"What a clever banshee!" Feng Qingyang thought to himself, then his face darkened and his cold eyes stared back like lightning.
At that moment, their eyes intertwined in the void for a moment. With a bang, everyone seemed to hear a faint roar, and after the roar, a cracking sound was heard.
It was as if the void had frozen in an instant, heavy snow was falling, and a freezing cold suddenly appeared in everyone's heart. They all shuddered and turned their heads away, not daring to look him in the face again.
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, retracted his gaze, looked at Miss Ling meaningfully, but did not speak. Instead, he turned around and raised his hand to punch. This time, he still used violence to break open the golden door projected from the sky.
His body flashed slightly, and he entered another level of the passage with a whistling sound. As he went away, the expression of Miss Ling on the spot finally changed. The original cunning and agility disappeared in an instant, replaced by deepness and solemnity. She was not afraid, but felt horrified by Feng Qingyang's coldness and ruthlessness.
No one has ever treated her like this in her life, no matter if they are family members or outsiders. Even when she is walking in the human world, she is still the moon surrounded by stars.
No matter where she is, she has a large number of suitors, because she is a spirit. The spirits are not a family of the Western Holy City, but a super family that is above the whole region. The spirits can be found in almost every big city in the demon territory.
And now, when she saw the almost ruthless look in Feng Qingyang's eyes, at that moment, she suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart, but after this loss appeared, her eyes blossomed with a moving color, as if at this moment, she truly saw Feng Qingyang in her eyes.
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At this time, Feng Qingyang, after opening the barrier and moving forward again, found that his corner was actually in a different place. They were obviously all within the passage, but the actual position was many miles different from before.
Looking at the two demon men who were ahead of him, at this moment, he finally understood why they were not walking one after the other, but side by side. It seemed that this flashing door was a dividing ridge. After it was opened, the boundary they stepped into was in another direction.
Feng Qingyang sighed, and thought to himself that the world was ever-changing, and infinite mysteries were spawned from it. He suddenly understood that the great supernatural powers of mankind were also generated by watching the changes in the world.
Almost immediately after his foot landed, a faint light suddenly appeared around his body. The light was like a lantern, rising out of thin air and moving forward in parallel in the passage.
For a moment, a strange and gloomy aura came, and the feeling was extremely shocking. If Feng Qingyang had not originally belonged to the dark side, he would have been horrified when this gloomy feeling came. Although it was terrifying, the dim light illuminated the passage in front of him.
Looking back, he saw Miss Ling still standing where he had stood before, seemingly thinking about how to crack the problem, while the two people on his four sides walked forward for a distance again, as if they had made another breakthrough.
When he withdrew his gaze, the things in front of him changed rapidly, becoming dark and terrifying. It turned out that the passage each of them saw was different. After crossing the dividing ridge, they faced different paths. He just didn't know what the two people ahead of him were experiencing now. Was it as gloomy and terrifying as the one he was experiencing
After seeing the surroundings clearly, Feng Qingyang's eyes widened and he looked at them in trance. He took another step forward, and a gust of cold wind blew past his ears, along with a faint roar that could be heard.
He saw that in the passages around him, in the places illuminated by the dim light, there were countless ancient paintings engraved. If a more appropriate explanation was required, they would be totems.
The pictures engraved on the walls of the passage were countless strange monster statues, resembling flying dragons, which were obviously... "Jiaolong!" Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his forward steps paused in an instant.
Each of these dragons is lifelike, with ferocious expressions, as if they want to soar into the sky and fly out of the wall. The strong visual impact is enough to make anyone who sees it sigh and be shocked.
At the end of this passage, there is another door, but this time it is not a barrier projected by the sky, but a real stone door. However, if you turn your eyes elsewhere, you can't see it, but as long as you look forward, you will find that there is an ancient stone door, as if it has stood there for countless years, exuding a sense of vicissitudes and the withering and decay after the passage of time.
It was as if time and space were reversed, from recent times back to ancient times. The years that had passed were actually displayed in this small passage. Behind the stone door, the end of Feng Qingyang's sight was blocked here.
And on this stone gate, which is the end of the passage, light is released in the direction of the stone gate. On the stone gate, there is a ferocious dragon head.
The dragon head stared straight at Feng Qingyang, and the engraved eyes seemed to have spirit. Under the illumination of the dim light, it seemed as if it was about to come alive immediately.
Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment, then raised his foot and walked forward. He knew that the real test was not in the passage, but on the stone gate at the end.
After a while, he came to the end, which was the direction of the stone gate. He slowly raised his hand, and for some reason he wanted to reach out and touch the ferocious dragon's head. He raised his right hand, thought for a moment, and then pressed it up.
"Reverse time and space, trace back to the source..." Feng Qingyang murmured, and he finally understood that the situation of the world here might really be able to give birth to a small world.
The so-called small world is actually a naturally occurring space. In this space, its properties are somewhat similar to those of a boundary bead. It is chaotic and filled with countless treasures, but it is fixed in place, not like Feng Qingyang's boundary bead, which can be carried around.
"It would be strange if a small world could not be born in such a situation." Feng Qingyang said to himself, touching the dragon's head with his hand. It was cold and soft, and countless images flashed through every corner of his mind like flashbulbs.
At this moment, the mixed-feathered bird sleeping on the shoulder seemed to sense something, and its closed eyelids trembled like stones, as if it would open at any time. Moreover, even the snake girl sleeping in the boundary bead was trembling slightly all over, as if she was about to wake up under the impact of this breath.
The images and ancient sounds echoing in his mind seemed to have come from eternity and remained in reality. The moment they faded away, Feng Qingyang's mind suddenly shook.
A powerful force came from the stone gate, like a bloody mouth opening wide, wanting to swallow everything he touched!