They watched Fei Yi fly into the blood mist easily, but they didn't know how much fear Fei Yi was enduring at this time.
As he gets closer to the blood mist, the horror in the blood mist becomes even more shocking.
What appeared in front of Fei Yi at this time was a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Beyond the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, was an undead army composed of countless creatures, containing countless obsessions, unwillingness, resentment, fear, killing, blood, etc. all negative emotions
Affected by these emotions, the violent killing will in Fei Yi's blood that had just been suppressed revived again.
Fei Yi didn't dare to be careless, and kept reciting the Pure Tao Sutra passed down to him by Qing Yang in his heart, keeping his mind awake.
As Fei Yi flew into the blood mist, the thick blood-colored mist in the sky completely surrounded Fei Yi. The great terror contained in the blood mist was like countless ghosts floating on the sea of blood, floating towards Fei Yi.
Fei Yi knew that all of this was an illusion caused by the blood mist, but knowing that was the same thing, but the extremely real scene in the blood mist still made him feel as if he was in the army of the undead.
Just when he was guarding his mind and not being affected by the fantasy caused by the blood mist, he suddenly felt pain like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
At this time, the boundless demonic energy contained in the blood mist continued to invade his body, like sharp knives constantly cutting into his flesh and blood.
As an ancient beast, Fat Yi's body is extremely powerful, but the pain caused by the demonic energy in the blood mist entering his body is unbearable even for a creature with such a strong body like him.
A shrill scream came from his mouth, resounding throughout the sky.
The disciples of Shennong Pavilion on the ground heard Fei Yi's screams. Some disciples with insufficient character even fainted from fear. Several disciples even lost their minds in the fear of the blood mist and Fei Yi's screams. Obsessed.
Fortunately, Jiang Chengming dealt with it in time and rescued them.
At this time, the fat remains were rolling around in the blood mist, enduring the unbearable pain for ordinary people.
The blood mist caused by the tide of the red moon saw creatures falling into the blood mist. As if a pack of wolves smelling the fishy smell, they moved towards Fei Yi and surrounded Fei Yi.
At this time, Feiyi seemed to be in the eighteenth level of hell, and it could be said that life was worse than death.
He even had the intention of giving up resistance and just going crazy. Compared to going crazy, the pain coming from the physical body was really difficult for the beast to resist.
At this time, above the green lotus in Linghu Lake, the lotus seeds transformed by Qing Yang emitted colorful streams of light. As the stream of light circulated, the blood mist in the sky seemed to be pulled, and a blood-colored divine pillar fell from the sky and landed on the lotus seeds.
The demonic evil energy in the red light pillar wanted to invade the Qinglian, but was completely burned by the Zhiyang creation energy emitted by the Qinglian.
Only the great power of creation is left, which is absorbed by the coolness and enhances the foundation.
For a moment, the colorful stream of light and the blood mist merged, looking strange and beautiful.
Qingyang felt the increased foundation of Qinglian, and thought to himself, "My previous guess was indeed correct. This blood mist contains both great terror and great opportunity."
At this time, he used the green lotus to draw the blood mist down to increase his own foundation.
Because he was mentally connected to Fei Yi, he naturally knew what Fei Yi was doing at this moment, but he had no choice but to pray that Fei Yi could persevere.
If he can sustain it, he will gain endless benefits and his achievements in the future will definitely be considerable.
Sensing the situation of the obese man with his mind, he saw that although he was in the blood mist, enduring endless fear and pain, his life was not in danger for the moment, so he no longer paid attention to it, but continued to draw the blood mist down, absorbing the great power of creation in it.
At this time, on the edge of Linghu Lake, although the four girls of Qingyan had been pulled back from the edge of being possessed by Qingyang and had benefited a lot, they couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw the blood-colored light beam descending and covering the Qinglian that gave birth to Qingyang. .
Qinglian is the foundation for nurturing Qingyang Yuanfei lotus seeds. If there is a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous.
The four girls flew out and tried to block the bloody light beam for Qingyang, but they couldn't even get close.
When Qingyang saw this, although he was moved in his heart, he didn't want anything to happen to them. He immediately sent them back to the shore with his divine mind to use the Great Sun Yuanyang Orb.
Then the Dari Yuanyang Orb fell back onto the Qinglian.
When the nothingness descended, the Great Sun Yuanyang Orb was also absorbed, but it was not absorbed after being filtered by the power of Zhiyang's creation like Qingyang.
But whether it is the power of creation or the power of destruction, it is absorbed together.
The Great Sun Yuanyang Orb is Qingyang's natal treasure. In Qingyang's imagination, in the future this orb will open up a world that can support living beings.
This is the right time, whether it is to develop the power of destruction or the power of creation, it is the foundation that a world needs.
That's why the first red moon tidal change in heaven and earth happened like this.
The intertwining of destruction, creation, and creation is the reason why heaven and earth repeat themselves.
The Great Sun Yuanyang Orb absorbs the blood mist at this time, and it can be said that it is constantly strengthening its foundation. It is impossible to say that after this red moon tide, this treasure really has a chance to advance to the spiritual treasure.
At this time, the Great Sun Yuanyang Orb continued to rotate, sucking in the power of destruction one after another, as if it was going to destroy the orb, but the power of creation that followed allowed the orb to maintain its shape stably.
At this time, within the Great Sun Yuanyang Orb, a world was faintly taking shape. From the beginning, there were only countless flame worlds, and gradually the earth and stars appeared.
However, both the earth and the stars seemed extremely illusory. However, as the orb continued to rotate and inhale more and more blood mist from the red moon tide, everything in that world became clearer and clearer.
Qingyang naturally felt the changes in the Great Sun Yuanyang Orb, but it had no time to pay attention to it at this time.
At this time, due to the green lotus absorbing the great power of creation in the blood mist, the green lotus that originally bloomed at the seventh level gradually grew into the eighth level. This made Qingyang's constantly nurturing Yuan Fei body in the lotus seed appear even more supernatural.
Qingyang was reciting this scripture over and over again, turning into innate runes and falling into the body of his gestating spiritual baby.
His spiritual infant body that was conceived by the Innate Reincarnation Sutra has not yet taken shape. Even if it takes shape, it is just an ordinary innate spirit body.
Because although Qinglian is magical, it is just a collection of ordinary spiritual lotus. If there is no Qingyang's Zhiyang power combined with the power of creation, I am afraid whether it can survive in the blood mist will be a problem.
Therefore, although the innate gods and spirits that were born are precious, compared with the innate spirits that were born from the real heaven and earth, the gap cannot be measured.
But now that it has absorbed the boundless power of creation in the blood mist, Qinglian has gradually transformed into the acquired Qinglian. Although it is only one more level, its foundation is much deeper than before.
This green lotus gives birth to the Qingyang Yuan Fei. Once it is born, it will be no less than the innate gods nurtured by heaven and earth.
However, Qingyang is not satisfied with this. He keeps pulling the blood mist down and transforming it into the innate power of creation. Nine is the ultimate number. Qingyang intends to upgrade Qinglian to the ninth grade Qinglian. Only then will he be able to nurture it by himself. It is comparable to the innate gods nurtured by heaven and earth.
