The cannon fodder female partner becomes a god by practicing involution

Chapter 243 Killing the Enemy

The Feng clan cultivators had a premonition that they were locked by the killing sword intent, and their expressions suddenly changed.

It is recognized that the Killing Sword Intent can kill enemies across levels. At this moment, no one dares to underestimate Shen Qingluo.

All the cultivators used their defensive methods. In just two breaths, various colored lights flashed, and layers of defenses were superimposed, covering the whole body.

In the next moment, hundreds of sword lights slashed down.

The rumbling sounds continued one after another, and the aftermath of the attack spread to the surrounding area instantly.

Countless monks in Huoli City were alarmed, but for a while, no one dared to check the situation.

This kind of movement is obviously a battle between middle-level monks and above. The highest cultivation level in the city is no more than Nascent Soul, and no one will risk their lives to come.

If a battle breaks out in the city, the city lord's palace will not ignore it. After all, Huoli City is affiliated with the Yuan Mirage Sect, and law enforcement will not be blocked. However, if it is outside the city, the situation is completely different.

Even if the battle outside the city is pitch dark, as long as it does not affect the city, the City Lord's Mansion has no jurisdiction in principle, and the Yuan Mirage Sect will not interfere.
The sword light fell, and after a moment, the aftermath dissipated.

Jindan, who came to participate in the battle from the Feng clan, including Feng Lang and Feng Mu, all died.

A few of the monks had life-protecting treasures within them, but there were more than one sword rays locking on them, and under successive attacks, none of them could escape.

At the moment of their death, dozens of soul lamps in the Feng clan's ancestral hall were instantly extinguished.

The disciples guarding the ancestral hall thought they were too tired and had hallucinations. They subconsciously reached out to rub their eyes and pinched themselves again.

After the pain came out and it was confirmed that it was not an hallucination, the disciple ran out of the ancestral hall in panic. Because he was so panicked, his calves were shaking and he stumbled all the way. Finally, with a bruised nose and face, he ran to report the situation to the clan leader.

After a while, all the high-level monks from the Feng clan were dispatched and rushed toward the location of the battle.

This clan has the existence of gods, and they were originally in seclusion, but now they are also alarmed.

After learning the ins and outs of the matter, he was so angry that he cursed the clan leader. He didn't fully understand the identity of his opponent, so he rashly took action based on various guesses and caused trouble.

Now that the deal is done, it's too late to say anything.

The comatose Nascent Soul was already awake, and he was with the monks who came, his face was extremely livid.

He repeatedly emphasized not to act rashly, but who would have expected that something like this happened.

The only solution for now is to kill Shen Qingluo.

At the location of the battlefield, after the fall of the golden elixir, the remaining ten or so Nascent Souls relied on various secret arts and magic weapons to block the murderous sword intent.

Half of them were seriously injured, and the other half seemed to be in good condition.

At this time, Shen Qingluo waved his sleeve, and a lavender, three-foot-long purple jade silk, the ultimate enemy-trapping magic weapon, appeared in an instant and bounded away towards the nearest Nascent Soul mid-stage monk.

At the same time, the Qiankun Umbrella and the Wangyou Pagoda were also taken out.

After being activated, the Qiankun Umbrella rose to a height of several feet above the head under the control of spiritual consciousness. The umbrella surface opened and rotated at high speed. In an instant, countless sharp blades as thin as cicada wings flew out and were aimed at the surrounding enemies.

The Wangyou Pagoda has a strong hallucinogenic effect. It quickly enlarged at this moment, aiming at an early stage of the Nascent Soul and shrouding it. It instantly caused the person to fall into an illusion, and was followed by the sharp blade and the reduced version of the Nascent Soul in the Dantian. strangled.

On the battlefield, the pressure from all the Nascent Souls continued.

However, the clone is not flesh and blood, but is refined by spiritual objects, so it is naturally not afraid of the pressure of monks at a higher level.

Therefore, even if the pressure of these Nascent Souls were fully activated during the battle, they would not affect Shen Qingluo at all.

Otherwise, if an ordinary Jindan was here in the early stage, it would take most of his energy to resist the pressure that came one after another, and it would be impossible to continue fighting. The Feng clan transformed into gods and approached the battlefield, and what they saw was Shen Qingluo killing everyone.

For a moment, he was filled with anger, turned his head and roared at the leader of the Feng clan who was following him.

"Take a closer look. He can easily take out four high-quality magic weapons to fight against the enemy, and he is not afraid of the pressure of the Nascent Soul. Could he be the casual cultivator who is working hard for a few cultivation resources?"

The leader of the Feng clan was shaken by the extremely angry voice of his ancestor, and his body was unstable while flying high in the sky, and he almost fell down.

After nearly stabilizing, he repeatedly admitted his mistake and did not dare to refute at all.

Most of the Feng clan is alchemy cultivators, and their combat effectiveness is not very strong.

The reason why I chose to deal with Shen Qingluo this time was because his realm was only at the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and he thought he was sure to win.

If it were the Nascent Soul cultivation level, such thoughts would never dare to occur.

Shen Qingluo was naturally aware of the arrival of the Avatar.

With the strength of her current avatar, without those powerful treasures, it would be difficult to deal with the God-Transforming monks who were on full alert with just the Guiyi Xuanguang Dao Technique if they could not grasp the right time to activate it.

But she is not without help.

At the moment when the power of the Transformation God came, a crisp cry came from the distance.

Qingluan, who was out looking for food, arrived in time. This was the first time his master asked him to help attack the enemy. He was thinking about not letting his master down, so as soon as he arrived and received the message that he could take action, he immediately launched an attack on the enemy. attack.

The innate magical power was activated instantly, and the pressure belonging to the divine beast came down, falling on the gods of the Feng clan and all the Nascent Souls.

At the same moment, within a radius of dozens of miles, the temperature dropped sharply and it was covered with ice and snow.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, implying murderous intent.

In the Feng clan, there were several weak Nascent Souls who lost their minds under the pressure of the divine beasts and were unable to defend themselves. They were swept by the invisible wind blade hidden in the snowflakes and were instantly defeated.

In the dantian, a panicked miniature version of the Nascent Soul escaped. Shen Qingluo used his spiritual consciousness to control the Qiankun Umbrella to change the direction of attack and instantly smashed the Nascent Soul into pieces.

This situation happened one after another. At this time, the god-transforming monk of the Feng clan turned over his hand and took out a red dagger. Under the movement of spiritual power, it was instantly activated.

The dagger swished and turned into a red light, aiming at the girl's eyebrows.

The cultivator of the Transformation God struck with all his might, with great power.

Shen Qingluo didn't hesitate at all and immediately used the Guiyi Xuanguang Taoist technique.

In an instant, a dazzling spiritual light flashed, turning into a sharp arrow and shooting towards the red dagger.

Along with a loud noise, the two collided, forming a special sound wave that quickly spread to the surrounding area.

Except for the transformed gods, the remaining monks of the Feng clan had blood flowing from their ears and fell to the ground one by one. The huge pain from the sea of ​​consciousness made them roll on the ground uncontrollably.

Not only them, but also the cultivators in Huoli City were also affected.

Fortunately, there was a formation in the city, which blocked part of the power. In addition, due to the distance problem, although the cultivators in the city were affected, the impact on them was far less than that of Feng's Nascent Soul who faced the attack directly.

Since Shen Qingluo's clone was not made of flesh and blood, these special sound waves had no effect on her at all, and she continued to use magic weapons to attack the Nascent Soul that fell to the ground.

When the Avatar, who was using his defense to resist the sonic attack, saw this scene, he thought of a possibility, and immediately blurted out: "Is this your external incarnation? Are you not here in your true body?"