The suction force did not devour Feng Qingyang's body, but his will. At that moment, it seemed that the body and will were really separated. The body was outside, while the will entered the dragon's head.
The irresistible and powerful devouring force made Feng Qingyang gradually give up resisting. It was not that he compromised, but he felt something unusual in this suction.
To outsiders, especially Miss Ling who was standing behind him, they could clearly see that his body was still there with his right hand pressing on the void, but in fact, his will and his soul had long disappeared. The moment he was swallowed up, the years reversed, time went back, and Feng Qingyang had already appeared in another era.
This was an endless dark starry sky, surrounded by darkness. The only spots of light seemed to be extremely far away from him. Those faintly flickering lights were like fireflies in the dark night, and although they were dim, their existence could not be ignored.
There was a continent floating in the night sky. Feng Qingyang had a dazed look in his eyes as he quietly moved up to the continent at an extremely fast speed. It seemed that he had arrived on the continent the moment he had the thought.
The empty world was filled with dead silence. Although there was a continent, there were no living beings. At that moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt endless loneliness.
Just as he was grieving silently, a roar came from the void. What came following the sound was not a monster, but a sudden strong wind that turned the void and cut everything.
When it arrived, it had transformed into a vicious dragon. Its eyes were full of murderousness and indifference, and the single horn on its forehead was blooming smoothly.
It seems that this continent is its master. Wherever it appears, it will rise and fall for ten thousand years. Beside the dragon, there are countless lightning and endless darkness circling.
The darkness was even darker than the already dull void. It was so dark that it was like a black hole that could swallow everything. Feng Qingyang felt unable to move in this pure darkness.
The pressure from all around and the roar from the heaven and earth were constantly wearing down his fragile nerves. On the dragon's head stood a young man with a cold and ruthless gaze, filled with a sense of dominance.
Feng Qingyang looked at him, and he also looked at Feng Qingyang. Their gazes intertwined and collided in the void, generating countless powerful sparks. Almost at the moment of the collision, the snake girl in the Jiezhu world began to vibrate again.
The dragon was circling. At this moment, Feng Qingyang finally saw the endless pure black that was released in all directions. At this moment, he could see the outline. It was a huge beast.
The dragon was hovering over the beast, and on its forehead stood a young man who looked exactly like Feng Qingyang. Was he him, or was he him
"Have we met somewhere before?" Feng Qingyang broke the silence and looked at the young man in the void. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, but in the confusion, there was a dazzling light of wisdom.
When the two met, he seemed to think of something, the dragon head, the extreme pure black that blended into the dark void, and the circling dragon, and then looked at the void in all directions.
At this moment, there were changes. The sky was broken and endless blood rain was pouring down. It is said that the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood are endless, but who knows the boundless sorrow
This is the end of heaven and earth, and the end of the world. This picture seems to be a sign. In addition to the young man, there is also a girl about twelve or thirteen years old on the dragon.
On the exquisite and delicate face, the pair of big eyes had lost their former liveliness and were filled with sadness. At that moment, Feng Qingyang felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.
The pain came so suddenly and violently that it almost suffocated him. He seemed to be dying on the spot from the pain. He looked deeply at the young man on the dragon's body. A memory that he didn't know whether it was true or false came rushing back and poured into his will.
He entered here as a conscious being, so the sorrow and pain brought by that memory were unforgettable and almost heart-wrenching, as if his soul was about to collapse in this pain.
"Why have they all changed? Why... Could it be that they are the same person?!" Feng Qingyang looked ferocious, his face was distorted, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and when he looked at them again after they were bloodshot, it was really scary.
"What do you think? When you first approached them, it was a long-planned trajectory. Do you think you can really break free from fate and escape the control of destiny? Maybe you can go against the Tao, but you are in the Tao. Does that mean that your tyranny is not the Tao? Your way of killing is not the Tao
You have obviously integrated the Tao, but you don't admit your own Tao. Explain why. "The man on the dragon spoke in a deep voice, his tone was slow, full of vicissitudes after the passing of time, and the pain hidden in his tone was trembling slightly.
"My path? Mine is not the path of the spiritual world, but the path of the world in my heart. The path I take is the unique path I created." Feng Qingyang murmured, as if he was making his last struggle, but in this struggle, he was so unconfident.
"Don't think about it. You merge with me and go to another world. Only in this way can we protect them. Don't you know that I am you and you are me?"
The other Feng Qingyang patiently persuaded him, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Feng Qingyang's heart deeply. He seemed to begin to waver.
Especially when he recalled the memories in his mind, everything left him, whether it was Zhu Xuezhu or Qian Duoduo, they were actually chess pieces arranged by fate long ago, entering his world just to deprive him of his seven emotions and six desires.
"Come on, I am you. The world I am in now is the world you will walk into from now on. Don't ask me why, because my walking at the end of time is the subconscious deduction in your heart, and it can't be wrong... Come on!"
The dragon circled, swooped down, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. Almost as soon as it finished saying this, it arrived next to Feng Qingyang.
The two of them were almost indistinguishable from each other, Feng Qingyang's eyes were blurred and he was almost about to merge into the other, but at the critical moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a shock all over.
Just as the dragon was circling towards him, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, not only covering the void, but also domineeringly pulling the man off the dragon.
"Since you are me, then why do you come to merge with me? If anyone is to merge, it should be me." Feng Qingyang roared with a sinister tone. He looked at him with a terrified expression on his face, opened his mouth wide and swallowed him suddenly.
Almost at the moment of being swallowed, the sky spun and the scenery around him changed suddenly. When he came to his senses, he was back in the gloomy passage where he was standing.
"Is it a dream... or is it reality?"