step forward in the rain, and when he stood on the second section of the chain, he suddenly turned around, looked at the stone sculpture of the sealed beast that had released its pressure before, and then looked at the rolling clouds below.
Despite the heavy rain and howling wind, the white weapons below could not be washed away. A hint of viciousness and ferocity flashed in his eyes.
"At the end of the world, wherever I go, no one will come back, and those who are sleeping below will also be liberated."
As soon as these words were spoken, the heaven and earth roared, and the thunder in the dark clouds in the sky rolled from time to time, surrounding Feng Qingyang. One could tell at a glance how powerful the pressure contained in it was.
He immediately turned around, and powerful magic power surged throughout his body, driving the coldness in his body to a corner. He originally wanted to expel it all directly.
But at the critical moment he dismissed the idea. The chill came from the iron chain below. If there was still chill in the body, it could balance it a little.
Feng Qingyang fixed his eyes on the stone pillar, looking at the back of the stone sculpture of the sealed beast. Somehow, he seemed to hear a roar coming from it and could not help but snort coldly.
He raised his hand and pointed forward. This finger activated the great way he was pursuing. The rules within it shone and directly created a vacuum zone in the void around him.
At the same time, the roaring thunder that had been faintly heard in the sky and earth suddenly erupted at the touch of his finger, like a mountain torrent that submerged him.
"Transform into a demon!"
Feng Qingyang didn't care, his face was crazy, his robes rustled, and in this sea of thunder, an astonishing finger appeared. The pressure of this finger might not be able to withstand the pressure of a stronger Daohua realm.
But if we talk about the great principles and will behind it, I'm afraid no one can match it.
He pointed his finger at the statue of the sealed beast, and the void was shaking. The iron chain under his feet was shaking violently, and the white mist below was rolling endlessly.
"burst!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally shaking stone sculpture of the beast suddenly exploded, and dozens of pieces flew out. After breaking away from the iron chains, they sank into the white mist below and were melted in an instant.
Boom!
And just as the first stone pillar exploded, the power of thunder and lightning was so strong that it blew off his hat and split his skin, causing his flesh to be torn and blood to flow.
This lightning was not ordinary lightning, but contained the rules of this place, and it could be said to be the highest will of the City of Sin. Feng Qingyang at this moment was obviously disobeying it.
A disobedient person is extremely unrighteous, but so what
He let out a loud roar, and his demonic power swept across the world. After smashing the stone sculpture of the sealed beast, it swept up again and pierced through the sea of thunder, leaving a hole the size of a millstone.
After the hole appeared, the raging sea of thunder disappeared without a trace in an instant. It was as if everything was an illusion. If the first section of the stone pillar had not disappeared, or if his bamboo hat had not disappeared, no one would dare to believe that all this was real.
Everyone's mouths were dry and they stared at Feng Qingyang blankly, not knowing what words to use to express themselves. Then they looked at Jiuqiu and Huzi, who were also looking at him in surprise.
But with just a simple thought, he understood Feng Qingyang's idea. The two of them lived in the Ninth Heaven Palace, so they naturally knew countless ancient secret codes.
These three chains not only lead to the city of sin, but more importantly, they are a barrier that seals the endless wronged souls below, but no one knows this.
Only a handful of people in the world know about it. Now that Feng Qingyang has destroyed one of the seals, the seal here is suddenly loosened, which can be seen from the swirling white mist below.
"Tiger."
"Don't ask me why he did that!"
Without waiting for Jiuqiu to speak, Hu Zi frowned, his rough eyebrows twisted into a knot, and looked at Feng Qingyang with a complicated expression.
"Everyone has his own destiny. Whether it is falling or being suppressed, there are causes and consequences. But now Junior Brother has destroyed the balance. His rebellious ways have reached a point where no one can subdue him. It can be said that he is challenging the majesty of our Sin City in disguise. What do you think, Master, should you accept him as a disciple, or just kill him with a palm strike?"
"have no idea."
Listening to Jiuqiu's chattering, Hu Zi was obviously a little impatient. This fourth senior brother was good in every way except that he was too long-winded. It reminded him of the first person he met when he first came to the Jiuchongtian Palace a thousand years ago.
He was elegant and handsome, and left a very good impression on him at first sight. But who knew that this was just the beginning of a nightmare.
"Tiger."
"Shut up!"
"Hahaha, Huzi, are you looking for a fight? If you don't answer my question, then what's the difference between you and the junior brother who stood on the iron chain and smashed the stone sculpture of the beast?"