As the sealing state of mind was exerted, the magical power that was about to explode of the ancient demon suddenly became as still as a mountain and fixed in the void. Feng Qingyang approached and instantly pressed one hand on the opponent's brow.
Perhaps... Now he understood why he had felt such a desolate and sad feeling before!
Obviously, this monster is undoubtedly an ancient cultivator. They are so powerful that the rules evolve their bodies, the avenue becomes their power, and they can rule the world with just their will.
However, when the way of heaven changed and they were swallowed up, they felt that there was no hope of achieving enlightenment, and thus they all entered the Xuanhuang Land. With their strength, how could they not know the cave world here
Perhaps, they once had ambitions to create the world and get out of this cave world. However, who knew that the way of heaven would change, and under the push of the catastrophe, they could only enter Xuanhuang in despair, and even abandon their powerful bodies, leaving only their consciousness to evolve the universe and open up their dream world.
"I respect your bodies, but you are now just a puppet of the will of heaven. Senior, no wonder I acted so badly. I will complete what you have not completed."
Feng Qingyang's eyes were icy, and the coldness in them was overwhelming, as if freezing the void. That sneer would make anyone who saw it have their hair stand on end and their spine go cold.
As he whispered, the sealed ancient demon suddenly broke free from the suppression. Its huge body seemed to have charm all of a sudden. A strange light flashed in its eyes, and it swung its fist.
The law of thunder here, in their time, may have found a higher realm beyond the Hedao realm, which they called immortality. But now, if Old Man Hou were to come here again, he would definitely shout in shock: "This is bullshit immortal energy, it's clearly a trace of the breath of a god!"
With just one punch, without any magical powers or even magic, just relying on that wisp of breath, the sky here suddenly changed color. The originally dim sky became even darker, and there was even a hint of oppressive atmosphere.
There was a violent storm, dark clouds and rumbling thunder. The battle between the Holy Prince and the Thunder Dragon had reached a fever pitch. A golden hoop became a hundred feet long and smashed down with one blow. The Thunder Dragon rolled over, its scales fell off and it screamed miserably.
But after all, he was not a small fish or shrimp. With a scream, he waved his dragon claws, and the law of thunder transformed into a thunder blade, piercing through the void and heading straight for the face of the Holy Prince.
"Brother Monkey, be careful!" Feng Qingyang exclaimed, and also threw a punch. After meeting the ancient monster's fist, he immediately spoke. If he didn't know the temper of the Holy Prince, he would have wanted to take the other party into his own Dantian world.
However, he was worrying too much. After all, the opponent was also a famous Holy Prince who suppressed the demon clan in the spiritual world. In the art of fighting, he becomes stronger when facing a strong opponent. The bloody battle further aroused his ruthlessness.
The monkey's eyes were as wide as the sky. He roared and rushed up again with the stick in his hand. However, he heard the doctor's deafening roar and there was no light, only the sound of shattering.
Crack, boom!
The stick broke in half, and just when Feng Qingyang wanted to help, the missing thunder dragon struggled for a moment, and its huge body turned over and turned into a bolt of lightning with a bang, and then dissipated in the sky and earth.
"So powerful, that stick, is it a law..." Feng Qingyang murmured. The victory of the Saint Prince made his blood boil. After all, he was also a terrifying existence that could challenge the Half-Saint.
He punched out three big worlds and crushed the opponent with a terrifying posture. If he couldn't even defeat an ancient monster guarding the gate, then what was the point of entering and seizing the treasure
Boom, the three great worlds showed their supreme postures, and the ancient monster had no way to retreat, and could only scream miserably. At the moment of collapse, Feng Qingyang clearly felt a sense of relief. It seemed that he would not die so easily, but was determined to die. Even if his body was invaded by the will of heaven, he still had the upper hand.
The demonic energy in the valley collapsed, and the gathered lightning and thunder disappeared in an instant like a howling gale. The sun shone on the earth again. Feng Qingyang looked at the Holy Prince in a daze. He was wondering what he felt when he discovered that the other party was a powerful ancient demon and when he attacked to kill him.
"What are you looking at? I'll be embarrassed if you keep looking at me." Suddenly, the Holy Prince shouted angrily without even turning his head.
Feng Qingyang looked away awkwardly and said, "Brother Monkey, did you get anything?"
Before he could finish, the Saint Prince suddenly sat cross-legged in the air, his precious appearance shining. The ancient demon aura that was about to completely dissipate turned into an overwhelming and majestic ancient and vicissitudes of life aura, which all entered the other party's body.
It was a kind of power, and more importantly, a kind of recognition. The Holy Prince meditated for half an hour before waking up from his deep sleep. Looking at Feng Qingyang who was standing beside him to protect him, he was grateful in his heart, but showed no expression on the surface.
“I didn’t expect that I would be the one who gained the most.”
Feng Qingyang turned around and congratulated him. The Holy Prince naturally gained the most. He struggled with the Thunder Dragon for a long time, and was obviously trying to figure out the other party's ancient demon aura.
The ancient Heavenly Dao was already extraordinary. The difference between the powerful beings of that time and those of today is almost like heaven and earth. For the Saint Prince, the aura of the ancient demon was an unrivaled treasure that surpassed everything.
And after he absorbed all of this aura, his semi-saint level aura improved again. If Taihao Immortal Mansion is the lair of the ancient demon, then after he absorbs all of it, he will directly reach an unprecedented quasi-saint level of cultivation.
Feng Qingyang was ambitious and thought to himself that he had come to the right place. Although this place did not bring him any benefit, he was naturally happy to see his brother get good fortune.
"If I can absorb another hundred ancient demon qi, I might be able to break through to the Quasi-Sage level! Unfortunately, there is too little demon qi at the moment, and the ancient demon qi is slowly disappearing..."
The Holy Prince had a helpless look on his face. It was obvious that the sooner he got here, the stronger the ancient demon aura he would absorb would be, and the benefit to him would definitely be the greatest.
"Brother Monkey, don't say that. We are only on the periphery now. As long as we continue to go in, we can devour the ancient demon's aura." Feng Qingyang couldn't bear to see the Holy Prince disappointed, so he could only speak out.
The two looked at each other, thousands of words were contained in one look, watching the collapse of the valley, and the golden color around them returned to the gate of Taihao Immortal Palace again.
This time, there were no more strange statues. Looking at the second stone door in front of him, Feng Qingyang felt excited. Maybe behind this door, he would find what he wanted.
Thinking of this, he turned into a long rainbow and rushed forward. The Holy Prince laughed and followed him forward. There was an ancient feeling above the door, but it was obviously not the first time it was opened.
I think it was opened by the monks who entered. Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand and pressed it gently!