What a joke! The third will is nothing that ordinary people can compare to.
The void shook, and Feng Qingyang's arrogant laughter was heard. He came on the clouds, his clothes were whiter than snow, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were as bright as stars. The supreme demeanor he displayed almost made the heaven and earth eclipse him.
As he is at the level of a king, he can challenge almost any cultivator below the Saint. Even a half-saint can only bow down and worship him under his iron-blooded pressure.
As a roar came from the void, several semi-saints joined forces. Seeing that Feng Qingyang was about to arrive here, they jointly summoned their magic weapons and completely blocked the area within a radius of a thousand feet.
As their magic weapons were used, a vortex appeared thousands of feet away at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the ten thousand feet void. Powerful magic power was infused into it, almost turning the place into an iron wall.
Under the rapid rotation, it exudes a majestic pressure. The cooperation between several people is so perfect. But you have to know that they are the cultivators of sealing the world and controlling the world, they should be irreconcilable.
Feng Qingyang looked at the people below with cold eyes. He was not here to kill people. If there was one purpose for coming here, it was only one, to protect the Holy Prince and others and take the opportunity to speed up the battle.
But since he was here, he might as well give them a warning. This would at least save him a lot of unnecessary trouble. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated.
Looking at the light curtain that kept flickering below, he flashed and ran straight towards the light curtain. Almost suddenly, he arrived at the top of the light curtain and looked at the people below.
"Break!" He murmured in a low voice, took a step and came to the center of the vortex. The vortex was spinning very fast and contained a powerful pressure. If an ordinary cultivator entered, even a strong man at the peak of the Dao Transformation Realm would probably collapse into ashes in an instant.
But... that was just an ordinary person, and the one now is Feng Qingyang. This light curtain is divided into three layers, and each time there is an unparalleled Taoist weapon to suppress the center of the formation. It can be said to be an unprecedented super fierce formation. Not to mention that it can kill enemies when it is running, but at least the defense is top-notch.
But in Feng Qingyang's eyes, it was almost like it was made of paper. With just a flash, he arrived at the second layer of the vortex, and wherever he passed, the first layer of the vortex collapsed directly.
Everyone gasped and didn't even see Feng Qingyang make a move, but when they came to their senses, the first vortex had shattered, and the supreme Taoist weapon that suppressed it turned into scrap metal, lost its charm, and fell to the ground. When the wind blew, it broke into countless pieces.
This second light curtain is much stronger than the first one. Although it is also suppressed by a supreme Taoist weapon, the power contained in it is more than several times stronger.
The moment Feng Qingyang entered the vortex, the light in it began to flash rapidly. As the vortex rotated, the entire light curtain was rapidly twisting.
There was no sign at all. Its distortion was not a collapse, but a disguised mutation. It was ever-changing, almost a formation within a formation. When Feng Qingyang entered, he suddenly felt a powerful devouring force coming. He was careless and almost got caught.
"This barrier is good. It's much stronger than those good-for-nothings," Feng Qingyang praised. Although his voice was not loud, it still spread throughout the void. The powerful beings gathered below were almost all the powerful beings who controlled the world and sealed it.
Listening to Feng Qingyang's words, everyone blushed and wanted to explode, but when they thought of the other party's abnormal strength that made them despair, the only bit of anger in their hearts disappeared without a trace in an instant.
His eyes flashed, and he raised his hand and pressed lightly towards the vortex. At the moment of contact, the second layer of light curtain shook violently, and collapsed with a loud bang.
Feng Qingyang laughed wildly, unstoppable, approaching rapidly. When he reached the last layer of light curtain, which was the outer edge of the most powerful defensive light curtain, he punched forward without thinking.
There was no feeling of magic power leaking out, only surging physical strength. With a click, the light curtain was broken, just like blowing up a cultivation star.
When he appeared again, he had already arrived above the crowd, looking at the people below with cold eyes. After all, he came not for them, but for Ruoshui who was flowing to the west.
Others are afraid of this kind of evil creature from heaven and earth, but to him, it is a treasure.
And at the moment Feng Qingyang appeared, the two half-saints here and the half-saint in the sealed realm all took a step back, their faces pale. Feng Qingyang was so powerful that he was invincible under the Saint.
If he had only used half of his strength in the previous battle with Hou Qing's descendant, then now he was using all of his strength. His existence was enough to oppress the heaven and earth.
If this weren't a battlefield between the two worlds, wherever he passed, unless someone tried to restrain himself, the entire void would be crushed and collapsed under his pressure!
"I'm not coming here to target you... If you want to kill me, feel free to come forward." Feng Qingyang looked at the Saint who had initially shouted at him. Although he didn't know this person, he understood that it was he who had used his powerful spiritual sense to reversely deduce and find his position.
In that case, why not just show up and threaten the other party with your powerful force, and then see what he can do
"Fellow Daoist, you must not be an ordinary person. Since you are a semi-saint, why don't you find a place to enjoy your old age peacefully? If you learn from the young people to fight and kill outside, and if you accidentally hurt your bones, wouldn't it be a regret in your life?"
After hearing this, the old man glared, puffed his beard and glared, and immediately retorted: "I am Han Cangzi, how can a little bastard like you point fingers at me as you please?"
This old man also had a hot temper. He immediately walked out of the crowd, holding a large golden seal. This seal was the supreme Taoist weapon that had been used to set the last layer of the barrier.
If Feng Qingyang had not held back at the last moment, I'm afraid the seal would have collapsed along with the formation.
"Han Cangzi?" Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned, as if he had heard of his name somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be his master, and also a good friend of the Ghost King.
Today's Ghost King and the Ten Kings of Hell are all cultivating in his Dantian world. The Dantian world is a world of its own and is evolving all the time. In addition, with the suppression of the Corpse King's bloodline, he doesn't have to worry about it.
Sometimes he would concentrate his mind and communicate with the Ghost King and others. Only in this way did he know who this person was. Han Cangzi was not a proper half-saint. If he had to say something, he might as well be called an old naughty boy.
Moreover, he has no sect or affiliation, which is exactly what Feng Qingyang needs. If he is poached and brought into the Holy Prince's camp, wouldn't it be possible to quickly advance the progress of the war
Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, took two steps forward, looked at the old man in front of him, and suddenly bowed deeply: "Junior Feng Qingyang, do you know if Senior Han has ever heard my master mention it?"