"If you fall off the third section, you will die!"
"This place is full of dangers. It has been rare for anyone to set foot here for thousands of years. Now, an exception has finally appeared, but is this the end of this legend?"
“This section is known as the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. Although there is no thunder punishment, the danger in it can be directly compared to the thunder punishment. In addition, the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations are mainly external, while this third section goes deep into the soul and directly hits people’s hearts!”
Jiuqiu's face changed, and at the moment when Feng Qingyang stepped into the air, his eyes shot out cold light, like a sharp sword, directly blasting away the layers of thick fog on the iron chains.
Almost at the moment when he made his move, Hu Zi on the side also stretched out his big hand and pressed towards the void. The air folds on all sides of the room contracted and a powerful squeezing force emerged.
When the two of them attacked, the aura they emitted immediately shocked all four directions. The aura that leaked out casually was enough to grind them into dust. You have to know that they are also powerful people in the Dao Transformation Realm.
They came out together, shaking the world. Countless powerful people jumped up, seeming to have forgotten the no-fly rule here, and looked at Feng Qingyang who was falling straight down.
Suddenly, there was another uproar. The attacks of Jiuqiu and the other two were bounced back at the initial edge of the third section and shot up into the sky and the ground.
Buzz!
Crash!
The void exploded, and countless turbulent forces swept in all directions, swallowing up the sky and the earth. The terrifying black hole power caused the earth to collapse in all directions, and it could not withstand the joint attack of the two.
"Not good, retreat quickly!"
Someone shouted loudly, and the attacks of Jiuqiu and the other man bounced back and swept in all directions almost indiscriminately. Suddenly, some people had no time to dodge and were hit by the sudden disaster.
He vomited blood and retreated, his face pale, and he did not stop until he was a thousand feet away. For countless years, the high-ranking people in the City of Sin had never taken action. Who would have thought that today, just a casual attack could cause such great damage.
Everyone was terrified, but soon their faces turned even paler. If the attacks of these two people could not break through the power of the third section, then what kind of danger would Feng Qingyang, who fell into the void at this time, face
"Huzi, it's useless. If you fall here, no one can save you unless Master comes to your rescue. But now Master is in a secret place with great power. I'm afraid he won't be able to come out for a while."
Jiuqiu's face was gloomy. He had never encountered such a setback before, but the aura that spread out at the moment when his magical power was rebounded also made him tremble with fear.
"The third stage of the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations is indeed not something that ordinary people can pass. Even if it is the twelfth beat of the rotating drum, so what?"
"Even if you are determined, your cultivation level is still low, and you still have no power to resist under the peerless magical power."
Hu Zi lowered his head, unable to bear to look any longer, a trace of regret arose in his heart. He originally thought that he would have a little junior brother soon, but now it seems that it was just a beautiful dream.
"Nine-nine Heavenly Tribulations, this tribulation, no one can break it!"
Everyone felt regretful, and a fear of the third section arose in their hearts. They also admired Qian Shangli who had passed it for the first time. What kind of perseverance and wisdom does it take to get through it
Behind the crowd, Lei Ling sighed. Perhaps this was the best ending. He didn't want his two grandfathers to die, nor did he want Feng Qingyang to die.
She didn't want to see a situation where both of them suffered losses. In her opinion, Ling Xiao's death was not Feng Qingyang's fault at all. If they hadn't been so aggressive, both they and the host would have been happy.
He sighed deeply, a white cloud appeared under his feet, and he was about to leave this place.
Some are happy and some are sad. Compared to the sadness of Lei Ling, Jiuqiu and others, Chunyang and Xuanchen at this moment are undoubtedly the happiest people.
Chunyang was even more gloating and secretly happy in his heart. If there weren't so many cultivators here, he would have laughed out loud and expressed his happiness.
"You overestimate your own abilities. Do you think you can make it through? Do you think you can enter the City of Sin and become a superior person? Do you think you are Qian Shangli from two thousand years ago?"
Chunyang sneered, looking at the void submerged in white mist. There, there was no trace of Feng Qingyang anymore. After so much time had passed, he must have fallen into the abyss and been swallowed by the mist below or turned into ashes, right
"Tiger."
Jiuqiu was silent, looking at the third section in front of him, his eyes a little bloodshot. Looking at Hu Zi who was still gnawing on the dog's leg beside him, he sighed softly in his heart for some reason.
"Brother Nine, don't be surprised. If it doesn't work this time, there will always be a next time. Is it possible that no one will be able to pass through this place in the future? Am I always going to be your junior brother?"
As he spoke, his honest eyes suddenly focused on Chunyang who was gloating over his misfortune. He snorted coldly, looked at the dog leg in his hand, and threw it over with a whoosh.
This throw was not a big deal. What was important was that Chunyang, who was sneering, was hit by this lackey. With his cultivation level, how could he be a match for Hu Zi? Suddenly, screams were heard, people and horses fell to the ground, and they could not get up for a long time.
"Moon-Watching Clan, get out of here!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators who were originally planning to leave in all directions stopped immediately and looked at Chunyang on the ground and Xuanchen with a sullen face beside him in surprise.
The origin of Wangyue and Sin City is a secret that is not a secret. Everyone knows it, but they just don't point it out.
"Don't go too far."
Xuanchen gritted his teeth, helped Chunyang up from the ground, and looked at Huzi, who had a simple and honest face.
"What's the matter? Anyone can come here, but you can't."
Hu Zi took a step forward, his aura emanating from his body. As it spread in all directions, an absolutely powerful domain suddenly appeared, and within this domain, he was the master.
"Daoyu, he actually led the dance of Daoyu!"
Xuanchen exclaimed, but didn't dare to act rashly. He stopped talking and pulled Chunyang to leave. But just as he turned around, he heard an exclamation from behind.
"Look, the image projected by the drum hasn't disappeared yet."
I don't know who shouted, but as soon as these words came out, it was like a boiling pot of boiling water. Thousands of people who had originally left came back and looked at the big drum in confusion.
If Feng Qingyang had died, this picture should have disappeared immediately. However, until now, a full incense stick of time has passed, and the picture is still projected without any change.
In the back, Lei Ling, who was originally planning to leave, fluttered his eyelashes after hearing this. He broke through the crowd, came to the front, and looked at the picture projected on the sky. As everyone said, there was no change at all.
“Yes, the picture is still there.”
"If that's the case, there is only one possibility, that is, the person who broke through is not dead yet!"
Cries of surprise spread in all directions, and a storm instantly appeared, sweeping through everyone's hearts, causing those who had a good impression of Feng Qingyang to turn around and look at the projected image in disbelief and surprise.
“Could it be true?”