After all, all of this is accidental, but when all the accidents come together, they become coincidences.
Although it seemed a little unreal, everything that was happening before his eyes was indeed true. He had no choice but to believe it or not.
Turning back, Feng Qingyang looked into the void. His rapid journey had allowed him to cross the center of the battlefield between the two worlds. Relying on his senses, he had actually arrived in the interior of the sealed boundary.
Strangely enough, he saw countless fights along the way. No matter whether it was the cultivators who controlled the world or the cultivators who sealed the world, the places where they fought were less than a few hundred feet away from him.
Logically, they should have discovered his traces, but the strange thing was that they simply ignored them, so that Feng Qingyang almost thought he was about to become air, or - transparent!
Almost when Feng Qingyang was about to lose his patience, a strong murderous intent suddenly locked onto him. The murderous intent was so strong that even his previous super-strong body made him feel wary.
"It's you. You have the aura of a saint. It must be you..." In the void, countless black clouds gathered and instantly covered the sky and the sun. The speed was so fast that they appeared in front of Feng Qingyang almost at the moment he discovered them.
In addition to the previous angry voice, what appeared was not a monk, but a huge skull. When this head appeared, it drove the wind and clouds in all directions, and the powerful corrosive force went straight to Feng Qingyang.
"You are a cultivator of the art of spells, and you are from the sealed realm." Feng Qingyang looked up and smiled. At this moment, he suddenly remembered what the old man Hou had said to him, that he had the aura of spells on him, which could be used as a means of concealing his identity and entering the sealed realm.
But now it seems that this is not possible at all. However, it is indeed unfair to Old Man Hou. If he had not forcibly picked the flowers halfway, with the curse energy that spread from his body from time to time, he might really be able to enter the sealed realm.
But now, it is impossible. If he knew that the person who picked flowers from him before was an extremely important person in the sealed boundary, he would probably stop at the last moment and would not explode naturally.
Thinking about it now, he could only regret secretly, for bringing disaster upon himself for no reason, but he could not blame others. Therefore, when the murderous intent was about to touch his body.
Feng Qingyang chose to avoid it, it was because of his inner regret that he almost suddenly changed his trajectory at an incredible speed.
It even made the opponents who were originally confident of victory almost pop out their eyes. In their eyes, the void corroded by the skull had clearly touched the opponent, but at the critical moment, they failed.
"Who are you? Why have I never seen you in the sealed world..." A hysterical roar came from the dark cloud. The sound was so deep that one could tell from the sound that the other party was a young man.
Sure enough, the black clouds gradually dissipated, revealing a handsome face. The moment this face appeared, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a strong surge of excitement in his heart.
The throbbing came so suddenly that it caught him off guard, but it was not fear but excitement. The look of surprise at first suddenly turned into madness.
"After searching high and low for something, I finally found it without any effort. I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect to meet you like this!" Feng Qingyang laughed with his head raised.
Although he didn't know the other person, he could feel his breath. It was obvious that he was the descendant of Hou Qing, otherwise, his body would not have been so excited to fight as soon as he appeared.
"Who are you!"
It was obvious that the other party also felt the changes in his body, but there was a look of confusion in his angry eyes. It was obvious that he had no idea that Feng Qingyang was a zombie.
"Don't you recognize me?" Feng Qingyang was stunned, and suddenly suppressed the riot in his body. Looking at the other person's handsome face, there was nothing in it except the murderous intent born out of anger.
"It was you who forced your way onto the Saint..." However, the confusion was only temporary. Almost at the moment when Feng Qingyang suppressed the riot in his body, the other party suddenly transformed.
The originally handsome face suddenly turned into a monster with a green face and fangs. Not only that, the body also swelled up instantly. The fangs flashed coldly, and the eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you!" He shouted angrily, seeming to have forgotten where he was. His huge body was ten feet high, like a small mountain, and even his breath turned into heat waves visible to the naked eye.
"It's you!" Feng Qingyang was delighted. He had already confirmed the other party's identity. If he was still a little unsure before, then when the other party revealed his true identity, everything became clear.
Maybe he doesn't know Feng Qingyang's identity, but he will understand it eventually!
At this moment, Feng Qingyang had been completely attracted by the other party's identity and hardly listened to what the other party said about the saint. At least he thought that the person in front of him was more important!
“I don’t care what you say about the number of saints, I only care about you, hahahaha…” Feng Qingyang laughed with his head raised, and took a step forward. During this step, his body began to change rapidly.
Although he cannot use his magical powers here, he has transformed into his original form after all, so he is naturally not suppressed by the rules of this place.
It’s like the demon race, even if they can’t use their magical powers, they can still transform their bodies freely!
Two giants appeared, ten feet tall, towering over heaven and earth. However, there was a difference: the original form transformed by Feng Qingyang looked more hideous and terrifying compared to the descendant of Hou Qing.
After all, the other party is the descendant of the four great generals, while he is from the Roaring Lord. The Roaring Lord is in charge of killing, so he must be countless times more powerful.
"Come on, let's see who is stronger?" Feng Qingyang waved his fist, and a terrifying whistle came from the void.
When you move your feet, the earth shakes, and it feels like a doomsday scene with the sky falling and the earth collapsing!
If there were anyone here, they would be stunned by their fight.
What kind of level of battle was this? The collision of hills and the visual impact brought by pure physical strength were enough to collapse anyone's visual nerves.
Boom boom boom!
The two men moved forward at the same time. Although the opponent's head was filled with anger, he was not a fool after all. At the moment when he was about to collide with Feng Qingyang, he turned his body and opened his mouth. A strong corpse gas gushed out.
"Corpse Qi?" Feng Qingyang was stunned, but during this moment, his whole body was surrounded by corpse Qi. It was not as strong and thick as he had imagined, but the bloody and evil Qi contained in it was enough to frighten even him.
It was not until this moment that he remembered that Hou Qing was the same famous general as Jiang Chen, an evil zombie who mainly devoured and sucked blood.
"If I still can't deal with you, how can I obtain the supreme fortune of my zombie clan?"