But at the moment when the two of them actually came into contact, Feng Qingyang's whole body shook again. This time it was not as violent a collision as before, but more like a dragonfly skimming the water.
When the fist touched the black shadow, the opponent suddenly turned into a pool of stagnant water, like a bone-eating maggot, entwined his palm, and entered his body with a whoosh.
Just as the stagnant water transformed by the black shadow was completely absorbed by Feng Qingyang, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of comfort despite his shock.
It was as if a person's soul had flown into the sky, or more like a fish entering the sea and swimming freely in the water. The exuberant feeling of comfort almost made Feng Qingyang faint.
This feeling made him extremely obsessed. Almost at the moment it appeared, he briefly forgot where he was. It was so fascinating that he couldn't extricate himself.
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This is not a human figure at all; it is clearly a poisonous being that has transformed into a human form. No wonder we can't see its face. But if it is a poisonous being, then the other party does have the aura of a late-stage demon king.
"This is... what happened!" Feng Qingyang bit his tongue and used the pain that appeared at that moment to force himself to regain consciousness. Although his consciousness was possessed, the comfortable trembling in his body did not weaken at all.
This feeling made his body obsessed, and even his soul was shaken. He wanted to be trapped in this refreshing feeling forever and not let it go so easily.
"What kind of poison is this? Is it another illusion in Xuanluo's magic array?" At this moment, he almost forgot whether he was awake or asleep.
Whether he was in the formation or had already lost himself in the endless illusion, he subconsciously told himself not to indulge in it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
After a long time, Feng Qingyang slapped his chest with his palm. The powerful palm force temporarily stopped the comfortable feeling in an instant. Although it stopped, it did not dispel it.
He could feel very clearly that the comfortable feeling was almost sticking to his bones, making him unable to stop and wanting to completely indulge in it and fly freely.
His changes obviously did not escape the eyes of the two old men sitting in the outside world. They saw that the Xuanluo formation was on the verge of breaking, but it stabilized again at the critical moment.
Not only that, an extremely terrifying aura emanated from the formation, which was enough to make both of them feel goosebumps all over.
Almost at the moment when this breath appeared, they discovered the changes in the Xuanluo formation. If the previous illusion formation had a touch of ethereality, it seemed as vast as the heaven and earth.
Now, this formation has spirituality. This so-called spirituality does not mean that a formation spirit has been born in the formation, but that someone is forcibly changing the Xuanluo formation with a powerful will.
They wanted to stop it. After all, there were more than just Feng Qingyang taking the test. There were also hundreds of prospective guests from the Zhan Tai family, although none of them could break through the trouble of the illusion array.
But after all, he is the future thug and cannon fodder of the Zhan Tai family. If he dies now, it would be a lie to say that I don't feel sad. After all, once you become a guest of the Zhan Tai family, you will enjoy many resources of the family and the offerings of countless weak forces.
Moreover, there was another person in the formation who made them extremely worried. This person was none other than the one who had entered with an extremely domineering attitude just before—Feng Qingyang.
Even though they didn't like Feng Qingyang, and even though they wanted to teach him a lesson, the talent and strength he displayed made them extremely excited.
If he died in the illusion array, apart from other things, the two of them would undoubtedly be the most heartbroken. After all, they were the ones who witnessed and personally discovered Feng Qingyang's potential.
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"This feeling..." Feng Qingyang was gradually losing control of his body. Suddenly, he soared into the air with a whoosh and flew around like a headless fly.
Almost at the moment he appeared, countless people suddenly appeared in front of him. All of these people had murderous intent on their faces, and they all stared at him viciously.
The person who took the lead was Zhan Taiyu, whom Feng Qingyang had once planned to help. A hint of doubt flashed through his mind, but the doubt only lasted for a short time before it was overwhelmed by the comfortable feeling in his body.
He was almost intoxicated again. His body was swaying around in the air, which slightly reduced the strange feeling of comfort, but now countless people appeared in front of him.
They blocked Feng Qingyang's way, and in just that simple moment, Feng Qingyang felt the pressure surge like a tide, his body swayed, and he almost fell from the void.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, he retained the last bit of clarity, looking at the people coming at him aggressively, and an incomparable anger suddenly surged in his heart.
The emergence of this anger made the murderous intent in him even stronger. Not only that, even the strong feeling of comfort was instantly faded under this fierce murderous intent.
Although the feeling of comfort faded, it successfully ignited another anger in his heart. At the moment when Feng Qingyang was confused, the expression on his face changed suddenly.
If he still showed reluctance before, then his expression had completely turned into a ferocious one. Under his ferocious look, he let out a strange and harsh laugh.
He shook his body and rushed towards the crowd in front of him. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill. Killing these people in front of him was the only way to release the murderous intent in his heart.
Wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river and screams were heard everywhere, but the strange thing was that Feng Qingyang's soul did not become confused, but his body actually felt real pleasure in this bloody killing.
Especially the expression on his face, which was even more weird, and he almost turned into another person. However, this person was obviously not the crazy Feng Qingyang, but someone else.
But no one knew who it was. However, the other party was able to temporarily control Feng Qingyang's body through alternative means, which was extremely powerful.
"Am I... in an illusion, or am I really in danger?" Feng Qingyang closed his sea of consciousness and allowed his body to be slaughtered like a storm.
"No... If I continue to indulge myself, I will not only fall into a true hallucination, but I will also suffer fatal trauma."
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his sea of consciousness. At the moment when the feeling of comfort swept through his soul, he barely controlled the last ray of consciousness and slammed it into his chest.
Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his hand fell from his chest. After it fell, one could clearly see the broken skin and the blood flowing into the pillar.
Although he was seriously injured by his own harm, the severe pain suppressed the feeling of comfort in his body to a corner, and at this moment, he became conscious again, clearer than ever before.