Sheng Shuowang's death seemed to be a signal. The "Yin Shen Bi" offensive was in full swing. Ice flowers continued to squeeze out of the void and scattered in all directions. Everyone retreated in unison, blocked by the ice, like being trapped in a cage. They had to use their own methods. Prevent ice flakes from staining your upper body. Shengqiu stood in the "Yin Shen Bi", burned his essence to control his spirituality, and was able to temporarily control the treasure. He spared no effort to extract the cold energy and kill him. There is not much time left for him. As long as he can kill all the ghosts and severely damage the upper seven clans, the Holy Spirit will still have a glimmer of hope and will not completely despair. But can he really grasp the last straw?
Wei Shiqi opened the Blood Energy Divine Realm and enveloped Guo Fujia and Ding Ning. As soon as Binghua approached, he was imprisoned by the power of the law, as if suspended in the air by a strand of silk thread, turning back and forth, harmless to humans and animals. Seeing this, Pang Jie'an and Gong Dingshi both activated the Nether Spirit Realm. The three of them used the realm to fight against the "Yin Shen Bi". There was a stalemate for a while. Sheng Qiu's expression gradually became solemn. He had revealed the last trump card, and time was ticking every inch. If Liuchi doesn't work, the outcome can be imagined.
Within the realm, ice flowers rustled, accumulating more and more, filling each other up and crumbling. The coldness turned into a sharp blade, and the air circulation machine rushed towards the master. The more power of the law was carried, the more fragile the realm became. . As time went on, the judgment was reached. Wei Shiqi took over nearly half of the "Yin Shen Bi"'s attack. The ice flowers trembled and piled up like a mountain, colliding with each other and making a slight "ding-dong" sound, but none of them escaped control. Pang Jie'an and Pang Jie'an Gong Dingshi was having a hard time responding to the move, and the ice flowers rolled and collapsed from time to time, as if he were walking on the edge of a knife, with no room for error.
In the "Yin Shen Bi", the essence and blood are burning more and more fiercely, and the energy accumulated over thousands of years is released. The ice around is getting thicker and thicker, and the cage is gradually shrinking, squeezing everyone in one place. Guo Fujia sacrificed the "Dingshi Jian", and the divine light rose and fell one after another, dimming and then dimming. Relying on his profound Taoism, he could still hold on, but Ding Ning couldn't bear the heavy pressure, shivering with cold, and his eyebrows were covered with a thick layer. Frost, breathing poorly, was only a few inches away from Wei Shiqi. His back seemed to be a source of warmth, tempting her to stick to him, hug him tightly, and never let go.
Wei Shiqi frowned slightly, and where his thoughts fell, a line of law quietly emerged. With a "clang" sound, blood flowed out, and an ice flower was cut off, and they were annihilated together. He estimated the loss of blood energy and felt that it was still bearable. He immediately moved the thread of the law, and the sound of "clanging" came and went. The blood energy continued to cut off the ice flowers one by one. The blood energy divine domain took advantage of the situation to extend forward, pushing towards the enemy step by step. "Yinshenbi".
Sensing the approaching crisis, Shengqiu turned 90% of his offensive to Wei Shiqi. The ice flowers swayed and fell, and were extinguished by the blossoming blood. The shock in his heart was indescribable. He single-handedly resisted the power of the world in the snow-covered far north. What would happen to him? He came out of nowhere and sided with the upper seven tribes, becoming the fate destined by the Holy Spirit. He had tried his best to burn the essence and blood, pushing the power of the "Yin Shen Bi" to the extreme. Seeing that the essence and blood were at their peak and declining, he was still helpless. Sheng Qiu focused his mind, kneaded the magic formula, and the "Qingling Qi" in his body "It collapsed inwards, shrunk into a ball as big as a pinhead, and exploded suddenly.
The moment the "Qing Ling Qi" exploded, the essence and blood burned out. Shengqiu died and lost control of the "Yin Shen Bi". The spirit of this treasure has been born. He realizes that he is in deep crisis and is eager to get rid of it. He escaped, but he was already half a step too slow. Cracks were crisscrossed and spread across every corner. The jade biscuit was torn into pieces, and the cold current swept out, leaving a large, dark and silent hole.
Wherever the cold current passed, the previously fallen ice flowers disappeared like snow lions toward the fire. Pang and Gong breathed a sigh of relief and gathered the Netherworld Spirit Realm to protect themselves. The cold current was as sharp as a sword and could not be bullied three feet in front of them. The "Yin Shen Bi" cracked into a hundred pieces of jade, large and small, rolled around, and suddenly hovered in the air without moving at all. After a while, they all trembled and made a "clatter" sound.
Pang Jie'an looked up in the midst of his busy schedule, his face changed slightly, and he blurted out: "The 'Mether Vortex' has arisen and must be filled in quickly!"
That day, the heads of the seven tribes struck together, and all magic weapons and magical powers fell down. Shengqiu used the "Qingling Yuanzhu" to hide his figure, and hit the air in the air, breaking a fist-sized "vortex". He was helpless for a moment. In the end, it was Shengqiu who summoned the one-eyed giant to fill it and filled the void with the "Lake of Clear Spirits" in his belly, thus avoiding a disaster. Now that Shengqiu has sacrificed his life to explode the "Yin Shen Bi", the "Underworld Vortex" is the size of a well railing, and no one-eyed giant is spared. There is nothing to fill it, but what should we do?
Everyone looked at each other with stiff expressions. The "vortex" had not yet expanded, and no one dared to act rashly, for fear that the energy would pull it and cause a catastrophe. Pang Jie'an calmed down, for fear of disturbing the "Netherworld Vortex", he whispered word by word: "'Qing Ling Qi' is responsible for growth, 'Netherworld Qi' is responsible for destruction, 'Netherworld Qi' swallows all things, it is 'Netherworld Qi' It is caused by backlash in the spiritual realm, and it requires a massive amount of 'Qing Ling Qi' to heal it..."
Everyone unanimously turned their attention to Ding Ning. Ding Ning was startled. In panic, he bumped into Wei Shiqi's back. His nose was hit hard. He was in unbearable pain and burst into tears.
Gong Dingshi said in a deep voice: "Where does the 'Qing Ling Qi' come from?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Ding Ning was at a loss and said hurriedly: "None of the one-eyed giants were spared. In the snowy region of the far north... there is no more 'spiritual energy'..."
Pang Jie'an was a little disappointed. It seemed that Shengqiu had not left a way out for his clan members. Ding Ning was the only surviving Holy Spirit. The little "Qing Qi" in his body was a drop in the bucket and was of no use at all. Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and suddenly a chill rose up from his back. He looked subconsciously and saw the "Nether Vortex" quietly expanding outwards, the broken jade being submerged in it, and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Once the devouring begins, there is no way to stop it. Not to mention that everyone is trapped in the ice with no way out. Even if they can escape from the mountain, such a huge "vortex" is enough to swallow the entire Far North Snowy Region in one go, and they will still be doomed. escape.
This was the idea when the elders of the Shengqiu He clan sacrificed their essence and blood to refine the "Yin Shen Bi". Once this treasure was refined, they could set a trap and lure thirteen powerful men from the seven clans into it. , unexpectedly exploded the "underworld vortex" and swallowed up all the other people. The Holy Spirit stabilized the position and held the remaining troops in the "Great Rift Valley". It was still possible to win two points in the world.
But this scene was long overdue and did not appear until today. Even though Shengqiu was unwilling to do anything, once his spirit was destroyed, he could no longer see what the ending would be.
Pang Jie'an secretly cried out, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He rushed to the doctor because of his illness, and said hurriedly: "Elder Wei, how much of the 'Qing Ling Qi' you took away that day is still there?"
In the battle of "Yin Yang Valley", Wei Shiqi defeated the one-eyed giant one after another and plundered the "Lake of Qingling". Pang Jie'an and others saw it one by one. They didn't take it seriously at the time, but now it seems that it is the key to turning the tide. .
