But that feeling just now...
Shen Qingyi couldn't help but twist his fingers slightly.
She is not a fan of fluff, but she also feels that the feel is pretty good.
With the exception of Shen Qingyi, none of the cultivators around noticed the soul beast's active approach from behind.
Their attention was not only on Shen Qingyi, but also on the wind at the Black Wind Mouth.
All the cultivators were waiting to see when the wind from the Black Wind Mouth would stop.
At that time, once the wind from the Black Wind Mouth stops swirling upwards, some monks will inevitably lose their patience.
Shen Qingyi has gained so much by himself!
This has made many monks jealous.
If all the cultivators had gained something, they might have felt better, but they didn't! It's not their fault!
Of course, even if they get it, it doesn’t mean they will stop.
However, Dudu, who gave the opportunity, was unaware of all this.
It only thought about exchanging good things with Shen Qingyi, but did not think about what other cultivators would think.
To it, the other monks around it have nothing to do with it.
If they want to harm it, it can hide in the Black Wind Mouth if it cannot defeat them.
When the last swirling and spreading wind dissipated, the surrounding monks moved instantly.
The sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Shen Qingyi had already put away his things, sensing the murderous intent around him.
His figure suddenly jumped up and the sword in his hand was raised.
With murderous intent spreading, several monks from the Holy King Palace came towards him.
It seems that she has a deep connection with the Holy King Palace!
Mou Zizheng stood at the front of the group, and his eyes couldn't help but look Shen Qingyi up and down.
Logically speaking, they had more people and occupied the upper hand, while the other party was alone. Even if their cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage, they were not without the ability to fight, unless it was a heaven-defying cultivator like Shen Qingyi...
But is their luck really that bad?
In fact, the moment he felt the murderous intent from Chen Qingzhou, Mou Zizheng was beginning to have second thoughts.
In the Fallen Angel Realm today, among all the candidates, apart from the powerful ones mentioned above, most of the candidates have complicated feelings.
On the one hand, he hoped that he could meet Shen Qingyi and then release the news of the treasure, or be lucky enough to kill her and get a handsome reward.
On the one hand, they were afraid of meeting Shen Qingyi. They were not among the top-ranked candidate teams. If they met him, they would most likely become the souls killed by his sword!
Mou Zizheng swallowed his saliva. Even though he wanted to give up, the opportunity before him made him reluctant to do so.
However, he still planned to use courtesy before force and test the other party first.
"My fellow Daoist, I am very interested in the sleeping poison. If you are willing, I am willing to exchange it with other things."
Several people surrounded Chen Qingyi invisibly. There were other Saint King Palace monks around them, except for their team. However, except for their team which was a candidate team, the other Saint King Palace monks were all bloodline people.
After Mou Zizheng's speech, in view of the candidate's power in the Holy King Palace, a group of ordinary monks in the Holy King Palace could not help but stop and wait quietly.
Once Shen Qingyi disagrees, or Mou Zizheng achieves his goal, they will take action.
The other cultivators in the Black Wind Mouth couldn't help but frown when they saw the monks from the Holy King Palace surrounding them. But after hearing the purpose of Mou Zizheng's visit, they stopped.
If Mou Zizheng was only after the sleeping poison, that would be fine. There were many monks from the Holy King Palace in the Black Wind Mouth, and their purpose was opportunity. If they could avoid the trouble of the Holy King Palace, that would naturally be the best!
Everyone looked at Shen Qingyi.
Hearing Mou Zizheng's words, Shen Qingyi smiled.
Mou Zizheng looked at the smile on Shen Qingyi's ordinary face, and for some reason, he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
"My intention! Ten thousand swords slash!"
Shen Qingyi didn't waste time talking to them. The moment the sword in his hand flew out, countless sword energies broke through the air.
The wind spiritual power in the body surged instantly.
The wind in the Black Wind Mouth suddenly started moving again.
Dudu's eyes lit up as he watched from a distance.
Mou Zizheng didn't expect that Shen Qingyi would take action without saying a word.
But when he saw the overwhelming sword energy, his eyelids twitched violently.
Rumor has it that Shen Qingyi also has a trick...
Could it be that they really met Shen Qingyi by such a coincidence?
The wind blew violently and rocks flew everywhere.
Shen Qingyi used the sword as a pen and gathered spiritual power in his hands.
When swung, the sword energy was unbridled, and at the same time, runes appeared from the void.
She couldn't use talismans and formations to kill those cultivators in the high Nascent Soul stage and the Great Perfection stage at once, but she could deal with those with lower cultivation than her and strangle them on a large scale!
When Mou Zizheng and his fellow monks saw the runes in the air, their faces all changed.
“Shen Qingyi!”
If we say that Chen Qingyi is most famous in the Yuanying area, apart from his wisdom and tactics, it is his endless variety of combat skills!
Among them, the talisman formation is definitely a highlight. After all, with this thing, Shen Qingyi severely tricked several outstanding Saint King Palace candidate teams!
The murderous aura and sword energy around Chen Qingzhou merged, and the wind he brought up was bone-chillingly cold.
"You guessed it right, but there's no prize!"
The spiritual power in his body exploded, and the moment the suspended ice flame exploded, it killed the surrounding monks together with the sword energy and talismans.
Shen Qingyi didn't care whether they were monks from the Holy King Palace or the Immortal Alliance. She would cut down anyone who showed murderous intent towards her and surrounded her with her sword.
“Puff!”
The moment the sword energy fell, streams of blood splattered.
Mou Zizheng couldn't help but take a few steps back quickly.
Just now! Three Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators were killed by a single sword strike!
What kind of strength is this?! They say that fighting between high-level cultivators is often more difficult to kill. After all, after all, who is the real noob at this point in their cultivation? Without the ability to protect themselves?
It can be seen how terrifying this cultivator who is invincible at the same level is!
Mou Zizheng took a deep breath and sent out his distress signal without hesitation.
But I didn't have much hope in my heart, and even a sense of despair was spreading in my heart.
Even Bi Rong was killed by this man's sword. How could he... be compared to Bi Rong?
Among the candidates, they now all know that if they encounter Shen Qingyi, their hope of escape is very slim, unless their strength is indeed extraordinary!
Because his combat power and means are there, once the opponent makes a killing move... and it is no secret that Shen Qingyi can control the power of space. In the past, those candidates who were hit by Shen Qingyi were unable to send out distress signals because they could control the power of space, right?
"Bang!"
The distress signal exploded in the air, leaving Mou Zizheng and his fellow cultivators dumbfounded.
Was the request for help successful?
Could it be that the person in front of him was a fake Shen Qingyi?
Shen Qingyi only glanced at the distress signal in the air.
His gaze fell on the group of monks again.
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