The light curtain had no power to resist under the Sky-Jue Hoe. It was dug open, revealing a big hole that exuded a strong suction force, like a black hole that could swallow everything.
After half a cup of tea, just when the blood cloud composed of blood-colored threads was about to approach from behind, the barrier was finally opened by the fat man and the other man.
Boom!
The moment of digging, Feng Qingyang truly discovered that this light curtain that seemed as thin as a cicada's wing was actually about three meters thick. Despite this, it was still broken by the repeated digging of the fat man and the other man.
The moment it broke, a hot current gushed out from it, like an ancient breath that had been deposited for tens of thousands of years. The moment it broke, it instantly came in the face with a sea of blood and corpses, rain of blood and wind.
If Feng Qingyang wanted to break this barrier, it would take at least seven days. It’s not that he was not as skilled as others, but that this formation was so vivid that they were almost superimposed on each other.
That is to say, after breaking through one path, the ones following it will automatically move forward to make up for the defect in front, but in the hands of the two fat men, such changes will not occur.
Not to mention the unorthodox methods they have mastered, just the hoe in their hands can break through all the barriers and restrictions in the world. It is precisely for this reason that Feng Qingyang took them both in.
The moment the light curtain was broken, Feng Qingyang waved his hand, took the fat man and the other man back to the boundary beads, and promised to set them free when the time comes. Then he turned into a long rainbow and flew quickly towards the hole where the light curtain was broken.
Swish, swish, swish. The moment Feng Qingyang left, countless people behind him followed closely. Just as they all left, a blood cloud rolled in from behind.
Almost at the moment when the last person stepped over, the entire area was covered, and the piercing and sharp sound passed through the hole and reached everyone's ears.
It just made them tremble all over and almost suffocate to the point of suffocation, but the strange thing was that perhaps because of the existence of this light curtain, there was a hole.
But the blood cloud on the other side of the light curtain did not dare to cross the line even a step. It slowly circled around the edge of the hole. A faint roar of unwillingness could be heard from the distortion, and then it collapsed with a bang, turning into silk threads and disappearing into the air.
Although they avoided the blood cloud, the crisis did not end. On the contrary, they were trapped in an even more unfortunate forbidden area. After flying for less than a cup of tea, they were forced to stop again.
In front of them, a light curtain appeared again. This light curtain was different from the previous barrier. It was a real formation. Feng Qingyang originally wanted to let the fat man and the other two come out to break the formation.
But then he thought again and felt that something was wrong. He couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. He was silent for a moment and quietly looked at the palm of his hand.
But he felt the heat growing more and more intense, and he almost thought he was holding a fireball in his palm. The faint mark of the dragon was vivid and seemed ready to break through his palm at any time.
Using his spiritual sense to sense the boundary bead, he discovered that the snake girl was now emitting a strange glow all over her body. The light was so dazzling that even Feng Qingyang could not look directly at it.
In the blur, it seemed that the snake girl's body moved, and a pair of small fleshy lumps gradually grew on her originally smooth forehead, and it seemed that something was about to break out of the shell.
But at the critical moment, a sense of crisis reached Feng Qingyang's heart and woke him up from his surveillance. He turned around suddenly and saw that many people behind him fell to the ground silently.
"Dead." Bai Xi pushed through the crowd and came to Feng Qingyang's side and said in a serious voice. The other super powerful person who went to check with him also nodded.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang walked forward. There were five people lying on the ground. These five people were the powerful demons who had caught up last, and each of them was at the level of a demon king.
Even someone with such a powerful realm died in an unclear and silent way, with almost no time for anyone to react. He then quietly fell to the ground and died without any clue of his own accord.
"Were there any abnormalities before they died?" Feng Qingyang's eyes were as fast as lightning as he swept over the people around him. His heavy tone was like a suppressive iron hammer, falling directly into everyone's heart.
"There's nothing unusual. He almost fell to the ground." Someone said in a trembling voice, looking at Feng Qingyang's beast-like eyes, almost scared to death.
Although his cultivation was stronger than Feng Qingyang's, he was much weaker in terms of strength and momentum. People did not find it strange, but rather took it for granted.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang frowned and squatted down to carefully look at the people on the ground. Several of them died with their eyes open, but there was no fear in their eyes, as if they didn't know they were dead.
He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the center of their eyebrows. The spiritual consciousness in his brain was released instantly. He himself was a zombie, so he was particularly sensitive to all kinds of dark things.
If several people had died from some poisonous hand, he would definitely have been able to discover it, but his spiritual sense did not reveal anything wrong, and the bodies were still warm, indicating that they had only died recently.
"Soul!" Feng Qingyang blurted out. He hadn't paid attention to it before, but just when he was about to stop, he felt the commonality between these people.
Their minds were empty, their sea of consciousness collapsed, and their souls disappeared. Logically speaking, the death of a cultivator meant the annihilation of his soul, but even if it was annihilated, it would take a very long time.
These people died at the same time, and their souls disappeared at the same time, so that they didn't understand why they died until they died. Could there be some hidden secret unknown to others
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged as he glanced at everyone. Finally, he sighed, waved his hand, and cast a fire dragon spell on the people on the ground. In order to prevent any unknown abnormalities from occurring, he could only burn the bodies to destroy the evidence.
Everyone understood his action, although they didn't understand what he was thinking. The fire started and the corpse was destroyed, perhaps because the other party was the body of the demon king.
The Fire Dragon Curse could hardly destroy the opponent's corpse. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes focused, he raised his hand and made a gesture, and a black rune appeared on the opponent's corpse along his fingers.
Chi Chi Chi… Chi Chi Chi…
In just a breath of time, the corpse disappeared without a trace. Upon seeing this scene, the eyes of people from all directions trembled, and they secretly thought that it was a very powerful method.
"Everyone be careful, this place is extremely strange, so you must be on guard." After leaving these words, Feng Qingyang turned around and was about to go to the light curtain to break the formation.
But just as he left, he heard several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him. He thought something was not good and turned around to see that, as expected, the five people who were originally standing closest to the corpse had all fallen to the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, his eyes lost their luster. Everyone knew that this man had followed the path of the few people whose bodies were destroyed by Feng Qingyang before, and all of them died.