A roar came out from his body, like an unrestrained wild beast, accompanied by a loud noise that almost broke his eardrums, and he suddenly rose up.
So what about the curse
With this spell, he mobilized almost all the world power generated by the Dantian world, as well as all the boundary-sealing power from the inheritance of the spell. The combined power of the spell was used to curse the will of the Heaven, and curse the fourth king's calamity that was turning into a calamity through the spell.
This time, the clash of two worlds appeared again, no matter it was rules or curses, one was cursing one person with the spiritual world's heavenly way, while the other was putting himself to death and taking himself as the world, cursing the heaven and earth!
This is a heaven-defying attitude. He will not yield, and will not admit defeat. He uses his supreme will to resist the threats posed by oppression, and uses the power of curses to transform into fangs to arm himself. This is more of a naked threat and provocation.
Either I die and shake the awakening of the will of the entire spiritual world, and use my status as a chess piece to destroy the interests of my opponent. He believes that the spiritual world's heaven will naturally understand his intentions.
If he really perished under this curse, then even the Heavenly Dao of the spiritual world would not be able to predict the changes that would occur. When the catastrophe came, even he, the Heavenly Dao, would fall in the dust of time.
Either this calamity collapses, allowing Feng Qingyang to successfully survive, allowing him to be resurrected from the desperate situation, break through the king's calamity, and achieve the body of a great zombie king.
To strengthen his chess piece's qualifications and have a chance to jump out of the chessboard and become an opponent, this is Feng Qingyang's open plan. He will not suffer any loss no matter what. It is also his conspiracy, because he knows that if this curse is enough to shake the will of the spiritual world, he will never die!
The two forces of curses collided, and almost at the moment of interweaving, a burst of angry voices resounded throughout the spiritual world, and even the sealed world and countless subordinate cultivation worlds, arose.
In the empty sky and earth, in the silent world, the originally sleepy mumbling suddenly woke up. The anger that interrupted its sleep turned into a raging storm. The sound carried an overwhelming pressure that was almost beyond words.
Unspeakable! This power is unspeakable!
But at the moment this voice appeared, the power of the curse surrounding Feng Qingyang's body suddenly dissipated, coming and going without a trace, almost like a dream.
As the powerful power of the curse dissipated, he finally regained control of his body after a moment. At this moment, he suddenly felt how wonderful it was to be able to control his own body.
Almost at the same time, the moment the calamity dissipated, a cyclone hundreds of feet high descended from the sky within the vortex above the sky. The cyclone was light yellow in color, and although it was not so dazzling in the darkness, it was still very obvious.
The pale yellow aura had an indescribable heaviness, as if just a trace of it could destroy the heaven and earth, and suppress the world for eternity.
It has a kind of vigorous and majestic power, and it carries the supreme power in all directions. All the people in the four directions trembled violently. They are not fools, but old monsters, super powerful beings who have been roaming the spiritual world for countless years. Naturally, they can recognize treasures with a keen eye.
"The Xuanhuang Qi, could it be that he has already passed through it?"
When the fourth calamity came, they fell into a boundless fear. They all concentrated their minds and suppressed their hearts, so that their attention was not focused on Feng Qingyang.
But now, after he had finally broken free from the fear, he discovered that Feng Qingyang had already broken through the calamity, and with an identity that should have been suppressed by Heaven, he had obtained so much Xuanhuang Qi.
That is the mysterious and yellow energy, not the cabbages on the roadside. There are so many of them, probably one tenth of the entire spiritual world. Their hearts are bleeding. At this moment, countless people have murderous intent in their eyes, without any concealment.
But there were a few people who were different. They were Feng Qingyang's senior brothers. Compared to the murderous intent of others, all they had was sincere gratitude and blessings.
However, there was also one person's eyes flickering. Qian Shangli stared at the dark yellow energy in the sky in a daze. It wasn't that he wanted to snatch it, but he seemed to have guessed something.
"With only one tenth of the Xuanhuang Qi, has the spirit world already declined to such a state?"
"Am I... considered to have survived the tribulation?" Feng Qingyang murmured in a low voice. With the arrival of the Xuanhuang Qi, the roar in his body came again, but this time it was no longer a collapse, but a breakthrough.
As natural as a course of events, the Xuanhuang Qi was infused into the Dantian world within the body. Under the impact, the imbalance of the Dantian world was finally stabilized temporarily.
It is like a mountain that was originally tilted, and now has a foundation when it is about to collapse. Although it still cannot stop the collapse, it can at least alleviate the situation. During this time, Feng Qingyang has enough time to look for the existence of Yanhuo.
A majestic force surrounded him. It was not earth-shattering, but just as it should be. Everything was so natural. He stood quietly in the void, feeling the changes in his body.
The strength of 399,990,000 jin increased exponentially and stopped only when it reached the edge of 9.9 billion. Although the flying zombie and the zombie king were only one realm apart, the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
The former is at most just a strong ant, while the latter is powerful enough to destroy the world and become the supreme overlord. At this moment, he is almost full of confidence. If he fights against the White-browed Demon Lord again, he is afraid that the opponent will not be able to withstand even the power of his punch.
"Junior brother, congratulations!" Qian Shangli said lightly and smiled at him. The gentle smile brought Feng Qingyang a warm feeling of a gentle breeze. Then several people crossed the space and disappeared. They believed that Feng Qingyang was able to face everything alone at this time. What's more, he was about to go on a killing spree, wasn't he
After the breakthrough, he had undergone a substantial change in both strength and magic power. What was more important was that he was now able to truly transform into the body of the Qilin Master.
It is not an illusion, nor is it a Dharma image, but a body of flesh and blood reconstructed by relying on the blood of the Corpse King in the body. It is said that it is the body of the Hou Zun, but it is roughly the same.
After all - he suddenly felt that the power of his bloodline was the most important, because at the moment of breakthrough, his body as a zombie, as well as the exercises he practiced, all ultimately transformed into Qiong Zun. But at this moment, he discovered that his bloodline power actually had a slight repulsion with Qiong Zun. It was not very obvious before, but now he could feel it. More importantly, the power of his bloodline was actually superior to Qiong Zun and was vaguely suppressing it.
In other words, his most powerful part is still his body. After all, being able to reconstruct the flesh and blood of Qiong Zun is equivalent to the body of the young ancient god Qiong Zun. However, the blood in his body seems to be even stronger than his body.