The Xuanhuang sword inserted into the groove shone so brightly that Feng Qingyang, who was holding the sword, felt as if he was about to be shaken away.
The hazy halo suddenly expanded to dozens of feet, like an evil dragon that had been sealed for thousands of years finally seeing the light of day again in an instant. The aura that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly gushed out after the entry of the Xuanhuang Sword.
Feng Qingyang formed seals with his hands, and the powerful recoil force created countless strange phenomena in the void. Wind and rain came together with a majestic power. The silent cold air exploded and instantly froze the void for thousands of feet.
Crystal clear, the dim sky and earth are reflecting dazzling light under the ice, countless ice crystals appear in the void, as if it is raining ice crystals.
They fell sparsely with endless crackling sounds as they hit the ground. They shattered and melted, then turned into icy snow again. Feng Qingyang clasped his hands together and pressed against the burst of cold air.
He didn't want to be shaken off, as that would not only mean the loss of a treasure that might be an opportunity for him, but more importantly, once he fell from the ancient coffin, his fate would be self-evident.
"How can I lose?" In the face of crisis, Feng Qingyang's pupils turned bloodshot, and he practiced countless Taoist spells, all of which were pressed towards the void without hesitation.
Boom!
There were bursts of earth-shaking noises. Under the bombardment of Feng Qingyang's powerful magical powers, he managed to stabilize his body in this thousand-foot frozen world and directly settled at the position closest to the groove.
After stabilizing his body, he took a step forward. With this step, his original eight-foot height suddenly increased to a hundred feet.
And only with this height can he stabilize the Xuanhuang sword inserted into the groove. The flashing light bombarded the scales all over his body, sparks flew, and it was extremely dazzling. All this fell into the eyes of the four old men in the distance, and they all gasped again, secretly saying that he was really a pervert.
The body of the king was about to break through the body of the zombie ancestor. At this moment, it spread out without any reservation, ferocious and terrifying, but also with an indescribable beauty. With a low roar, Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand, broke through the swirling halo and the thousand-foot ice that penetrated the void, and tightly clasped it on the scabbard of the Xuanhuang Sword.
"We can't let him open the ancient tomb so easily. The old master's slumber cannot be defiled by others." The old man in tortoise shell had been silent the whole time. He quietly watched all the changes in Feng Qingyang and finally spoke out.
As soon as these words were spoken, the four of them looked at each other, and together they pressed their palms towards Feng Qingyang. At the moment they pressed, light flashed within their palms, and the incarnations of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise suddenly appeared. Not only that, they suddenly merged into a ball of light as they moved forward.
The moment the ball of light headed straight for Feng Qingyang, his hair stood on end. Feng Qingyang suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis again. This feeling seemed to be countless times stronger than the initial pursuits. And all of this was caused by the infinitely approaching ball of light.
The four of them had cold eyes, and after the ball of light appeared, they chanted ancient spells. The power of rules was derived, and with a wave of their hands, all of them surrounded the rapidly approaching ball of light. After only a brief contact, they merged together again.
It happened silently, but all this was enough to frighten Feng Qingyang. In shock, he quickly made hand gestures with both hands and condensed all the magic power in his body into one stream. Without thinking, he bit his tongue and practiced flying in the air.
"Canglong!" With his current cultivation level, he drew the rune in the void again. It was extremely powerful. Almost at the moment when he withdrew his hand, the power of the rune shook the frozen void, and the roar spread out from the cracks.
The head of an extremely huge blue dragon, almost as big as a small hill, slowly emerged. Its appearance instantly dispelled the rapidly approaching oppressive atmosphere.
Boom! The blue dragon swooped down and collided with the ball of light, but at the moment of contact, it suddenly collapsed. However, this collapse did not make the ball of light disappear. Instead, under the bombardment of the blue dragon, it split into four again and transformed into the original forms of the four great beasts.
The strange change made Feng Qingyang's face change drastically. Seeing the oncoming Azure Dragon Dharma Image, all the strength in his body suddenly gathered. The moment he raised his hand, roars came from the void, accompanied by powerful pressure, and three big worlds suddenly appeared.
"Explode!" Feng Qingyang roared, but just when his fists were about to touch, the four beasts that had been separated turned into balls of light again, as if all this was just to touch Feng Qingyang himself.
When the two came into contact, Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank. He clearly felt the strange power contained in the ball of light. If these four people were not in a weak state, otherwise, at their peak, as long as he touched the ball of light, even with his current body, he would still collapse in an instant.
In the crisis, the roar almost made him lose all his hearing. After the ball of light blew up three big worlds, he pointed forward with one hand. At this moment, he finally suppressed the four directions again with the power of the Dantian world.
The green lotus swayed out slowly, turning the entire world into pure green, as if the world was originally like this, green was indifferent and elegant, but after leaving the station, it excluded the light ball in an irreversible manner.
"The Immortal King is in the Ninth Heaven, a flower blooms with a thought, and he rules the world!" Feng Qingyang spoke silently, his eyes flashing with a terrifying brilliance. He is not the strongest here, but he wants to be the strongest in the end.
He hadn't used the Green Lotus of Creation for a long time, and originally wanted to use it as his trump card to overcome the calamity.
When the Sealing Tree God was killed, all of his enormous willpower was absorbed by the Green Lotus of Creation, causing it to grow to an extremely terrifying level.
If it was just a small sapling at the beginning, then at this moment, the sapling has shed its ignorant outer coat and transformed itself into a strong one, so that it can shelter Feng Qingyang from the wind and rain.
Once the Green Lotus of Creation appears, who can compete with it? Feng Qingyang is a hundred feet tall. He pierces the void with one hand and firmly grasps the Xuanhuang Sword. He lets it shake the earth and sky, but he remains motionless like a mountain.
"Little thief, die!" Seeing the ball of light being trapped, several powerful old men in the back suddenly shouted angrily. Their voices were like thunder, shaking the universe. Even Feng Qingyang, who was a hundred feet tall, felt his ears numb.
He turned a blind eye. How could this group of old guys want him to stop? He had finally come here, experienced life and death, and was about to see the secret of the Xuanhuang Sword being cracked, and this coffin would eventually be opened. How could he give up at this moment
"Old thing, stop making trouble. If you want to stop me, you can just stop coming and kill me. Why bother with words when you can take action?" Feng Qingyang said with a disdainful smile.