As he spoke, the elders beside him all looked straight at Feng Qingyang, and it seemed that they did not want Feng Qingyang to refuse. If he really gave it away as he wished, wouldn't he be watching the supreme Taoist weapon fly away again
He looked at Feng Qingyang. The three of them shook their bodies and blocked the void in all directions. How could they show any apology in such a scene? It was obvious that they wanted to take Feng Qingyang away by force.
What's worse is that the seemingly kind old man punched Xu Xukong, and his whole body suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, and the void made a bang. Under this punch, the void was shattered. It seemed that Feng Qingyang was not hurt, but it blocked his escape direction.
The void was wrinkled and could not move. Feng Qingyang's expression did not change, but his heart was filled with hatred. He would naturally not follow these people away. He was not their opponent now, but if he could break through the Zombie King, the outcome would be unpredictable.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang smiled, as if he had not seen them blocking the void. He glanced past the other people and fixed his eyes on the old man with the scar.
"What if I don't go?" Now that it has been said to this point, there is naturally no need to continue pretending. As soon as he said this, the four people on all sides laughed grimly at the same time.
As if they had heard a huge joke, they were silent for a moment, looking at Feng Qingyang who was at the end of his strength, they really didn't know where his confidence came from.
Even though he has a supreme Taoist weapon in his hand, he is currently unable to unleash its full power.
"First the courtesy, then the force. If you don't want to go, then we can only invite you to go." The old man with the scar suddenly turned gloomy.
Looking around, there were corpses everywhere, plus the people from the four major cities killed by Feng Qingyang. At this moment, the murderous intent in his heart had already reached its peak.
Although these people have nothing to do with him, if they are killed, it will involve their vital interests. After all, they can still rely on collecting spirit stones. But now Feng Qingyang has almost uprooted the four major cities. How can such hatred not make them angry
"What a joke! I, Feng Qingyang, am a master of this world. How can an old immortal like you control me?" Feng Qingyang looked up and started laughing as well.
While smiling, he pointed to his forehead with one hand, as if he had opened his third eye. The light inside flickered, and at the moment when these old men were stunned, the terrifying existence contained in it was suddenly released.
Almost at the moment when this breath appeared, the faces of the four old men turned pale at the same time, and the hideous smile on their faces flashed away, as if it was just an illusion.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The continuous sounds of kneeling were powerful. After the four city lords, these so-called old men also knelt down one by one, trembling all over, looking at Feng Qingyang in horror.
“Holy…Holy Lord!”
I don't know who spoke, but it was earth-shattering. These two simple words seemed to represent the heaven and the earth, even though their cultivation was unfathomable and they had even broken through to the late stage of the demon king.
But before these two words, they still felt an extremely heavy pressure. The depressing atmosphere and the sudden reversal of the situation made the surviving monks lurking in all directions change their faces.
Taking advantage of the fact that the four major cities were unguarded, all the surviving monks left quickly. The four old men naturally knew about their departure.
However, they could hardly protect themselves, let alone have the energy to stop those exiled cultivators, especially the old man with scar, who was filled with immense regret.
He clearly knew that the other party's identity was not simple. He was not only the son of Feng Shui of the Ghost King Sect, but also the seventh disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace in the City of Sin. With such an identity, how could he not have any means of self-protection
If they wanted Jiang Feng Qingyang to take them away by force before, they have now given up the idea and only hope that they can survive. After all, it is not easy to cultivate to the late stage of the Demon King, and they are almost the strongest under the Saint.
They naturally had nothing to say when they were caught in a disaster. Although they were kneeling, it did not mean that the matter was over. This was Feng Qingyang's last life-saving trump card, but they did not expect that it would be used like this.
He looked at the four people in front of him silently, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. If his cultivation was strong enough, how could he be chased by others
After all, in this world where strength is respected, you can only rely on yourself for everything. If you have a strong cultivation, naturally countless people will come to curry favor with you. But if you have a weak cultivation, no matter who your descendant is or what terrifying background you have, there will still be countless people who come to kill you.
People are evil, and perhaps they cannot be killed openly, but it is easy to dodge an open attack and hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. There will always be people who will stab you in the back, just like these few people. To Feng Qingyang, they are completely insidious and shameless to the extreme.
If he didn't have a life-saving trump card, he would have become a fish at the mercy of others. Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang became even more furious, with no mercy in his heart.
“I promised you a condition back then, and I thought you would use it soon. I didn’t expect you to call me only now.” Saint Tianyi said softly.
"If they hadn't forced me to do this, I wouldn't want to do this." Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly. When the Holy Lord's intention appeared, he naturally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he saved his life.
Even so, his heart was bleeding. This life-saving trump card could only be used once. He originally wanted to keep it for use when he would overcome the tribulation. After all, with the protection of the Saint, no one could interfere. Now, it seemed that all this had come to nothing with the appearance of these four old men.
How could he not hate them? But he had to do so because of the situation. After all, the other party was a late-stage demon king, and there were four of them at once. Even if he had great abilities, he was still no match for them. Otherwise, with his mentality, how could he do so easily
Even though this is just a thought left by the Saint Tianyi, but with just this thought, countless late-stage demon kings can be killed. The Saint and the late-stage demon king are two completely different concepts.
A person who is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao can call upon the power of the Heavenly Dao at any time and use the power of heaven to target individuals. Who in the world can stop him? This is also the reason why the four old men knelt in panic in the void after touching this aura.
There are countless creatures in the spiritual world, almost trillions, and there are countless of them. There may be countless powerful demon kings in the late stage, and even powerful people in the late stage of the Dao Transformation Realm, but there can only be nine Saint Lords.
They have been reborn and in harmony with the Way of Heaven. They are no longer just cultivators, but representatives of the Way of Heaven. As long as the Way of Heaven lasts forever, they will be immortal.
“I beg the Saint… Saint to spare my life!” After the four Saints appeared, they actually had a lively conversation with Feng Qingyang. Even a fool could understand that they obviously had a special relationship.
"You are not going to die, but you can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of living..."