The sound of those attacks colliding together became more and more intense, rippling violently from all around, and the surrounding spiritual energy collided even more violently, scattering violently.
The hurricanes formed by spiritual power and the crazy erosion ravaging the surrounding towering trees are simply terrifying. In just the blink of an eye, the trees have been smashed into flying wood chips, accompanied by strong hurricanes and fierce flames.
After gathering, the surrounding area has completely dissipated without a trace.
The exclamation voices came to mind one after another. Although the light of Feng Yushan and Feng Yu was no longer so bright, so many of them joined forces to attack with such a tyrannical attitude, and they were still resisted?
Then, their eyes became extremely greedy. It was indeed an artifact. No wonder everyone wanted to snatch it. This power was indeed extraordinary.
"Once again, I won't believe that these two artifacts without the control of their masters can resist our attacks again and again."
The middle-aged man from the Molong tribe snorted coldly. He felt that no matter how powerful the artifact was, it would not be able to withstand repeated attacks when no one was controlling it.
Moreover, Ji Qingmeng seems to be calm and indifferent at all. If there is no mystery, it must be a mystery.
After all, I just had a battle with a strong man in the fifth stage of the Spiritual Emperor. Even with the help of divine weapons, I guess there is no way to escape. At this time, maybe the spiritual power is excessively consumed, and you want to buy time to restore the spiritual power.
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Otherwise, why are you sitting so straight and still? Isn't it just to bluff people?
Therefore, as long as the divine weapon cannot continue to withstand attacks, the so-called goddess of the Ji clan will be nothing more than a piece of meat left to be slaughtered.
Naturally, many people have reconsidered such a proposal, especially many very powerful people who have this idea.
After all, the Ji family is not someone to be trifled with. She almost didn't react, so she must have reached the end of her strength.
However, the people here are all extremely cunning beings. Although they all have their own plans, no one dares to test Ji Qingmeng's true identity.
He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would be slapped by Ji Qingmeng, and he would become the object of ridicule, and his life might be lost.
Rumble!
After everyone reached an agreement, they began to attack violently. The whistling whirlwind was mixed with a powerful spiritual storm. In just a blink of an eye, the surrounding attacks became even more rapid, and spiritual energy was raging everywhere.
The movements of the people around him became even more crazy, and the attack was about to start, and powerful spiritual power would spurt out at any time.
The air was cut directly by those attacks, and the sound of explosions sounded frequently, swirling in the air.
The momentum became extremely terrifying. It was even faster and more terrifying than the previous attack that Feng Yushan and Feng Yu had resisted. It was comparable to a violent storm.
Faced with such a situation, Ji Qingmeng still sat quietly cross-legged with her expression unchanged, quietly absorbing the red light in the mental space. Her body was surrounded by astonishing spiritual power.
Those spiritual powers lingered, and what was even worse, even the space began to distort, with lines like water ripples appearing, as if they were deeply affected.
"It's time. Stop hanging around here. The two guys outside won't be able to stand it anymore."
Ji Ling tiptoed, looked at Ji Qingmeng who was sitting cross-legged, and whispered, although weapon spirits can control artifacts, it is not difficult to resist attacks.
However, it is Ji Qingmeng's blood that maintains the power of the weapon spirit now. If the spiritual power is not replenished in time, even Boss Feng and Uncle Feng Yu will not be able to last long.
The surrounding attacks became more violent, sweeping in like a stormy wave and rushing towards where Ji Qingmeng was.
But in an instant, it completely enveloped the area dozens of feet around Ji Qingmeng, and those forces directly and continuously hit the wall of fire, as if they wanted to confront the enemy head-on.
For a moment, there were extremely violent crashing sounds everywhere, which made people tremble with fear.
Seeing the attacks being resisted by Feng Yushan and Feng Yu, everyone did not feel discouraged, nor were they surprised at all. They just intensified their spiritual power to gather more powerful attacks, and once again violently attacked the wall of fire in front of them.
This continuous powerful attack has made the fire wall's light become even dimmer. In the end, the fire wall has become more transparent.
Even Ji Qingmeng's stiffness hidden behind the wall of fire gradually became clear.
Seeing this scene, everyone was overjoyed. It seemed that the power of the artifact had finally begun to be exhausted.
"Let's work harder and kill this witch as soon as possible."
When the middle-aged man from the Molong tribe saw what was happening in front of him, he immediately erupted from his body. The spiritual power in his hands quickly condensed into shape, and rushed to Ji Qingmeng's side like lightning.
It's already such a critical moment. If you want to snatch the artifact, you must be fast, ruthless and accurate, otherwise, others will beat you to it.
The others were not stupid either. Seeing this situation, they all turned around and wanted to approach Ji Qingmeng. Everyone clearly understood what it meant to get the artifact. If someone took it away after a visit, wouldn't it be... Are you going to waste all your efforts and make wedding clothes for others?
Just when everyone wanted to get close to Ji Qingmeng with their own motives, they suddenly felt a strong and powerful oppression, and space distortion began to occur in places where the spiritual power was involved.
The surrounding air seemed to be rippling like water ripples, making people's backs soaked with cold sweat.
"You've already reached the end of your strength, yet you're still so ignorant and ployful. It's just a desperate struggle. Who do you want to scare?"
When the middle-aged man from the Moron tribe saw such a situation, he was immediately stunned, and then he said directly and coldly.
He felt that Ji Qingmeng must have known that they wanted to kill her, so he deliberately bluffed people to make them retreat. This was simply a trick played by children.
The artifact is almost in hand, and letting them let go at this time is simply a dream!
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, his speed became faster, and he launched the fastest and most violent attack on Ji Qingmeng. The surrounding spiritual hurricanes also began to roar and roar, and they all greeted Ji Qingmeng's head unceremoniously.
Seeing that Ji Qingmeng's head was about to be hit by the middle-aged man's attack, she finally opened her eyes that had been closed tightly. A glimmer of light quickly flashed in her eyes, and then her whole body exuded a coldness like an unsheathed weapon. Although the sword energy was short-lived, it was strong and sharp.
The middle-aged man from the Molong tribe listened blankly to the sound of "poof" and looked at his arm that was constantly spraying blood in disbelief. He was so stupid that he didn't know how to react.
It was obviously broken, but why didn't he feel any pain? It seemed like this was just his hallucination.
After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly came to his senses and roared extremely piercingly. The screams resounded throughout the sky and could not be heard without stopping.
It was just a sword, and with just one sword, she blocked his powerful attack, and even attacked him in turn, causing him to break an arm.
Such power is truly terrifying.
Is this called being mysterious?
Is there anyone here in better condition than her?
Although he cannot be compared with the old immortal elder in the fifth stage of the Spirit Emperor, he is still a strong person in the second stage of the Spirit Emperor. Speaking of which, Ji Qingmeng's level of strength is just the same as him.
Why are they both in the second stage of the Spiritual Emperor, but the gap is so huge?
However, Ji Qingmeng was obviously not in the mood to give him any time to think. He jumped up directly and attacked with the Star Sword in his hand without hesitation. The sword body that was imbued with strong spiritual power instantly became dazzling and impossible to stare at.
The sword's shimmering fiery red light seemed to be exuding a fiery and boundless aura, but it also contained a murderous sword intent that sent chills down the spine, making people break out in cold sweat and making them extremely frightened.
"Don't block the way back, retreat quickly!"
The middle-aged man from the Moron tribe had long since lost any intention to fight. He scolded him coldly, and then the spiritual power in his body quickly penetrated between his legs as if it was free of charge. It was as if he was touching. Like a small animal scurrying away from danger, he fled quickly.
"Hmph, do you think you can escape?"
Ji Qingmeng sneered mockingly, tapping the ground lightly with his toes, his white clothes flying, the star sword in his hand dancing with dazzling sword flowers, chasing after the middle-aged man and attacking from behind.
Then, there was a sound of the sword entering the body, and along with the spray of blood mist, the desolate dense forest was filled with blood everywhere. (To be continued)