After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 753

With a shadow, Shen Qingyi holds the Sacred Sword in his hand...

Pankong stopped a few little guys who wanted to go forward.

"The Heart Demon Tribulation has begun!"

red!Boundless red!

Shen Qing held the broken sword in one hand and stood between the red world.

It's war again!

A bored irritability came over me.

The wind blew, bringing a strong smell of blood.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the side, and Shen Qing subconsciously avoided it.

The blood-stained long sword pierced through, but Shen Qing avoided it, but chopped off the head of a monk not far away.

The still hot blood splashed all over Shen Qingyi.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and a monk at the side pushed her violently, and the two of them rolled down to the ground, and at the position they were just now, a black shadow stood there.

The monk who gave her a hand quickly led her to retreat quickly, and when she finally left the sight of the black shadow, the monks on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're crazy! What's going crazy on the battlefield?! Do you know that the moment you lost your mind just now, you were probably killed by those massacres!"

"Slayer?"

Shen Qingyi couldn't help murmuring, as if he had never heard of this thing, but at this moment he felt a little familiar.

"What? Someone's brain was chopped off? Unconscious?! Those massacres are really fucking useless! Now that there are many wars going on in many places, they are still pulling people around to sacrifice! How crazy! I flew up to the fairy world, and No blessings, he was dragged to this battlefield as a coolie! Damn it! It's not shit!"

The aggrieved male cultivator at the side made Shen Qingyi's mind even more confused.

"I don't know how long it will take for the rescue from Xianmeng to arrive..."

Hearing his words, a monk who was seriously injured and still struggling to resist couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

"Stop talking! There will be no visitors from the Xianmeng! The headquarters of the Xianmeng has fallen!"

As soon as the news came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

The mind of the bombarded person went blank.

"The catastrophe of reincarnation... has begun!"

Huo Shen looked at the rapidly rotating dark clouds in the sky, and gradually he felt that the thing was like an eye.

He stared at the world strangely.

However, the vibration on the ground got bigger and bigger, and the exposed gap became bigger and bigger, and the pair of faint eyes at the bottom were also staring at the top.

Su Jin finally found Huo Shen, but after seeing that Shen Qingyi was nowhere to be seen, she couldn't help asking anxiously.

"Did something happen to Master Uncle? Where is Junior Sister Shen?"

Huo Shen didn't say much, the pressure around him was still rising, Su Jin would soon be unable to hold on here.

Although Su Jin has also cultivated the way of ruthlessness, his way of ruthlessness is relatively mild, of course it is in the way of ruthlessness.

The spiritual power in his hand quickly gathered, and he pushed Su Jin into the distance.

"Wait outside! Don't make trouble! The rest of the matter, wait until I finish solving the matter here!"

Su Jin was pushed out of the coercion zone by Huo Shen.

The sleepy cloud in his hand, the exercises in his body, and the familiar aura all made Huo Shen think of something!
That holy sword that was said to have been suppressed back to the Shenbing Tomb, Wuchen!
Shen Qingyi mechanically killed those people, demons, other races, and unconscious monsters who rushed up.

Except for the red color, the sky and the earth will not show anything else.

Except for the screams of fighting around, there is only the sound of heavy breathing, the air inhaled, and the smell of burning, there is only the strong smell of blood that makes people sick.

She watched more and more people fall down, and the comrades and friends on the side fell down one after another.

Even the monk who was pulling her at the beginning had his eyes wide open, half kneeling not far away, and completely lost his vitality.

A wave of anger rose in Shen Qingyi's heart, and strong sadness, despair, and anger mixed together, making her whole body tremble.

"Oh!"

The shattered fairy robes were scattered, and the chaotic power in the air told her again that someone blew himself up again!

However, the monk who blew himself up used his body to stop the densely packed monsters rushing forward, and wanted to buy a little rest time for the teammates behind him.

However, it was only a little rest time, and the densely packed monsters behind and the slaughterers hiding in the battlefield rushed up immediately.

Here, life is not respected in the slightest!
The monks who kept falling made people even more desperate.

The corpses piled up like a mountain!The blood condenses into a river!
A violent shock came from behind, Wan Dao of a massacre had sunk into Shen Qingyi's back, Shen Qing gritted his teeth, swung the pen in his hand violently, and shook the massacre away.

It's just that one retreated, and a second one rushed forward immediately.

Enemies that can't be killed, let them retreat again and again!

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot.

"These bastards!"

The mournful roar had no effect.

Seeing another wave of monsters rushing forward, an old man rushed out holding the painting exhibition in his hand.

"Old Feng!"

There was a shrill cry from behind.

The painting exhibition became bigger and fell towards the group of monsters.

The rays of light spread out, trying to bring those monsters into the picture scroll, but the dilapidated picture scroll was clearly at the end of its strength.

The figure of the old man was submerged in the monster.

"why why?!"

"The world is not benevolent! The world is not benevolent!"

The monks around were all in a panic, and almost a lot of the weapons in their hands were half-used.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and everyone suddenly looked at the sky, but the fall of the holy light made everyone feel cold.

"The half...half saint...has fallen!"

Shen Qingyi clearly saw tears falling from the eyes of a monk beside him.

"We... Confucianism and Taoism... are over!"

The book pen in his hand seemed to become dim when the holy light ended.

"why?!"

"Boom!"

The world fell into chaos.

Shen Qingyi saw with her own eyes that the last person fell on the battlefield, and she herself was swallowed by those monsters a long time ago.

While fluttering, he is still on this battlefield.

War, or war...

It seemed endless and numb.

"Ugh!"

A sigh seemed to fall from the void, and Shen Qingyi's lifeless eyes couldn't help looking up mechanically.

"Perhaps, only the combination of the two parties can lead to the best ending..."

The world fell into darkness again, and Shen Qingyi's spirit seemed to have entered a vast world.

"boom!"

The dark clouds rushed into the sky suddenly, making Huo Shen's eyebrows twitch when he was watching.

When seeing the spiritual light soaring into the sky, the kind of fright is over.

It worked!
Shen Qingyi successfully conceived a baby!
The dark clouds dissipated, the spiritual light fell, and colorful auspicious clouds gradually rose above the sky.

The cultivators who were sent outside also felt that the surrounding spiritual power was converging towards one place.

"Is this a success?"

When a monk stepped forward boldly, he finally discovered the huge funnel-like vortex of spiritual power.

"Crash!"

Spiritual rain fell.

(End of this chapter)