The wind bleed, and he wiped the blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

Perhaps others have also noticed that after every shot, his body will shake, and the blood on the corner of his mouth will not stop, like an oil lamp that will be extinguished at any time when he has reached the end of his life.

Tens of thousands of monks frowned, if this continued, Feng Qingyang would be defeated sooner or later, and once defeated, then the end they faced would be death, and they all hated this place.

"Kill!" the quasi-saint power was furious, and it was not the Evergreen King who took the lead, perhaps because after discovering the mission he had appeared, he was even more determined not to make a move.

Although he didn't retreat, at least, he wouldn't be in the same league as these people, but the woman who spoke before was someone who had something to do with the drought.

This person's single name is Night, and it is rumored that he is the only powerful person surviving from the ancient Night Tribe, and his name is Yezun.

"Killing him doesn't give him the slightest chance to recover. "The Supreme Power can shoot together, and no longer care about his face, whether it is a single fight or a group fight, as long as he kills him, because only in this way can he live.

And the only way to survive is to kill Feng Qingyang, either you die or I live! This is a battle without a choice, and there is no right or wrong position.

They shot together, and the avenue roared, and after it appeared, it triggered a chaotic qi, directly piercing the heavens and the earth, trapping Feng Qingyang in it, and not giving him the slightest chance to fight back.

"Creation ...... is invincible!" Feng Qingyang's expression was indifferent, and he only had a sneer in his heart about the many crazy quasi-saint powers on the scene, and he only had a merciless killing intent.

The lotus leaves were turbulent, emitting a deafening sound of gold and iron fighting, and the soft lotus leaves, like long swords, became extremely hard, sonorous and powerful, shaking the universe, every time it was turbulent, the void would tremble, unlike its previous passive defense, this time, Feng Qingyang turned on the crazy killing mode.

He wants to control the initiative, control the initiative of a fight, but whoever comes to kill him, he will kill them one by one, only in this way, can they all devour their souls, to replenish his own heritage, he knows, when all the powers of this place are killed, that is when he really crosses the catastrophe.

He used his burning essence blood to carry his last will, pinched the trick with both hands, derived countless divine lights, Dao rhymes, and integrated into Qinglian, which suddenly made it murderous and terrifying, almost turning this place into a purgatory, enveloping the heavens and all the worlds, and swallowing all these quasi-saint powers at the same time.

"When!" A quasi-saint swooped over, and after entering this purgatory, the supreme dao weapon in his hand collided with the lotus leaf of the clear wind, he screamed, and was the first to be locked in purgatory by the Dao rhyme spread by the lotus leaf, and his body was directly turned into two, and the divine soul just appeared, and was swallowed by the wind Qingyang.

Almost at the moment when he devoured it, the strength of Purgatory increased by another point, and everyone still didn't understand that Feng Qingyang was using their divine soul to refine it and supply it to their own mana.

However, this refining ability is too fast, they were shocked by Feng Qingyang's joke ability, don't they know that Feng Qingyang at this time is also slightly shocked, the corpse king's bloodline is too domineering, the divine soul has just entered the body, it is decomposed and melted, through the creation of the dantian world, Qinglian, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into the purest mana, and it is precisely in this way that he can fight endlessly, although he is injured, but he is tired of using his magical powers.

"It's just a collision that kills someone, you have to be careful, don't touch the Creation Qinglian in his hand, that thing is weird. Yezun said in a condensed voice, and in the same way, she was also shocked by the power and weirdness of Feng Qingyang.

The blood at the corner of his mouth kept going, although he had an endless stream of mana, but his own consumption was also huge, and his venerable body was humble and completely controlled, so that the strength of the backlash that appeared now was unprecedented.

Moreover, he evolved this side of purgatory, so naturally he would not easily stop, how could he lose the initiative so easily? He raised his hand to the void, and with a bend of his five fingers, he grabbed the void as sharp as an eagle's claw, and pressed it lightly under the roll.

Suddenly, the calm void began to fold, like a wave, carrying terrifying power to slap the few people in front of them, and the Dao rules and divine charm visible to the naked eye spread, turning this place into a real purgatory.

"Kill!"

The wind cleared and locked the nearest quasi-saint, and the void strangled the earth upside down, and the terrifying power contained in the void, like a big wave, wave after wave, and the constant impact made him scream loudly, and his soul was destroyed.

"Let's join forces to attack and break through this purgatory......" Many quasi-saints were shocked, looking at the wind in disbelief, and two of them fell one after another, this is simply a terrifying and terrifying golden scene, he is a meat grinder, and everywhere he goes, there is no separation of corpses and bones.

The hearts of many quasi-saints trembled, but they also reacted instantly, they gathered together, avoiding the danger of being broken by the wind and Qingyang, and immediately joined forces to exert their magical powers, and various avenues began to merge, and countless illusioned Dao rhymes also rushed towards the four directions of the world.

And at this moment, Yezun, who had been on the official website next to her, also suddenly made a move, she didn't make a move, as soon as she made a move, her body was like thunder, her body rose into the air, and the two wings behind her blew a fierce wind, and she alone directly shook the purgatory of the wind and the wind was clear.

He wore a purple-red whip in his hand, like a soft poisonous snake, shuttling through the void, and everywhere he passed was shattering the heavens and the earth, burning the void, crushing the sky, and coming directly to the wind Qingyang.

It's so fast, it's almost to the extreme, and the law of time with Longzun, it's all over it, Feng Qingyang waved Qinglian forward, wanting to cut off the entanglement of the whip, who knows, Qinglian actually pounced on a void, and with this gap, the whip has already tied him all over his body.

Almost at the moment of being bound, the divine power laws of the nine quasi-saint powers had been transported, and they rushed towards the wind Qingyang, and the terrifying coercion was unheard of, surpassing everything.

"No!" Qian Yanli was shocked, such a terrifying combination, where would Feng Qingyang have a chance to fight back? He provoked the rules of reincarnation, and no longer crushed towards the quasi-holy power of the master uncontrollably.

"Qingyang!" Almost at the same moment, Mo Qianxiao and the others also began to make a move, although they were only quasi-saint powers, they had not yet reached the limit, they could fight with them, even if they were defeated, they could protect themselves, not to mention that this might also give Feng Qingyang a chance to survive.