But that feeling just now......

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but twist his fingers slightly.

She's not a fluff controller, but she also feels pretty good.

For the active approach of the soul beast in the back just now, except for Shen Qingyi, none of the surrounding monks noticed it.

Their attention was not only on Shen Qingyi, but also on the wind at the mouth of the black wind.

All the cultivators were waiting for when the wind at the mouth of the black wind would stop.

At that time, once the wind at the mouth of the black wind no longer spins, it is destined that some monks will not be able to bear it.

Shen Qingyi has gained too many things alone!

This has already made many monks blush.

If all the cultivators had gained something to some extent, they might have felt better in their hearts, but they didn't! No wonder they are!

Of course, if they do, they don't necessarily stop.

And all this, the ferry that issued the opportunity is not clear.

It just thought about exchanging good things with Shen Qingyi, but it didn't think about what the other monks thought.

As far as it is concerned, the other monks around it have nothing to do with it.

If they tried to harm it, it could hide in the mouth of the black wind.

When the last whirling wind dissipated, the surrounding monks instantly moved.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and Shen Qingyi had already put away his things and sensed the killing intent around him.

The figure instantly exploded, and the sword in his hand was also raised.

The killing intent spread out, and several Saint King Hall monks were facing it.

It seems that she is really close to the Holy King's Palace!

Mu Zizheng's figure stood in front of several people, and his eyes couldn't help but look Shen Qingyi up and down.

It stands to reason that there are many people on their side and occupy the top, while the other party is alone, even if the cultivation is the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, they are not without the power to fight, unless it is the kind of anti-heaven cultivator, like Shen Qingyi......

But is their luck really that bad?

In fact, the moment he felt Shen Qing's murderous intent, Mu Zizheng was a little retreating in his heart.

In today's small world of fallen gods, all the candidates, except for the powerful candidates in front of them, more candidates are complicated in their hearts.

On the one hand, he hopes that he can meet Shen Qingyi, and then release the treasure news, or kill her with good luck and get a lot of rewards.

On the one hand, they are afraid of meeting Shen Qingyi, they are not those top-ranked candidate teams, if they meet him, they are likely to become the soul of their sword!

Mu Zizheng swallowed his saliva, even though he had the intention of retreating, but the opportunity in front of him made him not want to retreat.

It's just that he still plans to salute first and then soldier, and probe the other party first.

"This fellow Daoist, I am very interested in the sleeping poison, if the fellow Daoist is willing, I am willing to exchange other things with the fellow Daoist."

Several people surrounded Shen Qingyi invisibly, and the surrounding Holy King Hall monks, except for their team, there were others, but except for their team of candidates, the other Holy King Hall monks were all bloodline.

After Mu Zizheng spoke, in view of the candidates' rights in the Holy King's Palace, all the ordinary monks of the Holy King's Hall couldn't help but stop and wait quietly.

Once Shen Qingyi disagrees, or Mu Zizheng achieves his goal, they will act.

And the other monks at the mouth of the black wind, looking at the monks of the Holy King Hall who surrounded them, couldn't help frowning slightly, but after hearing Mu Zizheng's intention, the cultivators also stopped.

If Mu Zizheng is only for sleeping poison, then it is better to say that there are many monks of the Holy King Hall at the mouth of the Black Wind, and their purpose is chance, if they can avoid the trouble of the Holy King Palace, it is naturally the best!

Everyone looked at Shen Qingyi.

Hearing Mu Zizheng's words, Shen Qing smiled.

Mu Zizheng looked at the smile on Shen Qingyi's ordinary face, and for some reason, he felt a coldness rushing from the soles of his feet to his head.

"My meaning! Ten Thousand Swords! ”

Shen Qingyi didn't talk nonsense with them, and the moment the sword in his hand flew out, countless sword qi broke through the air.

The wind spiritual power in the body surged instantly.

The wind at the mouth of the Black Wind instantly moved again.

Wataru, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but light up his eyes.

Mu Zizheng didn't expect that Shen Qing would do it without saying a word.

It's just that when he saw the overwhelming sword qi, his eyelids jumped fiercely.

It is rumored that Shen Qingyi also has a trick......

They wouldn't have really met Shen Qingyi by such a coincidence, right?

The wind blows, and the rocks fly.

Shen Qingyi used the sword as the pen as the instrument, and the spiritual power in his hand gathered.

When it was wielded, the sword qi was wanton, and at the same time, runes appeared from the void.

She couldn't use the talisman formation to kill those monks of the Yuan Infant High Stage and the Great Perfection at once, but it was okay to deal with some cultivators who were lower than her and strangled them in a large area!

And when Mu Zizheng and the other monks saw the runes in the air, their faces changed in unison.

"Shen Qingyi!"

To say that Shen Qingyi is most famous in the Yuanying District, in addition to his resourceful methods, the big low is his endless variety of combat skills!

Among them, the talisman formation is definitely a highlight, after all, with this thing, Shen Qingyi has ruthlessly pitted several outstanding candidates for the Holy King Palace!

Shen Qing's murderous aura and sword aura fused with his body, and the wind he brought up was cold and biting.

"You guessed it, but there is no prize!"

The spiritual power around his body exploded, and the moment the Hanging Ice Flame burst open, he killed the surrounding monks together with the sword qi talisman.

Shen Qingyi didn't care whether the monks of the Holy King Hall or the monks of the Immortal Alliance, but whenever she had just shown her murderous intent and surrounded her, she would slash them with one sword.

"Poof!"

The moment the sword qi fell, blood splattered out.

Mu Zizheng couldn't help but take a few steps back quickly.

Just now! The three early Yuan Infant monks were sealed by a sword!

What kind of strength is this?! It is said that when high-level monks fight, it is often more difficult to take their lives, after all, everyone has cultivated so far, who is a real rookie? Don't have the power to protect yourself?

It can be seen how terrifying this kind of invincible monk of the same rank is!

Mu Zizheng took a deep breath and released his distress signal without hesitation.

It's just that there is not much hope in my heart, and there is even a despair spreading in my heart.

Even Bi Rong was buried by this man's sword, and he ...... How can it be compared to Bi Rong?

Among the candidates, they all know now that if they meet Shen Qingyi, the hope of escape is very slim, unless the strength is really outstanding!

Because its combat power means are placed there, once the other party kills the ...... And it's no secret that Shen Qingyi can control the power of space, and those candidates who were knocked out by Shen Qingyi in the past couldn't send a distress signal because they could control the power of space?

"Bang!"

The distress signal exploded in the air, making Mu Zizheng and the other monks a little dumbfounded.

Successful call for help?

Could it be that there is a fake Shen Qingyi in front of him?

Shen Qingyi's eyes only glanced lightly at the distress signal in the air.

Once again, his gaze fell on the monks.

(End of chapter)