"Formation!"
The sword energy swept across, and Shen Qing waved his hand quickly, and in an instant, the runes formed a formation.
Mou Zizheng's heart sank suddenly.
Although he didn't know why Shen Qingyi allowed him to send out a distress signal, he didn't think that Shen Qingyi was giving him a way out.
After all, the grudge between them and Shen Qingyi can no longer be considered a feud, but a life-and-death feud.
"Fight with all your might! Hold on!"
But no matter what, now that the distress signal has been sent out, all they can do is hold on.
“Puff!”
As soon as Mou Zizheng finished speaking, a monk from the Holy King Palace who was not far away felt a chill on his neck and immediately covered his neck in fear.
Mou Zizheng looked at Shen Qingyi suddenly, and happened to meet the other's somewhat weird eyes.
He had never seen eyes like this before, one blue and one red. Moreover, the lifelike lines at the end of Shen Qingyi's eyes made his heart beat fast.
He had to admit that because of some of the things Shen Qingyi had done in the past, especially after the battle at Qunfeng, many monks in the Holy King Palace had already had a shadow in their hearts towards her!
The impact of this shadow can be big or small.
So small that it can be ignored, so big that you can retreat before the battle.
The other monks from the Holy King Palace around him had consciously surrounded him, while the other monks from the Immortal Alliance could not help but take a few steps back.
The Yuanying area today is unpredictable and the situation has changed dramatically.
The monks from the Lower Spiritual Realm, whom they once looked down upon or bullied, are likely to turn the tables in the days ahead.
As one of the main participants in this war of resistance, they are still rational.
At this time, anyone who rushes to the front may become the soul of the dead under Shen Qingyi's sword. If they really join forces with the Holy King Palace to kill Shen Qingyi, it is very likely that they will become the outlet for the anger of the cultivators in the entire Lower Spirit Realm.
Some cultivators who knew the news about the Immortal Alliance raised their hands to stop some cultivators below from stepping forward.
The plan of the Immortal Alliance has changed, now is not the time to take action!
The cultivators looked at each other. Although they were still greedy in their hearts, they retreated a distance due to the situation and the corpses lying around Chen Qingyi.
Among those fallen monks, there are not only monks from the Holy King Palace!
This Shen Qingyi is now a big killer in the Yuanying area!
Everyone in the Holy King Palace was angry at the actions of the Immortal Alliance monks, but they couldn't help but become nervous.
His thoughts were turning around and around, but the battlefield was changing rapidly.
The moment the spiritual light of the formation exploded, Mou Zizheng also took action at the same time.
The spiritual power in his hand fell straight towards the formation.
Everyone said that Shen Qingyi's formations and talismans were amazing. If his talisman formation was allowed to form, how many cultivators would be killed or injured on their side? !
Even though Mou Zizheng knew that they were destined to have a fierce battle, he still hoped to reduce casualties.
"Bang!"
The formation that combines runes and sword energy is already powerful enough.
A palm fell and hit the formation barrier, sending out a shock wave and ripples on the formation also flashed.
Shen Qingyi's figure suddenly and quickly rushed into the formation.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The moment the explosion sounded, smoke and debris flew around in the formation, and the distortion of space caused by the energy impact made the rapidly retreating Immortal Alliance monks squint their eyes.
The news here has already been spread to other monks around through sound transmission tools.
Yu Yan also received the news at the first time.
"Disciples of the Yu Family! Quickly pack up and advance towards Yinshan!"
Yu Yan's gaze fell on the map. They were now in the strait between Yinshan Mountain and Wanshan Waterfall Sea.
When he followed Chen Qingyi that day, he didn't expect to lose him. It was just that Yu Yan never believed from the beginning that Chen Qingyi would fall in the space crack he tore open, even though this guess was very shocking and bold.
But the news coming from Yinshan now made his eyes light up and he felt a little excited.
Sure enough, Shen Qingyi's ability was even beyond his expectations!
However, thinking that the other monks in the Holy King Palace have also received the news, they must rush to the Black Wind Mouth of Yinshan Mountain quickly to prevent other monks from getting ahead of them!
He had already sent a message to the Yu family. After a meeting of the senior elders, they finally decided to bring Shen Qingyi back to the Yu family! It was just a matter of developing it secretly first. If they could use some means in this small world of fallen gods to erase Shen Qingyi's identity and give him a new identity after returning to the Yu family, that would be the best.
However, the top leaders of the Yu family also knew that Chen Qingyi's several fake deaths had already made those in the Holy King Palace on guard.
If the same trick is used again, it is very likely to be destroyed by the monks of the Holy King Palace!
However, the Yu family is not without means.
But the most important thing now is to protect Shen Qingyi and prevent her from falling under the siege of the Holy King Palace before they planned!
“Boom!”
The flames that shot up into the sky alarmed the entire Yinshan Mountain.
The scorching temperature caused the air above the fire to distort, and the wind howled in the billowing smoke.
Shen Qingyi controlled the surrounding wind spiritual power with one hand, transforming it into a deadly weapon, and controlled the formation with the other hand, constantly forcing the monks of the Holy King Palace together.
Mou Zizheng gritted his teeth, trying to resist the pressure from the surrounding formations and wind field, but in the raging sand, he could only retreat step by step.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The sounds of several sharp weapons piercing flesh echoed in his ears. Mou Zizheng felt a little warm on his face, and the smell of blood coming from his nostrils made him know that another monk must have fallen around him!
There were more and more bloodshot in Mou Zizheng's eyes.
In the pitch-black sand behind them, they were gradually and rapidly falling behind!
At this moment, Mou Zizheng felt Shen Qingyi's strength more clearly. It turned out that the combat power mentioned in the news was so terrifying!
It felt like being stuck in a quagmire, that was Shen Qingyi's domain!
How old is this cultivator?! If he were allowed to grow further...
Even though Mou Zizheng felt aggrieved, angry and a little frightened, he had to follow the wind and move closer to the monks from the Holy King Palace around him.
Because once they go against the wind, the sharp blades transformed by the wind will quickly harvest their lives invisibly.
The horror of the domain is fully demonstrated at this moment!
They did not have the strength to directly crush Shen Qingyi, nor did they have the means like Bi Rong, nor did they have the support of a large number of people!
Mou Zizheng's foot as he retreated seemed to be tripped by something suddenly. He could not help but look down, and when he saw it, he immediately gasped.
Pale white bones emerged from the ground, and a chilling chill spread along the junction of the bones and his ankles, spreading throughout his body.
What's this?!
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