Feng Qingyang murmured, he didn't know how far the ten-foot-wide passage would extend. For him, promoting blood circulation was nothing, but for the group of monks behind him, it was an invisible chasm standing in front of them.
Maybe they could pass, but even if they did, the price they paid would be extremely tragic. Who among them had ever brought a supreme Taoist weapon? Or was it that their cultivation was already strong enough to be on par with Feng Qingyang
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang smiled secretly again, thinking that he had thought too simply. If there really was something that could give birth to a small world, it would probably not be cannon fodder like them who would come now, but the super powerful people who sat in charge of the family.
He moved forward step by step, and with every step he took he felt pressure from all directions. This phenomenon made him feel as if he had returned to some of the secret realms of heaven and earth that he had experienced before.
Most of them are similar, but not exactly the same. Although there is pressure here, this pressure also contains resistance from heaven and earth.
This resistance is like water flowing to lower places. The rules contained in the great way do not mean that you can reverse the world and make the river flow backwards just because you have great magical powers.
Every step you take will bring about a state of mind of heaven and earth. Only by fully understanding it can you move forward as quickly as possible and reduce the pressure from heaven and earth.
After too much time, Feng Qingyang came to the edge of the second barrier. Although he couldn't see it, he could already feel it. It was a kind of pressure that reached its limit, and it reached a peak value.
Within the plain, almost all the demon cultivators from the Western Holy City focused their eyes on Feng Qingyang at this moment, looking at the figure standing between heaven and earth.
But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the void. After the roar, the earth shook violently towards both ends, and a huge crack appeared on the ground.
The ground swayed, and an ancient and vicissitudes of life sound of heaven and earth appeared. This sound was just caused by the friction or shaking of heaven and earth, but after it appeared, it actually turned into a kind of music.
Like the sound of Tao, the sound of the great Dao of heaven and earth, the sea of clouds in the sky gradually refracted a light golden light, and the rolling mist rolled quickly, soon turning into a golden quilt.
It was supposed to take shape like this, but everyone was disappointed. The moment the golden quilt appeared, it suddenly began to wrinkle, and after it began to wrinkle, it began to twist.
Under the interweaving of the sound of Tao, phantoms appeared on the flat sky. Each phantom was angular and the rumbling sound was endless. The changes in heaven and earth made every sound collide violently in the sky, and there was a stirring sound of the Tao.
In addition to them, Feng Qingyang and the two monks walking in front of him all heard the sound of Tao that resounded throughout the universe. They stopped and looked towards the source of the sound.
As soon as the sound came out, the golden light curtain folds were seen, converging and squeezing towards the center from all directions, and soon a huge vortex appeared. The vortex was so big that it covered the sky and almost occupied the entire sky. Even if it was far away, one could still clearly feel the most obvious changes in the heaven and earth.
After the vortex was formed, it drove the wind and clouds in all directions, rotating slowly like a gear, making a rumbling sound like thunder. Not only that, lightning flashed and echoed all around, and countless bright lights were like nimble little snakes, wandering around the sky, circling and growing stronger.
"What's this?"
Everyone exclaimed in shock, and some were even shocked on the spot. For the demon cultivators, the impact of such changes in heaven and earth was even greater. After all, compared to humans, the demon cultivators had to endure much stronger pressure under the might of heaven.
Feng Qingyang stood still, looking at the shaking sky and the wrinkled void above him. The world, like ripples, spread out layer by layer, and then echoed in all directions.
The storm that was stirred up was almost visible to the naked eye, echoing in the rolling mountains in all directions. It formed into a storm almost instantly, sweeping across the world, uprooting large trees, and causing the ground to tremble continuously.
Countless demon cultivators had fear on their faces. The pressure and thunder from heaven and earth were the scenes they least wanted to see. Countless cultivators with low cultivation or average mental states, in addition to fear, had a hint of awe in their eyes, and they almost worshiped towards the sky.
"Could it be that the changes here are also caused by my appearance, which triggered the changes in heaven and earth?" Feng Qingyang was stunned, looking at the spinning vortex, countless thoughts flashed through his delicate mind in an instant.
There is no smoke without fire. These changes in the world would not occur without reason. There is only one possibility, that is, it is because of the triggering of the medium, the unique aura touched certain rules of the void.
The roar lasted for more than half an hour. When it finally took shape, it turned into the most refined and powerful magic power in the world, forcibly distorting the golden light curtain.
After gradually stacking up, it finally turned into a door. This door was different from ordinary doors. It had three layers, which decreased in size upwards, and looked like a pyramid.
The door was shining with golden light and was tightly closed. There were windows of pavilions on it. The door did not appear on the ground, but cast a reflection. The place where the reflection was located just confirmed where Feng Qingyang and everyone else were on the ground.
The reflection of the golden gate in the void would appear every hundred feet. At this moment, everyone's minds were clear and they almost understood the meaning of what was happening.
It seems that there is no need to wander around aimlessly like a headless fly, but instead they have found the direction. The cultivators who can cultivate to such a level are not fools. Although their states of mind are different, they can at least understand the changes that have occurred.
"If my guess is correct, if you want to go through, you have to open the reflection of the golden door projected on the ground!" Zhan Taiyu said loudly. He was more or less unhappy because Feng Qingyang stole the limelight.
But now he had spoken the truth, attracting the attention of countless people. Even Miss Ling, who had always disliked him, was a little surprised. Although her eyes did not change at all when she looked at him, she was actually a little shocked.
"Brother Zhan, why do you say that?" Someone was dissatisfied and naturally wanted to undermine him, so he asked in a suspicious voice.
Zhan Taiyu sneered, looking at the person who was speaking with disdain, thinking that the two of them had quite a grudge against each other, "Don't you see that the place where each door appears is exactly where they stopped? And you said at the beginning that you can't go any further than a hundred feet, so now look at the location of the first door!"
Everyone looked when they heard the sound, their eyes focused on a place a hundred feet away. As expected, they had not noticed it before, but now it seems to be just as Zhan Taiyu said.
"Let's go now without delay! We can't let them get ahead of us!"