If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. This is an eternal iron law. I don't think Feng Qingyang would do this. Even if other powerful people faced the same thing as him, they would probably make the same choice.
What's more, the strong are respected. As long as he doesn't die today, even if people know that he has devoured the souls of dozens of powerful demons, what can it do to him
In the world of the strong, besides strength, there are interests. Feng Qingyang is proficient in this method and is the only one here who has the opportunity to break all the restrictions, as long as he can take them away from here safely.
Just based on this point, everyone will understand it, even if they don’t understand it. Feng Qingyang is sure of this, so he is so unscrupulous when swallowing.
The sound of the explosion lasted for an hour. When the residual sound dissipated, everyone gradually woke up from their confusion. It turned out that Feng Qingyang was the one who suffered the most serious injuries here.
But fortunately, he devoured all the souls in time, and under the treatment of the souls of dozens of powerful demons, he recovered to his peak. Not only that, but part of the souls were condensed in his body.
It became his foundation and became his super guarantee for breaking through the Zombie King in the future. The soul of a powerful demon king is priceless. What's more, there are dozens of them!
He looked around and saw the people around him. Apart from him, dozens of people had died on the spot in the self-explosion of the hungry yellow man. Some of them were unprepared, while others had no magical powers or weapons to save their lives.
Except for those who survived, everyone else was seriously injured. Even the White Rhino and the super strong man turned pale in the self-explosion.
He secretly thanked the gods for being alive, and while feeling relieved, he also started to get nervous. He counted the number of people, and found that there were hundreds of powerful beings who had originally entered together, but now only a dozen or so were left.
Moreover, each of them was seriously injured, and he didn't know how many people would be left by his side after he left this place. Feng Qingyang sighed secretly. No matter what, they were there to live and die with him after all.
"Fellow Daoist, what should we do next?"
Bai Xi spoke softly with a hoarse voice, and it was obvious that he was also hurt, but he was extremely cunning, and although he appeared to be fine on the surface, no one knew what he was up to in his heart.
As he spoke, Feng Qingyang turned his gaze to him. He originally thought that he was an upright and heroic man, but he was moved by Bai Xi's previous behavior of watching him die and abandoning him.
This made Feng Qingyang's image of him change greatly. If he had great trust in him before, now he had erased him from his heart.
He felt that way in his heart, but did not show it on the surface. He looked deeply at the White Rhino Cave Master, and the fierce fight that took place in the Thirty-Six Cave that day appeared before his eyes.
"I think this person is extremely selfish. Maybe it was profitable for him that day, but I didn't expect him to be such a person." Feng Qingyang cursed inwardly and looked at him with a smile.
She blinked her long eyelashes, looking sunny and sincere: "Brother Bai, what do you think we should do now?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the passage in front of everyone. Countless passages stood in front of everyone like a maze. The feeling was almost despairing.
Some of the cave entrances emitted faint light, some revealed precious light, and some revealed a solemn and murderous aura. Hundreds of auras converged together, making this place look particularly weird.
If they had encountered a barrier, perhaps everyone would have felt at ease, after all, they could have shamelessly begged Feng Qingyang to break the formation. But what appeared now was not a barrier, but countless passages.
With so many passages, no one knows which one truly leads to the land of ancient dragons, let alone which ones can bring life to themselves.
If one trusts Feng Qingyang and puts his life and property at risk, he will feel more or less resistant. With so many channels, everyone will naturally believe in their own choices.
Feng Qingyang knew what everyone was thinking, and cursed in his heart, but his eyes did not change, still staring at Bai Xi deeply, perhaps others did not notice anything different. But Bai Xi felt that although he seemed enthusiastic, there was an irresistible indifference in his enthusiasm.
It seems that Feng Qingyang is already dissatisfied with his own choices and behaviors. Thinking of this, Bai Xi grinned, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Yes, there are so many passages here, let's just accept our fate and make our own choices." Bai Xi took the lead. Although he was the leader, he was not the first to step forward and make a choice, but quietly retreated behind the crowd.
As he spoke, countless people in the rear became restless. They looked at the old, weak and disabled soldiers now, and recalled how many talented people there were when they first came in. They couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation, as if the rabbit had died and the fox had mourned the loss of the rabbit.
"I choose this place." A tall man walked out from the crowd. He was at the peak of the early stage of the Demon King and had a single horn on his forehead. It was said that he had one thousandth of the blood of the Great Sage.
Being able to cultivate to the level of a demon king with only one thousandth of his bloodline is considered to be an exceptional talent and extraordinary aptitude, Feng Qingyang praised secretly, and saw him walk to the leftmost of the countless passages.
"As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. I am able to live until now, thanks to the help of this Taoist friend. If I can survive, I will definitely serve you in the future. Goodbye everyone, I'll go first." After saying this, he bowed, stood at the entrance of the cave and hesitated for a moment, then raised his footsteps, immediately sank into it, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After the first person, there was the second person, and then the remaining dozen people chose different passages to step into. In a blink of an eye, only Feng Qingyang, Bai Xi, the young man who had been with him, the Yin-Yang monster, the extremely powerful being, and the man holding the magic gourd were left there.
The group of seven people didn't speak, but their eyes were intertwined, and finally they looked towards the direction where Feng Qingyang was standing. It was obvious that they wanted to follow Feng Qingyang.
They are not fools. Feng Qingyang's super ability to break formations can bring them countless opportunities for survival in this ancient place of repression full of crises.
If he wanted to survive, he had to follow Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang was so smart that he made his lower eyelash almost hollow and looked at the people who were standing still.
The others were fine, but he felt that Bai Xi and the man were extremely irritating no matter how he looked at them. If now was not the time to turn hostile, he would have given them a cold shoulder.
People are like this. They may be very open with each other one second, but may be on the verge of life and death the next second. It is not the other party's fault, but the different standpoints. As the saying goes, people with different ideals cannot work together.
"I think your choice is to join me." Feng Qingyang said with a smile. In fact, he already had an idea in his mind. It would be good for everyone to follow him. At least when a crisis occurs, there will be someone to share the burden.
"Yes, if you don't mind, I am willing to lend my meager strength and help you get out of this dangerous place and obtain the supreme treasure left by the ancients - the blood of the ancient dragon!"