He immediately stopped talking and fixed his eyes on the light screen projected by the big drum.
The sea of clouds was rolling. Even though one was just watching the projection, one could clearly feel the enormous pressure coming from the sky. If one looked past the projection and directly looked at Feng Qingyang on the third section.
You will vaguely discover that the condensed image of the deity is slowly taking shape!
This original form of the deity was not the phantom of the Qilin Lord, but his own zombie prototype. The pressure he exuded at this moment directly enveloped all directions, driving away the power of the rules of reincarnation that was coming in the opposite direction.
His face was originally blurry, but after it took shape, one could still not see his features, but one could see his pair of eyes flashing with cold light, vivid and lifelike. If Feng Qingyang had not been still below, one would have almost mistaken him for a person.
"roar!"
A roar spread throughout the world, shaking tens of thousands of people present. The sound was like thunder, exploding from the plain, shaking the earth and causing dirt and rocks to fly. Some people even felt a buzzing in their ears and temporarily lost their hearing in this roar.
Those with weaker cultivation were shaken and their blood boiled at the roar. The unwillingness and unyielding spirit contained in the roar deeply affected everyone present.
Only the cultivators above the Dao Transformation Realm could still stand intact in their original places, looking at Feng Qingyang on the third section of the chain in horror.
He had originally stood still, but under this roar, he seemed to have gained unparalleled strength. He took a step forward and waved his hand, as if he had pushed away the clouds and mist, and directly pushed the power of the rules of the cycle of time to both sides.
Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he took several steps, causing the several-foot-high image of his true self to appear in the sky to also step out with a bang, and at the moment of stepping out, it rose again.
If it was only three meters high before, it is now thirty meters high, deeply inserted into the clouds above, gathering this place into an area of absolute control over which Feng Qingyang is invincible.
People from all directions were breathing rapidly. Under this shock, they were unable to speak. They all held their breath and looked at the tall giant that was projected.
Every step they take can cause their heartbeats to occur, as if with every jump they will take a step forward. That visual rush is simply incomparable.
The pressure that permeates through the light curtain seems like the power of heaven, but this majesty does not come from heaven and earth, but from the image of the original Buddha. In his world, he is heaven.
As he moved forward, the squeezing and rebounding forces from all directions became stronger. Almost every time he took a step, the power of the rules of the cycle of time pushed away from all directions would increase exponentially.
Although it had never invaded his body again, it was always hovering outside his Dharma image like a poisonous snake, waiting for the moment when he let his guard down to deliver a fatal blow.
Feng Qingyang remained calm and swam upstream. This time he went very fast. Perhaps it was because of his original form, he walked exceptionally steadily. When he approached the last ten blocks, he stopped again.
And at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in my heart. I didn't know where the voice came from, but it just sounded out of nowhere.
"Whoever sets foot on this place will die of three thousand lives. You can break through this place!"
"Three thousand lives lost?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought. The lifespan of a cultivator is no more than ten thousand years, even a cultivator as strong as Nascent Soul is no more than that. It is said that the lifespan of cultivators above the Dao realm is only ten thousand years, but in reality, this is not the case.
But if the number is three thousand, it would be horrifying, almost accounting for one-third of a cultivator's lifespan, and it would take three thousand lives to pass through. Isn't this depriving the challenger of the chance to survive
Thinking of this, he was silent for a moment, but in this moment of silence, the four directions' reincarnation rules began a violent impact. Originally invisible and shapeless, but now an incarnation appeared.
It was a nimble little snake, a little snake transformed by rules, with complex inscriptions all over its body, which would attract people at first sight.
With a fierce temper, he madly hit the original body in the outside world. Almost every time he hit it, he would shrink by ten feet. That was the power of reincarnation, which directly reversed the years and weakened it until it disappeared into nothingness.
The impact of the little snake directly woke Feng Qingyang from his contemplative state. His eyes flickered as he looked at the little snake with a fierce look in its eyes, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
Outside, everyone looked at the little snake that had just taken shape with horror on their faces. Although they could not understand how powerful the little snake was, they could clearly see that Feng Qingyang's original form was constantly shrinking.
After three consecutive blows, it shrunk by three meters. If his original body was eroded, he would be trapped in it and face a crisis.
"This little snake was originally nothingness, but it became a real thing under the pressure. If this is the case, can we use a powerful force to shatter it directly and return it to its original form?"
Thinking of this, his eyes focused, his mind moved, and the original image of the deity in the outside world stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the void. His sharp nails pierced the void and a roar was heard.
His dancing spread throughout the void, directly affecting the iron chain below. The chain, which was already extremely unstable, began to shake violently at this moment, and Feng Qingyang fell into crisis again.
The previous appearance might have been just an accident. He didn't believe that the place where he fell this time would be the same as the second crisis. Maybe there would not be such a good chance this time.
At the same time, when the original Dharma image took the initiative to touch the little snake, a sharp pain came, as if a big hand was brushing across his body, but at the moment of brushing across, it seemed as if something was taken away.
Feng Qingyang knew very well that what was taken away was his life span. If that was the case, then why were there any reincarnation rules? Was this forcing me to go up
After a while, he finally made a crazy decision. Zombies have no lifespan, which can be said to be infinite. Since they have no lifespan, then what if you deprive them of three thousand years of lifespan
When he thought of this, he stopped thinking and took a step forward, stepping onto the first small platform. At this time, he was only nine steps away from the last section of stone pillars.
After nine steps, one can ascend to the sky, directly to the Nine Heavens Palace, and become the best of men. Although he is a demon, he is the top giant in the demon world and no one can shake him.
"first step!"
boom!
With one step, the small snakes surrounding him suddenly collapsed and turned into nothingness. They had only come here to force him.
At the same time, the huge hand in the void reappeared and brushed directly over his body, but at the moment of brushing past, it stopped in an instant, and a roar suddenly appeared in his heart.
This roar not only spread throughout his mind, but also penetrated his body, spreading in all directions, and deeply into the ears of tens of thousands of people on the cliff outside.
"You have no lifespan, how can you pass my chain of nine-nine heavenly tribulations?"
This voice was full of madness, but the anger within it deeply overshadowed the madness. As it swept through, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds rolled, and an overwhelming pressure was cast from it.
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