The 100,000-life cultivator fled in a panic. The scene was extremely spectacular. As time went by, the huge team began to collapse. Some of them saw that they had no hope of escaping, so they had to roar and fight for a while, defeat some phantoms before they could barely escape.

But most of the ones entangled by the phantom were swallowed up.

"Where did this come from such a terrifying monster? I didn't provoke these things earlier. Why are they so violent?!"

"I didn't mess with you when I just came in, but don't forget that the three old monsters in the Yanmo Realm and the four kings of the Liguo Realm, I am afraid that I will enter here early and will never be unfair to these phantoms..."

As soon as these words were spoken, countless people looked ugly and extremely blue, and they felt even more aggrieved.

Shen Qing was mixed in the team and looked around. Except for the crescent moon in front of him, all other directions were filled with overwhelming shadows, and piled up in endless numbers, thundering mountains and thundering, and resentment surged.

"I originally thought these things were created by countless years of blood sacrifices in the Liguo territory, but now it seems that they are not..."

Shen Qing looked ugly. After killing Huo Lao, he regained his freedom and grabbed Master Siyi's compass in his palm. After several tests, he found that the complex changes in the compass could avoid misfortune. As long as he followed the compass' guidance, he would always encounter fewer attacks. In addition, the compass rotated spontaneously. Every time he changed, many life texts on it kept squirming, blooming with different brightness, which was extremely mysterious.

Shen Qing held the compass all the way, covering it with his wide sleeves, but he did not believe it all. If the compass changes, he will inevitably evaluate it repeatedly to confirm that the direction pointed out by the compass is relatively credible, and then he will act.

call!

At this time, another group of phantoms broke through the strangle of a large number of life cultivators and rushed in. Dozens of phantoms came straight to Shen Qing and were about to kill him with a roar.

Shen Qing snorted coldly, and a large number of natal treasures were flying around her body. After flashing several times, her numerology had already slaughtered these ghosts on the spot. After entering the third talent realm, his numerology had soared to an exaggerated level. He had already blessed with the pendant, and the speed of absorbing the world was comparable to that of the peerless monster of the fourth-class destiny. The numerology he practiced was already extremely high. In addition, with the blessing of the perfect Taoist foundation, the great improvement of the realm brought by the combination of each other has long pushed Shen Qing's combat power to a terrible level.

Even at this moment, Shen Qing had all his skills. Although he was still in the realm of talent, he was sure to compete with the talent and fate cultivation, not to mention talent and fate cultivation.

Every time he uses a large number of natal treasures, Shen Qing only needs to burst a large number of numerology to cover up strange things.

But then more phantoms rushed over.

Shen Qing frowned. At first, he could easily resist it, but gradually he felt the more he faced, so he felt the pressure that he even used the life fire. He burned wildly regardless of the cost, and the offense and defense were integrated. Every breath, a large number of phantoms were burned by the life fire.

Just beside Shen Qing, shrill screams came. A team of many missionary cultivators had been surrounded. The old man in the Sancai Realm who was roaring and fighting on the outside clearly showed despair on his face.

"Alas, this Yingshui area has just been upgraded to the second-level domain, and most of the sects have participated in the second-level extraterritorial battlefield. Those who can be sent to the fourth-level battlefield to follow the Yanmo Realm to fight were also cannon fodder sent out after a series of intrigues. It is a pity for the Qingshuang Sect. It is said that there is a genius in the team who was trained as the next sect leader. Unexpectedly, they did not die on the fourth-level battlefield and died here..."

Some of the slightly familiar fate cultivators who were approaching looked away quickly, with a complicated expression, but most of them were fleeing and looked back at the Qingshuang Sect fate cultivator who was gradually being swallowed, with a clear expression of gratitude on their faces.

Fortunately, this group of people attracted a lot of phantoms' attention and gave them a chance to escape.

As for lending a helping hand... it is not a domain, not a sect, not an alliance, no one will risk his life to help.

The old cultivator looked at the Qingshuang Sect leader at the peak of the Three Talent Realm and roared repeatedly, but the battle became weaker and weaker. He sighed and said, "The Qingshuang Sect is over." He sighed while running faster. Some phantoms had surrounded and killed the people close to the Qingshuang Sect.

At this moment, among the people who were gradually surrounding and swallowing, several lucky escapes with high cultivation level, and there is still a figure left, and suddenly explodes.

call!

Forty or fifty natal treasures suddenly came out, Shen Qing turned into a sharp sword, took action, and suddenly defeated the phantom in front of him and barely opened up a path. There was a strange look in his eyes at the same time. At the moment more phantoms were attracted, he finally used one of his trump cards.

In the eye sockets, strange light gathers, and when they intertwin each other, a mark emitting light is produced.

River Seal!

This is the second time since the killing of Lin Dingchou, Shen Qing used this seal and forced it with the cultivation level of the Three Talent Realm. Although it was still very reluctant, it was at least hastily enough to make a mark.

After a bang, after the mark flew out, the phantoms that had originally flocked to it seemed to have encountered natural enemies, as if they were naturally flawed with this secret method that pointed directly at the mind. They turned into countless ashes on the spot and collapsed on the spot.

When this strike happened, a few nearby life cultivators immediately changed their faces when they saw this scene, and their eyes lit up, as if they had seen hope for life.

Shen Qing was also shocked, but his face was silent, looking unfathomable, as if the result of this attack had been expected.

"I am the leader of Qingshuang Sect, thank you for your help." The old man, who was covered in scars and withered and decaying on his body, immediately bowed to Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qing was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "In the early years, I had an old friend from the Qingshuang Sect in Yingshui, so I took action. Unfortunately, I only have the power of this attack and I can't help it. If I go later, no one will be able to escape."

After saying this quickly, Shen Qing raised his foot and was about to leave quickly, but the Master of Qingshuang Sect's face changed. Seeing that the young man with a panic in his sect was completely injured, he hesitated for a moment.

"Master, I don't want to die!" The young man was smart and screamed immediately.

The old man sighed and pushed the young man towards Shen Qing. At the same time, he took off the storage bag on his waist and threw it at Shen Qing. He had already turned around and blocked countless phantoms and attracted them all.

"My life was saved by this son's father a few years ago, and I will return it today! This Taoist brother, no matter who you are, I will hand over this son to you, without asking for anything else, just asking you to try your best to hold this son's life. This storage bag is my reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was swallowed by countless phantoms and let out a last scream.

Shen Qing used the storage bag and pinched the young man who seemed to be scared, but in fact there was a surprise in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, revealing a hint of obscure sneer.

I don’t know why he sneered.

He grabbed the young man and flew rapidly, at an astonishing speed, looking down.

"Thank you, senior!" The young man spoke repeatedly, with joy on his face as he survived the disaster.

"You thanked too early!"
Chapter completed!