Chapter 1,237 Boundless Silence
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The might of the stars burst out like a mountain pressing on everyone's heart, making it difficult to walk and feeling pressure. The immortals from a distance could feel it clearly, and the Zhenyang Wine Immortal standing at the foot of Shangqing Sect was no exception, marveling at the might of the stars.
But what shocked him even more was the power of Yulong Feixing, the incarnation of the God of Stars. Just a sound of power could affect the thunder of nature. This power is terrible.
You should know that the power of sound is just a magical power of immortal art.
Many people understand and can do it, but it is definitely rare to be able to affect nature with a sound of power.
Not to mention ordinary practitioners, even immortals have few who can do it. Even those who have cultivated to the Great Perfection in Luotian Fairyland, and those who have experienced eighteen disasters, including the Zhenyang Wine Immortal who has cultivated for thousands of years, may be able to affect the thunder of nature with a sound of power, but they usually don't do it because it consumes too much power.
On the other hand, Yulong Feixing roared, but his power was not affected at all. Not only that, his power became even more powerful and his power became even stronger.
However.
What really frightened Zhenyang Jiuxian was that he found that Yulong Feixing, who had transformed into the God of Stars, was like a storm with every breath he took. It felt like a giant god from the prehistoric times. It was really hard to imagine how terrible the power of Yulong Feixing, who had transformed into the God of Stars, was.
Can Gu Qingfeng, who was weak, resist?
I don't know.
Zhenyang Jiuxian looked over and found that Gu Qingfeng was still standing there quietly, with one hand behind his back and the other hand playing with the string of Buddhist beads. His cold face was still expressionless. What made Zhenyang Jiuxian even more puzzled was that Gu Qingfeng actually closed his eyes at some point.
What was he doing?
No one knew either.
"Gu, didn't you just warn me that if I didn't get out of here, you would kill me?"
"Why don't you do it?"
"Are you scared?"
Yulong Feixing, who had transformed into the God of Stars, shouted arrogantly in the sky, each of which was accompanied by a powerful force, shaking the thunder of nature, while the stars in the night sky became more and more brilliant,
and brighter, and the entire Weiyang Domain was illuminated as if the night had turned into day.
"Gu! Die!"
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng did not react, Yulong Feixing, who had transformed into the God of Stars, attacked directly with the Star Sword in his hand, like a meteor, a dazzling meteor smashing towards Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng did not move.
From beginning to end.
When Yulong Feixing transformed into the God of Stars, he did not move. Now when Yulong Feixing stabbed him with a sword, he still did not move. Even when Yulong Feixing appeared in front of him, he did not move either. He just closed his eyes and played with the string of ancient Buddhist beads.
Everyone was staring at this scene.
They all wanted to see how the Son of Stars, who had a great destiny, would kill the famous King Chi Xiao.
However, when Yulong Feixing appeared in front of Gu Qingfeng, a scene that everyone could not believe happened.
Yulong Feixing, who was the incarnation of the God of Stars, actually... also stopped moving.
Everyone saw clearly that the moment Yulong Feixing appeared, he inexplicably stopped there, holding the Star Sword and pointing at Gu Qingfeng.
Not only did he stop moving.
Even the thunder in nature stopped exploding.
Even the stars in the night sky stopped flashing.
Even the sound of the wind, even time seemed to be frozen here.
This scene was like a painting, thrilling and wonderful.
Everything was still.
No!
No.
Because many people found that it was only Yulong Feixing, the incarnation of the God of Stars, who was still, and Gu Qingfeng on the opposite side did not stop. At least, his right hand was still playing with the string of ancient Buddhist beads, and he never stopped.
At this moment.
The entire Weiyang Domain instantly fell into silence.
Silence is quiet.
Silence is dead silence.
Although the masters and elders of the major sects were not stilled, none of them dared to move. They just stood there, staring with their eyes wide open, terrified, shocked, and trembling. They didn't even dare to breathe. Everyone's mind was extremely nervous. This feeling was like falling into the abyss of hell, and there was a god of death sleeping in the abyss of hell. No one dared to wake up or disturb this god of death.
Yes.
That's the feeling.
I don't know why, at this moment, in everyone's eyes, Gu Qingfeng is the god of death.
Time passed bit by bit.
No one knew how long it had passed, but they only knew that the bright and bright stars in the night sky gradually dimmed until they disappeared.
Darkness fell again.
Accompanied by a stronger silence.
It was also absolute silence.
The quietness made them feel suffocated with fear, and the dead silence made their souls twisted.
Zhenyang Jiuxian, who was standing at the foot of Shangqing Sect, also felt the pressure. The absolute silence not only made him uncomfortable and unable to breathe, but also made him sweat all over. He wanted to use his immortal spirit to resist, but it was useless. He was scared to death and nervous. It was extremely difficult to leave here. After taking three steps under the pressure, Zhenyang Jiuxian felt mentally collapsed and the world was spinning.
At this time.
Bang!
An immortal finally couldn't stand the silence of the darkness here and fell to the ground.
Bang!
Another person.
boom! boom! boom!
One after another, the immortals couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.
Countless immortals fell to the ground in response.
Nobody knows.
No one cares either.
Inside the venue.
Wu Ya is still paralyzed on the ground, his body is still shaking uncontrollably, and his face is ashen. Before, he was devastated, desperate and regretful, but now, he has no despair, no regrets, only fear, endless fear.
not far away.
Wan Huayu also collapsed on the ground.
Just now.
Like the Jade Dragon Flying Star, he was also unwilling to sacrifice his incarnation of the God of the Stars to kill Gu Qingfeng to save his face. But just when he was about to sacrifice it, someone stopped him secretly. He couldn't help it. He knew who had stopped him, but he didn't want to know who it was at this moment, because fear had already shrouded his soul tightly.
At the foot of Shangqingzong Mountain.
Gu Qingfeng stood.
Stand straight.
Like a solitary peak.
A white dress was fluttering slightly.
Three thousand black hairs were flying gently.
One hand was behind his back, and the other hand was playing with the string of beads. His thumb passed over one bead after another, and the speed of passing through it became slower and slower.
Three thousand black hairs were flying gently.
One hand was behind his back, and the other hand was playing with the string of beads. His thumb passed over one bead after another, and the speed of passing through it became slower and slower.
Three thousand black hairs were flying gently.
One hand was behind his back, and the other hand was playing with the string of beads, his thumb passing through one bead after another.
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