After the cannon fodder junior sister went crazy, the entire sect begged to be let go

Chapter 54 Fire Spirit Root Divine Consciousness Attack

The monk's spiritual consciousness is born with the monk's practice, and it seems to be the muscles and veins in the body, integrated with himself.

The water spirit root consciousness was frozen in an instant, and the big-faced monk seemed to be immediately imprisoned from the inside out.

Unlike Hua Ci who was wrapped in the opponent's spiritual consciousness, his spiritual consciousness was blocked by ice. The big-faced monk's eyes widened and he felt powerless from the inside out, unable to resist.

"you,"

The big-faced monk screamed in a low voice, but his body could no longer support him and he fell down on a coral.

The frozen water spirit root consciousness also seemed to be out of control, standing upright.

Hua Ci struggled to break through it, and the ice fragments of spiritual consciousness that contained spiritual energy fell into pieces.

The big-faced monk was leaning against the coral tree. He wanted to resist but could only raise his body slightly.

"How do you have these things?"

"What do you say?"

Hua Ci released light green consciousness and wrapped around the big-faced monk and stood up.

"Since you like these things, I'll let you try them all."

After saying that, Feng Mie Ren flew from a distance and passed through the monk's body briskly.

With a mouthful of blood spurting out, Hua Ci loosened his consciousness and allowed the monk to fall, and the blood seeped into the water along the wound.

The big-faced monk seemed to have blood scattered in his chest. He was coughing non-stop and his body was stooped.

"Let me go, let me go!"

The big-faced monk was no longer as arrogant as before, his face was covered with blood and stains, and he backed away as he spoke.

"It's a waste of time. Do you think I will let you go?"

Hua Ci chuckled, pulled out the Moon-Watching Sword, and stabbed the big-faced monk into the body.

The consciousness was frozen, and then pierced by two high-level spiritual weapons. The big-faced monk and the foundation-building monk died naturally.

The big-faced monk died, and Hua Ci put away Feng Mieren's Moon-Watching Sword, and the ice crystal beads continued to cover his wrist.

After kicking away the three bodies, Hua Ci searched their storage bags.

In addition to the few spiritual weapons that Wen Daoyao wanted, there were also some spiritual stones, elixirs, etc., which Hua Ci only put in his storage bag.

There were some spiritual fish and insects living in the coral forest. After Hua Ci left, they swarmed up and destroyed the bodies of the three people.

Above the coral forest was the water's surface. The moment Hua Ci came out of the water, she felt her breathing ease.

The sun hits my body and it feels very comfortable.

It's just that the breeze blows, and the wet body will feel a little cool.

"Hey! You female nun,"

"You trampled on my spiritual grass!"

Before Hua Ci could apply a cleaning technique, Hua Ci saw a tall and rough casual cultivator in front of him shouting at him.

"Why don't you, a female cultivator, look at the road? Didn't you see my spiritual grass at your feet?"

"Hurry up and compensate me with the spiritual stone!"

This monk has a fleshy face, is very fat, has three levels of foundation, and has a very unkind tone.

Hua Ci lowered his head and looked at his feet. The spiritual grass the other party mentioned was just an ordinary terrestrial plant.

There were many casual cultivators in this area, and when they heard the arrogant monk's voice, they all looked over.

But when he saw that opposite the arrogant monk was a female cultivator who was covered in blood and had low cultivation level and looked very weak, he also withdrew his gaze.

No one wants to help Hua Ci and cause trouble.

"This is not a spiritual grass, and it is still growing on the ground. How can it be considered yours?"

Hua Ci moved her feet away and stared up at the arrogant monk.

"I said yes! Hand over the spirit stone quickly!"

After saying that, the overbearing monk gave Hua Ci a hard push.

This monk was born savage and was much higher than Hua Ci. Neither of them used their spiritual energy.

This push made Hua Ci take a step back.

Although Hua Ci was also at the third level of foundation building at this time, because he had injected spiritual energy into Feng Mieyean before, Hua Ci's body was not full of spiritual energy.

Therefore, at this time, Hua Ci seemed to be no match for this arrogant monk, whether in terms of cultivation or mortal body.This arrogant monk has a very unscrupulous attitude.

"Are you seeking death?" Hua Ci looked at the arrogant monk fiercely.

When he was pushed by the arrogant monk, Hua Ci immediately withdrew the spiritual energy from Feng Mie Ren. At this time, Hua Ci's body gradually became full of spiritual energy.

Then green consciousness burst out.

The sudden burst of spiritual energy attracted the attention of many people on the island.

However, there have been many fights on this island due to competition for resources, so many people just took a glance and continued to look for their own opportunities.

In the distance, on a flying boat, several people's eyes were attracted to this scene.

"Look at those casual cultivators, they are so rude. They will fight just for some spiritual grass or spiritual flesh."

The one who spoke was Liu Fuyue, who was standing on the flying boat with Su Ruanruan, looking at the scenery on the floating island.

"Rogue cultivators have nothing to pursue, they just fight to get something."

Su Ruanruan echoed.

Wang Wenyao frowned as he listened to the conversation between the two.

Although he has never been a casual cultivator, he also knows that it is not easy to be a casual cultivator. It is difficult to survive and practice, let alone other things.

"Rogue cultivators are no better than cultivators within the sect, they..."

Before Wang Wenyao could finish speaking, Liu Fuyue rolled her eyes and left directly.

Su Ruanruan also followed.

Wang Wenyao was a little helpless and had to continue to stand alone.

Although the distance is far, if the monks gather their spiritual energy to see, they can see things roughly hundreds of miles away.

Looking at the direction of the fight again, Wang Wenyao suddenly felt that the monk who had released his spiritual consciousness looked familiar:

"No! It's just rhetoric!"

Just as Wang Wenyao was rushing here, Hua Ci was already fighting with the arrogant monk.

There are too many people, so Hua Ci did not use the Phoenix Destroyer Blade and the Ice Crystal Bead this time, but directly attacked with Divine Consciousness and the Moon-Watching Sword.

This arrogant monk was born with fire spiritual roots. At this time, the Yanhong consciousness was emitting spiritual energy, trying to burn the Huacimu spiritual roots and consciousness.

At this time, the green wood spirit root consciousness wanders around and attacks like a vine, while the fire spirit root consciousness wraps around the wood spirit root consciousness like tongues of fire.

Under the scorching fire spirit root consciousness, the color of Hua Ci's consciousness gradually darkened, and some parts were even reflected red.

At this time, Hua Ci also felt waves of heat rushing towards him. The clothes that were soaked by the sea water were now completely dry.

Mu Neng can make a fire, and although Hua Ci's spiritual consciousness continues to fight back, it seems that the opponent's momentum has not weakened.

Wood helps the fire burn.

If this continues, the other party's consciousness may become even more arrogant.

Hua Ci immediately took a deep breath, adjusted the spiritual energy around his body, and fully supported his spiritual consciousness.

The green consciousness immediately became vigorous, and the faint green consciousness instantly tried to wrap up the opponent's consciousness.

Fire depends on wood, and if there is too much wood, there will be fire.

Originally, the overbearing monk looked down upon the sudden increase in Hua Ci's spiritual consciousness, but as the green spiritual consciousness continued to flourish, it flourished.

The arrogant monk could only continue to let the flaming consciousness find space, because Hua Ci's green consciousness was too prosperous.

Huo Linggen's consciousness could not get a moment's respite.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

As Hua Ci's green consciousness completely enveloped the flame consciousness, the arrogant monk also panicked, and for a moment he picked up his sword and attacked Hua Ci.

After a few moves, he looked out of breath.

The opponent's consciousness has lost its vitality and is like a sparkling fire in the green consciousness.

As Hua Ci delivered the final blow, the arrogant monk lost his consciousness and was knocked to the ground by Hua Ci.

Hua Ci immediately stepped on the arrogant monk's chest, holding the moon-watching sword against his neck.

"Junior Sister Hua Ci! No!"

Just when Hua Ci was about to wipe the arrogant monk's neck, Wang Wenyao suddenly came from a distance with a sword.

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