Feng Qingyang's face was pale at this moment, with a cold look flashing in his eyes. Two of the three great artistic conceptions suddenly descended, transforming into a storm that swept across the center from all directions.
With a "boom" sound, visible folds in the void gradually accumulated, and the violent shock force spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Demons area, and the shadow of the Hou Zun suddenly appeared.
The huge shadow of the Qilin Zun, with its huge head, roared at the black skull in the center, and a hint of coldness flashed in its eyes, the same as Feng Qingyang's.
The huge body rushed towards the black skeleton that was suppressed by the three major state of mind at the moment, with a tremendous murderous aura. Even the void roared and trembled under the footsteps.
The roar and trampling sounds flattened the ground below and turned it into a mess. The originally sinking ground was now shattered. Suffering from such a devastating disaster, countless pieces of debris were shot in all directions.
However, the black ghost fragments and black skeletons that were suppressed suddenly exploded at the critical moment, like a trapped beast fighting, the last blow in desperation.
There was silence all around, and the City of Sin was in an uproar. Looking up, the day had been covered by the night. The moonlight in the night sky was cold, sprinkling on the earth. If there was no battle here, it might be a beautiful scene if one just watched.
But if you look at the earth, you will be shocked. What a mess it is. The ground within a hundred feet radius is sinking. Not only that, even the sinking ground is overturned again.
The scene was like a fist falling from the sky. The wind blew and a terrifying aura spread in all directions, deeply shaking the hearts of those watching the battle.
In the center of the night, there was a man floating in the air. In his hand he held a black skull that was broken all over, like a sieve pierced by thousands of sword energies.
In the ruins not far from him, there was a huge ancient bronze coffin running through the sky. The coffin was decayed, but the faint inscriptions on it kept shining.
The sound of "dong dong dong" kept coming from it, and the tightly closed coffin lid was shaking, as if it was about to open, but every shake would make the inscription on the ancient bronze coffin flash once.
Every time, it reveals a long and heavy force of suppression and sealing!
An unwilling roar came from the coffin, but Feng Qingyang was greeted with an inner smile. He was so smart that he understood the moment the man in the bamboo hat ran away.
This black skeleton is indeed a sealed object, but the black ghost is not just an illusion of the black skeleton, but a real person in the sealed object, just that he has become thinner, seriously injured, and curled up inside the skeleton.
If Feng Qingyang hadn't met him by chance today, once he had recovered to his peak state one day, I'm afraid this person would have become a great scourge to the world!
He sneered secretly. The powerful beings in the spiritual world and the saint who was high above could not possibly be unaware of the powerful power of the curse. The reason why he did not bring down the punishment must be that there were many tricks involved.
"If my guess is correct, I'm afraid the Holy Lord is not a monolithic person!"
Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, thinking about Saint Tianyi, Buddha Du'e, and the Lord of the City of Sin. These three people were all involved with him in cause and effect, and one day they would surely come to an end.
Damn it, a black aura suddenly spread out from the skeleton, followed his hand and plunged into his body, at a speed that was unheard of.
No one present noticed this change, except for the Suzaku Hall Master who had been staring at him closely. He saw it the moment the black skull and black light appeared.
"Get out of here!"
She screamed and asked everyone to leave. If an ordinary person had shouted, perhaps everyone would have sneered and said nothing, but the person who spoke was the Master of Suzaku Hall.
Everyone was secretly shocked and retreated another thousand feet. Just when their bodies stopped, they saw an extraordinary pressure suddenly coming from the center a thousand feet away, where Feng Qingyang was.
Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, which were bloodshot. His already broken body looked so scary and hideous at this moment.
Especially his pupils, which were becoming increasingly bloodshot, made the terrifying aura emanating from him even more intense, on the verge of exploding, with a flame flickering within his pupils.
This flame was none other than the flame in the black ghost's eyes that had turned into white bones. It gradually expanded, as if it was going to burn him completely. Under the tearing, Feng Qingyang let out a roar.
The roar was filled with anger and madness, sweeping across the void and spreading throughout the entire third floor of the City of Sin. It was filled with ferocious power, and an aura containing the power of curse spread out again.
"This is the remnant of the skeleton itself, trying to take over my body."
Feng Qingyang's expression became more and more ferocious. The shock in his brain made his rationality weaken inch by inch, but before it completely disappeared, he quickly began to analyze.
From encountering the man in the bamboo hat to being attracted by the black skeleton on the ground, to the final battle that almost ended in a lose-lose situation, it is not difficult to guess that all of this seemed to be a plot that had been set up long ago.
A trap set against him, perhaps in order to take over the bodies of other people, but Feng Qingyang's arrival and the unique breath of zombies stimulated the remnant thoughts within the skeleton, which led to the previous battle.
"Man in the bamboo hat, who are you?"
"Moreover, this remnant is not just a dead soul, but also has the curse of this deity. If he succeeds in taking over my body, I will fall into the world from now on, and he will be reborn in my body and control my body."
"Besides, once I lose, I will be doomed forever and will never be able to recover!"
The people a thousand feet away didn't understand what was happening, but they could still see the changes in Feng Qingyang. At this moment, he was almost split into two halves by the black and red light.
The pupils of the red half of the body were cold, while those of the black half were extremely ferocious. His body was trembling, so much so that his hair had turned into two distinct colors.
At this moment, veins were exposed on his face, and he looked ferocious at times and sneered at times. People who didn't know the truth might think that he was seriously injured.
But the demons gathered here are basically the most powerful group on the third level. With just one glance, they discovered his current condition, which is clearly a sign of being possessed by another spirit.
"Snatching a body, it's actually snatching a body."
"Who dares to take over his body? Don't they know that he is from the Nine Heavens Palace?"
Everyone had complicated expressions, some were gloating, but more were regretful. If the body was taken over successfully, then this person who was almost a peerless genius in their eyes would die.
Between his eyebrows, which is also the place of his sea of consciousness, the Holy Lord's consciousness that had been sleeping there began to shake violently at this moment, as if it would wake up at any time.
But at the critical moment, Feng Qingyang forcibly suppressed his desire to wake up. If he couldn't even handle this, how could he talk about his supreme will