After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 604 Opposition
What they didn't expect was that Fu Yuyao would appear here, and what she was riding on was a Zerg from the Fallen Flame Realm, right?
What about her gray eyeballs?

Looking at Fu Yuyao in the water mirror, Wu Zong of the Holy Sword Sect had the most ugly face.

Not only Chu Jing was alive, but this female cultivator was also alive.

If it is said that Chu Jing has the original flower blessed by him and is protected by a continent, but what about Fu Yuyao?
Wu Zong watched the killing in Fu Yuyao's eyes, and his heart beat violently a few times.

When he turned to the water mirror on Chu Jing's side again, his face became even more ugly.

He always had the feeling that someone was manipulating everything about the two of them...

"what!"

A monk screamed violently, his chest was penetrated by several claws of the Zerg, and the flesh and blood of his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became a skeleton directly.

When the Zerg pulled out its claws, the skeleton fell to the ground and shattered violently.

Shen Qingyi violently waved away a large group of Zerg, the flames all over his body, in the eyes of the Meteor Flame cultivator, were like life-threatening flames.

The place relatively close to Shen Qingyi has become an open space.

Shen Qingyi squinted his eyes and looked at the high platform not far away.

There is a ring for the four arts competition, as long as you input the breath of the token there, you can naturally enter the safe area of ​​the ring.

It's just that Shen Qingyi's eyes couldn't help but turn cold when he looked at the Meteor Flame cultivators who were staring at her around her.

The fighting range of Jindan monks is very wide, but there are more than half of the meteorite monks in this area.

Hearing their screams, Shen Qing waved out the strange fire in his hand again.

The wind spirit power moves freely, and the strange fire rushes to the surroundings with the wind spirit power, and the wind spirit power also fuels the strange fire. The addition of the two makes Shen Qingyi the center, and within a hundred miles, there is no moving meteor flame. monk.

Some injured monks couldn't help moving towards this side.

As the smell of blood became stronger, those Meteor Flame cultivators who were afraid of Shen Qingyi's strange fire couldn't help rioting again.

The smell of blood is too sweet for them!

Sensing some meteorite monks approaching again, some injured monks couldn't help leaning closer.

Shen Qing moved his wrist and raised his eyes, the killing intent in his eyes was cold.

"Good time! With my will, set the sky on fire and start a prairie fire!"

The moment the spiritual power surged wildly, a huge talisman brush appeared in Shen Qingyi's hand, and the tip of the talisman brush burned with mysterious icy flames.

The raging fire turned into fires like ink bars at the moment of swiping the pen.

The moment the light suddenly appeared, a coldness swept over the surroundings.

"Boom! Boom!"

Countless fireballs appeared in mid-air. Seeing the densely packed fireballs in the sky, all the cultivators couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

"Heavenly fire starts a prairie fire!"

The fireballs fell one after another, hitting all around, and the cultivators of the Falling Flame Realm couldn't dodge in time. Those who were hit were instantly covered with strange fire.

The ground is also condensing into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint cold air emerges.

The few demon souls closest to Shen Qingyi were frozen in place within a few breaths, becoming an ice sculpture.

And the frozen area is still expanding.

Avoided the monks of the Pankong Realm and the monks of the Meteor Flame Realm, and never let them go.

The sun is slightly warm and shines on the earth, but the ice sculptures with a radius of thousands of miles make people's hairs stand on end.

Step by step, Shen Qing walked towards the world of ice and snow.

"Crack, click! Click, click! Boom!"

I saw that where Shen Qingyi passed by, countless ice sculptures behind him shattered in an instant, and the ice balls falling all over the ground reflected Shen Qingyi's figure.

Some monks gasped.

As Shen Qingyi approached, the monks from the Falling Flame Realm beyond the ice ground couldn't help but retreat one after another.

"call out!"

Shen Qingyi's figure suddenly changed from slow to fast, and afterimages flashed across, so the ice sculptures exploded one after another.

The monks in the Meteor Flame Realm retreated sharply.

"Heh! Want to leave?! In my opinion, set up the Heaven and Earth Prison Spirit Formation! Punish the Saint!"

"Buzz!"

Zhu Sheng suddenly became bigger, suspended in mid-air, and countless light spots wandered around him.

Holding the pen in his right hand and swaying it, thousands of runes slowly gathered. Shen Qingyi stood in the air, his hair was windless and his clothes were flying.

The cyan runes whirled and danced, reflecting the entire sky a bit whitish and blue.

"Get up!"

Clenching his left hand, the shattered ice cubes on the ground trembled wildly.

"boom!"

Countless shards of ice flew up violently, and at the moment Shen Qing waved his hand, they flew in all directions with a whistling sound.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Haw! Haw!"

"cracking!"

The broken ice passed through, and the fire started a prairie fire.

But the flying ice crystals didn't stop there, but gathered together again after the first kill, forming huge ice edges one by one.

The sound of breaking the air came one after another.

The monks in the Meteor Flame Realm fled and dodged one after another, hiding XZ in a panic.

It's just that the monks from the Falling Flame Realm who were close to Shen Qingyi wanted to retreat, but some of the monks behind couldn't dodge, and the ones behind didn't even know what happened.

Just listening to the scream that overwhelmed the other, some monks in the Falling Flame Realm who didn't know why couldn't help but panic.

Some spiritually mature cultivators of Meteor Flame couldn't help squinting their eyes.

"cracking!"

The scream of Jindan's consummation sounded, and the flustered Cultivator of Meteor Flame couldn't help but pause.

Gro's scarlet eyes looked towards the origin of the riot.

From the terrified screams of the clansmen, he probably also knew that there was a relatively powerful monk in the Pankong Realm intercepting him in front of him.

Several Meteor Flame cultivators with perfect golden cores looked at each other.

Such foreign monks who disturb the order of the ethnic group should be punished!

During their days in the Fallen Flame Realm, they fought side by side with death almost every day. Bloodthirsty and ferocious groups rarely looked like this. Most of the time, they all showed fearlessness!

Zerg Gro and the Demon Soul Clan Star King led a group of elite monks from the Falling Flame Realm to rush out.

When they saw the fireball icicles falling all over the sky, the huge tornado kicked up countless dust, and almost covered the blue runes in the sky, a group of Meteor Flame cultivators couldn't help but shrink their pupils suddenly.

Especially when those clansmen who hadn't had time to rush out fell into the sea of ​​flames, the scalp-numbing screams echoed in the ears of a group of Falling Flame monks like the sound of magic.

They have seen countless cruel wars, and even crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they have never been afraid.

But looking at the human monks standing in mid-air, the meteorite monk seemed to feel a crisis, it was the breath of natural enemies!
Shen Qingyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue flames at the end of his eyes were lifelike.

Looking at Gero from a distance, both of them saw a strong killing intent in each other's eyes.

As far as the Pankong Realm is concerned, the monks of the Meteor Flame Realm are invaders, killing brutally.

As far as the Falling Flame Realm is concerned, their world is already in decline. In order to survive, they must expand outward, and the Pankong Realm is their hope for survival and reproduction!
(End of this chapter)