"Kill!" When this word cut through the sky for the fourth time, bringing with it the ancient vicissitudes and power that fell into Feng Qingyang's ears, the four directions of the void where he was located had already completely collapsed. The dissipated eyeballs condensed in an instant and spun at an extremely fast speed. Wherever they passed, the shattered void began to twist again in a moment, sweeping in front of Feng Qingyang at an unparalleled speed.
"Who can match this supreme will? Only those who are at the same level and have comprehended this will can compete with it!" Feng Qingyang's mind was shaken, and the shock from his soul almost made his blood boil.
Blood was gushing out of the corners of his mouth, as if he was being treated with complete disregard for money, and his whole body was severely injured. However, at the same time as he was injured, a kind of enlightenment grew in his heart. This enlightenment was his understanding of the path he would practice in the future, and it helped him find an important direction for his future path, so he was no longer confused.
This was a kind of suppression on the realm level, which had already exceeded the scope of his ability to fight across realms. It was like under the Saint Lord, everything was like an ant. There was obviously only a difference of one major realm in terms of perception, but such a small gap was enough to determine everything. The former could kill countless such powerful beings, even "half-saint" level strongmen, with just a glance.
Feng Qingyang realized it in his heart, but at this time he had no chance of turning the tables. When the last of his will was concentrated and hit the third word "kill", he had exhausted all his trump cards.
If it were anyone else, they would have collapsed and died under this supreme will, and if he didn't have the secret treasure, he would have died without a burial place.
But this is not a desperate situation. Perhaps in the eyes of others he is doomed to die, even he himself thinks so. But at the moment when everyone thinks he is about to fall, his body rushes forward, and unexpectedly crashes into the place where the small world collapses. He turns into starlight and disappears in an instant.
He-dead? No! He's not dead!
The White-browed Demon Lord stared at the crack in the void. He never thought that Feng Qingyang was so brave that he dared to use his broken body to directly touch the crack of the collapsed small world.
You know, even he didn't have the courage, because the power fluctuations caused by the collapse of the small world almost led to the distortion of time. It was a kind of time acceleration that could deprive people of their lives. Although the demons have a long lifespan, how can they withstand the erosion of the long river of time
Others may not know why he has white hair and a youthful face but white eyebrows, but he knows it in his heart. It is because he once again accidentally touched the forbidden area of the flow of time, which deprived him of nearly one-third of his lifespan. But it was also because of this that his cultivation became stronger. It can be said to be a blessing in disguise.
This is why he wanted to stay here. Years of research made him understand that only by using the flushing of blood and energy can the flow of time be temporarily slowed down. It can be said that the news that a crack causing the collapse of the small world was found here was something he could spread.
Because of this, he was able to attract so many cultivators to come and investigate. He could just hide in the void quietly, wait for opportunities, and collect blood and energy. As long as he had enough, he could go to the crack, suppress the flow of time, and thus obtain the crystal of the world. Just when he was about to accomplish his mission, an accident occurred at the last moment. Feng Qingyang showed up and destroyed everything he had.
Although... he didn't know whether Feng Qingyang was alive or dead, he had a feeling in his heart that the other party seemed to still exist in this world. That feeling made him feel extremely uneasy, and a sense of fear spread all over his body out of nowhere.
But at the moment when Feng Qingyang sank into the crack, his fourth word "kill" followed him. This time, his will contained the peak attack of the White-browed Demon Lord.
A huge eye emerged in the void, almost wrapping up the entire collapsed cracks of the small world. The surging squeezing force covered the boundless starry sky and completely enveloped the entire world.
The roaring sound surrounded, and in the dull gaze of the Tiger King below, except for the crack in the center, the rest of the world collapsed and turned into powder. A force that was enough to destroy all things in the world continued to grow from this eyeball.
The starry sky was shaking, and the sky was trembling violently under the rotation of this eyeball. This world had already collapsed, and the breath of collapse spread for thousands of miles. Even the many demon cultivators far away in the Holy City of the West could clearly feel this terrifying breath.
In addition to fear, there was also a sense of doubt in their hearts, wondering who could allow the White-browed Demon Lord to exert such overwhelming pressure. However, looking at the direction, those who were interested suddenly realized that this was the place of today's turmoil - the place where rumors of the collapse (birth) of the small world occurred.
He couldn't tell the speed of time flowing, let alone how much time had passed. It seemed that at this moment, the so-called time was no longer time. It was clearly just a moment, but it seemed like thousands of years had passed. In Feng Qingyang's eyes, the eyeballs that were originally so powerful that they were comparable to the power of heaven in his eyes, began to dissipate and finally collapsed as they were about to approach him.
The sky rumbled, and no one could see the changes inside, but the changes in the outside world appeared in the eyes of the world. As early as when Demon Lord Bai Mo performed the second word, countless powerful people from the Western Holy City crossed the void. The scene that fell into their eyes at this moment was extremely horrifying.
The huge and boundless eyes, with a powerful indifference to all living things, released a purple light from the pupils that swept across the sky and earth, almost squeezing the crack in the center into a broken ball of light full of cracks.
"Supreme Will, this is the Supreme Will. His will is so powerful. If his physical cultivation can be broken through, could he go one step further in the late stage of the Demon King and reach the legendary "Half-Saint" level?" Someone muttered. Countless powerful men had hunted down the White-browed Demon Lord in the Western Holy City before, but now it seems that there is a huge difference between their strength and that of the other party.
The roar that shattered everything caused the heaven and earth to collapse. When the purple light shone on the center of the crack, a roar like shattering the stars suddenly spread in all directions. The supreme and terrifying pressure shattered everything. The powerful impact force directly collapsed countless pieces of land below, making it a mess. No longer could an inch of complete void and earth be seen.
A circle of awakening ripples visible to the naked eye began to spread in all directions after the purple light shone on the crack. But at this moment, a voice that was extremely angry came from the center of the crack, with a kind of domineering and contemptuous attitude, and a kind of supreme majesty, as if I was the only one in the world, and it suddenly spread out.
"If you don't break through now, when will you?!"