Chapter 762: Strange
But suddenly there was a movement of the earth, and from the beginning to the present, there have been no less than 30 such movements, large and small. Along with the ground movement, there is also a gradual increase in temperature, and the temperature in the canyon is the most noticeable. Our people even found magma flowing under the crack in the lower part of the canyon! Here, the weather is dry and hot, but you've never heard of a fire under a canyon! ”
"Sensing the unusualness here, our Eastern Imperial Clan rushed here from the original clan land! It's been a bumpy ride, and I didn't expect to encounter these monsters here. Before, these guys had never been seen in the canyon! ”
Hearing the patriarch's words, some of the Eastern Imperial Clansmen hurriedly nodded in agreement.
"Yes! Oh, yes! ”
"Those guys, since our ancestors lived here, seem to have existed. As for their weaknesses...... When we were not powerful, it was most useful to burn them with fire. ”
The Eastern Imperial Family did not deceive Shen Qingyi, after all, they were grateful to Shen Qingyi for saving them.
But the patriarch of the Eastern Imperial Family also didn't say anything.
That is, the fire they use is not spiritual fire, but the reason why they can also harm those monsters is that the flame they use is added to the fuel they consume, and their own blood is added.
This is the core secret of the Eastern Imperial Family! Absolutely must not be leaked! Otherwise, you will be killed!
Every patriarch of the Eastern Imperial Family swore an oath to his ancestors when he took office.
And this is also the crucial reason why their Eastern Imperial Clan can still survive in this area, after many races of creatures have been wiped out by monsters one after another!
"This time, I originally thought that we would definitely die, but I didn't expect to meet the immortals to save us! Thank you immortals! ”
As soon as Shen Qing heard the reason for the matter, he didn't find a point, so he waved his hand.
Eyes fell on the monsters behind the wall of fire again, and still hadn't given up their attacks.
And at the moment when Shen Qing turned around, a child's gaze suddenly fell on the hairpin on her head.
"Grandpa...... The hairpin on the head of the immortal...... Like a holy ...... in the tribe Whining! ”
This candidate zONgCaiW E*NxuE*. COm Zhang. The boy was suddenly covered by the old man.
And a group of Eastern Imperial Clans had already noticed the hairpin on Shen Qing's head.
Shen Qingyi was a monk, so naturally he also heard the voice of the child, which was not too big.
Turn around again.
The hairpin on her head? She had a hairpin and a headband on her head.
Reach out and touch the wooden hairpin that looks plain and unremarkable.
The hand under the robe of the patriarch of the Eastern Imperial Family trembled a little.
Be...... Who?
Shen Qingyi took off the wooden hairpin on his hair under the gaze of a group of Eastern Imperial Families.
The wooden hairpin lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
But it made the breathing of the Eastern Imperial Family become short.
Why did their relics appear on this immortal?!
Is she of the same clan as the Eastern Imperial Family, or did she kill their fellow clan and take this holy artifact?!
All of a sudden, the eyes of the patriarch of the Eastern Imperial Family changed unpredictably.
Excited and scared?
Shen Qingyi's eyes fell on the wooden hairpin again, this is the one given to her by Senior Brother Yue, could it be that she has some relationship with the Eastern Imperial Family?
However, before she could think about it, on the other side of the wall of fire, there was a roar, and a blood-colored tentacle slammed through the wall of fire.
slapped towards Shen Qingyi, and Shen Qingyi's eyes were cold.
The long sword in his hand slammed in front of him, and his right foot was fiercely forced, and the blue-blue flames instantly slammed into the blood-colored tentacle with Shen Qingyi as the center.
"Zila! Zila! ”
Surrounded by strange fire, the movement of the blood-colored tentacles moving forward couldn't help but slam suddenly.
Feeling the tentacles retreat, Shen Qingyi squinted slightly.
Is this with intelligence?
And since the arrival of the blood-colored tentacles, the blood-colored monsters that had been roaring outside the wall of fire seemed to have quieted down.
The blood-colored tentacles wanted to break free from the cyan flame, but unfortunately Shen Qingyi didn't give it this chance.
The water spiritual power in his hand instantly turned into countless thin threads, and a handful of people of the Eastern Imperial Family wrapped around the rear, and a array disk fell in his hand.
They have moved away from the center of the battlefield.
"Stay in the middle of the battle!"
His eyes fell on the giant thing that finally revealed its true face.
The blood-red body, as expected, was similar to the blood-colored monsters that I had seen in the Pankong Realm before, and the only difference was that there was a layer of black-gold mist on the surface of the blood-colored monsters this time.
Shen Qingyi felt that the thing was a little like demonic energy.
"Shen Qingyi, be careful of those things, that's the origin of the demon race!"
Sure enough, the empty disk in the space made a sound in the next second.
The origin of the demon race?
This is not the origin of demonic cultivation!
The blood-colored monster looked at Shen Qingyi, who had done a good thing, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
The roar was mixed with some kind of special sound wave, and it rushed straight towards Shen Qingyi.
"Look for death!"
Shen Qing's eyes were boiling with murderous intent, and the water spiritual power in the dantian was frantically poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains.
"Kilogram slash!"
The water spiritual power exploded, and the huge waves appeared, and in the rolling and roaring waves, countless sword qi were enveloped.
At the moment when Shen Qingyi raised his hand and fell.
"Woohoo!"
In the rumbling slapping sound, there was a sharp sound of sword qi breaking through the air.
At the same time as countless sword qi pierced through the blood-colored monster, the huge waves also fell suddenly.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently.
Although the Eastern Imperial Clan's people in the formation were not affected by the energy of the battle, they also felt the heavens and the earth shaking.
For that immortal, he was even more afraid in his heart.
The words of the ancestors are indeed not wrong! The monks from the outside world are really dangerous!
The blood-colored monster that was crushed by the huge wave had a surge of blood and qi around him, and at this moment, his shallow spiritual intelligence only realized the reaction after realizing that this unusual food at this moment was not as harmless as it seemed on the surface!
However, the tempting aroma of food prevailed over his insignificant intelligence.
"Roar!"
Look at the blood-colored monster that rushed forward again.
Shen Qing jumped forward.
The hands gathered the water spiritual power again, and the rich water spiritual power was summoned, and began to gather towards Shen Qingyi frantically.
A huge whirlpool appeared from behind Shen Qingyi.
Looking at the whirlpool that was like a giant mouth in the abyss, everyone in the Eastern Imperial Clan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Is this the difference between immortals and mortals?!
"The Mouth of the Void!"
Water has the ability to devour everything, so what if the power of space is superimposed?!
"Zilazila!"
The surrounding space suddenly became extremely unstable at this moment, and the tentacles of the blood-colored monster were suddenly pulled by a suction force as it waved over.
The huge body was pulled towards the abyssal jaw, and the blood-colored monster tried to break free.
In that black hole, he felt the crisis!
It's just that if you want to retreat at this moment, it's obviously too late.
The narrow canyon has become Shen Qingyi's domain!
The ubiquitous water spiritual power is the medium of the abyssal mouth.
Controlling the big and making the owl. In the process of struggling, the dust of gravel raised by the ground rushed towards the outside of the canyon with the strong wind.
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