Feng Qingyang's face was ferocious, and he jumped up from the ground with a whoosh.
There was no rationality in his eyes, only a hint of madness. His originally pure soul was half destroyed by the curse in just a short moment.
His body swayed, and his pupils briefly became clear. The direction he was rising in was the center of the Ten Thousand Demons Area, and directly in front of him was a barren land.
Without hesitation, Feng Qingyang shook his body, and with a whoosh he turned into a long rainbow, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. With his departure, the Void's world-suppressing bronze coffin and the black skull in his hand all flew away in the blink of an eye.
Endless space, everything disappeared in the blink of an eye. If the ground was not still in a mess, silently telling the world about the war that took place here, I am afraid everyone would think it was an illusion.
During the flight, Feng Qingyang kept making strange roars. At first, he struggled to gain the upper hand, but as the distance became farther, his roars finally turned into a sneer.
It is night now. Although it is a wasteland right in front of the Ten Thousand Demons Area, it is a restricted area in the City of Sin, where hundreds of super demons gather.
Each of them is a powerful being in the Dao Transformation Realm, with demonic energy surging through the sky. Some are almost ready to resolve their demonic heart. As long as their demonic heart is awakened, they can immediately step into the sixth level.
Moreover, the demons here are unforgivable and have committed unforgivable crimes. Their subordinates are stained with the blood of countless cultivators. Most of them were once super powerful people in major sects, but later they fell into the evil way and were forced to enter the city of sin.
At this moment, on the edge of this desolate land, there are two long-faced old men on the left and right, one wearing a white robe, and the other just the opposite, wrapped in a black robe, they are the real version of the Black and White Impermanence!
The two of them meditated on the edge of the barren land. It wasn't that they had to be here, but they had formed an alliance, and different people would come to guard the edge every day.
The demonic energy in this land is the most concentrated in the City of Sin, except for the sixth floor and the Nine-Layered Heaven Palace. In order to prevent them from sneaking in to absorb it, this scene occurred.
This rule has been in place for thousands of years and has almost become an open secret here. Except for the newcomers entering the city, ordinary old demons will never enter here easily, even the four hall masters are the same.
There was a small cave on the edge of the two of them, with a plate of small dishes and two pots of wine placed beside them. They were drinking together when suddenly, their expressions changed at the same time.
The vibration in their ears and the roar coming from the end of the world caused all the side dishes and wine to fall to the ground, but this obviously did not attract their attention.
At the end of the void, there seemed to be a fiery red cloud rushing over, almost covering half of the sky. When the distance got closer, Feng Qingyang's hideous and crazy face instantly appeared in their eyes.
They were not fools and could see at a glance that something was wrong with Qingfeng Qingyang. Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to invade here in the middle of the night, unless they were tired of living and wanted to offend others.
His appearance not only alarmed the two people here, but also awakened countless powerful people who were practicing in seclusion in the back. In an instant, countless sounds of breaking through the air were heard in the sky, and rainbow lights flew over like meteors.
"Gouhun, what should we do? We are the ones guarding this place tonight. He has already alerted the people who are practicing in the back. If we can't stop him from leaving, I'm afraid we will be implicated."
The one who spoke was the old man in a white robe. He had a bitter face as he looked at the man in a black robe who was exactly the same as him and equally ugly.
"Hook and sickle, what are you afraid of? That guy is just a cultivator in the Entry Stage. But from his appearance, he seems to be about to awaken his devil heart and fall into madness. It will be effortless to stop him."
Gouhun's face looked extremely unnatural. Although he had seen Feng Qingyang's cultivation level clearly, for some reason, his heart was pounding as if facing a formidable enemy. This feeling rarely occurred to him after he broke through the Daohua realm.
"No, look at his pupils, that's possession!"
Ge's, the word "charming" came out of his mouth, and his originally bitter face suddenly turned into normal.
If he is just taking over someone else's body, then there must be a super powerful person in this person, otherwise he would not be able to emit such a fierce aura. But if this is the case, should I try to stop him or let him go
While he was thinking, Feng Qingyang had already come over with a tremendous pressure. Wherever he passed, rocks collapsed, the earth shattered, and even the void trembled under the pressure he emitted.
"No, we must not let this person possess our body!"
Feng Qingyang roared in his heart, and in a brief moment, he found that his soul that could devour souls was suppressed at the bottom under this curse. If it continued like this, he would be devoured by it within an incense stick of time.
Boom!
Finally, they flew across the border below and came to this desolate place. Apart from the towering peak and the dark earth, there were only two people in sight.
"Black and White Impermanence?"
He exclaimed, with only a trace of clarity left in his eyes. If you looked from afar, you would definitely find that his face was a little different from himself at this moment, and was slowly transforming into another person.
"You can't sink. If you want to stimulate your soul, you have to endure the attacks of others. This will alleviate the continued erosion of this curse!"
With a thought, Feng Qingyang instantly raised his right hand and pointed at the two people below. With this finger, the bronze coffin behind him came whistling. The bronze coffin, which was originally only a few feet in size, expanded to the size of a small mountain. After suppressing the remaining body of the black ghost, it became extremely violent. Guided by this finger, it fell towards the black and white people with a bang!
Just when his last clarity of mind was about to disappear, the bronze coffin fell with a loud thud, and a shrill and angry sound came from the bottom of the bronze coffin.
"Little bastard!"
With two swish sounds, the soul-catching weapons and the hook-sickle scattered from both sides. The two men were in a miserable state after this blow. It was a great shame and humiliation for them to be attacked inexplicably.
"Soul is coming!"
The soul-stealing, skinny hand waved, and a yellow soul flag appeared in his hand. It grew bigger in the wind, and floated over with a strange aura.
As the word "Soul is coming" came out of his mouth, the Soul Banner whistled and swept across the sky towards Feng Qingyang. With just this simple sweep, it instantly shook the power of the curse that continued to devour his soul.
"This person's magic weapon is useful to me!"
Feng Qingyang roared, and felt that under the soul flag, the swallowing soul that was originally suppressed was beating rapidly, and his own soul also quickly began to fight back.