After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 315 Change

The Loose Cultivation Alliance is not as powerful as many major sects.

The Yunze Continent is already headed by the Youli Palace where Wen Yinghan of the demon sect resides, the demon alliance of the six major families of the demon clan, the two major temples of the Buddhist sect, and the two sects of the four palaces of the Western Regions.

The monks from Yunze Continent quickly helped up some injured monks on the ground.

Wen Yinghan glanced at Chu Jing and Fu Yuyao who were still surrounded, and couldn't help frowning.

To be honest, he was really fooled by these two idiots, and he even looked down on Taoism a little bit more.They're all idiots!

The strength is weak but he wants to monopolize the treasure, and now he has no one to blame for his end.

But no matter how much he looks down on them, now he is still a grasshopper fighting on the same rope as them.

What Yunze Continent is going to face is the aloof Tianfeng Continent. These two hold the precious things that monks value, and now that they have those jade slips, they have a reason to stand out. Monk bullying!

In the enchantment, the originally calm heavy water began to ripple layer by layer.

The originally stable underground repulsion force also became a little unstable.

The blue ice crystals were getting thinner and thinner, and Shen Qingyi could already feel the chill getting stronger.

And the milky white liquid in the eye sockets was gradually boiling.

The Supreme Art within Shen Qingyi's body circulated rapidly, and the surrounding spiritual power was absorbed by Shen Qingyi little by little and quickly.

Shen Qingyi gritted her teeth and trembled slightly. She could clearly feel that the ice spiritual power in her body, and even the wind spiritual power, along with the absorbed blue ice crystal spiritual power, the mixed mysterious ice flame and milky white energy, As well as the water spiritual power of the heavy water leaked through the unstable barrier above, subtle changes are taking place little by little.

Shen Qingyi's face was covered with ice crystals, her eyelashes and hair were all covered with ice crystals, her whole body was turned blue and purple from the cold, but a stream of hot air emerged from the surface of her skin, and wisps of hot smoke rose up.

At this moment, the feelings of ice and fire are almost interpreted to the extreme in her body.

The spirit beast egg and Ah Qing who had been obediently staying in the spirit beast space bag also came out of it to help Shen Qingyi absorb the overly dense spiritual energy around him.

Even Zhu Sheng was not idle.

But the seemingly endless spiritual power and energy around him still didn't seem to stop.

As soon as Shen Qing gritted her teeth, she kept trying, breaking through the limits of her body several times.

After breaking several meridians in his body several times, Shen Qingyi is now a little numb with pain.

The meridians, muscles and bones in the body are being washed actively or passively by the spiritual energy.

Shen Qing's entire face twitched.

At this moment, she could clearly hear the crackling sound coming out of her body.

The pain that seemed to be skinned, crushed and then reassembled made Shen Qingyi change from howling like a wolf at first to numb and trembling now.

She no longer had the strength to cry and howl.

Now the spiritual power in her body has been entangled with the energy of the strange fire, and the heavy water above her head is also crumbling, she cannot retreat!

The high-level officials of Tianfeng Continent and Yunze Continent looked at the secret realm of Huangquan, which had been quiet for a long time, and shook again.

Jiang Yuan's face changed drastically when he saw the thunder and calamity gathering in the sky, and even the purple sky thunder appeared.

This is Heaven's Punishment Thunder Tribulation!

The secret realm of Huangquan, which was originally tilted, seemed to be shaking, and the tilt became even stronger.

This also caused a big black hole to be torn open at the exit of the secret realm of the underworld, from which the whistling wind of time and space constantly oozes out.

(End of this chapter)