"So that's how it is. After a lifetime of success, how could I fail here!" Feng Qingyang laughed with his head raised. Looking at the inky black sky, the enlightenment in his mind became more and more obvious.
The collapse of the six reincarnations was a sign of a catastrophe in the spiritual world. If the heaven and earth did not exist, the six reincarnations would naturally not exist! If he still had compassion in his heart before, he would pity those ordinary people in the mortal world.
But now it seems that fate has its own destiny. Their fall is not a good thing for me. The roulette wheel has been integrated into the Dantian world.
Reshape the rules of reincarnation. Although there is no six realms of reincarnation, I think there will not be too big a mistake. Then, once the spiritual world collapses, I can devour all those billions of wronged souls into my own world.
Perhaps, I can also become the existence that created the world and create an everlasting myth!
The Demon Eye on Jiuyou Star is not only weird, but also has a towering ancient tree that soars into the sky thousands of feet away. This tree came too abruptly. It was the moment when the City of Sin disappeared. The branches of the ancient tree that were born looked like ancient eyes. Anyone with weak cultivation would have their soul captured at a glance, hence the term "Devil's Eye".
If you look from high up, you will find that the branches and leaves of this tree are densely packed and boundless, the tree blocking out the sun, and there are ghosts and wolves howling inside, as if it has become the abode of vengeful spirits that have not yet dissipated and entered reincarnation.
And when looking from the front, there is an illusion that it has existed for thousands of years. Although it is very old, it gives people the feeling that it has been there for thousands of years. That sense of vicissitudes arises spontaneously in Feng Qingyang's heart.
"It's possible that you are here." Feng Qingyang swept away his previous viciousness. If the Heavenly Dao could lay a foreshadowing in his Dantian world, why couldn't he do the opposite
After figuring this out, he felt extremely open-minded. The smooth feeling made it seem as if all the hairs on his body opened up, and he breathed in the air of heaven and earth from all directions.
There was a moment of silence. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a sharp rubbing sound behind him, like a small snake crawling on the ground, coiling and rubbing against the ground.
Feng Qingyang turned around and looked towards the source of the sound behind him. When he discovered it, a knowing smile flashed in his eyes. It seemed that his guess was correct.
"Old man, how are you?" Feng Qingyang spoke in a gentle tone. The two of them did not feel any strangeness when they met again after many years. On the contrary, that sense of familiarity and casualness still existed.
He was dressed in coarse linen and had a stout body. After meeting Feng Qingyang's gaze, he suddenly changed. But just as he appeared, a whooshing sound was suddenly heard from the void.
Hundreds of wronged souls broke through the air. Their transparent bodies looked like they could be blown away by a gust of wind, but in fact they contained tremendous magical power.
As soon as they appeared, they stared at Feng Qingyang, their eyes flashing with greed. In their eyes, Feng Qingyang's flesh and blood body was undoubtedly a lamb to be slaughtered. It was so white and tender that they wanted to take a bite and feel its delicate and smooth texture.
Almost at the same time, hundreds of wronged souls took a step forward, bringing with them a fishy wind and greed, and all opened their mouths.
With withered and sharp teeth and bloodthirsty eyes, these were once unforgivable demons, the lowest level existences in the City of Sin, committing rape and looting and doing all kinds of evil.
Having done so many evil things, he was forced to enter the First City of Sin City. Perhaps they can no longer call him a human being, but a monster.
In an instant, they didn't care about anything and didn't even notice the old man whose face was gradually becoming gloomy. Hundreds of people turned into a large intertwined hand and grabbed Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang raised his head and thought to himself, is it because of the collapse of their physical bodies that their brains have gone crazy? Can't they see their own cultivation
But he was relieved immediately, realizing that he had indeed hidden his cultivation level. At the moment when the big hand was about to touch him, Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched out without thinking.
Anyway, there are a lot of innocent souls here, so the death of hundreds of people is not a big deal.
boom!
A loud noise was heard, like the sound of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The old man took a step back, his eyes showing shock. The remaining hundreds of wronged souls were suddenly killed or injured by this punch.
This was because Feng Qingyang held back, otherwise, with just one punch from him, all these people would have died here, and the souls of those who died would have collapsed one after another.
But without the Six Paths of Reincarnation, they could only fly around in the void with their broken bodies. Sighing, Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand again, soaring into the sky, blocking the void and taking it all into the Dantian world.
Perhaps, they will be reborn here. After doing all this, they look forward again. The remaining wronged souls all look at Feng Qingyang with unfriendly expressions.
"They are indeed a group of ungrateful people. Are they so eager to let their souls shatter?" Feng Qingyang frowned and was about to attack again, but he saw the old man looking at him with a smile.
"Zombie King! It's true!" The old man suppressed the shock in his heart and waved his hand. The dozen or so remaining wronged souls at the back looked at Feng Qingyang unwillingly, and then all flew towards the thousand-foot-high tree at the back.
In fact, their cultivation is not weak either, they are all powerful beings in the Dao Transformation Realm. If they go to other cultivation planets under normal circumstances, even as wronged souls, they are still extremely powerful. But in front of Feng Qingyang, they are destined not to have the dignity of the Dao Transformation Realm. They can only be ants. A spark can start a prairie fire, but how can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon
Feng Qingyang did not say anything, but straightened his clothes, shook off the dust on his body, and showed an apologetic smile. Perhaps he understood why those wronged souls took action.
"Old man, how are you? You still look the same after all these years." After a moment's silence, Feng Qingyang was the first to break the silence. After all, he was the junior, and the other party had helped him before, so he still had to respect him.
"You kid." The old man let out a long sigh, and suddenly returned to his original wretched appearance, but his straight spine was no longer bent, and a strange brilliance flashed in his old eyes.
"It was just a joke back then, who knew you actually achieved it." The old man said teasingly, looking straight at Feng Qingyang, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.
But in the end, he was disappointed. With Feng Qingyang's tyranny, how could he let others see through his heart? Unless he opened his heart, even if he came for half his life, he would still have to bear his big fists.
"You think it's just a joke, but I think it's an agreement. Otherwise, you wouldn't be waiting here, and I wouldn't be coming, right?"