"How can we help him with his disaster?" Qian Shangli suddenly remembered a sentence the city lord said to him a long time ago. At that time, he didn't care and just smiled indifferently, but now thinking about it, all these have become true.
"One day, you will become the last few people in the entire spirit world... At that time... you will be hope!"
Feng Qingyang's life was full of ups and downs. There was no real peaceful life. No matter whether it was the world of cultivation or the spiritual world, every time he arrived in a strange place, there was always countless fights. He was like a catkin floating in the void, swaying in the wind, looking at the land below where he could never take root. Even if he landed accidentally, he would gradually rise in the next breeze.
The reason why he often imagines himself as a willow catkin is because he has no roots and no home. His roots are in the distant starry sky. How can a person who is a stranger to this world truly take root here
"Is it just because this is a strange world that I am suppressed like this? Maybe I am not a person of innate wisdom, but because of my origins... Maybe others don't know, but you... will you pretend not to know?" Feng Qingyang sighed softly, looking up at the broken sky, as if he could see through the heaven and earth at a glance, reaching the deepest heaven.
And just as he sighed, the power of the boundary bead in his body suddenly became like an overwhelming tidal wave, and ripples appeared on his body. There was a sense of disapproval in those ripples, but what was even stronger was stubbornness.
No one can understand that stubbornness, it can only burn quietly in the dark, like a flower, silently blooming in the wind and snow. No matter what kind of hardships it goes through, it will not wither easily.
Looking back, there was a glimmer of nostalgia in his eyes for the people outside the five-colored divine light, even though there were only a few of them, as well as Zhu Xuezhu and others whom he released at the critical moment.
"It's time to make a decision!" Feng Qingyang murmured. Looking at each person, a memory would appear in his mind, reminding him of the past. He would always immerse himself in it unconsciously, recalling the ups and downs of life, feeling the tragic grandeur of not shedding tears easily, the tenderness of holding a beauty in his arms, and... the regret that he would never forget.
"I thought about it, maybe I shouldn't lose!" He seemed to be saying this to himself, or as if he was saying it to the will of heaven at the moment. The Dantian in his body was spinning rapidly.
The originally intertwined forces of rules seemed to be burned by a fire, presenting an unprecedented fusion. The two world rules finally merged into one, completely changing his Dantian. The Green Lotus of Creation sat in it, making it lively amidst the withering silence, as if... there was a possibility of evolving the heaven and earth here.
A roar echoed and swirled in this world. The sky seemed to be torn apart. The cracks were intertwined, and there came a breath that Feng Qingyang had never felt before, as if it did not belong to this starry sky at all.
He stepped out, without the previous heaviness or melancholy. When he stepped out, there was only a sense of indifference and confidence on his face.
The five-colored divine light seemed to be turning the heaven and earth upside down, and began to shrink violently with Feng Qingyang as the center. The earth-shaking visual impact made everyone in the four directions slightly stunned.
It seems that Feng Qingyang has not changed at all, but in their eyes, he is perhaps at his most terrifying at this moment. His indifferent expression has a kind of tranquility, but this tranquility is like a calm sea. In fact, it has already reached the peak of undercurrents.
A loud bang could not cover up the roar that penetrated his body. He raised his leg and took a step forward. As his foot landed, a beam of light fell from the void and merged with it just after he took a step forward.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
"Okay!" Feng Qingyang nodded, with a faint smile on his face, arrogant and domineering, unstoppable arrogance, long hair flying, he strolled out, leisurely walking in a garden, as if he was walking in his own back garden.
When he came to Qian Shangli's side, he saw all these senior brothers for the first time. His eyes were filled with joy. There was no strangeness in his brows, only a feeling of being touched.
It took a lot of courage for them to come here without hesitation when he was facing the enemy of the whole world. He glanced at everyone one by one, and suddenly he felt a warmth and an impulse.
After walking up to him, he gave him a bear hug. This kind of action is rare in this world and almost impossible to happen. Even if it happens, it is only among some ruffians.
Qian Shangli remained silent. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still felt the deep joy in Feng Qingyang's heart. However, within this joy, there was also an indescribable sadness.
Walking past them one by one, Feng Qingyang came to Mo Qianxiao's side. He suddenly laughed strangely and said, "Senior Sister, if I hug you, someone might skin me alive." As he said that, he looked at someone with ill intentions. It was not until the person's face turned red that Feng Qingyang slowly walked past.
"Wait for me!" After leaving these words, Zhu Xuezhu, Di Xianxian and others all nodded. Over countless years, they have developed a kind of trust in Feng Qingyang.
"Are you here to kill me?" Immediately, he walked forward with a domineering attitude. This time, there was no blessing of the five-colored divine light, but there was an indescribable power, so that everyone was silent and did not dare to cross the line.
Looking at the murderous intent in everyone's eyes, Feng Qingyang finally sighed again. He didn't want to kill anyone, but he was forced to kill countless people. He couldn't even count how many there were.
The way of heaven is unpredictable. After he walked out, the settled thunder could no longer be suppressed. Thousands of ways roared, and the three thousand ways of heaven in the spiritual world intertwined to form three thousand phantoms. No one could see their faces, but one could see the weapons and murderous intent within them.
The figure swayed, carrying with him the aura of the master of the ups and downs of the great road. Hundreds of thousands of sword beams descended from the sky. Those were sword beams derived from rules, destroying the heaven and earth, and their powerful aura could destroy countless powerful men in an instant, and they went straight to Feng Qingyang.
"With all the ways resonating together, it's actually like this. This time, he will be killed by Heaven without us having to take any action to overcome his calamity as a king." An ancient emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, if it weren't for the will imposed by the rules of Heaven, some of them really didn't want to become enemies with Feng Qingyang.
There were bursts of exclamations, people were extremely shocked, and the demon cultivators were even more shocked. This earth-shattering sword light made them all pale. You know, the demons have a natural fear of thunder, not to mention that this is derived from the rules of heaven? It was just the beginning, so it was so terrifying, what would happen next
Feng Qingyang remained calm, the rules of the world intertwined on his body, which were derived from his Dantian. The collision of rules should be countered by rules!