The roaring sound came and went, almost continuously, and after resounding through the void, countless cracks appeared in an instant, and along the cracks, countless red lights appeared, completely distorting and transfiguring them.

It was the power of the swooping red dragon, and when it collided with the periphery surrounded by the clear purple light, it suddenly collapsed and dispersed, turning into thousands of tiny red dragons, and slammed into it again with a crazy attitude.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the deafening sound rose to the sky, and the purple light beside Feng Qingyang was also torn apart under the washing of thousands of red dragons, but after all, this was a fusion of countless killing intentions in the spirit world.

It was not so much a collapse as a fusion, the moment the billions of killing thoughts collapsed, the purple light flashed, and the giant swords that converged at the same moment flashed.

It was a peerless killing machine condensed by the intent to kill, just a flash of a moment, and all the red dragons that had been washed away were wiped out, and the sharp friction sound was particularly harsh, and under the hovering, it collided with the residual rumble of the void again, and after a few breaths, Feng Qingyang was finally not silent, but held a purple giant sword, and rushed up.

He only used the simplest way, the simplest violence and toughness, after sweeping away the red dragon, he looked up at the whirlpool of the sky, and the ruthlessness and hatred in his heart were released in an instant.

With a flip of his palm, the purple giant sword exploded in an instant, turning into a thousand feet almost instantly, and the terrifying momentum and terrifying coercion, as well as the unparalleled visual impact, were about to stun everyone.

At the moment when the purple light touched the whirlpool, the roar came again, but this time the roar was different from the past, if the previous roar was to shock everyone's eardrums, then this time, it was in their souls!

Feng Qingyang's whole body was shocked, and the purple light he came into contact with was a little dim, but it affected all, and he himself did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but raised his head high, and the whole person looked a little arrogant, especially the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the kind of momentum that looked at the world was really shocking.

This momentum became stronger and stronger after he rose into the air step by step, and finally reached the peak state when he himself was about to enter the whirlpool.

The people below, Qian Yanli and Lige showed a touch of appreciation in their eyes, they admired the domineering of the wind and the wind, at least the brave were invincible, the benevolent were fearless, and he used his own methods to shake the catastrophe of the king descended from the heavens.

This first calamity may not be able to make a substantial breakthrough for Feng Qingyang, but if it is said that will, it is almost a leap, he has always been a passive resistance, but now, he finally took the initiative to make a move, the difference of one word, but it is two meanings, from passive to active, this step is almost a step that most monks cannot take in their lives.

"The catastrophe of the king, the master once said that there are seven, and there are three, but whether it is seven or three, I don't know, this time I came by the order of the master, and said that I can resolve the three for you, so I want to come to this king's catastrophe There are seven, but looking at your state now, it seems that you yourself are enough, only in this way can you achieve the pinnacle of you, little junior brother!"

Qian Yan Li muttered, his words were clearly spread in the ears of the rest of the people, they all came on the orders of the teacher, but they didn't know that Qian Yan Li still had such a task, so how strong was his own cultivation? Can he be strong enough to resolve the cultivation of the first three for Feng Qingyang, is it just a half-saint?

"I will survive this catastrophe by myself. Perhaps feeling the murmur of a thousand deaths, the wind that rose to the sky looked back at the few people below, and there was a strong confidence in his eyes.

What's more, at this time, there is a kind of momentum in his body that he can't speak, this momentum is a bit complicated, it is not only the superposition of the corpse king's bloodline, but also the increase of the power of the rules, and the most important thing is the killing thought condensed after he touched the killing intent.

The momentum is like a rainbow, naturally it must not be allowed to leak away, not to mention that the momentum is a blow, how can it be delayed a little? Therefore, no matter how many catastrophes there are behind and how strong it is, Feng Qingyang must carry it to the end.

The most important thing is that after he exerted his killing intent, Feng Qingyang clearly felt that the momentum was condensed, like a seed, and there was a feeling of wanting to break out of the shell. This breakthrough comes from the evolution of the will after reaching its peak, and it is also because his will has obviously touched some kind of rule in the underworld that does not belong to the spirit world.

That kind of peerless, brave and invincible posture against the sky, let him have a very strong feeling, as long as he survives this catastrophe, then he will get a transformation that is almost reborn, a real transformation, only in this way can he be the king!

Everyone's eyes have changed, if it was just a simple killing at first, then now, it has already quietly turned into expectation, I am afraid that they have never been aware, their mentality has changed quietly, and this change is not even noticed by the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Just as the wind was blowing and the red dragon was about to approach the whirlpool, the deafening roar came again, stretching endlessly, and at the moment of appearance, a unique aura appeared.

"This is ......" Qian Yanli's eyes shrank, and he seemed to know that the breath seemed to know, almost instantly, the roar intensified, vaguely like a person's roar, but this roar was different, with an unprecedented strangeness...... Such as...... It doesn't seem to be in this world!

"Three flowers gather on the top, the thunder of the curse seal! Curse three strikes! Could this be the second layer of his king's calamity!" Qian Yan muttered, with a touch of disbelief in his eyes, but the facts were in front of him, so real, how could he be allowed to doubt it?

At this moment, within the sealed realm, a powerful thunder force suddenly emerged in the four poles of no one, and began to converge between the roars, and its speed was so fast that it could be called terrifying to the extreme.

Shuttling through the heavens and the earth, shaking the entire long-dormant Sealed Realm, whether it is a hidden old monster or a rising star, they all looked at the distant sky in surprise.

"Heavenly will, sons, the big war is coming, are you ready?" there was an old man murmuring, looking at the unpredictable heaven and earth, his eyes were full of the power of the curse, with anticipation and killing!

Three different rays of light shone in all directions, intertwining and echoing between shuttles, and suddenly converged together, and at the same time, the Void Eye appeared in the heavens and the earth, and the divine thunder that evolved it into a lump entered.

The sky of the demon clan region has descended the first light at this time, pure black, with a kind of weirdness, but this weirdness will shake the soul even if the wind is clear and the soul is directly looking!