Only by experiencing it yourself can you understand it......

"Let's go!"

This retreat was almost squeezed out of Mu Zizheng's teeth.

Knowing that at this time, Shen Qingyi was very likely to be injured or even seriously injured by the power of Yuan Ying's self-explosion.

They also have the opportunity to take this opportunity to encircle and suppress them, and it is not in vain that they sacrifice so many monks.

But...... That fluke was eventually overcome by reason.

However, the crowd got up in confusion, and before they could retreat, they heard the sound of something rubbing against the ground.

Mu Zizheng and his party subconsciously looked at the place where the sound came from.

Smoke billowed and the fire dappled with light.

The huge sword rubbed against the ground, and in the haze of smoke, everyone saw a person dragging the giant sword and really walking towards them step by step.

After Mu Zizheng saw the person coming clearly, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils violently.

Shen Qingyi!

Although Shen Qingyi's clothes were already stained red with blood, and the giant sword was also stained with blood, he looked embarrassed, but his aura around him did not look half injured.

What's going on?!

Mu Zizheng only felt that his throat was a little dry.

They all did this, how did Shen Qingyi escape from the power center of Yuanying's self-explosion?!

If even self-detonation is useless to him, then he can't think of anything else in their team that can stop him, no! Delay Shen Qingyi!

The smell of blood filled the air.

Shen Qingyi was not only covered with blood on his clothes, but the blood was dripping along his hair, and his fair face was also splashed with red.

In the blood-colored eyes, there was endless coldness.

That kind of cold, as if a ruthless evil ghost crawling out of hell, watched Mu Zizheng from head to toe.

Is such a monk really the pride of heaven in the Daomen?

He still remembered that in Shen Qingyi's message, when he talked about the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism, he didn't like ruthless Taoism.

After entering the immortal cultivation world, his character is weak, kind and bloodless......

Even though she grew up rapidly, how could some things change so much?

Mu Zizheng even had some doubts that Shen Qingyi was taken away by some ruthless monk of the Demon Sect halfway.

Watching Shen Qing approach step by step, the rest of the monks couldn't help but be extremely nervous.

"My lord! You go first! ”

Several Yuanying monks protected Mu Zizheng behind them, wanting to leave the last chance to Mu Zizheng.

However, Mu Zizheng did not leave.

It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but he had a feeling in his heart that at this time, if there were no monks to come to their aid, they might not be able to leave.

Instead, he is separated from the others, and he may die faster!

However, Shen Qingyi's pace of progress seemed to be slow, but for a moment, he was less than a few meters away from them.

Mu Zizheng could even hear the heartbeat of the group beating violently because of nervousness.

"Shen Qingyi! You are killing like this, aren't you afraid that when you break through, the Heavenly Dao will not see you covered in blood and riddled with heavenly calamities?! ”

Mu Zizheng suddenly spoke, his words were a little anxious, but there was a little trill.

He wanted to gamble, but there was something wrong with Shen Qingyi in front of him, especially her eyes, which were blood-red and almost invisible to the whites and pupils.

How is this like the eyes of human cultivation?!

He even felt that Shen Qingyi at this moment was a little like he had gone mad.

Didn't you say that Shen Qingyi used to be a kind person to cultivate? Although he doesn't look down on that kind of kindness and thinks it's stupid, if he can use it, or even save his life, he still thinks it's good!

Of course, if you still can't "wake up" the former Shen Qingyi, it's good to be able to delay for some time.

"Poof!"

The hot liquid was scattered on Mu Zizheng's eyes, making him close his eyes.

"Your Excellency!"

When he opened his eyes again, Mu Zizheng heard the frightened cries of his followers.

Seeing the man's gaze fall behind him in horror, he couldn't help but look back a little stiffly.

However, as his head turned, more and more fluid flowed from his neck.

"Bang!"

Mu Zizheng's body completely dripped to the ground, and his eyes were still staring at Shen Qingyi, who didn't know when he appeared behind him.

Before he died, he still had an unrealistic idea.

How so?

Why did Shen Qingyi listen to him without a pause?

When a group of followers saw Mu Zizheng fall, there was also some chaos for a while.

"Kill! Kill him! ”

"Retreat!"

Suddenly, the team without followers split into two groups.

One group wanted to fight with Shen Qingyi to the end, but one group wanted to escape.

After all, there are no candidates, and all the future glory and wealth have become the collapsed Great Xia.

Without the last shred of hope, survive...... Maybe it's also a good ......

The team that was originally at a disadvantage, and after it could not be united, it was like a plate of loose sand.

The ghost-handed skeletons in the ground tugged and pulled, and the fire burned with a crackling sound.

When Yu Yan led the Yu family disciples to arrive, they saw a mess all over the ground.

Corpses littered, some broken flesh hung from the undestroyed branches and stones, and the ravines left by the battle flowed with a dark red liquid.

A disciple in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was choked by the smell of blood around him, and he bent over and vomited wildly.

It's not that he hasn't participated in battles, even if he was well protected by his family when he was in the Yu family, but in the Yuanying District of cultivation, he is not an innocent immortal cultivator, and after entering the small realm of fallen gods, he has gained a lot of experience by following Yu Yan around.

But I was still disgusted by the tragic appearance in front of me.

Yu Yan just glanced at the scene and the Yu family disciple who was spitting.

The gaze finally landed on a boulder.

The stone had been stained red with blood, and it was still dripping with blood at the moment, and what caught his attention was the upside-down thing on the stone.

It should be said that when you enter here, any monk will be attracted by the boulder and the upside-down flag.

It's a striking thing.

Yu Yan stepped forward and looked at the banner of the Holy King's Hall that had been planted upside down on the stone, and his eyelids jumped.

Arrogant.

This was Yu Yan's first thought.

Such an arrogant act is undoubtedly a naked provocation to the Holy King's Temple.

Even if the Holy King's Hall had nothing to do with her, the original intention of relieving her mind was that it would be angry again because of her slap in the face, right?

This is to make the Holy King's Temple have to do it without making a move!

Although he is relieved, he is not putting himself in an even more dangerous situation?

Act with will.

This is a point where Yu Yan found out that Shen Qingyi was acting, in his eyes, he was not rational enough!

However, although he didn't agree with it, Yu Yan felt a little happy, and even wanted to laugh.

Since the Temple of the Holy Kings has grown, it has become more and more arrogant.

Especially after some soft persimmons of the Immortal League.

Encountering a hard stubble like Shen Qingyi, their arrogant flames suddenly felt like they had hit an iron ice cave.

Yu Yan took one last look at the banner behind the boulder and waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

(End of chapter)