There is no doubt that in the brief violent state, Feng Qingkuang will definitely make a quick decision. Judging from the current situation, the three of them will definitely not be able to survive for a moment.
Feng Qing, Feng Ming, and Feng Yue have already used all the power in their bodies. Now, the only thing they can do is to concentrate all their power and merge into one!
The leader, Feng Qing, shouted loudly: Spiritual Qi inner elixir!
The three evil spirit kings have gathered together. In an instant, three dazzling spirit king-level virtual pills slowly emerged from the bodies of the three people. Immediately after, a purple-black domineering elemental power surged under the spirit king's power.
Inspired by it, it is ready to come out.
For Qing Kuang, ice spiritual energy is a completely unfamiliar field. The spiritual power cultivated by these four evil spirit kings was exactly when the spiritual power was just rising in Fengyun Continent.
It is difficult for people to spy.[
On the side, Feng Batian, who was seriously injured, was horrified when he saw Feng Qing unite with two junior brothers and sacrifice his inner elixir together! For a cultivator, once the inner elixir is sacrificed, the physical body is already weak.
Extremely, vulnerable to a single blow, this is tantamount to destroying both the jade and the stone!
The evil of the Four Spiritual Kings is evident from this!
Feng Batian knew that although Qingkuang was very powerful, she was still just a ten-year-old girl. Even he himself had never experienced such a huge battle, let alone a mere junior of the Feng family. Now he was afraid that Qingkuang would suffer a loss and forcefully
Enduring the pain, he eagerly shouted at Qing Kuang:
"Qingkuang, be careful, these three people have already used their last strength..."
Before he finished speaking, the blue inner elixirs of the three evil spirit kings, together with all the spiritual power around them, condensed into a bone-chilling spiritual energy pillar like a black dragon, and rushed towards the girl in front of him with the force of thunder.
Feng Batian saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't hold back his emotions. He was about to rush over with all his strength. The pillar of deep cold spiritual energy suddenly stopped in front of Qing Kuang...
In the air, crisp condensation sounds continued to be heard. When everyone looked at it intently, Qing Kuang had already hooked the strings with all his strength with his ten fingers. The dark red silk strings were like a bunch of bow strings. With all their strength, they stretched the three evil spirit kings' strings.
The final blow was blocked hard.
Time seems to be frozen at the same time...
After a few breaths, the expression of the girl holding the guqin suddenly changed. Feng Qing, who was fighting desperately in front of him, was shaken. In an instant, a low roar shook the souls of the three evil spirit kings!
At the same time, on the top of the towering city tower, as the strings in the hand of the guqin girl suddenly let go, a fiery red demon soul seemed to have broken through a cage, flying out violently, sweeping everything in the world!
Wherever it passes, the ice melts and spiritual power is swallowed up. The ancient power of fire is like a flood that breaks a bank, sweeping everything...
In front of the hellish flames, the three evil spirit kings flew out of control like fallen leaves in the wind. Their spiritual power dissipated and their inner elixirs floated into the air.
The ultimate sound blade with powerful elemental power attracted the blood in the bodies of the three evil spirit kings. The three old monsters barely had time to scream, and they were already smashing into the city wall made of huge rocks as if they were falling apart.
Above, the skull was shattered and blood splattered...
In the corner, an old man with disheveled hair and bloody flesh, his eyes wide open, his lips trembling constantly, pointed at Qing Kuang and murmured a few words with an almost unbelievable look of horror: