After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 890 Illusion Upgrade
"With my bloodline! Sacrifice!"

The energy in the surrounding air was instantly suffocated, and Fengze's meridians all over his body made crackling sounds.

Since these rumors about Shen Qingyi are true, then ordinary methods of dealing with Shen Qingyi are useless!
He didn't want to linger on!
Perhaps meeting Shen Qingyi today is destined!
Either he died today, or Shen Qingyi died!
Shen Qingyi felt the energy riot in the air and the restlessness in the blood.

This Fengze directly used the power of blood!However, Feng Ze is different from most monks in the Holy King Hall. He burns the power of blood, not to restore himself, but to directly increase his combat power!

In this way, the burning blood will be more and faster.

Fengze wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye, his skin gradually shriveled, his hair bit by bit, and finally all turned white.

Feng Ze's face was full of madness, and on his ferocious face, a pair of eyes were blood red.

If Shen Qingyi can't move like this, then today he will blew himself up here!

Even if Shen Qingyi's life is lost, but the beast tide has arrived, what's the difference between a seriously injured monk and a half-critic?

Each city has a limited area and limited resources. Even if the city is a refuge for monks in the beast horde, you have to use it!
Cultivation and strength are the basics!

On the surface, the tide of beasts seems to be that all the monks in the small world of fallen gods unite to fight against the herd of ancient beasts, but secretly, some more realistic and dark things will be exposed.

For example, the ultimate survival of the fittest!
"Shen Qingyi! Go to hell!"

Shen Qingyi looked at the rapidly surging energy around Fengze, without changing his face.

"Zhu Sheng!"

Zhu Sheng appeared in the palm of his hand, and spiritual power gathered from his whole body to his right hand.

At the same time as the light was shining brightly, the Yunling Orb inlaid on Zhu Sheng's body also emitted a dazzling white light.

"In my opinion! The realm of the heart!"

Feng Ze's complexion twisted, he felt more and more strength all over his body, and seeing Shen Qingyi who was facing paler and paler, a surge of joy surged in his heart.

It made him laugh wildly.

"Hahaha! Shen Qingyi! You have today too! Aren't you very arrogant?! Aren't you very capable?! What? You can't move now?! I'm going to let you die here today! It's you!...all You! If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up in this situation! If it wasn't for you! I would still be the leader of the followers in that candidate team! All this is thanks to you! Today, I will let you do this Pay the price!"

Feng Ze's frantic voice, coupled with the increasingly violent energy around him, has alarmed the ancient beasts not far away, as well as the people in Huangyuan City.

"Captain! There are monks over there!"

The monk guarding Huangyuan City looked at the place where the light burst out.

It's just that there are beast roars outside Huangyuan City. Under the deafening beast roars, Feng Ze's roar, which is a distance away from Huangyuan City, can't be heard very clearly.

But as the energy from the battle between the two sides became more intense, the cultivators who paid attention here finally discovered that it was not the cultivators and the ancient beasts that were fighting, but the cultivators and the cultivators.

The captain leading the team couldn't help frowning.

"When is this? Do you still care about personal grievances?"

The captain's voice was somewhat dissatisfied, after all, the truce order had been issued.

Whether it is the monks in the fairyland, the monks in the Holy King's Palace, or the monks in the lower spirit realm, if they do not abide by the truce, it is a provocation to the fairy alliance.

"At this time, the infighting is still not far outside the city... There are so many ancient beasts here, aren't they looking for death?"

The leader of the team has been devastated by the early outbreak of the ancient beasts. If the monks fight the ancient beasts, the opponent is a powerful one. Maybe they can help and recruit a good fighting force for Huangyuan City.

But at this moment, seeing that the monks were fighting against each other, this made the team leader very dissatisfied.

At this time, if you can't distinguish the situation, what is it if you are not clear-headed?
Even if this kind of person is let in, it will be more troublesome!

"Leave them alone!"

The eyes of the two Nascent Soul cultivators in the formation couldn't help but brighten up when they heard Feng Ze's words.

Could it be that Fengze won?
Even if Fengze doesn't win, such a big commotion should alarm the people in Huangyuan City over there, right?
And this made Mo Jiuxiao and the others feel tense.

However, before several people could react, there was a muffled sound from the ground not far away.

It seemed as if something had hit the ground, and the sound...it was like a body falling to the ground!
Several people couldn't help but glanced to the outside of the formation, but it was already covered by a white mist.

Yuexi City and Lu Jingqing couldn't help squinting their eyes.

They knew about Shen Qing's illusion for a while, and at this moment, there was a lot of white light...

Feng Ze's face turned red and purple.

However, the culprit of all this comes from the hands on his neck, and the owner of those hands is himself!

"Shen Qingyi...Shen Qingyi! Go to hell! Go...die! Ugh! Go...!"

Looking at Feng Ze, whose eyes were swollen and bloodshot, Shen Qing raised his sword with one hand and dropped it, leaving no chance of turning it around.

"Pfft!"

Blood splashed out along with the cold light.

And Fengze's hand tightly gripping his neck did not let go at the last moment of his life, and there was still a weird smile on his mouth.

Feng Ze, who fell into the illusion, strangled Shen Qingyi's neck until his death, and Shen Qingyi was already seriously injured and unable to resist.

Shen Qingyi quickly scooped up Fengze's belongings, poured a few pills to restore spiritual power in his mouth, and then looked at the formation.

The Yun Lingzhu given by Bailin Yunyu is indeed very powerful!

Combined with my intention from Zhu Sheng, the result was even more beyond her expectations!
However, the spiritual power consumed is more than twice that of ordinary Wuyi!This made Shen Qingyi, who was using it for the first time, turn pale.

After taking the elixir and taking another sip of spirit wine, her complexion improved a bit.

The few people in the formation stopped abruptly when they heard the movement outside, and their hearts couldn't help beating a few times quickly.

This is the end?Who's winning?
"call!"

As the wind blew, a faint smell of blood spread into the formation.

One of the high-level Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't help shouting.

"careful!"

The sense of crisis in his heart made him subconsciously avoid it.

"Pfft!"

And the monk who hid a little slowly, watched a blood-stained sword attacking his heart, and instantly felt like an enemy.

The distance is too short, and Shen Qingyi's speed is too fast, it is already unrealistic to use weapons and spiritual power to resist again.

The cultivator could only clasp his palms together, firmly gripping the fast-moving sword.

Blood slid down the palm of the sword body, and pain spread from the palm.

Using all his strength, the senior monk finally let the sword stay a few centimeters away from his heart. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the senior monk Nascent Soul dodging not far away, looking at him in horror. .

The monk holding the sword suddenly reacted.

(End of this chapter)