The air of chaos rises and falls.

Devouring and suppressing the void, the dantian world quickly copied the three thousand avenues of the spirit world.

Make it continue to improve, every time it successfully devours the Great Dao, the strength of the dantian world will increase by one point, so that the current devouring tribulation is actually proportional, from the original expansion of a hundred zhang to a thousand zhang.

Billions of living beings are numb and devoured...... Devouring the Tribulation!

What is this? Feng Qingyang roared angrily, nine deaths, covered in blood, and exerting the power of devouring the backlash he endured, which also made him tremble all over.

If it weren't for the strength of his body, I don't know how many times he died, and even so, his own bones were quickly broken and reunited, infinitely alternating between destruction and rebirth.

He is not a tribulation now, but wants to suppress the great tribulation, it seems that he has reversed his role, forcibly colliding with the rules of the spirit world with his own world, oppressing thousands of avenues with his own strength, and encroaching on the three thousand heavenly realms of the spirit world in all directions.

Only in this way can he become stronger, and he will have the opportunity to touch the edge of the top, the sea of tears is rolling, not dying, and the action of the wind is undoubtedly a naked contempt for the sky.

The human face that gathered out, the left eye reincarnated, the right eye Haoyang, closed and opened, and the two dazzling lights shot into the sky like sharp swords, heading straight for the wind Qingyang.

Everywhere I passed, ten thousand ways rose and fell, this is the will of the Heavenly Dao, this is the order of the Heavenly Dao, along the way, countless main stars trembled, and even more, under the interweaving of the breath of silence, a column began to appear.

"At the edge of the spirit world, the Nine Shadow Stars have collapsed again!" I don't know who suddenly shouted loudly, and as soon as these words came out, a monstrous wave almost stirred up in the crowd, and countless monks who had gathered their eyes on this place began to investigate the four directions.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, the main star trembled, and the death star had already appeared: "The sky wants to destroy me, the sky wants to destroy me......" The voices were full of despair.

Feng Qingyang's expression did not change, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he also felt the weirdness in it, snorted coldly and didn't say anything, and held back the shaking and trembling in his heart.

He wants to devour the Heavenly Dao, he wants to change the day, he wants to seal his inner thoughts, raise his hand to cover the sky, and spread his own Dao rhyme all over the sky, he wants to devour the thunder tribulation at this time, and jump to the final stage in one fell swoop.

He doesn't need to procrastinate, all he needs is to move forward quickly.

After so many years, those ancient or medieval monks can still experience this feeling of dead silence, after all, they have experienced it once, but even if they have experienced it, and now they feel it again, their faces are a little unnatural.

This is the coming of death, and he does not deprive him of life in an instant, but constantly evolves and weaves despair, allowing despair to eat away at the monk's heart, and even more so to let despair break them.

After the break, the rest of their lives, whether they are dead or dead, no one knows, they are now, almost all eyes are on Feng Qingyang,

After all, only if he succeeds in crossing the tribulation, can he truly control the third will and control the life and death of the spirit world.

The wind smiled fiercely, with a palm of his hand, Qinglian appeared, and faced the coming dazzling light under the earth, and collided fiercely, at that moment, he felt death, and also felt severe pain, which seemed not to be evenly matched, but the vastness and powerlessness in the face of the mountain, so that the final helplessness.

His blood, sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth, destroyed the void in all directions, making his whole person float in the chaotic qi, Xuanhuang and the world qi of the dantian world, wrapped him, and blessed his absolute immortality, even so, he was still hit hard,

The bones were shattered, the blood was drenched, as if his entire body had been split alive, the wind was clear and the mana was running wildly, and the blood of the corpse king in his body roared, refining the hundreds of millions of living souls that he had devoured before.

Even if the blood stains the spiritual world, he will not bow his head and beg for mercy, his existence is destined to be unwilling, his strength is destined to be invincible, all this is not destined by heaven, but fate, his life is himself.

He said that he would be absolutely invincible, then he would be invincible, he believed that he could successfully control the spirit world, then he could control the spirit world, he was the supreme of the spirit world, the master of the spirit world,

"I believe that I can destroy you, but you can't help me. ”

"Qingyang, we believe in you. In the distance, Emperor Immortal shouted anxiously, and this voice fell on Feng Qingyang's ears, like a burst of chicken blood for him.

It made him look high-spirited, and he couldn't see the slightest tiredness, and he turned his head with Lei Haizhong, looked at Emperor Immortal and the others, grinned, blood was all over his teeth, and it was all over his body.

"Only you can lead us to break through this prison world. Qian Yanli said silently, the moment he had been waiting for, the moment that the city lord of Sin City had said, and today, it was finally about to become a reality.

"Zhenshi Bronze Coffin!" Ge's, Feng Qingyang's tone paused, his loose body suddenly shook, and the three major artistic conceptions on his body all exploded, suppressing the two dazzling lights that swept over.

At the same moment, a huge coffin appeared from the void, the size of a hundred zhang, coming in all directions, as if derived from outside the spiritual world, the wind is clear and the face does not change color, the meaning of the seal is shrouded in it, and it collides with the dazzling light head-on.

"Kill!" As soon as these words came out, his eyes also shot out two rays of light, and two blood-colored broadswords evolved in mid-air, opening them up with the momentum of opening the world.

At this moment, the wind is clear and invincible, he stands in the void, as if he has dominated the years, his eyes are indifferent, it is so vicissitudes, life is just a few hundred years, his appearance has made earth-shaking strange changes in the spiritual world, but at the same time, it also brought him to the pinnacle of life.

"Boom!" The angry roar on the human face, obviously the provocation of Feng Qingyang had been really felt by him, he snorted coldly, spat out golden flowers, and swirled, swept past Feng Qingyang's body.

Boom, Feng Qingyang's whole body exploded, his body was shattered, his flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and he seemed to be dead, but his creative qi, his essence and spirit, were all tempered by thousands of tempers, and at the moment of smashing, they were instantly recombined.

It seems that the previous shattering is just an illusion, his black hair is fluttering, although his gaze is more resolute, but the reorganized body has changed.

He himself didn't notice that the phoenix pattern in his heart began to release essence light at this time, and then, he raised his finger to the sky, cherishing the same light and hitting the thunder sea above.

It made ten thousand daos roar, hundreds of millions of living beings bleeding from their mouths and noses, and under this collision, their own avenue trembled, after all, their dao had been completely integrated into the tribulation of the emperor who was clear in the wind.