But at this moment, a cold snort was heard, and the silent Xuan Luo finally showed an expression on his face. Although he looked gloomy, the murderous aura in him was almost condensed into substance.
The moment he raised his head, he gently stretched out one hand forward, and the small cultivation star in his hand rose into the air on its own, breaking away from his control, and slammed into Feng Qingyang's outstretched hand and the twisted storm.
It was a simple collision, without any fancy moves, but a moment later, it set off a huge storm, causing the void in all directions to change again, the world to distort, and the illusions to become more and more intertwined.
At the moment of the collision, this world covered the void and buried the whole world. The area thousands of feet in radius was rumbling, and endless clouds were rolling.
The mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sun and the moon shone together, and the small cultivation star that appeared at this time seemed to have turned into a vast bright moon. The light it emitted should have been cold, but now it was extremely dazzling.
The dazzling world was rumbled with a sudden roar. The overwhelming bloodshed caused Feng Qingyang's right hand to tremble suddenly. He was actually shaken away hundreds of feet and changed direction in an instant.
Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, and the light in them almost pierced the sky. He snorted coldly, and the green halo that was shaken away suddenly roared.
In just a blink of an eye, the green halo that was shaken away suddenly twisted. What was originally a tidal-like collision turned into a stream in an instant, and turned into a green evil dragon with a roar.
At the same time, Feng Qingyang opened his third eye, and the power of the curse surged. Relying on the powerful aura on his body, he appeared almost at the moment the aura of the curse appeared.
The green evil dragon in the sky suddenly turned into pitch black, like a deep whirlpool, which was particularly eye-catching. It looked at the small cultivation star in the void and crashed into it with a loud bang.
"You are just a divine soul, yet you dare to play tricks in front of me? How can you suppress me? How can you prevent me from breaking the formation? Tell me, what is your reason?"
Feng Qingyang was in mid-air, and his voice boomed, echoing across heaven and earth like thunder. A green evil dragon roared down ferociously, and from a distance it looked like a green dragon swallowing a pearl.
It was unclear whether it was the blue evil dragon or Feng Qingyang's consciousness that was controlling it. When the blue evil dragon touched the small cultivation star, boom boom boom boom!
Continuous roars and loud noises rose up, as if to distort the world. The force of vibration was like ripples, echoing and shaking in all directions.
That was the sound of the void shattering. Under the touch of the blue evil dragon, it had already been shattered and twisted. There was no deafening sound, only a silent collapse.
Even though Xuan Luo was once a "semi-saint" level existence, but... Feng Qingyang is, after all, the most heaven-defying existence throughout the ages. Adhering to the Taoism of Hou Zun, in a sense, Feng Qingyang's bloodline and existence almost surpass Xuan Luo.
There was no suspense in this battle. When Feng Qingyang sacrificed the Soul Devourer, the result was already decided, even though Xuan Luo was still noncommittal about it.
Under this deafening roar, the rotating small cultivation star suddenly changed. Xuan Luo clearly saw that the small cultivation star that had almost turned into a world was showing signs of collapse.
This collapse was not caused by external force, but by a powerful will from Feng Qingyang. The existence of this will was enough to destroy everything. Even if it could not, it could at least wipe out the soul.
Cracks appeared from the void. Although the rotating small cultivation star made a cracking sound, it did not split immediately. However, at the moment when the cracks in the void appeared.
A strange purple light emanated from the small cultivation star, as well as an extremely evil aura. The eerie light, accompanied by a hair-raising aura, filled every inch of the void.
As soon as you look up, you can see that the sky above has turned into a strange world. The deep purple makes people feel cold and fearful in their hearts when they take a look at it. It is not fear, but a kind of disgust.
"This color actually makes me feel a strange sense of fear... What on earth is this purple crack... Just a wisp of spreading aura makes people feel terrified. If it spreads completely, wouldn't it be able to destroy the world?"
Feng Qingyang looked deeply at the changes in the sky, his inner shock had already reached an intensified point. When the void was full of cracks, from thousands of feet in the sky, it was like a purple Milky Way slowly descending. It did not fall to the ground silently, but after falling, it turned into a rumbling aftersound. Feng Qingyang floated between heaven and earth with a calm expression, but he still could not hide the solemnity in his heart.
The void in front of him had already collapsed into countless pieces, and the purple light that filled the cracks collided with the green halo emitted by Feng Qingyang with an unstoppable trend.
The two fought fiercely, as if the two worlds were constantly colliding. Feng Qingyang and Xuan Luo were both staring straight into the void, watching the two rays of light intertwining and fighting against each other.
"If I were not a spirit now, and if you did not have a soul devourer, do you think you would be my opponent?"
"I've changed my mind. If you leave now and swear not to tell anyone what you know now, I will let you go. What do you think?"
Feng Qingyang looked normal, but something suddenly happened in his heart. Although he could challenge Xuan Luo and contend with him by means of the Soul Devourer, it was not an upright method after all.
Besides, the other party is a powerful man after all. He has fallen into such a state just to survive. There is no right or wrong in this, it’s just a difference in standpoints.
"How can I believe you?" Feng Qingyang laughed softly. His originally silent and depressed expression suddenly became relaxed after Xuan Luo said this.
His heart was relieved and turned into lightness. His lightness undoubtedly infected Xuan Luo subconsciously. However, his words also made Xuan Luo fall silent again.
After all, he had nothing that could make the other party excited. Over countless years, his powerful magic weapons had long been turned into fragments under the erosion of time. If there was one most precious thing, it would be only one thing. Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and locked his eyes on the small cultivation star in the sky.
Feng Qingyang understood what he meant. He could naturally guess what Xuan Luo was thinking at the moment. However, what he wanted was not the small cultivation star. After all, that was Xuan Luo's natal magic weapon.
If he is really resurrected in the future, he will surely be able to use this item to compete for the position of the Holy Lord. Moreover, the catastrophe is approaching now, the way of heaven has long been in chaos, and the nine Holy Lords who stabilize the four directions cannot spare any energy to interfere with what is happening in the spiritual world now.
Therefore, everything is possible. How could Feng Qingyang not understand all this? If he pushed the other party too hard, he might really fall into a dilemma!