1209 The Decisive Battle (2)

If it weren't for the support and joint offset of the beliefs of hundreds of millions of ancient monks, I am afraid that he would have collapsed under the backlash.

But in the same way, if it weren't for the fact that they injected their divine souls to promote the first turn of the three-legged bronze tripod and ignited the incense to the sky, he would not have been able to find a hiding place for the Pangu Axe.

"Two days, the last two days, is it coming to an end?" Feng Qingyang looked a little tired, and his raised hand was inadvertently put down, and in a whistling moment, he rushed back to the direction where the incense burned.

And under his gallop, the remaining ancient and ancient monks were buried in it under the wrath of the Emperor, and all the power was concentrated on him alone, in the final analysis, he was the real controller now.

Li Zun silently followed behind Feng Qingyang, looking at Feng Qingyang who shook him in the distance in front of him, and a touch of hatred suddenly appeared in his heart.

The original plan was to take it away when Feng Qingyang was weak, but who knew that the other party was at the moment of the tribulation, he triggered the will of Pangu, which had been hidden in the void for countless years, making all his plans fall short.

After calculating the eons, he counted all the living beings that existed, and even calculated that the monks who had slept in the ancient and middle ages would wake up, and even planned several massacres in his calculations to devour and absorb their blood and essence, and there was nothing missing, but he missed it after all, forgot Pangu, and forgot this great god who opened the heavens.

And the wind is clear, just in the cracks of his calculations, he grew up violently, rising against the sky with an unstoppable attitude, until now he is fighting against him, thinking of this, he suddenly clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart almost burned him completely.

The spiritual world, the three-legged bronze tripod, the incense of the sky, the wind is clear, and the spirit is respected!

Neither of them made a sound, and the countless surviving ancient monks fell to the ground weakly and looked at them silently, their eyes open, in addition to hope, there was also a lingering confusion.

"Say it!" Feng Qingyang said suddenly, and then raised his foot and stepped towards the void.

After settling down, the spiritual realm shook, and it seemed to tremble very regularly, shaking countless souls out of it before they had time to dissipate.

At the same time, there was also the body of the Qiangzun, a huge beast like a mountain, it should be said that it was a human shadow beast, and after it appeared, it was convenient for the black-robed man to fuse. 、

"You have blocked the spirit world for three eras, although you have laid down the extinction array of the past and the present, but after all, in these three eras, you have a blessing for them. You can bow to me!" After speaking, he bowed deeply to the black-robed man, and after bowing reverently, he stood up straight.

"But in the same way, while blessing, you have harmed the lives of hundreds of millions of living beings in my spiritual realm, so that they are ants and forcibly control them with the will of heaven, which is disrespectful to life, and it is also the descendants left by the great god of Pangu, cursing it to become a source of pain, this is hatred, your existence is the beginning of pain!" Speaking of this, Feng Qingyang raised his hand, the black Pangu axe was not opened, but at the edge of it, it still swallowed the light visible to the naked eye.

Holding the axe in one hand, he raised it with the other hand and pressed it towards the void, and under this press, the roar shook the sky, shaking the heavens, the cycle of cause and effect, endlessly, the power of implication hit the void fiercely.

He was silent, turned his hand and smashed it, but did not answer Feng Qingyang's words.

"Realm Venerable, Feng Ling!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, but seeing that his left hand that had originally fallen, at the moment of holding down the void, he suddenly pulled back.

The originally void sky, suddenly there were countless thunderbolts born out of thin air, four-color halos, earth, fire, water, and wind origin power accompanied by it, under the roar, the diffuse halo was like an open net, covering the entire spiritual world.

In Feng Qingyang's opinion, all this must be the same, Qi Zun's eyes were indifferent, he didn't pay any attention to the vision that appeared in heaven and earth at this time, even when these four origins bombarded, he didn't blink.

Just a look, a thought, these appearances of destruction and collapse, all gone, his power, beyond all, exists in legends, can be compared with the heaven-opening god Pangu.

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, he was naturally a little jealous of the strength of the Qianzun, but so what? Even if he lost both, or if the fish was dead and the net was broken, he couldn't lose today.

Turning around, he glanced at the incense that had been burning in the sky, and under the swirling, the breath of the Supreme God Realm coming from inside the gate was even more obvious.

It's as if the great river suddenly poured into the plain after the Jedi, and the spiritual world was destroyed, but at the same time it was changing, life and death coexisted, and there was a possibility of overturning the nest at any time.

At the end, he also raised his hand to make a move in the void, and a golden light roared, and suddenly transformed into a huge long knife, followed by a powerful momentum.

The halo of about a thousand zhang long, pointing to the heavenly station, was just suspended in the void, and there was a roaring sound, and, after the appearance of this knife, countless divine souls spread into it, they were twisted and hideous, covering the entire blade.

"They, the fallen monks, have been used by me to sacrifice my sword with blood, and I will use it to kill you, and to break the present heaven and earth, and to become the third great god since the Third Age."

He said something that the wind could not understand, and under the wave, there was a whirring sound, and the sword shadow was terrifying, and the power was boundless, like the Milky Way, and the momentum was like nine heavens.

Even after the appearance of this golden long knife, there was a violent vibration in the spirit world, and the Pangu axe in Feng Qingyang's hand also instantly emitted a will that was angry to the extreme, and the long knife was spread with blood, but at the same time, there were also vicissitudes of the times.

After it appeared, it was above the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that it was no longer a magic weapon, but a Taoist thing that witnessed the history of the spiritual world, and the hundreds of millions of divine souls on the blade were twisted and the pain was boundless, enough to witness the monstrous killing contained in this long knife with golden light.

Feng Qingyang's expression was calm, and he was not afraid because of the appearance of the long knife, looking at the long knife that was above the void, his divine sense swept through the spiritual realm like an ocean, looking at every ancient monk who was exhausted and fell to the ground, there was already an irreversible madness in his heart.

Under the attention of the world, he swung an axe, they saw the stars shattered, they saw the sun explode, and they saw countless Xiuzhen stars collapse, as if this axe made the earth, fire, water, and wind that were originally covered in the spiritual world like a big net, shrink in an instant, shattered and rolled up layer by layer, unstoppable!

"Whether it's an era or an era, if you want to achieve a higher realm, it's not on top of killing, today I am clear, so I will let you understand how to be reborn even if it is the enemy of the whole world, even if it is on the basis of destruction!"