But now was obviously not the time for him to let his imagination run wild.
Looking up at the sky where the vortex was slowly disappearing, Feng Qingyang suddenly realized that he would have died during the third calamity. The reason he was able to survive was not because of his strong cultivation, but because he had the Dantian world.
What's important is that the Green Lotus of Creation is rooted in his body. It is this heaven-defying thing that has allowed him to remain safe and sound over the years. Moreover, zombies themselves do not enter the six realms of reincarnation and naturally have a natural ability to resist the power of time.
This is a coincidence, or perhaps it is a destiny. He may just be a chess piece, trying to survive in the cracks between the will of the spiritual world and another unspeakable powerful person.
Originally, he should have failed in the third calamity, let alone the fourth calamity. Perhaps the destiny of fate is not controllable, but it can be intervened. The will of the spiritual world is in a dormant state, obviously fighting against something.
So, he had to protect Feng Qingyang, but also guard against Feng Qingyang, and let him grow under constant pressure until he achieved the desired effect.
But when Feng Qingyang showed enough strength to shake his dormant will, he became murderous, and thus during the third calamity, he could not tolerate such an existence to continue growing.
Unexpectedly, in the end, when Feng Qingyang cast the curse with a destructive attitude, he finally became wary and perhaps had new plans.
After all, if Feng Qingyang really shook him out of his deep sleep, what would happen? Perhaps the changes that occurred would make him feel daunted, so he would choose to compromise.
But this compromise is not giving in, but having other plans. Maybe others don’t think there is anything wrong, but only Feng Qingyang knows the depth of it. If it is really a simple compromise, then such a majestic mysterious aura will never descend.
This was almost one-tenth of the Xuanhuang Qi in the spiritual world. Even if Feng Qingyang could afford it, he could not accept such a terrifying gift. Otherwise, he would not have absorbed even a little bit of the Xuanhuang Qi, and the rest would have been suppressed in the Dantian World.
Thinking of this, a cloud of gloom appeared in my heart. Why on earth was this happening? What on earth was it that made the will of the spiritual world compromise? Was it really just a catastrophe
"Do you want to compete with me for the Xuanhuang Qi?" Coming back to his senses, Feng Qingyang suddenly laughed as he looked at the crowd below with murderous intent.
"That's perfect. I also want to try out my current strength. Who among you doesn't agree? Come on, or come together!"
“Arrogant!”
"You boy are so arrogant in your cultivation. Do you think there is no one in my spiritual world who has the righteous path?" Many ancient emperors were furious, with ferocious faces. They occupied three thousand cultivation stars in the spiritual world, and occupied countless majority of luck.
Although their own cultivation is not that great, they are destined to be together after all. Once they unite, their power cannot be underestimated. Not only them, but also countless powerful monsters are the same.
In fact, perhaps they didn't know that if it was a wise move, how could they come to kill Feng Qingyang so brazenly just after he broke through? The so-called Xuanhuang Qi was just a trigger to arouse their inner demons. In the final analysis, this was a foreshadowing left by the Heavenly Dao of the Spirit World.
Even if it is a compromise, Feng Qingyang cannot easily gain the upper hand. Even if it is a breakthrough, it must be Canlie. What's more, this is all within fate.
The spiritual world compromised with the Heavenly Dao, and at the last moment, it naturally used the Heavenly Dao rules to forcibly imprint the murderous intent in the minds of many cultivators. They could not perceive it, but could only execute it. It was like a potential consciousness, and when it was triggered, they would explode!
Without this kind of melee, how could the blood flow like a river, how could the barrier of the boundary be opened, how could they burst into a war, how could the final catastrophe come, and how could he wake up
Countless things happened, and eventually it evolved into the current melee. A war is about to break out. How could they know that all this is destined by the laws of the spiritual world
Feng Qingyang sneered, revealing a mouthful of white teeth as he looked at the person who had shouted the most arrogantly before. Although he could not control all of the Xuanhuang Qi, how could he be the kind of person who would have a treasure mountain but would not take any action
"The rules of the world, crushing..." Feng Qingyang closed his eyes, his robe moving without wind, like the last star in the darkness, reflecting a moving brilliance.
"Brother Monkey, will Brother Qingyang be okay?" Emperor Xianxian turned his head and looked at the Holy Prince beside him with a worried look. Compared to the previous catastrophe of heavenly power, Emperor Xianxian was more worried about the current melee. After all, the enemies are the top powerful people in the spiritual world. Not to mention the three thousand ancient emperors, there are also many old antiques who are hermits.
"What are you afraid of? Trust him." The Holy Prince suppressed the throbbing in his heart. Since he had gone against the will of heaven and become a demon, he naturally would not feel the oppression of the will of heaven.
Looking at Feng Qingyang standing in the air as if walking on flat ground, it seemed ordinary, but he knew that within that small body, there was an unparalleled and invincible pressure.
He was glad that he could become brothers with such people, and even more glad that he went against the will of heaven and became a demon for the sake of justice! He could not see the true face of Mount Lu because he was in the mountain. He obviously saw the abnormality of these powerful people.
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As Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, at that moment, the sky was torn apart, and the storm that was stirred up was full of grandeur and majesty of the creation of the world. The mysterious and yellow energy that had just been absorbed appeared in an instant.
It was like the rising sun, which finally broke through the thick clouds after rising slowly. The refracted light and pressure made countless people tremble and almost unable to open their eyes.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang is the sky!
At this moment, he has transformed from a small zombie that everyone wants to kill into the supreme zombie king. Who in the world can be his enemy from now on
As he swung his arm, a deafening roar spread throughout the world. It was an irresistible force of rules, as if the world wanted to kill an ant and the ant could not resist.
He just whispered softly, but after the sound was uttered, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were twisted by him, and the lifted sky clearly had the power to change the world. From then on, the Jiezhu world was gone, and a brand new Dantian world was created!
The power of the world crushed the monks. What could they use to resist? But when they performed this technique, something strange suddenly happened.
A faint calling sounded in his soul. Although it was so weak that it was almost inaudible, Feng Qingyang still heard it very clearly.
"The king is born... all living things perish... the roar of the lord is in chaos... this catastrophe cannot be broken... the great furnace of heaven and earth cannot... this furnace... Xuan Huang..."
The vague sound was like a whisper, and it appeared so abruptly that at the critical moment Feng Qingyang waved his hand to withdraw his magical power and annul the rule that was enough to destroy the world.
"Who are you?" Feng Qingyang shouted in his heart. After this life appeared, he suddenly found that the truth he had originally understood had suddenly deviated, as if he was caught in a chaotic vortex!