The murmur of a thousand deaths clearly came into Feng Qingyang's ears after a while, but he did not show a look of fear, on the contrary, the joy in his heart climbed to the extreme.

If it is said that at this time, it is another great calamity, then after the three spells, it must be a thunderous momentum, and the body at the end of the strong crossbow is clear, how can it not be worried?

But now, this calamity is actually dominated by the years, and this calamity can be described as fatal to others, but for him, it is a kind of long-term and short-handed.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were like torches, looking at the shadow of the fierce beast that was gradually condensing in the sky, and he suddenly gave birth to a sense of pride.

The zombie clan already has the theory of immortality and immortality, and besides, he is still the person of Su Hui in the prophecy, and he is also the awakened person of the bloodline of the corpse king, and the descendant of the ancient gods.

This is not the point, the point is that he has the Creation Qinglian in his body, the Creation and Creation, what is the Creation and Transformation? That is the absolute power that is created out of nothing, and the world that the Dantian has evolved.

Let's ask, how long is the longevity of a world, he may have a concept in his heart, but this, after all, is his strength, he can age, he can be young, and even in the prime of life, but if he ages to the twilight until he dies of old age, he has never heard of it.

Unless the years of this catastrophe can directly forcibly wash a newly evolved world to the brink of collapse, otherwise, he will definitely not fall into this catastrophe.

When he figured this out, Feng Qingyang suddenly had a kind of realization, and in the collapse of the previous second tribulation, he changed from the original zombie deity form to his original form.

Despite this, he still retains the spirit of the ancestors from the underworld, standing in this dark and boundless void, he slowly raised his head, looked indifferently at the sky, and met the eyes of the fierce beast gradually appeared.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head and nodded to Qian Yanli and the others with a kind of confidence, and then moved to all directions, and the people who looked at him all turned their heads to avoid the dazzling light like a knife.

Almost at this moment, when the wind cleared and came back to his senses, the fierce beasts gathered in the sky controlled the god list, flickering in the darkness, and after half a pillar of incense, it approached rapidly with a kind of unparalleled desolate beast, and suddenly came.

The entire spiritual realm and the cultivation realm, in an instant, were like day, more like the sun hanging from the heavenly dome suddenly descended, this dazzling white light illuminated every dark place, even the most filthy and evil place, and even the sealing realm on the other side, were filled with infinite white light at this time.

In the eyes of everyone, this is a dazzling and dazzling white light, but in Feng Qingyang's eyes, it is not the case, his distance is in the center of the white light, almost the brunt, but surrounded by this light, his pupils suddenly lost focus and turned into pitch black.

The vicissitudes of the passage of time, as well as the silence of all things, accompanied by the first erosion of the light of the years, swirled in the entire spiritual realm, the sealing realm, and the cultivation realm.

The alternation of day and night represents the passage of the day, and the red dust world, when the pregnancy is ten months and falls to the ground, begins to bear the erosion of the years.

The alternation of day and night makes them grow, and makes them grow from young to young, and when they reach the prime of life, it can be seen that this is a kind of deprivation, and when they are in the prime of life, they suddenly go to twilight, like the newborn sun, slowly rising, from warmth to scorching sun, to the last twilight, and even to night.

At that moment, Feng Qingyang did feel some kind of change in his body, as if something had been extracted out of thin air, and he knew that the thing that followed the white light was his longevity, essence, and blood.

The first time he washed it, he suddenly had a feeling of weakness, which was not the sickness of being injured, but the powerlessness of a mortal like a red dust after he reached old age.

If he is really a mortal now, he almost doesn't know how many times he has died, how many deaths and rebirths he has ushered in in the white light, even if it is a monk again, he will still usher in his own limit under the washing of white light, and the five decays of heaven and man will lead to the fall, and the Tao and heaven and earth will be transformed.

But the wind was clear, but he clearly felt that he was indeed weak, but this weakness only began to recover after an instant, so that the creation youth in his body and the dantian world have changed, this change is called growth, although the change is insignificant, almost just a drop in the bucket.

"If that's the case, then should I call you a catastrophe, or luck?" Feng Qingyang muttered, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious, looking at the gaze of the fierce beast in the sky, and the flickering god list, he almost turned into the most ordinary mentality, in order to meet the catastrophe with a senseless mentality, and with his relaxed will, to meet the luck brought by this catastrophe!

"Feng's Shouyuan, the sea is dry and rotten, if you can really wash away all my Shouyuan, then I will admit it, but, if it's just that, it's a joke, do you think you can put me to death in this way?"

Roar!

The spirit world shook, and the eyes of the fierce beasts that appeared in the sky were even more bloody, and their eyes flickered and intertwined with the god list in their hands, and there was a roar like thunder, which was obviously a provocative word of the wind and clear air, which had angered the other party, and almost at the moment when he finished speaking, a second more brilliant light came.

This time, the light was even more intense, compared to the first time, even the other people around him could no longer open their eyes, but in Feng Qingyang's eyes, it was a different kind of power.

The intertwined light changed suddenly, this time - it was the night that dominated, there was no darkness in his world, there was only endless dazzling, but in the eyes of others, it was extraordinarily dazzling.

It's like a knife condensed in the dark, and the moment it begins to come, it turns into a death knife that specializes in harvesting longevity, and with this swing, as originally said, the superposition directly took away his million-year longevity.

How long is it for a million years? The monk on the bright side of the spirit realm is also the great power of the Yuan Infant, and the limit is 10,000 years, and the strong man of the Dao Realm is said to be only a little longer than 10,000 years, but he, the first time he harvested 100,000 years, the second time, it was directly a million years.

The breezy face changed suddenly, others may not notice it, but if you can see it, you will inevitably find that his changed face, the delicate face has become resolute, and there is a sense of maturity brought by the vicissitudes of the years, and the jaw has grown a green beard, which actually makes him look middle-aged.

But this appearance changed extremely quickly, and almost at the moment when he was finalized, the green beard disappeared and turned into a delicate face again.