After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 859 Provocation
You can only understand it if you experience it yourself...

"go!"

The retreat of this sentence was almost squeezed out of Mou Zizheng's teeth.

Clearly knowing that at this time, Shen Qingyi is very likely to be injured, or even seriously injured, by the power of the Nascent Soul's self-explosion.

They also have the opportunity to take this opportunity to encircle and suppress it, and it is not in vain for them to sacrifice so many monks.

But... that kind of luck was finally defeated by reason.

However, everyone got up in embarrassment, and before they had time to retreat, they heard the sound of something rubbing against the ground.

Mou Zizheng and his team subconsciously looked towards the place where the voice came from.

Thick smoke billowed and flames dappled.

The huge sword rubbed against the ground, and in the haze of smoke, everyone saw a person dragging the huge sword and walking towards them step by step.

After Mou Zizheng saw the person clearly, his pupils shrank violently.

Shen Qingyi!

Although Shen Qingyi's clothes were already stained red with blood, and his giant sword was also stained with blood, he looked embarrassed, but the aura around him did not appear to be injured at all.

How is this going? !
Mou Zizheng felt his throat was a little dry.

They have all done this, how on earth did Shen Qingyi escape from the power center where the Nascent Soul exploded? !
If even self-explosion is useless to him, then he can't think of anything in their team that can stop him, no!Delay Shen Qingyi!

The strong smell of blood filled the air.

Shen Qingyi's clothes were not only covered with blood, the blood dripped along his hair, and his fair face was also splashed red.

There was endless coldness in the blood-colored eyes.

That kind of cold, like a ruthless evil spirit crawling out of hell, watching Mou Zizheng practice from head to toe.

Is such a monk really the proud son of the Taoist sect?
He still remembered that in Shen Qingyi's message, when it came to the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism, he didn't like the ruthless way.

After entering the world of cultivating immortals, her character is weak, kind and bloodless...

Even though she grew up rapidly later, how could some things change so much?
Mou Zizheng even had some doubts, whether Shen Qingyi was taken away by some ruthless monk from some evil sect halfway.

Seeing Shen Qing approaching step by step, the rest of the monks couldn't help being extremely nervous.

"My lord! You go first!"

Several Nascent Soul cultivators guarded Mou Zizheng behind them, wanting to leave the last chance for Mou Zizheng.

However, Mou Zizheng did not leave.

It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but something in his heart told him that at this time, if no monks came to support them, they might not be able to leave.

On the contrary, if he separated from other people, he might die faster!
However, Shen Qingyi seemed to be moving forward slowly, but within a moment, he was less than a few meters away from them.

Mou Zizheng could even hear the heartbeats of a group of people beating violently because of nervousness.

"Shen Qingyi! If you kill like this, aren't you afraid that when you break through, Heaven will not see you covered in blood and catastrophe?!"

Mou Zizheng spoke suddenly, his words were a little anxious, but with a little trill.

He wanted to gamble that there was something wrong with Shen Qingyi in front of him, especially her eyes, the whites and pupils were almost blood red.

How does this look like human eyes? !
He even felt that Shen Qingyi at the moment seemed to be insane.

Didn't it mean that Shen Qingyi was once a kind person Xiu?Although he doesn't like that kind of kindness and thinks it's stupid, but if he can use it and even save his life, he still thinks it's good!
Of course, if it is still impossible to "awaken" the former Shen Qingyi, it would be good to delay for some time.

"Pfft!"

The hot liquid scattered on Mou Zizheng's eyes, making him close his eyes involuntarily.

"grown ups!"

Opening his eyes again, Mou Zizheng heard the terrified cries of his followers.

Seeing the man's gaze falling behind him in horror, he couldn't help turning his head stiffly.

However, as his head turned, more and more liquid flowed from his neck.

"Oh!"

Mou Zizheng's body fell to the ground completely, but his eyes were still fixed on Shen Qingyi who appeared behind him at some point.

Before he died, he still had an unrealistic idea.

How could this be?
Why did Shen Qingyi listen to his words without a single pause?
Seeing Mou Zizheng's fall, all the followers were in chaos for a while.

"Kill! Kill him!"

"retreat!"

Suddenly, the team without followers was divided into two groups.

One group wanted to fight Shen Qingyi to the end, while the other group wanted to escape.

After all, there are no candidates, and all the prosperity and wealth in the future have become a collapsed Great Xia.

Without the last ray of hope, it might be good to live...

The team that was originally at a disadvantage, but unable to unite, is like a mess of loose sand.

The ghost hand skeleton on the ground pulled, and the fire made a crackling sound.

When Yu Yan arrived with the disciples of the Yu family, he saw a mess all over the place.

There were corpses strewn about, some broken flesh and rags hung on the undestroyed branches and stones, and dark red liquid flowed from the gullies left by the battle.

A disciple at the early stage of the Nascent Soul was so irritated by the strong bloody smell around him that he bent over and vomited wildly.

It's not that he has never participated in battles, even though he was well protected by his family when he was in Yu's house, but he is not a pure fairy cultivator in the Nascent Soul area where he cultivated, and after entering the Fallen God Small Realm, he followed Yu Yan around. , It has gained a lot of experience.

However, he was still disgusted by the tragic appearance in front of him.

Yu Yan just glanced at the scene and the Yu family disciple who was vomiting.

His eyes finally fell on a boulder.

The stone was already stained red with blood, and it was still dripping with blood, but what caught his attention was the upside-down thing on the stone.

It should be said that when entering here, even a monk would be attracted by the boulder and the upside-down flag.

That thing is very eye-catching.

Yu Yan stepped forward, his eyelids twitched when he saw the flag of the Holy King's Palace that had been planted upside down on the stone.

Arrogant.

This was Yu Yan's first thought.

Such arrogant behavior is undoubtedly a naked provocation to the Holy King's Palace.

Even if Shengwangdian had no choice but to relax first, he would be angry again because of her slap in the face, right?
This is to make the Holy King Hall take action if he doesn't want to!

Although he relieved his anger, wouldn't he put himself in a more dangerous situation?

Act on a whim.

This is a point where Yu Yan found out about Shen Qing's actions. In his eyes, it was just not rational!

However, although he didn't quite agree with it, Yu Yan felt a little happy, and even wanted to laugh.

Ever since the Holy King's Hall has been growing, it has become more and more arrogant.

Especially after some soft persimmons from Xianmeng were let go.

Encountering a stubborn stubble like Shen Qingyi, their arrogant flames suddenly seemed to have hit an iron plate ice cave.

Yu Yan took one last look at the flag behind the boulder and waved.

"go!"

(End of this chapter)