What they didn't expect was that Fu Yuyao would actually appear here, and the one she was riding was a Zerg from the Meteorite Realm, right?
What's with her gray eyes?
Looking at Fu Yuyao in the water mirror, Wu Zong of the Holy Sword Sect had the ugliest expression.
Not only Chu Jing is alive, but this female cultivator is also alive.
If Chu Jing has the flower of origin blessed by him and is protected by a continent, then what about Fu Yuyao?
Wu Zong looked at the murderous look in Fu Yuyao's eyes, and his heart beat violently.
When he turned to Shui Jing on Chu Jing's side, his expression became even uglier.
He always had a feeling that someone was manipulating everything that happened between the two of them...
"ah!"
A monk screamed suddenly as his chest was pierced by several Zerg claws. His flesh and blood shriveled up little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally he became a skeleton.
When the Zerg pulled out its claws, the bones fell to the ground and shattered violently.
Shen Qingyi suddenly waved away a large group of Zergs. The flames all over his body looked like life-threatening fire in the eyes of the Meteorite Flame monk.
The area closer to Shen Qingyi has become an empty space.
Shen Qingyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the platform not far away.
There is an arena for the Four Arts competition. As long as you input the token aura there, you can naturally enter the safe arena area.
However, looking at those Yunyan monks who were surrounding her with covetous eyes, Shen Qingyi's eyes couldn't help but turn cold.
The battle range of the Jindan cultivators is very wide, but more than half of the Yunyan cultivators in this area have disappeared.
Hearing their screams, Shen Qingyi swung the strange fire in his hand again.
The wind spiritual power circulated freely, and the strange fire rushed to the surroundings with the wind spiritual power. The wind spiritual power also fueled the strange fire. The combination of the two made it so that within a radius of 100 miles with Shen Qingyi as the center, there was not a single moving Meteorite Flame monk.
Some injured monks couldn't help but move towards this side.
As the smell of blood became stronger, the Meteorite Flame monks who were afraid of the strange fire on Shen Qingyi could not help but riot again.
The smell of blood is too fragrant to them!
Sensing that some Meteorite Flame monks were approaching again, some injured monks couldn't help but move closer.
Shen Qingyi moved his wrist and raised his eyes, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Well done! I will spread the fire from heaven to earth!"
At the moment when spiritual power surged wildly, a huge talisman pen appeared in Shen Qingyi's hand, and a mysterious icy flame burned at the tip of the pen.
The raging fire turned into flames like ink at the moment the pen was written.
The moment the light appeared, a chill swept over the surroundings.
“Boom! Boom!”
Countless fireballs appeared in the air. Looking at the dense fireballs in the sky, the cultivators couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling.
"Heavenly fire spreads across the land!"
Fireballs fell one after another, hitting all around. The cultivators from the Meteorite Flame Realm were unable to dodge, and those who were hit were instantly engulfed in strange fire.
The ground was also freezing into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint cold air was emerging.
The few Demon Soul Clan members closest to Shen Qingyi were frozen in place in just a few breaths, turning into ice sculptures.
And the scope of the ice is still expanding.
He avoided the cultivators from the Pankong Realm and the Yunyan Realm, and would not let them go if he saw them.
The sun was slightly warm, shining on the earth, but the ice sculptures within a thousand miles made people's hair stand on end.
Shen Qingyi walked towards the world of ice and snow step by step.
"Crack! Crack! Bang!"
Wherever Shen Qingyi passed by, countless ice sculptures behind him shattered in an instant, and ice chips fell all over the ground, reflecting Shen Qingyi's figure.
Some monks gasped.
As Shen Qingyi approached, the cultivators from the Meteorite Flame Realm outside the ice land could not help but retreat.
"call out!"
Shen Qingyi's figure suddenly changed from slow to fast, and the afterimage passed by, so the ice sculptures exploded one after another.
The cultivators from the Meteorite Flame Realm retreated suddenly.
"Oh! You want to leave?! According to my idea, set up the Heaven and Earth Soul Imprisonment Formation! Execute the Saint!"
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Zhu Sheng suddenly grew larger, suspended in mid-air, with countless spots of light wandering around him.
Holding the brush in his right hand, he swung it, and millions of runes slowly gathered together. Shen Qingyi stood in the air, his hair moving without wind, and his robes fluttering.
The blue runes spun and danced, making the entire sky appear pale and blue.
"Formation!"
He clenched his left hand, and the shattered ice on the ground trembled wildly.
"boom!"
Countless pieces of ice suddenly flew up, and the moment Shen Qing waved his hand, they flew in all directions with a whoosh.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Chirp! Chirp!"
"cracking!"
The broken ice passed through and the fire spread across the land.
The flying ice crystals did not stop there, but after the first kill, they gathered together and formed huge ice spikes.
The sounds of breaking air came one after another.
The monks from the Meteorite Flame Realm fled and dodged, hiding in panic.
Only the cultivator from the Meteorite Flame Realm who was close to Shen Qingyi wanted to retreat. Some cultivators behind him were unable to dodge in time, and those further behind had no idea what was happening.
Just by hearing the screams that were one after another, some monks from the Meteorite Flame Realm who did not know what was going on could not help but panic.
Some of the more intelligent and mature Yunyan monks couldn't help but squint their eyes.
"cracking!"
The sharp scream of the golden elixir's perfection was heard, and the panicked monk Yunyan couldn't help but pause.
Gro's crimson eyes turned towards the source of the riot.
From the terrified screams of some of his tribesmen, he probably knew that there was a powerful cultivator from the Pankong Realm blocking the way ahead.
Several Yunyan monks who had reached the Golden Core stage looked at each other.
Foreign monks who disrupt the order of the tribe like this should be executed!
During their time in the Meteorite Flame Realm, they lived side by side with death almost every day. This bloodthirsty and brutal tribe rarely acted like this. Most of the time, they appeared fearless!
Gro of the Zerg and Star Emperor of the Demon Soul Clan took the lead in leading a team of elite monks from the Meteorite Flame Realm to rush out.
When they saw the fireballs and ice cones falling from the sky, the huge tornado stirring up countless dust, and the blue runes that almost covered the entire sky, a team of Meteorite Flame monks couldn't help but shrink their pupils suddenly.
Especially when those tribesmen who did not have time to rush out were trapped in the raging sea of fire, the hair-raising roars and screams were like devilish sounds, echoing in the ears of a group of Meteorite Flame monks.
They have witnessed countless brutal wars and even crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but they have never been afraid.
But looking at the human monks standing in the air, Monk Yunyan seemed to sense a sense of crisis, that was the breath of natural enemies!
Shen Qingyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue-green flames at the corners of his eyes came alive.
Gazing at each other from afar, Groh and the other could both see the strong murderous intent in each other's eyes.
To the Pankong Realm, the cultivators from the Yunyan Realm are invaders who are brutal and murderous.
As for the Meteorite Realm, their world has been declining. In order to survive, they must expand outward, and the Pankong Realm is their hope for survival and reproduction!
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