After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 856 Start

"Get up!"

As the sword energy swept across, Shen Qing swung one hand quickly, and in an instant, the runes formed into an array.

Mou Zizheng's heart sank suddenly.

Although he didn't know why Shen Qingyi allowed him to send out a distress signal, but he didn't think that it was Shen Qingyi who let him live.

After all, the grievances between them and Shen Qingyi can no longer be regarded as festivals, it should be a life-and-death enmity.

"Resist with all your strength! Hold on!"

But no matter what, now that the distress signal has been sent out, all they can do is stick to it.

"Pfft!"

As soon as Mou Zizheng finished speaking, a monk from the Holy King Hall not far away felt a chill on his neck, and immediately covered his neck in horror.

Mou Zizheng suddenly looked at Shen Qingyi, just in time to meet his strange eyes.

He had never seen one blue and one red eyes, and the lifelike lines in Shen Qing's eyes made his heart beat even more.

He had to admit that because of what Shen Qingyi had done before, especially after the battle at Qunfeng, many monks in the Holy King's Palace had already had a shadow in their hearts towards her!

And the impact of this shadow can be large or small.

Small enough to ignore, big enough to retreat before fighting.

The surrounding monks of the Holy King's Palace had consciously surrounded him, while the other monks of the Immortal League couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Today's Nascent Soul District is treacherous and unpredictable, and the situation has undergone major changes.

In the past, they also looked down upon or insulted the monks in the lower spiritual realm, and they are likely to turn around in the days to come.

And as one of the main participants in this war of resistance, their sanity is still online.

At this time, the ones rushing to the front, if one fails, will become the soul of Shen Qingyi's sword, and if it is true that they and the Palace of the Holy King killed Shen Qingyi, then it is very likely that they will become the entire lower spirit realm monks. An outlet for anger.

Some monks who knew the news of the Immortal Alliance couldn't help but raised their hands to stop some monks below who wanted to go forward.

The plan of Xianmeng has changed, now is not the time to do it!
All the cultivators looked at each other, although they were still greedy, but due to the situation and the corpses lying around Shen Qingyi, they still retreated a certain distance.

Among the fallen monks, there are not only monks from the Holy King Hall!
This Shen Qingyi is now the big killer in the Nascent Soul District!
Regarding the actions of the monks of Xianmeng, while everyone in the Holy King Hall was angry, they couldn't help becoming nervous.

Thoughts are turning and turning, but the battlefield has changed rapidly.

At the moment when the aura of the formation exploded, Mou Zizheng made a move at the same time.

The spiritual power in his hand fell straight to the formation.

It is said that Shen Qingyi's formation and talismans are amazing, if his talisman formation is allowed to form, how many monks will be killed or injured on their side? !
Even though Mou Zizheng knew that they were destined to fight fiercely with each other, he still hoped that the casualties could be minimized.

"Oh!"

The combination of runes and sword qi is powerful enough.

A palm fell and hit the barrier of the formation, and at the same time as a layer of shock wave was released, the ripples on the formation also flickered.

Shen Qingyi's figure suddenly rushed into the formation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The moment the explosion sounded, smoke, dust and gravel splashed in the formation, and the space distortion caused by the energy impact caused the monks of the Xianmeng who retreated quickly to squint their eyes.

As for the news here, some monks have already spread it to other monks around through sound transmission tools.

Yu Yan also received the news immediately.

"Disciple of the Yu family! Quickly pack up your things and head towards Yinshan Mountain!"

Yu Yan's gaze fell on the map, and they are now located in the strait between Yinshan Mountain and Wanshan Waterfall Sea.

Following Shen Qingyi that day, he never thought of throwing him away, but Yu Yan never believed that Shen Qingyi would fall into the crack in space that he tore open, even though this guess was very shocking and bold.

But now the news from Yinshan made his eyes brighten, and he was a little excited.

Sure enough, Shen Qingyi's ability exceeded his expectations!

But thinking that the other monks in the Holy King's Palace have also received the news at this moment, they must rush to the mouth of the black wind in Yinshan Mountain to prevent other monks from taking the lead!
He had already sent a message to the Yu family, and after a meeting of high-level direct relatives and elders, they finally decided to bring Shen Qing back to the Yu family!It's just developing secretly first. If Shen Qingyi can use some means to erase Shen Qingyi's identity in this small world of Fallen Gods, and then give him a new identity after arriving at Yu's house, that would be the best.

It's just that the senior members of the Yu family also knew that Shen Qing had faked his death a few times, which had already put those people in the Holy King's Palace on guard.

If the old trick is repeated, it is very likely that it will be destroyed by the monks of the Holy King Hall!

However, the Yu family is not without means.

But the most important thing now is to keep Shen Qingyi, so as to prevent them from falling under the siege of the Holy King's Hall before they plan to fall!
"Boom!"

The flames soaring into the sky startled the entire Yinshan Mountain.

The scorching heat distorted the air above the flames, the smoke billowed, and the wind howled.

With one hand, Shen Qing manipulated the surrounding wind spirit power, transforming it into a sharp weapon for killing people, and with the other hand, he manipulated the formation, forcing the monks in the Holy King's Hall to keep coming together.

Mou Zizheng gritted his teeth tightly, wanting to resist the oppression of the formations and wind fields around him, but in the wild sand filled the sky, he could only retreat step by step.

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!"

The sound of several sharp weapons piercing the flesh echoed in his ears, Mou Zizheng felt his face was warm, and the smell of blood from his nostrils let him know that there must be another monk who fell down around him!
Mou Zizheng's eyes became more and more bloodshot.

In the wild sand with no five fingers behind them, they have gradually and quickly fallen to the disadvantage!

At this moment, Mou Zizheng felt Shen Qingyi's strength more clearly. The combat strength mentioned in the original news was so terrifying!
The feeling of being stuck in the mud is Shen Qingyi's domain!

How old is this monk? !If you let it grow again...

Even though Mou Zizheng was aggrieved, angry and frightened, he had no choice but to follow the wind field and get closer to the surrounding monks of the Holy King Hall.

Because once they go against the wind, those sharp blades made of wind will quickly harvest their lives invisibly.

The horror of the domain is vividly reflected at this moment!
They didn't have the strength to crush Shen Qingyi directly, nor did they have the means like Bi Rong, and they didn't have the blessing of a large number of people!
Mou Zizheng's back foot suddenly seemed to be caught by something, he couldn't help but look down, and when he saw it, he gasped suddenly.

Pale bones emerged from the ground, and the coldness spread around the body along the junction of the bones and his ankle.

what is this? !!

(End of this chapter)