The cold hum turned into a roar in mid-air, attracting the heavens and the earth, the sound and waves tore the void, and suddenly there was a sharp whistling sound, within a hundred zhang, it was actually compressed independently, condensed into a sharp edge like a spear, with a strong will of the later stage of the demon king, without hesitation, towards the wind Qingyang and others in the barrier.

This sound is monstrous, a word drives the rules of heaven and earth, that kind of harsh friction, so that the tiger king and others are terrified, just a roar is as powerful as this, then the real battle, isn't it the fish on the chopping board, let it be slaughtered!

At this moment, the skull disappeared, and the figure of the white-eyed demon venerable completely walked over from it, a white robe shrouded in the body, a slender body, and a silver mask, making the whole person carry a strange and rich evil aura, and in this evil aura, Feng Qingyang felt a familiar aura, which was the unique feeling left after devouring the divine soul.

"Do you think you'll be safe by hiding in it?"

"Do you think that if you delay time, you will be able to get the family's salvation?" The white-eyed demon venerable smiled, although the face hidden under the mask was invisible, but from his tone, Feng Qingyang could also feel a kind of shame and ridicule, it seemed that all this was under his control, if so, then what was himself?

The white-eyed demon venerable stared downward, swept past the lion king and tiger king, and stayed directly on Feng Qingyang's body, looking at him deeply, with some doubts in his eyes, but in an instant, there was a sense of relief, thinking that his identity had been discovered.

"Who am I, it turned out to be you, if there is really a way to heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you have to force your way in!" he looked up and laughed, his tone was extremely excited, like an idiot who had been hungry for countless years suddenly saw a girl who had been stripped naked.

The Lion King and the others were stunned for a moment, and from the words of the White-eyed Demon Venerable, it was obvious that the other party had discovered Feng Qingyang's identity, but who was he? Who could make the White-eyed Demon Venerable so excited? Compared with the blankness in the eyes of the two of them, the spirit girl had an extra kind of affirmation.

"A lot of them have told me that, but I'm still alive until now, what do you think your words can do to me?" The more dangerous the moment, the calmer he became, at this time, he responded lightly, raised his head like a torch, and looked directly at the white-eyed demon venerable.

In his gaze, there is a kind of coercion, which is imperceptible to the coercion king and others, but the white-eyed demon venerable who is standing in the void sees that hidden trace of ruthlessness, with the direct gaze of Feng Qingyang's eyes, the ruthless calendar gradually stares and shrinks, and in an instant, a super strong will erupts, this will collides with the roar he made before, and the fierce friction causes the void to distort, spreading and reverberating around like ripples.

It seems that his will has caught up with himself, and even surpassed a lot, his cultivation is not high, but his will can be so strong, even though the white-eyed demon venerable is a super power, but he can't help but be stunned when he sees Feng Qingyang's gaze.

The wind is clear, all the way, has been walking on the edge of life and death, killing countless monks, he naturally has a kind of self-respecting, self-sacrificing breath, this breath, is a kind of extremely powerful evil qi, free to retract, when encountering a strong enemy, it will automatically spread.

And the reason why Feng Qingyang's gaze is so powerful is that one is the evil qi that he has condensed over countless years, and the other is his heavenly eye, which gives him a kind of sensitivity that penetrates the void, and even makes Bai Wuzun have an illusion, as if the structure of his body, even if it is the flow of blood, is in the other party's eyes, turning into transparency.

This feeling, coupled with his monstrous evil aura and will, as well as his deep gaze, intertwined, formed an extremely powerful coercion, which was enough to violently clash with the roar of the white-eyed demon venerable.

The confrontation of wills is not in cultivation, but in the spirit of each, Feng Qingyang is a zombie, almost the enemy of the world, the Heavenly Dao suppresses him, and the Terran monks chase and kill him, but he never succumbs, and has been struggling to resist until now.

With a bang, from him, an astonishing momentum burst out in an instant, this momentum, as if he had personally poked thousands of troops and horses, walked from the sea of corpses and blood, and the evil qi condensed on his body could be clearly felt just by just a glance.

This scene, beyond the expectations of the white-eyed demon venerable, made the lion king and the tiger king gasp, looking at the clear gaze of the wind, there was an unfathomable feeling, and there was a faint awe.

They didn't know who Feng Qingyang was, let alone what he had experienced, why he was the weakest cultivator, but standing here, just a look, a momentum that erupted between steps, could produce such a majestic and powerful mountain.

"It's not groundless, and it really deserves its reputation, I always thought that your existence was just an exaggerated description by everyone, but now that it's open, I underestimated you, and you deserve to let me look at you squarely!" the white-eyed demon venerable laughed, opened like thunder, and roared again.

This is a kind of recognition, recognition of the enemy, but also a challenge, at this time, the white-eyed demon venerable, has long ignored the cultivation realm of the wind and clear, just his will, it is enough for him to go all out, even if the other party is not his own move, but he will still kill him with the most powerful means, this is also a kind of respect!

Under this roar, the Lion King, Tiger King and others all sacrificed their magic weapons in an instant, and with the help of the light curtain hanging down from the magic weapon, they firmly defended themselves, but Feng Qingyang did not do so, but in this roar, he gritted his teeth and endured the trembling breath that was enough to tear his body and make him completely collapse, like a fish in the reverse current, not advancing but retreating, stepping forward and stepping forward again.

All of a sudden, the surging will suddenly spread, and under the powerful coercion of the White-eyed Demon Venerable, Feng Qingyang suddenly mobilized his own avenue.

The light of domineering fell from the sky, although this path belongs to the three thousand avenues, but under the fusion of the will of the wind and the clear will, it has changed, and it is no longer a separate avenue, but contains the general trend of killing and dominating the world.

Feng Qingyang sneered, under this pillar of light, he was not hidden in the barrier, until now it seemed that after this barrier was opened, he would definitely be able to enter the place where the crack existed, but if it was from other places, he could also go over if he wanted to, otherwise, the white-eyed demon venerable would never appear in the void.

The cyan lotus leaves under his feet, the blood-colored sky above his head, sitting in it, as if a generation of demon emperors suppressed the eternal, powerful avenues and invincible visions, let him walk out of the barrier with a bang.