Wen Qing frowned at the moment and looked around cautiously.

In the cavern as thick as ink, he couldn't see anything at all.

If he hadn't used his Thousand Absolute Fingers just now, and if he had accumulated a moment of vitality, maybe he would have been able to recover some of his strength and help him see his surroundings.

After all, he didn't see anything at the moment, just like a blind man.

"This cunning fellow. ”

As time passed little by little, the more there was no sound of Qin Yi around, the more nervous Wen Qing became.

His heart was pounding like a war drum, and even his eardrums were trembling.

Suddenly, the wind started again.

Wen Qing's brows furrowed slightly, and he clearly felt that a figure was rapidly approaching him.

"What's it this time, isn't it him?"

Wen Qing was apprehensive and hesitant, but he made a decision immediately.

He must not make a mistake now, and any mistake may lead to his own death, and this kind of result is impossible for anyone to accept.

Judging the direction of the airflow, Wen Qing's eyes suddenly froze: "Thousand Absolute Fingers!"

One finger tore through the sky, facing the other party, the momentum of the mountains and seas, mighty, in an instant, the surrounding space was blocked.

Immediately, Wen Qing felt that a figure was blocked in midair.

"This person must be him!" Wen Qing secretly prayed in his heart, pointed over, bang, and at the same time as the explosion sounded, the bubble of hope in Wen Qing's heart seemed to explode in an instant.

"Not that guy!"

Wen Qing's heart sank suddenly.

Almost at the same moment, another strong wind struck, aiming directly at the back of his heart.

"This time it has to be you!"

Wen Qing shouted, his arm was like a whip, and he threw it backwards: "Thousand Absolute Fingers!"

Bang!

With a loud bang, the puppet controlled by Qin Yi was suddenly knocked out.

However, this time, this puppet was not torn apart like the previous two, but was beaten back more than ten zhang, and cracks appeared on the surface, but it did not affect the specific action.

This also shows that Wen Qing's strength has been consumed too much because of the previous two moves.

Looking at Wen Qing, as Qin Yi expected, Wen Qing's face was full of tiredness at the moment, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and when his body struggled to stand up, he kept shaking, as if he was going to fall down at any time.

"I guess it's just the last point. Qin Yi sneered and decided to press the last straw to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's sweat continued to flow down at the moment, and he only felt that the bones in his whole body were sore, and his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"What was it that I just shattered...... Where did this guy come from so many means......" Wen Qing bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the stinging pain came, making his whole body feel a little more energetic.

In the void, there were two soft noises at this time.

Although the voice was very soft, Wen Qing still judged at once that there were two things coming towards him now.

"Two ...... How can there be two ......?"

At this time, suddenly, Wen Qing felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows, and in an instant, he felt like his head was about to be torn apart and his brain was violently stirred.

"Divine Thoughts! Spiritual Power!"

Although there were bursts of blackness in front of him, and the severe pain made Wen Qing want to smash his head, but after all, he was a cultivator of the Holy Spirit Realm, and his vision was not comparable to ordinary people, and he instantly judged what attack he was receiving now.

"It's a divine attack! This guy! I still underestimate him!"

Just when Wen Qing was frightened and angry, two strong winds suddenly accelerated, and they arrived in front of him in an instant.

"Thousand Fingers!"

In a hurry, Wen Qing pointed forward.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and a puppet was knocked upside down and flew out, but quickly stabilized its shape.

At the same time, the palm of another puppet, like a knife blade, cut into Wen Qing's back at once, snorted, and tore hard, immediately on Wen Qing's back, a deep bone, a foot long wound.

"Ahh

The sharp pain of the wound and the sharp pain in his brain made Wen Qing almost fall into hysterical madness, and suddenly, he reflexively grabbed the puppet's neck, and a huge force poured out from his arm, about to break the puppet's neck.

Qin Yi's eyes froze, his divine thoughts were like spears, and he stabbed at Wen Qing again.

He didn't plan to let Wen Qing destroy a puppet and let Wen Qing have a chance to breathe.

"Ahh

Wen Qing felt as if there was a high-speed drill in his head, and he raised his head and screamed again, spurting blood fountains from his nostrils and mouth.

It was unimaginable that a cultivator of the Divine Realm would be forced to such a realm by the Heavenly God Realm, but now this is what happened.

"I ...... Ahh

"You're going to die!"

"You're dead!"

"You're done this time!"

Qin Yi constantly slammed Wen Qing with his divine thoughts, and at the same time conveyed anger and despair to him.

With the strength of Qin Yi's current divine thoughts and the weakening of Wen Qing's divine thoughts, Qin Yi could completely defeat Wen Qing in just a few strokes.

But Qin Yi didn't do this, he was in control, and every time he could make Wen Qing feel great pain, but he wouldn't faint.

The purpose of this is to force Wen Qing to summon Wanhua Treasure Palace!

As a magic weapon at the bottom of Wen Qing's box, he must have used it when he felt that his life was about to be lost.

Qin Yi now wants to make Wen Qing feel hopeless.

In fact, Wen Qing is also in a desperate situation at the moment.

He was already seriously injured in order to force out the ignorant karmic fire in his body, but now his whole body is full of wounds, his muscles have been turned over, blood is gushing out as if he doesn't need capital, and his divine thoughts are constantly being destroyed by Qin Yi.

At this moment, a thought, like a mad demon, continued to expand, shout, and roar in Wen Qing's body.

"I'm going to be killed! I'm going to be killed! I'm going to be killed by a small miscellaneous fish! I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! He's taking advantage of the fire to rob, I'm just unlucky! I can't just die! That's right, by the way, I still have a killer weapon, I still have Wanhua Treasure Palace, I still have Wanhua Treasure Palace!"

Qin Yi stared at Wen Qing at the moment, watching the other party hold his head like a madman and roar in pain, muttering to himself, and suddenly, Qin Yi felt that the momentum coming from Wen Qing's body changed all of a sudden, and a majestic force, like the rising sun, was about to erupt.