968 Cultivation of the Path
"I never thought that I would be ambushed as soon as I came!" Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and raised his vigilance, although his cultivation was strong, but this place was weird, if he accidentally capsized in the gutter, it would be a little more than worth the loss.
Taking a deep breath, his mind moved, only to feel that in the dense forest deep in the valley, he was rolling wildly, and countless battlefield breaths were quickly converging towards him in a strange way.
After a while, Feng Qingyang shook his whole body, this was not a trembling, but a rejection of his body, and in an instant, the originally gathered battlefield aura collapsed, turned into wisps of smoke, and was swallowed by him all into his body.
The sound of thumping came out, his long hair was windless, and the white robe on his body was even more clanging, as if the sheng flag was covering the air, and the mana in his body that was originally suppressed by the battlefield was also constantly running, quickly devouring and digesting the battlefield breath that entered his body.
In just a short time, he adapted to the illusion of this place, maybe it was his illusion, but more maybe it was the rules of this place, all the monks who entered this place seemed to be suppressed above the same level.
Although this level Feng Qingyang felt extremely unfamiliar, he had a feeling in his heart that this battlefield seemed to be more than a simple battlefield, although it was necessary to kill the monks of the two realms, but the final result was screening.
After the Great Tribulation, the strongest monk in the spirit world will naturally be born, and what he is facing is the last immeasurable tribulation in the spirit world, and at that time, it is the time to really face the appearance of the conspiracy.
As the mana in his body quickly digested the battlefield aura that was swallowed in, Feng Qingyang's body gradually recovered his state, and at this time he found that although the realm was suppressed, his body strength did not change at all, and even after devouring the battlefield qi, it became heavier and stronger.
Suddenly, his eyes glared forward, and a bright gaze like Haoyang erupted into the void, saying this, breaking through the space, above this firmament, breaking through the sky in the middle of the battlefield!
And at the moment when his gaze was staring out, he suddenly found that there was a layer of gray aura suspended in the void, and in the rich place, there was even the existence of gray crystals.
And where the crystals were, the void was even more oppressive, so much so that he had a feeling that if he walked to the center of the gray crystals without permission, he was afraid that half of his strength would be suppressed.
But that's not the point, the point is that he finally discovered why he felt a faint sense of murder, and in the void, there were two monks quietly hidden.
White face and black hair, but with red eyes and fangs, the aura on his body is slightly evil, not like a demon race, let alone a human race, let alone a demon cultivator who has fallen into the demon path.
"The cultivation of the Spell Dao?" Feng Qingyang muttered, this seemed to be the first time in his life that he had seen the cultivator of the Sealing Realm, and it was rumored that the cultivation of the Sealing Realm Monk was one, and this one was an extremely terrifying and terrifying curse!
"Interesting, although I can't see the cultivation, but I can't think that the physical body is stronger there, and I can be regarded as a half-hung cultivator of the sealing realm, but I want to see what is the difference between my mantra and your mantra. ”
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang suddenly laughed, and suddenly, as soon as the smile was closed, he suddenly raised his hand and punched the void, and under this punch, the gray aura in his eyes instantly reversed.
Like a cloud rolling cloud, it soon formed a ring mark that broke through the void, this mark appeared so abruptly, but in fact, at a glance, it was known that this was the change caused by the violent collision of the void.
"The compressed void gathers infinitely powerful power, like a solid iron cage, but if it is broken, then the moment it opens, it will cause the void in all directions to collapse, then ......"
Speaking of this, the sound of screams suddenly came, and the two Spell Dao cultivators who were originally hidden in the void didn't seem to understand why, and they were strangled by the power of the void that came upside down, and even the divine soul was not left at all.
But at the last moment, Feng Qingyang found with the Heavenly Eye that he was promoted again, and the moment they fell, there were obviously two red silk threads rising into the sky.
It seemed to be a silk thread, but Feng Qingyang felt that it seemed to be their divine soul, and at the moment when the physical body collapsed, it was twisted into a force by the power of the void, and after reaching the sky......
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, looked up, and suddenly gasped, sure enough, above the sky, maybe when he entered the battlefield of the two realms, he would fall into an independent world.
A huge full moon suspended in the void, extremely white, but after the two red silk threads rose into the air, there was a trace of haze in the whiteness, and this haze was clearly expanded by a point.
It seemed obvious, but in fact, he knew that at the moment when these two monks died, this place fell at the same time, and at that moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly knew that this place was so weird.
"In the end, it's really you!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, his eyes were indifferent, and his heart was even more vigilant, he clearly sensed the strong power of conspiracy.
But now, there was no time for him to think about it, and almost at the moment when the two of them fell, a black cloud whistled at a very fast speed in front of him.
"How can there be a flying monk here, isn't he imprisoned by the rules?" Feng Qingyang's eyes shrank, not advancing but retreating, and he kicked suddenly, and suddenly jumped up with the help of powerful power.
Don't forget, the bouncing power of zombies is not unprecedented, but at least it is unprecedented!
"Dare to kill my disciple, you are looking for death!" An angry shout came from afar, but the moment he saw the wind clear and suddenly rise into the air, the rest of the words came to an abrupt end.
Obviously, being able to rise from the sky has become an identity here!
"Hmph, rashly kill me, can Feng Mou only be treated as a mustard and let him slaughter him?
Feng Qingyang laughed angrily, what a high-sounding reason, it can be seen how twisted this person's heart is and how indistinguishable right and wrong, although he rises in the sky, he can't fly for a long time, after all, he only relies on his powerful body and unrivaled bouncing power.
"Sneakily hiding in the dark clouds, not daring to show your true face? I want to see who you are!"
Subsequently, the hands were superimposed, and the other party found that Feng Qingyang used his supernatural powers, and the black cloud was obviously flickering, but this was not fear, but a sneer, and excitement.
"Ignorant junior, rashly using supernatural powers here, don't you know that now that the void has been locked, the rules can't be used?"
However, before he finished speaking, his eyes shrank suddenly, because, at this moment, he clearly saw that the hands that were overprinted by the wind were actually turned into fists under the amazement.