"The fruit of the sacred tree." Zamao looked back dejectedly at the peacock head that was gradually staring at him in the sky. Then he looked back and saw the fruit in Feng Qingyang's hand.
This precious mineral was said to be able to revive the dead, and eating just one pill would instantly make one a god! Feng Qingyang handed over this supreme divine medicine without hesitation.
Having been with him for countless years, he naturally understood Feng Qingyang's character. It could be said that the other party needed this fruit more than he did. After all, if he swallowed it, although he could not become a great emperor instantly, at least he could infinitely increase his chances of surviving the calamity of the emperor.
He wanted to say something, but when his lips finally moved, he had so many words to say that he didn't know where to start. The wings he was on wanted to refuse, but under Feng Qingyang's gaze that could almost annihilate the world, he finally put it away.
“No matter what happens, you are still you. Whether you are Kong Xuan or Zamao, you will always be the mixed-haired bird on my shoulder…” Feng Qingyang smiled and stretched out his hand to pat the other person’s illusory body.
“Go…” She said this and then withdrew her hand, looking away, as if she didn’t want to look at his innocent eyes anymore.
Hearing the sound of breaking air, Feng Qingyang retracted his gaze and looked at the mixed-haired figure gradually moving away. The almost transparent body suddenly disappeared the moment it came into contact with the five-colored divine light.
A roar was heard, and with the integration of the mixed-feathered bird, the sky began to shake. Originally there was only a peacock head, but with his entry, it began to gradually evolve.
Feng Qingyang did not watch all this carefully. He just left the place quietly, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the first figure in the sealed world.
"What kind of sequelae will his death leave for the sealed world?" Feng Qingyang asked indifferently, with a tone of unquestionableness and a condescending power.
The First One did not have the slightest aversion to Feng Qingyang's tyranny. On the contrary, in his opinion, given the other party's strength and status, it was inevitable for him to speak in such a tone. It was not that he did so deliberately, but because this was the attitude that a strong man should have.
Gu Qianxun was silent, looking at him with complicated eyes. Who would have known that the first strong rival in her life would be so abnormally powerful? His identity was enough to shake the position of the number one.
I'm afraid that even the First One is not his opponent. Although, looking at his cultivation level, he is still not too strong, but as long as he thinks of the previous battle.
The strong will made him feel scared even now when he thought about it. He could hardly believe it, so much so that he was still in shock. The Sealing Tree God was dead.
What kind of shocking news is this? She, the First One, and all the creatures in the sealed world all believed that the other party should not have perished, but the cruel facts before her were silently telling her that this was not an illusion, but a real thing.
“His death will cause the sealed boundary to collapse, because he is the sealed boundary tree god…” The first one spoke bitterly. This is also the reason why this place is a forbidden area.
The tree god has existed since ancient times. In addition to his own powerful strength, more importantly, he plays a powerful role in the stability of the sealed boundary. There is no other aura in the sealed boundary, only the aura of the spell.
However, the power of the curse was too overbearing. If they absorbed it directly, they would develop inner demons, which would lead to the collapse of their physical bodies and seal the tree god.
His powerful body and huge size almost filtered out all the curse power in the entire sealed world. It was precisely because of this that he could exist for so long.
Because his breathing and his movements have become one with the sealed boundary. When the sealed boundary lives, he lives. But if he dies, the sealed boundary will collapse. This collapse is not of the sky, but of the cultivator of the sealed boundary!
The fall of the Tree God has shaken the foundation of the sealed world. Unless the cultivators inside dissolve into the world of war and enter reincarnation, and practice the Three Thousand Great Ways after rebirth, they will only fall into madness and die slowly over a long period of time.
There is no right or wrong in all this, only stance. The body of the tree god suppressed the remains of Kong Xuan, and Feng Qingyang could only kill him if he wanted to rescue Kong Xuan. The important thing was that the tree heart and fruit in the other's body were of great help to him.
If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Moreover, Feng Qingyang has infinite ambitions. Only by stepping on the corpses and flesh of others can he rise step by step.
“Your path, your way, I will walk it for you…” Feng Qingyang was silent, turned around and looked at the sealed world that had begun to change, and sighed silently. It was obvious that in this battlefield between the two worlds, the cultivators of the sealed world would die, so… what about the cultivators of the spiritual world
If the skin is gone, where will the hair be attached? The saying goes, "If one prospers, all prosper; if one suffers, all suffer." This is exactly the case. If the sealed world collapses, then the palm world will also suddenly collapse under the tide of time and the pressure of this rotation!
The collapse of the sealed boundary is inevitable. What he needs to do now is to strengthen his own cultivation and protect what he should protect in this chaotic world.
When several people fell silent, Feng Qingyang stopped talking and never looked at Gu Qianxun standing beside her. There was a generation gap between the two of them, and this generation gap was an insurmountable barrier. Even if she spent her entire life, she would not be able to catch up.
The roar of the sky still did not stop, on the contrary, it tended to become more and more intense.
The aura belonging to Kong Xuan slowly revived, just like when Feng Qingyang was transcending the tribulation. At that time, he was so powerful and so majestic!
Feng Qingyang stood quietly in the void, his eyes like a god, looking at the void that was constantly collapsing and healing with a little dementia. He suddenly felt that all this was just a play by others.
Those who could not guess were perhaps looking at them with amusement and contempt, laughing wildly in the midst of life and death again and again.
This world is like a play, and they are the actors, shedding their last drop of blood just to make people outside the play smile.
"Are you watching the play, or have you already intervened in the story of the play? When you feel bored, you can't wait to advance the plot?" Feng Qingyang thought silently in his heart.
Boom!
Suddenly, a dazzling colorless divine light exploded, and the violent aura hit the void, so that suddenly, an aura that did not belong to this place spread out.
This colorless divine light was more powerful than the one that the mixed-feathered bird had originally transformed into. It was less illusory and more heavy and terrifying.
This horror carries a sense of strangeness, this strange feeling, perhaps Old Man Hou will realize what this represents, even Feng Qingyang can guess the meaning.
Not only him, but even the nine great saints in the spiritual world, and the first one who was next to Feng Qingyang at this moment, understood in an instant that this strange horror came from a place they dared not imagine. That place had too many yearnings, but at the same time, there was also an lingering hatred!