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099 Hidden cultivation base

Holding a map in hand, Wen Yi walked cautiously in the thick fog. Her spiritual intuition made her feel that there was an extraordinary danger behind her.

She slashed the long sword behind her with her backhand.

The bright sword light cut through the thick fog, and the silver light rolled up the blood-colored mist and pulled down the side of the thermometer. She smelled a fishy smell, and the left half of her shoulder was completely soaked.

She glanced at the scarlet blood and used her spiritual power to clean her clothes irritably.

It has to be said that the level of danger in the ruins of the God War is much higher than Wen Yi imagined. Even if she had a living map and could keenly sense all kinds of dangers, she would still be seriously injured.

"It's been a month." Wen Yi touched his belly, which was the location in the storage bag, which contained the fragments of the fairy sword. "Not only has Shen Yu not been found, but the spells and the like are almost used."

What is disappointing about the ruins of the God War is that it is alive and cannot find any rules.

Sometimes the place where the water fell was in the south, sometimes in the north.

Wen Yi felt that the mountains in the ruins were like chess pieces on a chessboard, being fiddled with at will, sometimes here, sometimes there.

"Judging from one month of observation, the ruins of the War of Gods are alive, so the map given by Ziwei Pavilion is also alive." Wen Yi looked at the map, "Everything is random, everything depends on luck?"

If this was the case, he might have been swallowed by the monster in the blood mist before he found Shen Yu.

After more than a month of fighting and killing, Wen Yi's ruthless killing sword has reached the second level. His cultivation has been constantly improving in the killing. He is now at the peak of the foundation building level. The two golden elixirs in his dantian have begun to take shape. All he needs to do is One opportunity can lead to promotion to the Golden Core Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yi followed the map and carefully explored the bloody fog.

This time, she did not focus all her attention on the map, but poured spiritual power into the Qianyuan Sword fragments, carefully sensing the changes around her.

Shen Shui and Shen Yu have a close relationship.

I can't find the map and can't sense it. I can only try it with fairy sword fragments.

Unknowingly, Wen Yi suddenly sensed a strange force. She followed that force and saw blood mist billowing from a distance, with spiritual lights of different colors rushing out from it.

"Two Nascent Soul Realm powerful men compete."

Wen Yi sensed that the force was about to leave, and suddenly heard a familiar voice hoarse:

"Fu Yun! I didn't expect you to be in the Nascent Soul Realm. Okay, okay! You thought you were the only one who hid your cultivation? Haha! I was already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm before I entered the ruins!"

It's Ji Changming and Fu Yun.

"As expected of the master of Ziwei Pavilion, the city and his methods are indeed extraordinary. I don't know what method he used to hide it from Ji Changming, who is more advanced than him."

The battle in the Nascent Soul Realm was not something that she, as in the Foundation Establishment Realm, could participate in. Wen Yi found a place to observe in secret and did not dare to take action rashly.

Spiritual power agitated, and where Ji Changming and Fu Yun were fighting, the thick bloody fog was disturbed by the powerful spiritual power, and Wen Yi could clearly see the appearance of the two of them.

The talisman is floating in the air, with a magnificent and complicated talisman array beneath its feet, surrounded by several circles of talismans emitting golden light.

These spells are all incomplete and their effectiveness is greatly reduced.

There was no good spot on his body, his clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and blood flowed from his arms, thighs, abdomen, front and back, etc. It was horrible to look at.

Ji Changming, who was standing on the ground, was not much better. There was a circle of talismans under his feet that emitted a cold and evil light, his gray beard was condensed into a ball, and there was a deep wound on his high cheekbone.

Behind both of them is a transparent, pure spirit body of the same height as them.

That is their Nascent Soul.

The strong wind howled, and Fu Yun took the lead in attacking. A long sword appeared in his palm without knowing when, "Broken!"

The cold voice was like thunder, and the spells around him instantly turned into long swords with cold light, and the long swords emitted red flames and pressed down on Ji Changming.

"Little trick!" Ji Changming tapped his right foot on the ground, and the talisman array under his feet glowed with golden light, turning into a blue-green ghost hand and grabbing it towards the sky.

The moment the two rays of light touched, a dazzling light erupted. Wen Yi quickly covered his eyes, and his whole body was thrown a hundred meters away by the force.

"puff!"

Even though she was so careful, she was still hit in the chest by Ji Changming's spiritual power, which was so painful that she almost shed tears.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Ji Changming crushed the small sword made of a talisman with his palm, and stabbed Fu Yun in the chest with a swipe from east to west.

"Pfft!"

The life sword passed through his chest, Fu Yun's pupils dilated, and his whole body hung on Ji Changming's sword, like a candied haws on a skewer.

Blood flowed down the long sword to Ji Changming's arm, and he smiled ferociously, "Do you think the sect doesn't know what you have done? Do you think others are fools? Hand over the book of seals, and I will give you a pleasure!"

Severe pain came from his chest, blood spilled from the corner of Fu Yun's mouth, and a weird smile appeared on his angular face, which was very uncharacteristic of his perfect character and made Ji Changming's face full of blood.

"Bah!" Fu Yun sneered, "That book was left by Master Shen Shui. It belongs to my Ziwei Pavilion and is something that the people of Qingzhou need to save their lives. You took it cleverly and want to rob it again. It's just a dream."

Ji Changming was sprayed with blood on his face, and he was furious, "Then you go die!"

A dark red light ball formed from his left hand and was about to hit Fu Yun.

Suddenly, his body felt stiff and sluggish, and his whole body was like a puppet, unable to move.

The next moment, he saw a light and slender body flying into the air, picking up Fu Yun and falling to the ground.

"It's you!" Ji Changming looked at Wen Yi and said angrily: "I didn't look for you, but you came to the door. Today, let me see who can protect you!"

"Didn't you come to find me? I think you can't find it." Wen Yi put Fu Yun on the ground, made seals with both hands, and the silver-white spiritual power turned into strips of puppet silk and used the puppet talisman to trap Ji Changming, "

I don’t need anyone to protect me, you can go and die.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Changming found that his hand was holding a long sword across his neck.

The cold sword edge penetrated into the fragile neck, slicing the skin and breaking the blood vessels. Just when he was uncontrollably killing himself, the Nascent Soul behind him tore Wen Yi's puppet silk.

He is worthy of being a master of the Nascent Soul Realm. He can still fight hard in such a desperate situation.

While Wen Yi backed away, he threw a red talisman onto Ji Changming's palm and made a seal, "Phoenix Destroy the World!"

With Wen Yi's soft drink, the talisman suddenly erupted into terrifying flames that were comparable to a volcanic eruption.

The raging fire soared into the sky, spitting out its scarlet tongue to devour everything, like a phoenix spreading its wings, opening its arms and hugging Ji Changming tightly.

"Ahhhhh!"

With screams of pain, Ji Changming was reduced to ashes in the flames of the branch city.

Fu Yun covered his chest and looked at Wen Yi intently, his eyes filled with disbelief. He even suspected that Wen Yi was not at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but had a cultivation level above the Nascent Soul Realm.


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