This battlefield that runs through the palm world and the sealed world is all over the continent. There are roaring tigers and howling apes, and countless strange beasts running around, like blue dragons and fire phoenixes. It is a scene from the ancient times.
But during the collision between the two, countless birds flapped their wings and fled from the area at a very fast speed, for fear that they would be involved in the fight between the two and be hit by the aftermath and turned into ashes.
The practitioner of the curse, who was also the descendant of Hou Qing, held a black blood sword in his hand and took heavy steps. He leaped back ten feet, raised his hand and swung it, and the blood sword slashed through the air.
"Use your blood to stain my bloody sword, to avenge the Saint!"
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, as if he did not hear his roar. Instead, he raised his foot and stomped down hard. He was unable to use his magical powers, but the situation of the mountains and rivers still depended on his lead.
The patterns of the formation flickered, moving the mountains and rivers. Seven beams of light suddenly appeared in the originally dim void. They seemed small, but they penetrated the sky and the earth, corresponding to the invisible stars above the sky.
boom!
Ge Ran saw that the ground beside him cracked open and a winding green dragon with a bloody and murderous aura rose into the sky. Its green scales flashed under the illumination of the light column. The dragon's body was as big as a mountain, and its claws were sharp and boundless.
A dim light flickered, he was cold and ruthless, his eyes were red, and he was filled with murderous aura. His powerful momentum was unstoppable, like a real dragon descending to the world, sweeping across the world and no one could rival him.
"Cang Long?"
The cultivator of incantations snorted coldly and recognized the true form of the dragon at a glance. It was transformed by the might of mountains and rivers and the stars in the sky. It was lifelike, with the energy of the earth as its spine and the stars as its armor, just like a real dragon.
The blue dragon crossed the void, and the dragon god circled up and looked down, like a god from heaven descending to earth to rule the world. The dragon head pointed downward, and suddenly a wind blade flashing with cold light appeared, colliding with the blood sword of the person who was passed down later at a speed of several blocks.
The descendant of Hou Qing snorted coldly, looked at the oncoming wind blade, and swung his sword as if he was in an empty space, but Canglong turned his body and actually blocked the opponent's advance.
"Interfering with external forces is not the way of the strong. Even if you are proficient in formations, you don't have them. How can you defeat me? If you really want to capture the Saint of my clan with your current qualifications, then I have overestimated you."
Hou Qingzhixiu didn't care at all. His sharp eyes pierced through the void and pierced Feng Qingyang's face. The strength and calmness he showed at this moment made Feng Qingyang satisfied. At least - now he was qualified to be called the successor of Hou Qing, instead of an angry little boy.
Feng Qingyang smiled and looked at Hou Qing's successor meaningfully. He only knew one thing but not the other. How powerful the formation was, how could people like him who were outsiders understand it
He clasped his hands together and pressed towards the void. The earth shook and the ground, as solid as a solid wall, cracked open again. Dozens of blue dragons emerged under the gathering of the might of mountains and rivers.
The flesh and blood body flashed with powerful pressure, which was almost terrifying to the extreme. If other cultivators came again, they would probably turn around and flee immediately. Who would dare to fight against such a powerful formation
At this moment, Hou Qing's descendant finally changed his expression. If it was just one blue dragon, he might not comment. But if dozens of them came out simultaneously, it would give him a headache and cause him a lot of trouble.
Looking at the other party's expression, he seemed to be walking leisurely in the garden. It was obvious that he had not yet exerted his full strength. It was obvious that he was teasing him. But if the other party decided to kill him.
Isn't that the white dragons competing for glory, thousands of dragons spitting pearls, and tens of thousands of dragons sinking and floating to strangle? The endlessness of the formation and its unimaginable strength really made this descendant of Hou Qing very afraid.
"Here, perhaps he can really kill me with his formation technique." The face of the descendant of Hou Qing changed, not because of fear, but because of unwillingness. The supernatural powers were restricted here, so that his strength could only be limited to his physical body.
If he was really killed by him, he would have no place to cry. In that case, he would not be able to unleash his full strength. But he forgot that Feng Qingyang once again abided by the rules of the battlefield and did not use any magical powers. Even his current formation techniques were actually extremely suppressed.
Otherwise, given his strength, he would definitely not be able to transform into just dozens of blue dragons, but hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands.
However, even if dozens of blue dragons came out now, it would be enough to destroy the sky and the earth. Surrounded by thunder and lightning, spitting pearls and echoing each other, this place has already become a dragon domain.
“Break it for me!” The descendant of Hou Qing did not retreat but advanced, his eyes bulging, his ten-foot body trampling the ground, and waving the blood sword in his hand. The powerful aura on his body shattered the sky and the earth and crushed the dragon's body.
"Suppress!" Feng Qingyang's eyes turned cold, his face filled with fierce murderous intent, and he overlapped his hands. Although he had no magical power, every movement he made triggered the trend of heaven and earth and shook the void sky.
The shattered dragon body was quickly repaired by the essence of the earth, becoming even stronger and more solid. Its roar was filled with a sense of mystery and an unstoppable momentum like the mountains and rivers.
Like a powerful magical power, dozens of blue dragons surrounded it, forming a dragon domain that was like a small world. When Feng Qingyang pressed his palm downward, it slowly suppressed it from the air.
The void pressed down, imprisoning all four sides and pressing the descendant of Hou Qingyang inside it, and using its powerful strangling force to grind away the opponent's body. In just a moment, the ten-zhang body was forcibly turned into nine zhang, a full head shorter than Feng Qingyang.
Finally, his face changed drastically, he flipped his hand, and the blood sword formed a sword flower, slashing the sky and splitting the earth, killing people in all directions in the Dragon Domain, and creating huge holes one after another.
However, what made him despair was that once the Dragon Realm collapsed, it would be automatically replenished by the trend of heaven and earth, as if it would be endless, immortal, and last forever.
"Break!" He shouted, and the blood sword disappeared. Between his eyebrows, a blood eye flashed, and the brilliance cut through the sky with a swoosh, passing through the entire Dragon Domain. The terrifying thing was that the place where BAIC passed through could not be repaired by the essence of heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyang glared and discovered that the opponent's blood eyes had an aura that made him fearful. The void he mentioned was completely trembling, corroding, and even collapsing under the cover of the blood eyes.
Feng Qingyang was shocked and put away his contempt. The successor of Hou Qing was indeed worthy of his reputation. The person who could devour the body of a general here was definitely not a simple person.
Those eyes had an ancient look to them, and were slightly similar to the General Ying Gou in his memory. If his guess was correct, it was the bloodshot eye that made him fearful.
It must be the backward-leaning eyes, the real eyes! Rather than the derivative ones, only in this way can Feng Qingyang feel such throbbing!
“Boom!”
Dragon Domain Collapses!
The shrill screams of dozens of blue dragons finally turned into a cry of unwillingness and disappeared into the sky and earth. Then the descendant of Hou Qing jumped out, staring at Feng Qingyang with eyes as fast as lightning!