From afar, it looked like someone was soaring up in the sea of blood, and flew ninety thousand miles away. His will to swallow the sky was eager to force the sky to the nine heavens, and the monstrous evil spirit he emitted suddenly blasted away the howling of ghosts and wolves in all directions.
A distance of thousands of feet passed by in a flash. Feng Qingyang pressed the void with one hand and was able to shorten the distance infinitely. Although the Xuanhuang Land was vast, he could reach the border in just half a day at his fast speed.
At the edge of the palm world, there are five huge whirlpools, which were originally used to teleport to the sealed world. However, now seven out of ten people in the world have died, and no one knows where the remaining cultivators are hiding. Even those who survived have mostly gathered in the City of Sin.
As a result, the Xuanhuang land is now a vast sea of blood without a single person in sight. The faster Feng Qingyang gallops, the gloomier the weather becomes. If it weren't for his own lack of strength, he really wanted to blow up the blood moon in the sky with one punch.
“Qingshuang… If it weren’t for you, why would I go through so much trouble?” Feng Qingyang looked at the vortex that appeared in front of him with an understated voice. He raised his foot and when he stepped down, he appeared again and had returned to the palm world.
If we say that when he left the world, the blood of the human cultivators had suppressed the destiny, then this place now is deserted for thousands of miles, with blood flowing and corpses floating everywhere, all retaining the shape at the moment of their death.
Feng Qingyang activated his magic power and could not help but slap the air with his palm. His heart moved with his palm, and wherever his palm passed, fire broke out. Seeing the sky engulfed in flames, Feng Qingyang's heart fell to the bottom.
"Perhaps as Taihao said, if Qingshuang had not been extinguished, there would not be this tragic scene now, Lord Huo... should I thank you or hate you?"
As the car sped along, countless creatures complained. Those souls that remained in the world and had not yet completely dissipated were collected one by one by Feng Qingyang into his own Dantian world.
Although this world is not under his control at all, the countless rights in it can still be used. The three thousand avenues of the spiritual world that he stripped away stabilized the four corners of the world, and the bloodline of the Corpse King suppressed his luck, preventing it from collapsing.
The King of Ghosts and the Ten Kings of Hell have regained control of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It is believed that given time, it will be able to operate again. In that case, the residual souls that have entered may have a chance to reincarnate.
Suddenly, something seemed to condense in the sea of blood between heaven and earth, blocking Feng Qingyang's direction of progress. This sudden change made him stop abruptly.
The sea of blood rolled and roared, and in the blood-red world, a figure that was extremely hazy suddenly appeared. It was almost completed in an instant, and it twisted and stretched out its arms to grab Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang's face changed, and he retreated a hundred feet without thinking. At the same time, he raised his hand and pressed forward. The void roared and rolled in turmoil. The sea of blood suddenly rose again and condensed into a flash of ancient gate.
The moment he reappeared, a shrill scream came from the front, and a strong aura rushed towards Feng Qingyang. After hitting the gate, Feng Qingyang made a gesture and pointed forward. Immediately, the gate was filled with a powerful strangling force.
An astonishing murderous aura flashed out, appeared out of thin air and spread all around, like nimble red silk threads, bypassing the ancient gate and heading straight for Feng Qingyang again. Viewed from a distance, these red silk threads were particularly terrifying, with countless of them wriggling in the void, and just one look at them made one's scalp tingle.
"burst!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes darkened. As soon as he said this, the door that appeared suddenly twisted. Countless rays of light bloomed and blocked the erosion of the red thread in an instant.
Moreover, at the moment of blocking, it suddenly collapsed with a loud bang that shook the earth. The aura formed by the collapse, under the influence of Feng Qingyang's will, transformed into a huge lightsaber, sweeping across the front, and suddenly collided with the hazy figure in the sea of blood with the force of a meteor chasing the moon.
The sea of blood twisted, and under the attack of the huge lightsaber, it immediately rolled backwards. At the same time, screams were heard. Feng Qingyang stared and saw that screams were coming from it without him knowing when.
Feng Qingyang lowered his eyes and took a deep look at the sea of blood. He didn't know who the hazy thing that appeared before was. If it was a human cultivator, it had no soul. But if it was a monster, how could such a thing exist
It seems ordinary, but in fact it contains countless tricks. Feng Qingyang has only seen the tip of the iceberg. He continues to move forward across the sea of blood. It may take another two days to reach the city of sin.
He didn't want to delay even a moment now, he just regretted that he was not fast enough. Even if he had wings, he still couldn't escape far in the sea of blood.
"What a good trick! I haven't seen you for many days. I never thought that your strength would become so strong." A mocking voice came from the void, causing Feng Qingyang, who was about to leave, to stop instantly.
Following the source of the sound, a figure appeared again at the place where the initial hazy figure disappeared, but this time it was no longer hazy, but a real human cultivator.
He was handsome and had a strong aura. The moment he appeared, Feng Qingyang could sense his cultivation level, which was between that of a quasi-saint. However, he did not know this person himself, so why did he say that
"Don't you know who I am?" Seeing Feng Qingyang silent, this man sneered, then took a step forward. At that moment, thousands of seas of blood followed him, as if he was the master here and could mobilize these seas of blood unscrupulously.
"I think you know this, Hunyuanzi."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes fixed, staring at the handsome man who appeared in front of him. Somehow, he suddenly hated this kind of guy who looked neither female nor unfeminine. Almost at the moment when the other party revealed his name, he stepped back again, with a flash of blood in his eyes.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Of course he knew Hunyuanzi. He was worried that he couldn't find him. Now, someone who could find Hunyuanzi finally appeared, so he would definitely interrogate him thoroughly.
He raised his right hand and waved it forward: "Evil Realm!"
As soon as these words came out, the originally calm void began to tumble again. With a loud bang, a huge vortex suddenly formed in the sky above. The ferocious aura in the vortex leaked out, mixed with the murderous aura, and surrounded Feng Qingyang.
In just a short moment, thousands of evil spirits gathered and filled the sky, suppressing all the area here, so that even the opponent, who was so powerful, had a gloomy face under the evil spirit.
Feng Qingyang's actions were undoubtedly a provocation to him.
"I want to see how much difference there is between your disciples of the Ninth Heaven Palace and us?" The handsome young man had a gloomy face, and his original smile disappeared, replaced by a face full of anger.