After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 800 Battle

The cold air entered the body, as if it could penetrate the bones and reach the coldness of the soul, which made the bruised and purple-faced monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul groan again.

The high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator at the side freed a hand, and the fire spiritual power circulated, and it landed on the Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator.

This person can challenge by stepping up the ranks, and his combat power is already approaching the high stage of Nascent Soul, coupled with those endless means, it is not impossible to fight against Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks!

Such monks, why didn't they receive the news at first?

More than ten years have passed since the last time the Small World of Fallen Angels was opened. Where has this cultivator been during these ten years?Or is it that the monks who fought with her were all silenced?

But it's impossible not to send out any news, and it's not right!

This monk who appeared out of nowhere was full of doubts.

The surrounding temperature dropped again and again, and ordinary flames had no resistance at all under the hanging ice flames!
It would be okay if the cultivator directly crushed him, but now, this cultivator might not be crushed by them!
Shi Shisheng resolutely gave up conservative combat methods!

"Abandon the formation! Kill her together!"

Shi Shisheng's voice fell, and several other people disconnected the formation at the same time. The moment the formation disappeared, the internal and external energy of the ship was out of balance, and it exploded instantly.

Sawdust fragments splashed everywhere and fell into the sea.

Shi Shisheng couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken. He had snatched that ship from another team's candidates!

Nothing to say about quality!

And this ship also represented that he defeated other candidates!Is a symbol of honor!

Now it was destroyed in the hands of this monk!
The killing intent around Shi Shisheng couldn't help but boiled even more.

"kill!"

The battle here is not small, and many monks have been alarmed.

It's just that due to the terrifying energy here, some monks dare not approach.

And more monks also hold the idea of ​​watching the excitement, or reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

Looking at the group of monks from the Holy King Hall who surrounded him from several directions, Shen Qing communicated with the source of heaven with his spiritual consciousness.

"Are you ready?"

Tianyuan and Ah Qing nodded at the same time.

Ah Qing quickly mixed the soul poison with her own poison, looked at the strange green soul poison, and nodded.

This toxin contained a lot of death energy. In Pan Kong's words, he was born in the secret realm of the underworld, and the death energy and resentment inside were more or less absorbed by these native creatures.

There is not much soul poison, so they can settle for the next best thing, but they don't know how much worse his poison is compared to soul poison!
Ah Qing looked at Soul Poison, and silently prayed in her heart to be more powerful.

Since he followed Shen Qingyi, there were very few who could help Shen Qingyi. As a wood spirit, he learned some healing techniques from Tianyuan and Pankong later.

His only advantage, he felt, was this toxin.

It's a pity that when he was in the secret realm of Huangquan, Grandpa Shu kept telling him not to use poison to harm others at will, but to be a kind wood spirit.

In the outside world, Shen Qingyi has always protected them very well, and he is rarely used...

Shi Shisheng occupied the most central position in the formation, and the fire spirit power in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp claw, crushing straight towards Shen Qingyi's face.

Several other people around also outflanked Shen Qingyi, and the air was constantly twisted under the squeeze and collision of energy.

Shen Qingyi held the sword in his right hand, looked at the figures of several people rushing towards him, swung Wuchen's gigantic sword vigorously into the water, and the moment the sword was swung out, dense water droplets were brought up.

With the lessons learned from the previous time, the members of the Saint King's Hall were obviously more vigilant this time, and they had a strong sense of defense against this seemingly slow drop of water.

Shi Shisheng sensed the murderous intent in the water drop, and couldn't help but feel a bit of ridicule in his heart.

The same trick, how could they be fooled a second time? !

"Shhhhhh!"

The slow water drops suddenly sped up, and at the same time as the sound of breaking through the air, a group of monks from the Holy King Hall also sensed the murderous intent above the water drops, as well as the meaning of the water!
At the moment when he realized the meaning of water, Shi Shisheng's heart couldn't help but beat again.

This female cultivator's methods are indeed endless!
But then the eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

The more it is like this, the more it can prove its extraordinary talent and identity.

And to kill such a person is better than too many ordinary lower domain monks!

Didn't Yuan Yelin get noticed by the adults above by killing a generation of geniuses? !
Now that this cultivator is only in the mid-Yuanying period, he dares to come up and fight with them!

Even the top three geniuses among their candidates dare not be so arrogant!

It is very likely that this cultivator is one of the group who just entered the Fallen God Small Realm!
With the reputation of a genius in the outside world, countless people hold it up, fame and fortune rush to his face, and if some people become popular, they will naturally be blindfolded!

Do you still think that this small world of fallen angels is the lower spirit domain outside?

How could this person want to give him points and credit so much, how could he refuse!

The anger in my heart was gradually replaced by excitement and joy.

Just kill the monk in front of you...

Thinking like this, Shi Shisheng shot without hesitation, smashing all the water droplets that splashed over.

The water droplets turned into countless water vapors, permeating the air.

And Shi Shisheng's hand also grabbed Shen Qingyi violently.

"Oh!"

Shen Qing stepped back abruptly, crossed the water surface, and dragged out the waterline half a meter away.

The hand holding the Wuchen sword was also slightly numb.

As soon as Shi Shisheng struck out, his other hand followed closely, his figure moved forward and backward quickly, and his spiritual power burst out instantly.

Several other monks cooperated with Shi Shisheng's movements and blocked Shen Qingyi's retreat from several other directions.

Apparently, the group wanted to take this opportunity to directly kill Shen Qingyi, and not give her a chance to stand up again!

"Tianyuan!"

The people who rushed forward suddenly paused.

"Whoa!"

Countless vines suddenly sprouted from the steamy sea area.

Ah Qing seized the right moment, and silk threads began to grow outward from her body, and the dark red blood-like liquid flowed through the translucent silk threads.

The silk thread was entangled with those vines, and suddenly pulled towards a group of monks in the Holy King's Hall.

Shi Shisheng's spiritual power quickly turned into a sharp blade.

"Pfft!"

The moment the blade cut the vine, it also cut the transparent thread.

Seeing how easy it was, Shi Shisheng couldn't help frowning slightly, but he hadn't waited for him to figure out what might be tricky in it.

The vines exploded together with the silk thread.

Suddenly, the dark red liquid splashed in all directions in this sea area.

The water vapor filled the room and turned dark red.

"Fuck!"

"Ugh!"

The sound of corroding flesh and blood sounded, and then the screams of monks from the Holy King Hall sounded.

"Toxic! My lord is poisonous!"

The three of them were directly wrapped in the poisonous mist, and a large piece of the back of the initial Nascent Soul cultivator, who was injured and had the worst cultivation, was directly corroded.

(End of this chapter)