All of this is under the control of Feng Qingyang.

Just as when he first met Zhan Taiyu, he felt that this person's fate was completely dancing in the palm of his own hand, letting him live, but he could rule the world and become a super strong man of the Zhan Tai family.

But if he is allowed to die, then he can shoot the other party down the abyss, and he will be dead, completely losing the identity of the inner circle and the qualification to continue to stockpile.

The last time we met, I thought that the other party might have changed a lot, but now it seems that maybe it was just a short time in Thailand, and when time washed away and his heart gradually stabilized, he finally turned into the scheming Zhan Taiyu who was originally timid, but had a big heart.

......

In a brief period of confusion, everyone stopped mentioning the feather fan man who had died before, and the incident was gone, as if it had never happened at all.

All this, Feng Qingyang saw it in his eyes, so that he was even more fearless in his heart, it seems that these young sons-in-law are all that kind of hairy boys, who have a strong cultivation, but in fact, they have not experienced the slightest human sophistication.

Otherwise, the situation would never have developed like this, but caused chaos, but everyone is safe and sound now, not to mention the team of feather fan men who were killed by Feng Qingyang.

Everyone has different thoughts, but it is undeniable that at this moment, a dark cloud has begun to brew, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will completely explode.

After all, if you kill someone, how can you just stop like that? Maybe the other party is just forbearance now, or maybe they are still contacting the family to get a decision.

Not long after, there was a sudden roar at the end of the plain, and this roar was like a thunderbolt that exploded in an instant in the summer heat, and instantly exploded everyone's complex hearts and returned to reality.

As the roaring thunder came, an aura so powerful that people wanted to kneel and worship appeared, almost like a tide, and it came down to the heavens and the earth, and some monks who were caught off guard or who had cultivated a little more like a little bit of will just knelt on the ground in a moment.

And Feng Qingyang's Zhan Taiyu team, when the coercion came, each propped up a defensive light curtain or sacrificed a magic weapon to resist, and the previous battle of Feng Qingyang gave them the heart to prepare for war, so when the crisis came, there was no chaos and surprise.

Zhan Taiyu quietly glanced at Feng Qingyang, and saw that his face was calm, and even a cold sweat did not leave a trace, as if he did not feel the coercion of the coming and the abnormal world of change.

At this moment, he was even more desperate in his heart, for the strength of Feng Qingyang, it almost went deep into his bones, his cultivation was in the middle stage of the demon king, and it was extremely powerful, but under this coercion, he was still trembling.

But the wind is clear, it does not seem to have the slightest feeling, standing in place and walking idly, the feeling of the wind and clouds makes this team suddenly settle down, with such a strong person, why are you afraid of danger?

Feng Qingyang stood in place, looking at the light that appeared at the end of the plain in front of him, the majestic aura like a rainbow was shocking, only a short time, there was a kind of crazy diffusion, under the expansion, the light gradually condensed, turning into a tumbling mist to sweep the heavens and the earth.

Time passed slowly, everyone was at a loss, they didn't know what to do, under the lock of this coercion, let alone escape, even if it was extremely difficult to move their fingers, even if they were breathing, they were a little short of breath, seeing the crisis coming, they seemed to have no choice but to release their most powerful cultivation to barely resist the current coercion, that sense of powerlessness made them desperate, and in frustration, they all felt that they were afraid that their lives would not be long.

In fact, Feng Qingyang's heart was also shaken, but he didn't show it, watching the condensed entities in the distance transform and roll, rolling the wind and clouds in all directions, suppressing everything, and it was terrifying.

Tumbling and twisting as if turning into a big intertwined net, overwhelmingly devouring everyone, the big mouth of nothingness, devouring the sky, just the momentum is so terrifying, not to mention the power of the deity that is still hidden in the mist, he ...... How strong is it, can it be said that it has broken through the "Half-Saints?"

Everyone was desperate, under this breath they could only surrender, they could not resist, they could only bow down, and many fragile monks turned pale under this Weiya, and their bodies kneeling on the ground trembled even more, almost completely cracked.

Heaven and earth shattered in the distance...... In the undulating sea of clouds and mist, roars and roars came, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the rules of Fang Yuan began to freeze in an instant, becoming the other party's private world.

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, and the essence light shone, piercing the void, and he stared at the end of heaven and earth. In the churning sea of clouds, he saw a huge demon beast that he had never seen in his life.

It covers the sky and the sun, the tumbling sea of clouds seems to be just the breath of the other party, the sound of breathing rubs against the heaven and the earth, there are bursts of thunder, turning hands for clouds, covering hands for rain, at this moment, the wind is clear and shocked.

Revealing a part of the sea of clouds, it is obviously just the tip of the iceberg, like a big mountain, like a mountain in the sky that sits in the sky, on his bulging back, there is a huge stone stele, the stele is like a mountain, with a sense of eerie horror, ancient and vicissitudes, there are only two words above...... Hell!

"Nether!" Feng Qingyang blurted out, shocked, in his eyes, the Netherworld Beast may be powerful, but he never thought that it could be so powerful to such a terrifying level, this feeling, Feng Qingyang has only felt it once, and that time, it still comes from the Heavenly Providence Holy Venerable.

"Could it be that there are not three netherworlds, but only ones, they are divided into three, and they are the only one, could it be that the previous three heads are just clones, and the current ones are the deities after the fusion!

The important thing is that his cultivation is actually a "half-saint", the existence of a great saint among the demon clan. ”

Maybe the rumors were wrong, but everyone present suddenly found that their understanding of the Nether Beast was so rare, and according to the records of the classics, it was extremely vague.

Maybe this moment is the first time he has appeared in the world in the true sense? Countless doubts are like the tide of the embankment, drowning in an instant, and the wind is clear, making him stand on the spot.

Bang!

Just as he lost his mind, the heavens and the earth shook again, and the mist dispersed, revealing a hole with a radius of thousands of sheets, and within the void, devouring everything, an incomparably huge head slowly lifted.

Vicissitudes, ancient, evil, slaughter! The undulating, staggered skin is filled with a powerful feeling of explosive power.

The black skin exudes a ghostly light with closed eyes, making it impossible to look directly, even if the wind is clear, the eye of heaven is closed in an instant, you must know that the word is powerful, but it can forget through the world, but now it is impossible to look at this powerful existence!