Zhan Taiyu has always fantasized about the moment when he becomes the patriarch.
At that time, there were naturally countless resources and beauties coming before him, and he enjoyed music and dance every night. It can be said that he reached the peak of his life.
Now, his cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of the Demon King. If he can obtain the position of clan leader, he can naturally rely on the family's resources to directly strive for the late stage of the Demon King.
Thinking of this, Zhan Taiyu became even more ecstatic. If Feng Qingyang had not come out yet, he would have wanted to surrender to him immediately.
The interests of the family are nothing, what matters is your own interests!
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In the Xuanluo illusion array, Feng Qingyang distorted the rules of the place, but it did not mean that he could break out of the array immediately. After all, the array had not yet dismantled itself.
"Those who destroy my Xuanluo should be punished by death!" But at this moment, the originally calm void suddenly trembled, and the distorted rules collapsed after a moment.
At that moment, an extremely sharp roar was heard, the void flickered continuously, and a figure instantly appeared in the sky. It was impossible to see what the figure was, but one could feel the terrifying power within it.
The murderous aura that came over him was enough to almost overwhelm the Demon King in the late stage. An indescribable feeling immediately appeared in his heart. Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank and he thought to himself that this was a tricky thing.
He pulled himself back, but instantly felt an extremely strong resistance. Looking back, he saw that the illusion world that had just begun to change slowly not long ago had already changed slightly.
Everything depends on human efforts, but the changes at this time made him feel a kind of human-made power. This power was clearly not the power contained in the formation itself, but someone was secretly controlling the changes in the formation.
As this life spread, the fierce killing was so strong that it almost pungent. Feng Qingyang's body shook violently as he retreated, and the obstacle that originally blocked his body actually appeared to be a little bit solid.
The so-called materialization actually means that this visit to the world has completely lost the control of the original environment and has completely become a human attack.
Otherwise, such a situation would never occur. Feng Qingyang knew it very well, and thought to himself that in addition to the two old men from the outside world, there must be another super powerful person in charge of this formation.
But who exactly was in charge here was not something he could guess, considering the expressions of the two old men behind him after he entered.
A murderous intent suddenly surged in Feng Qingyang's heart. If someone wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, as long as he was not dead, he would definitely turn that person upside down in the future, no matter who he was or which powerful force he belonged to.
In fact, Feng Qingyang already had the answer in his heart. When he closed his eyes, Zhan Taiyu's face flashed before his eyes, and a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Perhaps, without taking action myself, I can find out the person who secretly put me to death, and his end will definitely be very miserable.
Having said that, he is now facing unprecedented danger. If it weren't for his fast speed and strong body, the previous obstruction would have completely collapsed and dispersed.
Feng Qingyang frowned, a strange look flashed in his eyes. Looking at the figure rushing towards him, he gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed forward with his retreating body.
He was confident in his body. No one could match him except the Half-Saint. Not even the powerful Demon King in the late stage could match him. He was gambling and making a huge bet with his own body.
If he is lucky enough not to die, he will definitely have the strength to defeat this figure, but if the opponent does not change at all, it means that he will die here.
In the silence, there was a surge like a volcanic eruption. He grabbed forward with both hands, then suddenly pulled behind him. In an instant, his body, which was already as fast as a stream of light, turned into lightning.
The blood demon stretched out his giant hand, covering the sky and the sun. After this giant hand came out, the void quickly turned blood red, enveloping Feng Qingyang, like a top demon god.
Although he was gambling, he was not a fool after all, so he would naturally launch tentative attacks. Just like now, he took the lead in using his magical powers, hoping to shake the figure that was quickly closing the distance between them.
Even if this magical power cannot do anything to the opponent, at least there will be a result, and that result is exactly the judgment and affirmation that Feng Qingyang needs.
A huge hand appeared across the sky, like a row of mountains and seas, with the power of turning the sun and the moon upside down suddenly covering up, turning the sky in all directions into blood red. The surging blood energy and the visible lines on the palm brought out this magical power to the limit.
But at the moment when the two came into contact, the big palm suddenly twisted, and the originally violent fluctuations of magic power stopped in an instant. Not only that, after a brief prohibition, it suddenly collapsed.
The blood demon's palm, as big as a hill, rotted quickly after it touched the figure, just within two breaths. The incredibly fast speed was so weird that Feng Qingyang was caught off guard.
Not only that, the rotten palm also caused the void in all directions to collapse like broken fragments, and at the last moment, it was reduced to ashes with a loud bang.
Feng Qingyang thought to himself that it was not good. The power contained in the other party was too strange. If he rashly made physical contact with him, he would probably suffer too much trauma.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. At this moment, the distance between the two of them had been infinitely shortened, and the other party could almost see the pores on Feng Qingyang's body.
But his figure was still shrouded in darkness, and no expression could be seen. Despite this, it still gave Feng Qingyang a strong sense of oppression.
This kind of oppression was so cold that the hairs all over his body stood up in an instant. He felt like a frightened bird, but it was not fear. Instead, the impending crisis made his whole body in a state of excitement.
"I don't believe that you, a cunning man like you, dare to kill me so easily." Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, with a ferocious look on his face.
There was a kind of madness and a fearless rage in his ferocious look, and almost at the moment when the big palm was about to shatter, he turned his palm into a fist and punched it straight into the opponent's face.
One punch, one world. This punch of his directly created the phantoms of three worlds. Human power cannot defeat nature, but it can challenge it.
The arrival of the three great worlds, although just an illusion, also had an extremely strong world power, carrying its own 399,990,000 kilograms of strength, and suddenly exploded at the moment of contact.
At that moment, Feng Qingyang clearly felt a strange power spreading into his body through the fist. Even so, the black shadow was twisted for a moment under this punch. Although it did not collapse, it was successfully suppressed by Feng Qingyang.
"No matter who you are, don't even think about killing me, Feng Qingyang, because you don't have the qualifications!"
Ps: I was in the hospital today. My wife was about to give birth and was still waiting. I was too busy and upset. I may not write well. Please forgive me.