"I never thought that I would be ambushed as soon as I arrived!" Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and became alert. Although he was powerful, this place was weird. If he was caught in an ambush by accident, it would be a waste of time.
He took a deep breath and his mind moved. He felt that the dense forest in the deep valley was rolling wildly. Countless battlefield auras were converging towards him quickly in a strange way.
After a moment, Feng Qingyang's whole body shook. This was not a tremor, but the body's rejection. In an instant, the originally gathered battlefield aura collapsed and turned into wisps of smoke, which were all swallowed up into his body.
Bang bang bang sounds were heard, and his long hair moved without wind. The white gown on his body rustled even more, like flags covering the sky. The magic power in his body that had been suppressed by the battlefield also kept running, quickly devouring and digesting the battlefield breath that entered his body.
In just a short moment, he adapted to the illusion of this place. Perhaps it was his illusion, but more likely it was the rules of this place. It seemed that the realms of all the cultivators who entered this place were suppressed to the same level.
Although Feng Qingyang felt extremely unfamiliar with this level, he had a feeling in his heart that this battlefield seemed to be more than just a simple battlefield. Although the cultivators from the two worlds were to be killed to death, the final result was a screening.
After the catastrophe, the strongest cultivator will naturally be born in the spiritual world, and what he will face is the last infinite catastrophe of the spiritual world. That is when he will truly face the conspiracy.
As the magic power in his body quickly digested the battlefield aura, Feng Qingyang's body gradually recovered. Only then did he realize that although his realm was suppressed, his physical strength had not changed at all. After absorbing the battlefield aura, it even became heavier and stronger.
Suddenly, his eyes glared forward, and a dazzling gaze like the exploding sun shot towards the void. Having said that, he broke through the space and rose into the air above the sky and on the battlefield!
And at the moment when he stared out, he suddenly discovered that there was a layer of gray aura suspended in the void, and in the dense area, there were even gray crystals.
Where the crystal was, the void pressure was even stronger, so much so that he had a feeling that if he walked to the center of the gray crystal without permission, all his strength would be suppressed by half.
But this is not the point. The point is that he finally discovered why he felt a faint murderous intent. In the void, there were two monks quietly hiding.
He has a white face and black hair, but red eyes and fangs. The aura on his body is slightly evil. He doesn't look like a demon, nor a human, let alone a demon cultivator who has fallen into the devil's way.
"A cultivator who practices the art of curse?" Feng Qingyang murmured. This seemed to be the first time in his life that he had seen a cultivator who sealed the world. It was rumored that the cultivators who sealed the world practiced a certain art, and this art was the extremely terrifying and fear-inspiring art of curse!
"Interesting. Although I can't tell your cultivation level, I don't think your body is that strong. I am also a half-baked world-sealing cultivator. I want to see the difference between my spells and yours."
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang burst into laughter. All of a sudden, his smile disappeared. He suddenly raised his hand and punched into the air. With this punch, the gray aura in his eyes instantly disappeared.
Like clouds rolling and unrolling, a circular mark was soon formed as a fist broke through the void. This mark appeared so abruptly, but in fact, at first glance, you could tell that it was the change caused by a violent collision in the void.
"The compressed void gathers an infinitely powerful force, like a solid iron cage. But if it is broken, the moment it opens, it will cause the void on all sides to collapse, and then..."
At this point, screams were heard. The two spell-culprits who were originally hiding in the void seemed to have not yet understood what was going on before they were strangled by the power of the void that was swept back. Not even a trace of their souls was left.
But at the last moment, Feng Qingyang discovered with his upgraded Sky Eye that at the moment they fell, two red threads suddenly shot up into the sky.
It looked like a thread, but Feng Qingyang felt that it was their souls. At the moment when their bodies collapsed, they were twisted into a stream by the power of the void, and after soaring into the sky...
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, looked upward, and immediately took a breath of cold air. As expected, above the sky, perhaps entering the battlefield between the two worlds, he would fall into an independent world.
A huge full moon was suspended in the void, extremely white. But after two red threads rose into the air, there was a hint of haziness in the whiteness, and the haziness clearly expanded.
It seems obvious, but in fact he knows that at the moment when these two monks died, countless people fell here at the same time. At that moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly realized that this place was so weird.
"As expected, the one who benefits in the end is you!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly. His eyes were cold and his heart was extremely alert. He clearly sensed the strong power of conspiracy.
But now, he had no time to think about it. Almost at the moment when the two men fell, a black cloud rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.
"How can there be a cultivator who can fly here? Isn't he restricted by the rules?" Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed, and he retreated instead of moving forward. He pushed his feet hard and jumped up suddenly with the help of powerful force.
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"You dare to kill my disciple? You are seeking death!" An angry shout came from afar, but the moment Feng Qingyang suddenly rose into the air, the rest of the words stopped abruptly.
Apparently, being able to fly into the air has become a status here!
"Humph, if you rashly have the intention to kill me, can I just treat you as a worthless person and let him kill me? In the world of intrigue and deception, the winner is the king. Don't you understand this principle?"
Feng Qingyang laughed in anger. This was such a high-sounding reason, which showed how twisted this person's heart was and how he couldn't tell right from wrong. Although he flew into the air, he couldn't fly for a long time. After all, he was only relying on his strong body and unparalleled jumping ability.
"You are hiding in the dark clouds and dare not show your true face? I want to see who you are!"
Then, he overlapped his hands and the other party discovered that Feng Qingyang was using his magical powers. The black cloud shook noticeably, but this was not out of fear, but a sneer and excitement.
"You ignorant youngster, you rashly use your magical powers here. Don't you know that the void is now locked and the rules cannot be used?"
However, before he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly narrowed, because, at this moment, he clearly saw that Feng Qingyang's overlapping hands suddenly turned into fists.