Speaking of which, Wen Yi's luck was truly incredible. Such a huge storm did not tear her into pieces with a cultivation level of only the Golden Core Realm.
Although Wen Yi has white mist beads covering up her cultivation.
But the great powers above the Nascent Soul realm in the Immortal Realm are not vegetarians.
Even if Wen Yi's cultivation level couldn't be seen in a short period of time, she would know it as soon as she made a move.
There is a huge difference between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Elder, the Seventh Elder is dying!" Gongshu, who was watching the battle, was also worried, "She acted righteously for Elder Ziyun."
Gong Shuyuan was as stable as a mountain, "Why do you want to teach me how to do things?"
His tone was cold, and his expression was colder than his tone.
Gongshu also bowed his head: "Disciples don't dare."
Gongshuyuan laughed coldly. He didn't intend to pursue the case, but he heard Gongshuyi said righteously and sternly: "As a cultivator, we should work together to kill demons.
Although the elder's disciples are not good at cultivation, they are still willing to dedicate their small efforts to slaying monsters."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gongshu, who was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, rushed straight to Wen Yi's side, "Seventh Elder, step aside and let me help you!"
Gongshu also threw a silver-white object into the air.
The object instantly turned into dozens of unstoppable long swords, and the long swords emitted an icy cold light.
"Thousand Blades Slash!"
The device named Thousand Blades Slash instantly pierced the monster's arm.
Bright red blood flowed down, and the monster screamed in pain and its fierce eyes fell on Gong Shuyi.
The monster only glanced at Gong Shuyi. He felt as if his head had been stabbed hard by dozens of steel needles. He had a splitting headache and his body fell uncontrollably.
"I didn't expect that Jishu Yuan would have such a righteous son like you." Wen Yi flicked her long sleeves to create a wisp of breeze and gently placed Gongshu Yi on the ground, "My child, this is not a battle that you can participate in. Stay away.
a little."
Gongshu did not leave immediately like Wen Yi. Instead, he took out all the magic weapons on his body and arranged them in an array. They quickly piled up into a machine beast several feet high.
The machine beast's eyes are burning with two clusters of red flames, and it is powerful and domineering.
Gongshu also poured all his spiritual power into the machine beast, "Go!"
Gongshu Yi's cultivation level was too low, and the machine beast was shot to pieces by the monster as soon as it flew into the air.
Is it possible for the Foundation Establishment Realm to participate in the fusion of powerful martial arts?
Gong Shuyuan's veins were pulsing in his forehead. Before the second wave of monster attacks was about to come, he pushed out a silver hairpin from his palm, which turned into a huge silver umbrella in the air.
The silver umbrella surface burst out with a faint light, scattering the spiritual power of the monster.
At the same time, Gongsun Yuan suddenly took out a whip and wrapped it around Gong Shuyi, pulled him to his side and shouted coldly: "You don't want your life!"
"The disciple does not feel that he has done anything wrong." Gongshu also does not feel that his behavior has smeared Jishu Yuan. "If the elder thinks that the disciple is wrong, the disciple is willing to accept the punishment."
A young man has passion and justice in his heart, so he is naturally fearless.
The other Jishu Academy disciples all praised Gong Shuyi's courage in their hearts, but they did not dare to show it.
"Gong Shuyuan, your mind is not even comparable to that of a disciple." Ziyun, who was seriously injured, looked at Gong Shuyuan coldly. She picked up her sword and rushed into the air again to help Wen Yi deal with the monster.
Gong Shuyuan sneered and said: "I sweep the snow in front of my own door and don't worry about the frost on other people's tiles.
You and I are only in the Nascent Soul Realm, how can we deal with the powerful ones in the Fusion Realm?
Besides, Wen Yi helps you because she is the elder of your main sect.
What is the relationship between our Jishuyuan and Ziyun Palace?
Why should we give up our disciple’s life to help an outsider?”
It was obvious that he was unwilling to save him in the face of death, but what came out of Gong Shuyuan's mouth was that he was wise enough to protect himself.
He occupies all Tao and all truths, and no morality can restrain him or kidnap him.
Wen Yi saw this and said, "Is such a young person worthy of being the fourth elder of my Miao Miao Huan Mansion?
If senior sister sees that you are so timid and a villain who will not save you, can he still marry you?"
Wen Yi and Liu Xinyue didn't want to deal with it, but they couldn't just watch the original owner's senior sister jump into the fire pit.
"Not to mention whether Xinyue knows it or not, Seventh Elder, you should think about how you can get out of the Qingyun Secret Realm alive!"
Unavoidably, the disciples with strong energy imitated Gongshu and rushed forward to be the leader regardless of life and death. Gongshuyuan led the Jishuyuan disciples and quickly left the center of the battlefield.
Gongshu turned his head three times and looked at Wen Yi fighting against the giant beast, feeling an uncontrollable admiration in his heart.
It is rumored that Wen Yi of Piao Miao Huan Mansion is uneducated, has no sense of responsibility, and is a waste raised in the brocade heap.
What's ridiculous is that the rumored waste is actually more responsible than the world-famous Elder Gong Shuyuan.
The sharp sword in Wen Yi's palm was tinged with silvery murderous aura, and sharp sword auras roared out from her body.
The monster in the combined mirror teases Wen Yi like a cat.
The next moment, Shen Yu suddenly appeared behind Wen Yi.
His bony palms gently floated behind Wen Yi, and the vast, majestic, terrifying, frightening, and desperate murderous aura rushed towards the monster, blowing it to pieces in an instant.
The remaining murderous intent is like the scythe of the god of death, cruelly harvesting other creatures in the Qingyun Secret Realm that have no time to escape, including the disciples of Jishu Academy.
The target of Shen Yu's protection has always been Wen Yi, and whether the Jishu Academy is alive or dead has nothing to do with him.
The ferocious beasts, monsters, spiritual beasts, etc. in the secret realm are all stepping stones to increase the scope of the corpse mountain and blood sea under Shen Yu's killing sword.
Elder Ziyun, who was flying in mid-air, saw this and his eyes widened.
Who would have thought that only Wen Yi of the Golden Core Realm could swipe his sword gently, and the monsters of the Fusion Realm could be wiped out in an instant. Such strength could be said to be at the Tribulation Realm.
"Thank you, Seventh Elder, for your help." Ziyun looked at Wen Yi intently and felt a sense of fear in her heart. Her calves were trembling and she involuntarily took a few steps back.
Facing Wen Yi's penetrating gaze, Ziyun felt that all the plans in her heart and the things she had done were presented in front of her without reservation.
I am like a person without clothes, running in the sun, all my shortcomings and desires are exposed nakedly.
Seeing her embarrassed look, Wen Yi smiled coldly.
She had no good impression of this subordinate sect leader whose ambition and strength did not match, "The disciples of Ziyun Palace are in the cave over there."
Elder Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "What the seventh elder means is that those disciples are fine?"
"As disciples of Piao Miao Huan Palace, I will naturally protect them." Wen Yi said truthfully, "Put away your petty thoughts. It is easy for Piao Miao Huan Palace to clean up a small sect. Don't forget that your magic circle, spells, inner skills and mental methods are
Who provides it?”
She wanted to use Elder Ziyun to attack other affiliated sects that were disloyal.
Although Piao Miao Huan Mansion is in decline, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. How can some small sects replace it?