Qingyun was suddenly sucked into the formation, and suddenly felt dizzy! He bit the tip of his tongue, and finally woke up. Looking at the white lights that kept passing in front of him, he realized that there was a sharp pain all over his body. It turned out that these white lights were
Tufts and strands will cut into the body if not careful, leaving patches of blood.
"Ah" a scream suddenly sounded next to Qingyun. He turned around and saw that it was a Nascent Soul monk who was also sucked into the formation and was cut on his body by several rays of white light that swept across at the same time. Suddenly, there were several horrific wounds.
The blood was flowing, and even bones could be seen in some wounds! Qingyun couldn't help but take a breath, it turned out that the power of these white lights was so strong!
And because I have a psychic armor on my body and my body is strong, these white lights only bring blood flowers when cutting on my body. The world in front of me seems to have no edge at all, with white lights dancing everywhere, like wind blades.
It would rush towards him at any time. Qingyun had to concentrate at all times and dodge at any time!
"Isn't this formation broken? How could it be like this?" Qingyun was puzzled, but as he knew a little bit about the formation, he could still guess that the formation must not have been completely broken. Now being sucked into this dangerous place filled with white light,
His first thought was how to get out of here.
Qingyun moved forward slowly, carefully looking at the situation here while looking for a way out. Soon, Qingyun had been walking for seven hours, but still could not find any way out. However, he met several Nascent Souls who were also sucked in on the road.
Among the first-term monks, one of them actually died. This made Qingyun have to be more careful.
After walking for about ten more hours, Qingyun suddenly stopped, his eyes widened with an incredible expression! It turned out that he was back to the original position. Several Nascent Soul Stage monks around him noticed Qingyun's expression,
They walked over together and said helplessly: "Fellow Taoist, it seems there is no way out here. No matter which direction you go, you will end up back here."
Just as he said this, a ray of white light suddenly flew over and cut directly on the body of a monk who was in a daze. A scream of "Ah" rang out, and one of the monk's arms was cut off, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
All the monks were stunned.
Qingyun frowned, thought about it carefully, and suddenly said solemnly: "The power of the white light here will double every twelve hours! If this continues, death will definitely be waiting for us."
"And the spiritual power and Yuanli seeds cannot be used here. It seems that we are doomed!" The monks next to him also said with a sad face. After hearing this, Qingyun was shocked, and then he understood. This kind of
The situation seemed to be the same as when he first entered the Savage Temple! Chu Ying's spiritual power was initially suppressed but she could use her spiritual power normally!
Looking at the monks with frightened expressions on their faces, Qingyun's expression did not change at all! In the eyes of those monks, this place is completely a prison where people are waiting to die! Moreover, the white light here will speed up from time to time, making people
You have to concentrate your energy and pay attention all the time. It's okay for a short time, but after a long time, which of these monks who only have the Nascent Soul stage can bear it?
Everyone spent another twelve hours in helplessness and tension, and the power of these white lights in the sky increased again! And the increase was not doubled, but twice! The number of these white lights also continued to increase.
Qingyun didn't want to sit still and wait for death, and was about to explore a way out again, but suddenly several screams came from around him.
I saw that several monks in the early stage of Yuanying had their heads cut off instantly by the white light! Before those heads, whose eyes were full of unwillingness, landed, red Yuanying flew out from them with fear on their faces.
What to do, he was crushed to pieces by the white light in just a moment! Qingyun was shocked in his heart, several white lights had quickly cut into his body! After a few "puffs", half red and half black blood flew out
It spilled out and instantly dyed his white robe red.
"The speed of these white lights is so fast that there is no time for people to defend themselves! Moreover, this place is too weird. Although my spiritual power can be used, it cannot withstand the consumption. And the Yuanli seeds cannot be sensed at all!" Looking around him
The monks kept dying one by one. Qingyun also felt bitter in his heart. His cultivation was still too weak!
Time is ruthless, and dozens of hours have passed quickly, and there are only three monks left around Qingyun. These three people are all in the later stage of Nascent Soul and are about to enter the Great Perfection. Although they are not dead, they are covered in flesh and blood.
Blurred and embarrassed. At this time, the three of them looked at Qingyun, who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul but was obviously very lightly injured, and couldn't help but be surprised.
The three of them quickly guessed that this kid must have a life-saving magic weapon, and that his grade was not low. They looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes. The three of them couldn't help but look at Qingyun slowly at the same time.
As they approached, Qingyun couldn't help but be startled when he saw the expressions on the three people's faces. He instantly guessed what these three people wanted to do!
Qingyun smiled strangely! Yes, he laughed. These three people were greedy and wanted to steal his defensive magic weapon, which would only lead to their lives being lost faster! Just as Qingyun smiled strangely, the three of them had already viciously
Pounced on, although spiritual power and Yuanli seeds could not be used, the monks in the late Yuan Ying stage were still very fierce in attacking with only physical strength!
The three of them took it for granted that Qingyun, like them, was unable to use spiritual power and Yuanli seeds. When they saw the strange smile on Qingyun's face, the three of them were stunned at the same time, as if they had a bad premonition. However, the arrow had already been drawn.
,cannot be taken back!
Qingyun mobilized his spiritual energy to fill the front of his body, and remained motionless, calmly waiting for the three people's iron fists to arrive! With three "bang bang bang" sounds, the three people's fists roared and hit Qingyun's chest.
Above. Before the three fists could leave the body, Qingyun suddenly released his spiritual power. There was only a muffled "click" sound, and all the hand bones of the three late Nascent Soul monks were broken at the same time!
"How is it possible? How can you use spiritual power?" The three of them felt the spiritual power coming from Qingyun, and they couldn't help but feel shocked at the same time, their faces full of confusion and fear!
Qingyun sneered and did not explain. Since he wanted to kill someone and seize the treasure, there was nothing to say. Taking advantage of the three people's stunned moment, Qingyun quickly took out a hatchet and chopped on one of them with a strange step.
On the neck! Without pausing, he swung the knife again, and with two "puff" sounds, the necks of the other two people were cut off instantly!
Before the three Yuanyings could escape, they were caught in Qingyun's hands, and then they quickly erased the consciousness of these three Yuanyings and threw them into the storage ring! Today's Qingyun's soul power is comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of Lingxu, so
It is easy to erase the consciousness of these three people. After doing all this, Qingyun looked heavy, looking at the white light flying in front of his eyes, he really had a headache!
Qingyun was thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him, but suddenly he heard a cooing voice: "Humph, there is someone who is lucky. It's really beyond my expectation." This voice sounded cold and ruthless.
, but even though the ice was cold, it still couldn't hide the sweet oriole-like sound! Qingyun immediately looked around, but saw nothing except the white light in the sky.
"Don't look, you can't see me. I'm really curious, you can still use spiritual power here. It seems that there are many young talents in the Purple Star Empire. It's a pity, it's a pity, you are the one in the Purple Star Empire
If you are a monk, you are destined to die." The pleasant and cold voice sounded again. After hearing these words, Qingyun suddenly felt something in his heart and immediately shouted: "Fairy, please show up and see me, I am not
A member of the Purple Star Empire!"
"Hmph, it's shameful. In order to survive, you abandoned your own country. It's so shameful." The voice became colder and colder, and in the end it was completely disdainful.
Qingyun couldn't help but smile helplessly. Is it shameful to tell the truth?
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