Shen Qingyi quickly picked up the belongings on Fengze's body, poured a few pills to restore his spiritual power into his mouth, and then looked at the formation.
The Cloud Spirit Pearl given by the White-Scaled Cloud Fish is indeed very powerful!
Combined with the intention of Zhusheng, the result was beyond her expectations!
However, the spiritual power consumed is more than twice that of ordinary Wu Yi! This made Shen Qingyi, who was using it for the first time, look a little pale.
After taking the pill and taking a big gulp of spiritual wine, her complexion began to improve a little.
When the people in the formation heard the noise outside suddenly stop, their hearts couldn't help but beat faster.
Is this the end? Who wins?
"call!"
The wind blew, and a faint smell of blood entered the formation.
One of the high-level Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't help but shout.
"careful!"
The sense of crisis in his heart made him subconsciously avoid it.
“Puff!”
The monk who dodged a little slowly watched a blood-stained sword attack his heart and instantly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
The distance was too short, and Chen Qingyi was moving too fast, so it was no longer realistic to use weapons and spiritual power to resist again.
The monk could only put his hands together and hold the sword tightly against his rapidly moving forward.
Blood flowed down the sword and onto the palm of his hand, and pain spread from the palm of his hand.
The high-level cultivator used all his strength and finally made the sword stop a few centimeters away from his heart. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the high-level cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage who had dodged not far away, now looking at him with horror.
The monk holding the sword reacted suddenly.
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