"These two disciples are so embarrassed?"

The disciples in the ring were not only Shen Qingyi, but they were surrounded by water mirrors and water people.

And their attack, falling on the water mirror, directly made those water mirrors become a water man who is very similar to themselves, if the attack is on the water man, the spiritual power is swallowed and absorbed, or the stone into the sea, such as hitting the soft feeling, it is even more powerless.

The more he fought against the water man, the more frightened Shen Qingyi became.

And for the senior behind him, the more he admires it.

In today's immortal cultivation world, there is a rumor that the two spiritual roots of Mizuki are the most chicken, and they are only suitable for auxiliary, and most of the Mizuki spiritual root monks in the immortal cultivation world are tired of auxiliary, which makes monks in attack very rare.

Among them, the Mizuki monks, who have powerful attack power, are even rarer.

The senior who can use the water spiritual power so vividly and powerfully is really powerful!

Thinking of his water spirit root, Shen Qingyi couldn't help but be eager in his heart.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the water mirror on his left side was hit by something, and Shen Qingyi couldn't help but feel nervous.

Beware of the water man who suddenly appears in the water mirror on the left.

The water mirror on the left side shattered as expected, and fell to the ground to turn into a water man.

It's just that this water man is not similar to Shen Qingyi, but a burly and tall male cultivator.

This made Shen Qingyi stunned.

And she was not the only one who was stunned, but also the male cultivator who smashed the mirror.

Looking at the two water men who suddenly appeared, plus his original four, the water people he was about to face suddenly became six.

The male cultivator's heart was painful, and his face was as if he had a mask of pain.

Especially the two water figures that Shen Qingyi's water mirror turned into still look like giants.

The two water men turned sharply and stepped towards the male cultivator.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The men's monn howled so that the monks around him who saw this scene couldn't help but mourn in silence.

The male cultivator, who was kicked out by several water men, fell to the ground in the square.

Looking at the burly male cultivator with a blue nose and swollen face, a monk couldn't help but ask.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The male cultivator rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

And the moment the male cultivator fell out of the ring, on the high platform, the water man he looked like suddenly distorted.

Just when everyone thought that the water people were about to dissipate, the six water men who looked like male cultivators turned into Shen Qingyi's appearance.

"Suck!"

The sound of gasping for air underneath, even if it was far away, Shen Qingyi heard it.

Seeing the eight water men attacking him at the same time, Shen Qingyi's pupils shrank suddenly.

After what happened just now, she also understood that in addition to trying to find a way to defeat these water people, she also had to prevent others from breaking her own water mirror.

The participating disciples who saw this scene around couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Shen Qingyi and wanted to stay away, after all, no one wanted to break Shen Qingyi's last mirror now.

It's just that their positions are randomly distributed, but the mirrors are fixed, and they can't move the water mirrors.

Some monks tried to move, but when they stayed in front of someone else's water mirror, they found that the figure in the water mirror was not themselves, which made some monks who wanted to change positions look ugly.

Especially the monk who stood beside Shen Qingyi.

And in the ring, not only the situation on Shen Qingyi's side is worrying, but other places are also full of situations.

Shen Qingyi's figure shuttled quickly among several water men.