The roars rose and fell, almost continuously. After resounding through the void, countless cracks appeared in an instant. Along the cracks, countless red lights appeared, completely distorting it.
That was the power of the swooping red dragon. When it collided with the outer layer of Feng Qingyang's purple light, it suddenly disintegrated and turned into thousands of tiny red dragons, which attacked again in a crazy manner.
Half an hour later, a deafening sound rose up, and the purple light beside Feng Qingyang was shattered into pieces by the impact of thousands of red dragons, but this was after all a fusion of countless murderous thoughts from the spiritual world.
It was more of a fusion than a collapse. The moment billions of murderous thoughts collapsed, a flash of purple light appeared, and at the same time, the giant swords that gathered together flashed loudly.
It was an unparalleled murderous intent condensed from the intention to kill. It flashed for just a moment, and then it swept away all the red dragons that were originally washing away. The sharp friction sound was particularly harsh. As it circled, it collided with the remaining rumble in the void again. After about a few breaths, Feng Qingyang finally stopped being silent, and rushed forward with a huge purple sword in his hand.
He only used the simplest method, the simplest violence and strength. After wiping out the little red dragon, he looked up at the vortex in the sky. The cruelty and hatred in his heart were released in an instant.
With a flip of his hand, the huge purple sword flashed in an instant, and turned into a thousand feet in almost an instant. The terrifying momentum, horrific pressure, and incomparable visual impact almost stunned everyone.
The moment the purple light touched the vortex, the roar was heard again, but this time the roar was different from the previous ones. If the previous roar shocked everyone's eardrums, then this time, it sounded in their souls!
Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, and the purple light he touched was a little dim, but it did not affect everyone. He himself had no intention of retreating, but held his head high. He looked a little arrogant, especially the faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The look of looking down on the world was truly shocking.
This momentum became stronger and stronger as he rose into the air step by step, and finally reached its peak when he was about to step into the vortex. Under this first calamity, Feng Qingyang resolutely stabbed forward with his sword.
The crowd below, Qian Shangli and Li Ge both showed admiration in their eyes. They admired Feng Qingyang's dominance. At least the brave are invincible and the benevolent are fearless. He used his own methods to shake the calamity of the king sent down by heaven.
This first tribulation may not bring about a substantial breakthrough for Feng Qingyang, but in terms of will, it is almost a leap. He has been resisting passively all along, but now, he finally takes the initiative. The difference of one word has two meanings, transforming from passive to active. This step is almost something that most cultivators cannot take in their lifetime.
"The King's Tribulations, Master once said there are seven, and three, but I don't know whether it is seven or three. This time I came here on Master's orders, and Master once said that he could resolve three of them for you, so I think there are seven of the King's Tribulations, but looking at your current state, it seems that you are enough. Only in this way can you achieve the peak of your ability, Junior Brother!"
Qian Shangli murmured, and his words were clearly heard by the others. They all came here on the orders of their master, but they didn't know that Qian Shangli had such a mission. How strong was his cultivation? To be strong enough to help Feng Qingyang resolve the first three problems, could he only be a semi-saint
"I will get through this disaster by myself." Perhaps feeling Qian Shangli's murmur, Feng Qingyang, who soared into the sky, looked back at the people below, with a strong sense of confidence in his eyes.
What's more, at this moment, there was an indescribable aura condensed in his body. This aura was somewhat complicated. It was both the superposition of the Corpse King's bloodline and the amplification of the power of rules. The most important thing was the murderous intent that was condensed after he touched the intention to kill.
The momentum was like a rainbow, so naturally it could not be lost, not to mention that the momentum was something that had to be exerted in one go, so how could there be any delay? Therefore, no matter how many great disasters there were in the future, no matter how strong they were, Feng Qingyang had to bear it to the end.
The most important thing is that after he used the killing intention, Feng Qingyang clearly felt that the momentum was condensing, just like a seed, it felt like it wanted to break out of the shell. This breakthrough came from the evolution of will after it reached its peak, and it was also because his will had obviously touched some rules in the dark that did not belong to the spiritual world.
That unparalleled, invincible and heaven-defying attitude gave him a very strong feeling that as long as he survived this catastrophe, he would undergo a transformation that was almost like rebirth from the ashes, a true transformation, and only in this way could he be worthy of the title of king!
The eyes of the crowd have changed. If it was just a desire for killing at first, now it has quietly turned into expectation. I am afraid they have not realized that their mentality has quietly changed, and even the will of heaven has not noticed this change.
Boom! Just as Feng Qingyang swept away all the red dragons in the sky and was about to approach the whirlpool, a deafening roar came again, and it continued endlessly. At the moment it appeared, a unique breath appeared.
“This is…” Qian Shangli’s eyes narrowed. He seemed to know that breath. Almost in an instant, the roar intensified, vaguely like a person’s roar, but this roar was different. It carried an unprecedented strangeness... As if... As if it was not in this world!
"Three flowers gather at the top of the head, the thunder of the curse! The attack of the third curse! Could this be the second level of his king's calamity!" Qian Shangli murmured, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but the facts were in front of him, so real, how could he allow himself to doubt it
At this moment, within the sealed boundary, at the four uninhabited directions, a powerful thunder force suddenly emerged and began to gather with a whistling sound. Its speed was so fast that it was extremely terrifying.
Traveling through heaven and earth, it shook the people of the entire sealed world who had been silent for a long time. No matter whether they were old monsters in seclusion or rising stars, they all looked at the distant sky in astonishment.
"It is the will of Heaven, my men, the great war is imminent, are you ready?" An old man murmured, looking at the ever-changing world, his eyes filled with the power of curses, with anticipation and murderous intent!
Three different rays of light shot out in all directions, interweaving and echoing each other, and suddenly converged together. At the same time, the Eye of the Void appeared in heaven and earth, and the divine thunder derived from it rushed in.
At this moment, the first ray of light descended from the sky of the demon clan’s territory. It was pure black, and had a kind of weirdness to it. But this weirdness would shock even Feng Qingyang’s soul when he looked directly at it!