Feng Qingyang sneered as he looked at King Chujiang whose momentum was growing stronger and stronger. His peripheral vision moved towards the world that appeared in the sky and the rapidly spinning inscriptions beside him. He didn't care at all, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
King Chu Jiang was silent. The two were on the verge of a fight, with almost no foreplay. The moment the weapon fell from their hands, they each dispersed, hovering hundreds of feet away, staring at each other from afar!
Although there was no change in King Chujiang's expression, there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. The pressure released by Feng Qingyang burning himself had obviously threatened him.
"Black clouds and sand, water flows eastward!"
With the spread of his arms, his long hair moved seamlessly. Both of them looked like the best in the world. The battle was like a tit-for-tat. With the roll of his sleeves, the big world of the sky dispersed out of thin air, and a small world descended.
As soon as the six words "Black Clouds, Sand and Water Flow Eastward" came out, King Chujiang began to change completely. His ordinary Taoist robe disappeared in an instant, and was transformed into an imperial robe, looking so majestic and domineering.
As his sleeves fluttered, a rumbling sound came from the small world that was separated from the sky. A black river covered the sky and the earth, and the surging river water continued to flow towards the east.
Under the flow, the heaven and earth rumbled, as if they could not bear its pressure. Looking up, almost the heaven and earth were completely covered by it. In the blink of an eye, it blocked the void.
"With the same magical power, do you think you can defeat me twice?"
Feng Qingyang sneered, his red pupils turned, and a vortex appeared between heaven and earth at a level visible to the naked eye, and this vortex was connected to his red pupils.
The black river came roaring down and rolled, submerging them, but this was only short-lived. Just when everyone thought that this was the end, a terrifying scene appeared.
The river that had originally submerged Feng Qingyang was originally majestic and unstoppable, like a river bursting its banks. However, in a short period of time, it began to tremble, from fast to slow, and finally turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated completely.
Feng Qingyang, on the other hand, was still standing there without moving. If one had to say that he had moved, it was only that his eyeballs had turned once when the black river rushed towards him.
The endless river, which came from the small world evolving in the sky, disappeared out of thin air, as if it was quietly swallowed by a red and yellow beast.
Within a radius of less than ten feet on each side of his body, countless black runes flashed, each of which was filled with an ancient and vicissitudes of life. If you count carefully, there were eight small runes surrounding the four sides and a large rune pressing down on the top of his head.
Everyone was timid and didn't dare to look anymore. If the rune looked at it carefully, he would find that his soul was silently shrinking, as if he had been poisoned.
"I said, the same magical power can't defeat me twice!" Feng Qingyang had a hint of sarcasm on his face, but if you looked closely you would find a hint of madness and a hint of relief.
He was originally a dead person, and the reason why he remained until now was only because of his strong resentment. He burned himself today just to vent his anger.
King Chu Jiang had an uncertain expression, he never thought that he could break his magical power so easily. Although 'Black Cloud Sand, Water Flowing East' was not a peerless magical power, if an ordinary person in the Dao Transformation Realm faced it, he would probably be seriously injured if not killed.
"You are very strong, but it is undeniable that you still lost to me!" As soon as these words came out, Feng Qingyang's expression changed, and the calm and indifferent look disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a strong resentment.
"If you don't take your action seriously, don't blame me for being ruthless. I know in this kid's soul that you want to convert the demon here, so I will help you with this."
After saying this, he raised his right hand, slightly bent his five fingers, grabbed and pressed the air, and finally lifted it up with a bang.
At this mention, the earth shook, and countless bottomless gullies appeared again on the already dilapidated land. Moreover, strong red aura appeared from all directions, blocking the place like a cage.
roar!
Looking at Feng Qingyang again, he was holding four trembling dragon auras in his hands. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed them in one gulp. At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, but a red light curtain appeared in a thousand feet radius with him as the center, like a prison that sealed off everyone present.
"Soul Control?"
There was a flash of surprise in King Chu Jiang's eyes. He had fought with Feng Qingyang (the old man in his body) before and had seen him display this kind of magical power, but the pressure he exuded was not this strong.
"Not good, everyone retreat quickly!" Ge seemed to remember something and he exclaimed. He was naturally not worried about anything, but the people surrounding him were basically in the early stage of Dao Transformation Realm. With their cultivation level, how could they resist
Needless to say, people from all directions had already sensed something was wrong, including the Suzaku Hall Master, and they all retreated, bombarding the red light curtain with countless magical powers, but to no avail in the end.
"No, I want to go out!"
Someone exclaimed, and despite the obstruction of the people behind him, he tried to force his way through with a magic weapon. However, the moment he touched the red light curtain, his body shattered into pieces, as if he had been trampled by thousands of iron hooves. When he landed on the ground, no trace of him could be found.
Everyone's pupils shrank. With the lessons learned from the previous incident, no one dared to rush in. Sweat broke out on their temples, their faces turned pale, and they secretly groaned in their hearts. They looked at King Chujiang with resentment and blamed everything on him.
"Let's attack together!" The head of the Suzaku Hall shouted and took the lead to move forward, looking at Feng Qingyang. After hearing her words, everyone seemed to have found their backbone. They nodded one after another, gathered their magical powers together, and concentrated on bombarding a point on the red light curtain.
"Suzaku bathes in fire!"
She raised her slender jade hand and pointed to the void. Then a loud voice, like that of a phoenix or a vermilion bird, was heard. A fiery red shadow appeared from her body, flapping its wings. Winds and clouds surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and the earth seemed to be burning with endless flames at this moment.
With a loud bang, it hit the red light curtain. Everyone felt the earth shaking. Looking up, they saw a spot of light appearing at the place that had been bombarded. They thought to themselves that there was hope and made another move.
"Curse the world!"
Feng Qingyang's face darkened. It wasn't that they could blast open the red light curtain, but their magical powers would more or less affect him. In this way, he would be at a disadvantage in the battle with King Chujiang.
Thinking of this, the black rune above his head turned, and a black light merged into the light curtain. His long hair fluttered, and his whole body was covered by a buzzing sound.
The buzzing sound gradually grew larger. Originally, only he could hear it, but in a flash, everyone could hear it clearly. At that moment, countless wails rang out, and everyone fell from the void holding their heads.
Some of those with weaker cultivation had their flesh and blood fall off and turned into white bones after falling. Their tragic appearance moved everyone. They were suspended in the void like headless flies, looking at Feng Qingyang who was staring at King Chujiang in the center, feeling shocked and angry.