The high temperature that was blowing in his face seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world. Even Feng Qingyang's body as the Zombie King could not be spared under this flame.
His eyes were bright, not because of fear, but on the contrary, there was a kind of madness. Genius and pervert are essentially the same, both are the kind of powerful people who dare to challenge the limits.
"This fire may be able to temper my body. If it can be strengthened again, then I will have more confidence in transforming into the body of the Zombie Ancestor under the calamity of the emperor." The magic power in his body was running wildly, and the suspended Du'e Tower was also madly releasing cold air.
The two superimposed on each other, and under the collision of ice and fire, Feng Qingyang suddenly let out a violent roar. This sound moved the heaven and earth, so that under this bright red flame, a storm suddenly arose.
He tried to forcibly hold back the pain in his body, and was almost about to sever his connection with his original body. Under the sweep of the dark red storm, Feng Qingyang even felt that his magic power was about to burn. The extremely high temperature made it impossible for him to breathe, and the scorching air waves gave him a strong sense of oppression.
This high temperature made him feel that even a half-saint would be melted instantly if he came here. In fact, this place was actually an insurmountable obstacle. If Feng Qingyang could adapt to this place, then he would have the opportunity to move forward and touch the dark red ** area in the center.
Over the countless years, no one knew how many people had perished in this sea of fire. Feng Qingyang clenched his teeth. At this moment, he was not only tempering his body, but also tempering his will. It was this terrifying third will of the spiritual world that prevented his body from turning into ashes after breaking through the limits again and again, but instead reached a higher level.
Throughout the universe, the techniques of body tempering are all derived from the four origins, but among these four origins, only fire is the most difficult, and almost no one dares to touch it.
When a human cultivator achieves a breakthrough in his cultivation and is blessed by the Heaven, he can directly control the corresponding attributes and magical powers of the four origins. But even so, once he is backfired and devoured, he will die, because his fragile body cannot withstand the extremely fierce devouring of the origin.
Feng Qingyang is just the opposite. Every breakthrough he makes is a life-and-death struggle. After endless training, his body has become abnormally strong.
Therefore, he could stand in the flames for so long. This was not only due to the Du'e Tower that suppressed the icy air, but also due to the strength of his own body. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the magic weapon was, it could not really help him overcome the crisis. Under this raging flame, he was like a phoenix rising from the ashes. Once he broke through and awakened, he would definitely be an earth-shaking man.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang, with his body of the Zombie King, has managed to tighten his teeth and stand till now under this unimaginable high temperature. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel any pain. It was impossible for him not to feel any pain.
This pain even burned through his body and his soul. His skin cracked and shattered again and again, and reappeared again and again. Gradually, he didn't even notice that he had adapted to the red ocean world he was in.
The spreading sea of fire, when they realized that there were incombustible foreign objects here, actually gathered here. The fire of thousands of feet began to shrink and collapse madly. With Feng Qingyang's persistence, it turned into a huge fireball in the blink of an eye.
The moment the fireball was formed, Jiang Feng Qingyang fixed it firmly in it. Countless flames seemed to have found their source and poured towards this place.
At that moment, the roar appeared again, but this roar did not come from outside, but from Feng Qingyang who was enduring the high temperature. He was naked, and the white clothes he was wearing had long disappeared in the fire. Under the nakedness, there was not a single hair left on his bald body. Fortunately, his eyebrows and hair were protected. Perhaps it was his subconscious action, and anything could burn, but these places could not burn.
As the saying goes, if you take care of the head, you can't take care of the tail. After saving the three thousand strands of hair and eyebrows, how can he protect the most important hair under his body? There was almost no grass growing, and his bald little brother drooped his head. He suddenly felt a little scared. What if it was burned? Although he was not the kind of person who indulged in desire, he thought that if that thing was broken, wouldn't he become a eunuch
It was the word "eunuch" that stimulated his heart. His brows were shining, and under the high temperature, the curse rune was forced out. After leaving his brows, it instantly merged into the Du'e Tower. The flames came and wrapped around his limbs. In a blink of an eye, his whole body was surrounded by fire. As it condensed, the bright red color began to darken.
If he hadn't seen it, when he was burned by the fire, a vivid phoenix pattern suddenly appeared on his chest, and a faint consciousness came from the sky. After spreading throughout his body, it turned into a feeling of nostalgia and reluctance, and finally dissipated.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang's body was in tatters, with no intact skin left. He looked extremely scary, but if you looked at the phoenix pattern on his chest and looked closely, he looked breathtakingly strange and gorgeous, especially when he opened his eyes, which were as bright as stars and as dark as a black hole.
However, this scene is destined to remain unknown to anyone, perhaps people can see this thrilling scene.
As the flames concentrated and condensed, his figure could no longer be seen. It was as if he had turned into a gust of air and completely melted into the fire.
This scene of heaven and earth was extremely horrifying, almost beyond description. Here, the sky and the earth were burning with flames wherever they passed.
This is a world created by fire. Feng Qingyang probably never imagined all this.
Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, a day, and ten full days passed. He was burned by the fire for ten days.
Perhaps it seemed that he had turned into ashes, and one could even see his blood beating under the fire.
His entire body was crystal clear, with his bones clearly visible. After such a long time, he had finally adapted to this sea of fire, and his body had been strengthened by the burning.
"Maybe... I can become even stronger!" Feng Qingyang suddenly murmured to himself in the sea of fire. As the voice appeared, he was actually galloping in the sea of fire, as refreshing as a fish entering the sea.
Boom boom boom!
His rapid gallop once again caused an explosion in the area. The sea of fire in the sky suddenly cracked open due to his high-speed movement. After the crack appeared, flames rushed in from all directions, and suddenly, a storm arose.