Chapter 175 Lian Qing and the Dead City
The soul power captured all living things in the entire Xiaohe City with ease, including lotus leaves and flying birds, and was accurately sensed by Luo Xuanyi.
However, Lian Qing was not found.
Lian Qing appeared in Luo Xuanyi's soul power for only a moment, almost like an illusion. Luo Xuanyi felt that he was about to catch her, but Lian Qing disappeared in that instant.
Hidden formation? Luo Xuanyi marveled at Lian Qing's quick reaction to the formation, and also realized that for a formation cultivator like Lian Qing, he would probably be unwilling to reveal his position.
This is also a point to learn, Luo Xuanyi silently took note of it.
Outside the walls of Xiaohe City, Lian Qing felt a chill all over his body. When he came to his senses, he had already changed his formation and retreated from the city.
It was not a concealing formation, but it just relied on the changing formation of the water spirit formation to blur the perception of a small section of soul power.
At the moment when Luo Xuanyi's consciousness captured Lian Qing, the premonition of death forced Lian Qing's body to make an extreme reaction ahead of his brain.
Will die.
Lian Qing's fingers twitched slightly, unable to stop for the moment. She could feel her formation flag partially broken by the sudden change, teetering on the brink of collapse in the clouds.
She had to sound the alarm inside the door. Luo Xuanyi was not an enemy that a minor cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage like her could kill.
It is necessary for General Fu Wenta to notify the Jindan stage cultivators to come, and before that she will just delay the time.
Just as she was about to take out the talisman, a sudden change in the formation forced her to stop.
She looked towards the city in disbelief, and across the city wall, she suddenly hesitated.
Luo Xuanyi did not go to great lengths to sense Lian Qing's actions. When she discovered the relationship between Lian Qing and Lian Yan, she had already thought of what to do.
With a twist of his finger, Luo Xuanyi changed the direction of the main flag and struck towards the west of the city without hesitation across the lake and the street.
The first to crumble were the bridges and buildings of Dangyun Lake. Dozens of three- and four-story bridges, like sand castles knocked over by children, sliced and slammed into the lake. Suddenly, the entire surface of the lake widened.
Then came the weeping willows. The poison from the main banner soaked in the dead air, sending pus-filled pustule creeping from the tips of its leaves to its roots. The entire willow tree turned a deep yellow, collapsing toward the unsuspecting street.
"boom!"
The frenzied deathly energy directly blew off the eaves of the street roofs, revealing several people hiding inside who dared not speak.
They opened their eyes wide and looked up at what suddenly came into their sight, as if they were about to shout, but they were frozen in place.
Densely packed pustules covered their skin, occupying everything around them. Their terrified eyeballs burst open, revealing the infinitely increasing thick yellow hemisphere inside.
As death approached, these people slowly collapsed to the ground, pus flowing from their facial features and pouring onto the ground, leaving only an empty skin that no longer resembled a human.
Luo Xuanyi stood at Dangyun Lake, gazing at the scene she had created. As the deathly aura ravaged the streets and threatened to burst into the city's western residential areas, she smiled in anticipation.
"Break it for me!"
A figure flashed at the forefront of the wave of death, her moon-white robe billowing back dramatically, like a lotus flower tossed in a rainstorm.
But the reality is not such a beautiful illusion.
Pain. Lian Qing's brain was so overwhelmed by the pain and screams that she could barely think. She could see everything that had come into contact with the dead energy rotting: her storage bag, her clothes, even her fingers.
In any case, only when one is truly facing the tide can one feel its irresistible power.
Can't stop it.
If you don't escape now, you will definitely die.
Lian Qing thought she glanced back at the West District, but it was just an illusion. She had already imprinted everything about Xiaohe City in her mind, including the familiar streets, the bustling and warm West District, and the people who lived there.
It would be nice if I could delay it for a while.
Lian Qing mobilized almost all of her spiritual power and struck out, the formation was imposed on her body, and her punch made a sonic boom in the air!
The unwavering deathly aura mercilessly devoured this spiritual power. Despair spread across Lian Qing's eyes.
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
The fake stars in the sky fell from the clouds one by one, turned into battle flags and shattered in the air.
Lian Qing could feel blood gushing out of her internal organs, but she no longer had the spiritual power to change the formation.
As if carrying the entire Dangyun Lake on his shoulders, Lian Qing was pressed into the mud step by step, his bones shattered inch by inch, making a crackling sound that made his teeth ache.
But even at this moment, she did not kneel down.
The last three formation flags fell one after another. Luo Xuanyi's gaze followed the main flag, which had not yet been completely shattered. She tried to expel some of the deadly energy and directly pierced the main flag.
Sure enough, if it were not in the fake star state, it would be easy to smash the formation flag.
As the main flag was shattered, Lian Qing could no longer resist.
"cough!"
The internal organs, which were already covered with pus, were vomited out along with the minced meat. Lian Qing lowered his head and was torn into pieces by the death energy. The body parts broke through the west district of the city with the wave of death energy and then fell.
Lian Qing died, and Xiaohe City became a deserted city in an instant.
Thank you to book friend 20210619175316198 for your advice on my battle descriptions. I really appreciate it! It's made me think about how to write it these days, as there are several battles coming up.
Today's final battle with Lian Qing also used a lot of side and psychological elements, which dragged down the rhythm. To be honest, I don't really know how to write a sense of power. This book is also the only one I have conceived with fighting scenes. I tortured myself like this for the first book, hah
If there are any novels that describe battles well, please recommend them to me. If they are about formation cultivation, that would be even better.
(While writing, I found that I am still better at writing setting texts hh
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