Not only that, but when he defeated the Great Witch Saint Son, he opened his mouth wide, absorbing all the essence and blood qi, and the 'Taiyin True Scripture' quickly refined it into mana, so that the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"Demonic, perverted, not human......" The surviving disciples below all sighed secretly, and the sense of powerlessness and fear in their hearts became even stronger.

"Next it's your turn. "Looking at the other Holy Son, Feng Qingyang grinned, turned around, and immediately put away the 'copper skin and iron bone' and the 'right arm of the Venerable'.

In human form, he looked so delicate, and his handsome face was even more brilliant under the reflection of the light, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, his smile was even more terrifying than that of a demon.

"I'm tired, so I should be able to rest. It seemed to be talking to himself, but every word gathered into an extremely large majesty, and the words bombarded the heart of the Holy Son.

Looking at him with a pale face, Feng Qingyang sighed slightly, and secretly said that it was so boring, when he fought with the Great Witch Saintess in the Heavenly Danger Mountain Range that day, he almost fell.

He didn't know that among the Great Wu Heavenly Clan, the Holy Sons should also be divided into three, six, nine and so on, such as the alternate Holy Son and the orthodox descendant Holy Son.

Every candidate son can only ascend to the throne after the fall of the previous generation of descendant sons, and these two are precisely the candidate sons, otherwise how could they join forces to fight the wind and clear the wind with the pride of being the holy son?

"Actually, there is no hatred between us. Feng Qingyang had a smile on his face, his tone was gentle, and his delicate face was sharp and angular, as if carved out with a knife.

"If there is no hatred, why do you come to kill me, just because I am a child of fate, what you call the key?"

The tone is still calm, but anyone can hear the coldness in it, it is a kind of piercing coldness, there is no suspense, if the wind is clear and strong enough to a certain extent, if you can speak the law, just a thought, you can do it to destroy everything.

"Since you want to kill me, then I can only kill you all, remember not to blame me if you die, if you want to find it, go to the person who ordered you. ”

After speaking, in the frightened eyes of everyone, Feng Qingyang sacrificed the moon spirit wheel, although this is just a broken magic weapon, but it is also a magic weapon with a machine spirit.

He pinched the trick with both hands, and the moon spirit wheel spun slightly, and it became huge in just one breath, and it spun in the sky, hanging down to the light curtain, sealing this place for a thousand kilometers.

In Feng Qingyang's eyes, as long as he believes that the person who should be killed, then even if the gods descend to earth, they can't stop it, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas!

His mana is boundless, and after absorbing the essence and blood of the quasi-holy son, the mana consumed suddenly recovers a lot, and in this case, beating all the people of the Great Wu Heavenly Clan present is completely like chopping cabbage.

As soon as the enchantment came out, Feng Qingyang suddenly put away his smile, and turned into a touch of cold that the sun could not melt, and at this moment, the temperature in the sky and the earth was falling wildly.

No wind is better than wind, it seems that there is a little snow drifting, he wears a white crescent moon shirt and blends into the cold world, at this moment, he is the master, the master of life and death here.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

His heart seemed to be responding to his words, and the wind cleared and disappeared in an instant, but it wasn't actually disappearing, but his speed was too fast, so fast that it was no longer visible to the naked eye.

When he appeared, it represented the fall of a life, and everywhere he went, there would be a scream, bathed in blood, and he went crazy in the killing.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene of the Great Wilderness Beast and Monster Fish crossing the catastrophe in the fogged sea, the spirit of yearning and pursuit, even if he gave his life, he would not regret it.

And he is looking for that trace of control in the killing, the world where strength is respected, the strong control the power of life and death, turning over the clouds and covering the hands for the rain, if you want you to die, you have to die!

If these people of the Great Wu Heavenly Clan are placed in the cultivation realm, they can be regarded as well-known genius disciples, but there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, maybe in the same realm, there are many people who are stronger than Feng Qingyang, but at this moment, Feng Qingyang is the strongest, sweeping the invincible hand of the same realm.

The previous scene seems to be re-staged at this moment, except that more people died and more blood was shed.

"Did you see it? Xuezhu, do you see it? Duoduo, now that my strength is strong enough, I will avenge you and hold you tightly by my side. ”

Feng Qingyang shouted in his heart, his killing is not only a principle, but also a kind of protection, killing for the sake of protection, and growing for the sake of protection.

Now he no longer believes in principles, no longer trusts anyone, he only believes in himself and the people he loves.

The moment when the three major tribes and the Wuzhen tribe pursued him at the same time, it was doomed to this tragic end, just like when he was in the Death Mountain Range.

The people of Maoshan designed to ambush him, but he turned his prey into a hunter, this scene has begun to be staged, and when Jin Dan does not come out, he is an invincible save.

For a while, the ghosts in the sister's enchantment cried wolves, and all kinds of crying fathers and mothers were endless, and even some people from the Great Wutian Clan were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but all they got were the fists of the breeze.

For such people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, he looks down on him from the bottom of his heart, bullies the weak and fears the hard, and kneels down and begs for mercy when he meets someone stronger than himself, and he looks disgusted.

Looking at the people of the Great Witch Heavenly Clan who were scurrying around in the enchantment because of fear, Feng Qingyang smiled, he laughed wildly, he finally realized the benefits of strength.

Maybe someone will feel disgusted, maybe someone will think that he is perverted, but he doesn't think so, he is only there to protect himself, and only by killing the enemy can he save his life.

He doesn't want to die, he still has his own mission, he is the supreme corpse king bloodline, and there are his beloved waiting for him to wake up, so - he can't die, then the enemy is going to die.

He swam within the enchantment, chasing and killing every person who desperately fled the Great Witch, he seemed to see himself, and saw the self he escaped from under the pursuit of the people of Maoshan back then.

How similar this scene is, thinking of this, my heart is a little bitter, but in an instant it turned into cold blood, since it is an enemy, you can't be merciful.

He bent his bow and set up arrows, no longer chasing them everywhere, but watched them flee and shoot them with an arrow, how strong the Moon Death Bow was, it was a bit useless to deal with these people of the Great Witch Heavenly Clan.

The cursing continued, the screams continued, the blood flowed like a river, and it was all minced meat, falling on the messy ground below, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

When the last person was killed, Feng Qingyang finally stopped, and he smiled again when he looked at the Great Witch Saint Son in front of him, who had not dared to make a move.

"I'm not killing for the sake of killing, just to protect myself. ”