But even if he escaped, Fu Changqing still didn't feel the danger disappear.
The coercion emanating from the arrow's edge is enough to drive anyone crazy, and even make any strong person feel overwhelming despair.
"What kind of spell is he" Fu Changqing yelled frantically in his heart.
However, as soon as he fled to the exit of the ruins, the piercing sound of arrows piercing the void followed closely.
Poof!
As the arrow entered the flesh and blood, Fu Changqing's eyes immediately turned red.
The world around him was instantly shrouded in a layer of blood mist, and he felt that his soul was being torn apart.
"I'm not reconciled, I'm just a little bit, just a little bit, and I can ascend to the heavens." Fu Changqing murmured.
His consciousness gradually disintegrated, and the dark green soul was directly brought out from the body by the sharp arrow, and was nailed to the wall fiercely.
The edge of the soul has begun to become blurred, gradually dissipating like a burning candle.
Whether it is a human or a demon, they are all shocked by this killing at this moment, and they feel like retreating.
The pterodactyl gritted its teeth and roared angrily: "I can't escape, if we disperse, he will be defeated one by one. In the future, the heavens will punish us, and we will die even worse!"
As soon as this remark came out, some people who originally planned to escape also showed ferocious faces.
They did not know how many academy geniuses from the lower realms had been killed, and it was already a big mistake.
Once this news is known by the heavens, they may not even have a chance to live.
"Do it, kill him!"
Without hesitation, the group of monsters swallowed the elixir directly, and their whole bodies began to erupt with terrifying demonic aura.
These elixirs, like the ones swallowed by the pterosaurs before, are all elixirs that burn lifespan to forcibly increase their strength.
Generally speaking, only dead soldiers would use such radical methods.
Other lower-world human monks who participated in the rebellion saw that the Yaozu were also working so hard, and they were immediately unwilling to lag behind.
The skinny old man who took away Qian Feng's soul before also took out a bunch of bottles and cans, chanting something like a lengthy incantation.
The clay pot suspended in front of him began to tremble violently, and souls came out of it, baring their teeth and claws, very terrifying.
These are the monks that the skinny old man once beheaded, and kept their souls in clay pots to cultivate their evil spirit.
When the evil spirit of these souls gathers to a condensation point, they will become fierce and be used by the old man.
These are the old man's fundamental means against the enemy, and they are all being used at this moment, which shows his determination to destroy Lu Yu.
Dozens of spells were mixed together, all swept in front of Lu Yu.
However, Lu Yu remained steadfast, advancing instead of retreating, striding forward.
In his palm, a shocking mana has been brewed, which turned into a giant mana palm, and he slapped it hard.
The ancient martial art, Taiyuan Palm!
The power of the palm was released, and the crystal handprints burst into a vast pressure from the air.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The pile of clay pots in front of the skinny old man was instantly shattered into pieces.
The old man also received a lot of shock, his chest heaved violently, and his mana was chaotic.
He hurriedly used his own life-saving means to protect himself.
But at this moment, the huge handprint that emerged from the air suddenly enlarged and expanded ten times, enveloping all demons and humans in it.
"Roar!"
The pterosaur suddenly transformed into its original shape, and a huge flying dragon more than ten feet long appeared in the void.
The flying dragon was so powerful that it tried to block the attack of this palm with its fangs and claws. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com