On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

Unlike the other two tenth-level demigods, strictly speaking, it is actually very difficult for Chen Qingyi to gain a combat advantage in the battle with the formation led by Mu Yu.

After all, the latter is blessed with the tenth-level spirit weapon of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace. Even if it is not a combat type, it is not difficult for it to besiege him.

But he was careless. He underestimated the extent to which the spirits in the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace were so omnipotent.

Even the power of rules to a certain extent can be suppressed, making it impossible to find the breath of your companions. Isn't that a bit exaggerated?

Chen Qingyi didn't know that the core of the formation of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace Spirit had already burned the seventh and eighth level materials, trying its best to push the effect of the formation to the extreme.

He just blindly believed that as long as he could take advantage of the rules, he would be invincible at worst.

After all, whether or not one can master the complete rules is more than a simple "yes" option for a demigod of the ninth level or above.

In addition to killing Mu Yu, the three people's goal now has an additional task of searching for the divine fetus itself. That thing is a condensed form of rule props that can guarantee a person's advancement to the eleventh level, and it is hard to come by.

Thinking of this, the fear and doubt that had just arisen dissipated a little. Even though the surrounding environment still made Chen Qingyi feel inexplicably disgusted, facing the three Buddha statues, he still walked forward boldly and looked around.

Mu Yu's real body and shadow were completely gone. It seemed that the three doors were baits to trap him in this hall.

However, it lacks a dominant means of attack. Even if it blocks his spiritual perception, how long can this item trap Brother Zi and the others?

At this thought, Chen Qingyi's originally furrowed brow relaxed a little. This kid had been planning this for a long time, but he just surrounded him and didn't kill him after all this time? Interesting.

I'm afraid that if any one of the three escapes, the Pseudo-God Tiangong and Mu Yu will be faced with a devastating disaster.

hum~

The moment this thought came to his mind, a strange sound caused Chen Qingyi to look sideways slightly. His eyes were fixed on the three strange Buddha statues. As the green light of the Qinggang sword in his right hand flashed, a sense of threat arose without wind, enveloping him.

The Eight-Armed Guanyin blew out a strong wind and splitting blade, which was very similar to the method he had just used to clear the outer formation of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace;

The wound on the miserable Arhat's body was broken open, and endless sticky blood flowed out. In an instant, it surrounded the figure in front of the cushion layer by layer, forming a thick river of blood behind the strong wind, which continuously washed Chen Qingyi in the center.

As for the skinny Buddha, during the close physical combat, his muscles blossomed under the immense pressure, and strands of dried flesh and bronze fragments appeared. The material was between flesh and metal, and was filled with danger.

The bronze fragments of flesh and blood combined with the strong wind blade, and in just a moment, they caught Chen Qingyi off guard and scraped the surface of his skin, leaving it covered in wounds.

The three strange Buddha statues of the eighth level of demigods looked like they were created by burning blood or by the accumulation of props. It was obvious that their momentum was a bit weak and their stamina was insufficient.

But a series of sudden attacks caught him off guard. It was quite interesting... Was it the work of the weapon spirit? Or was it arranged by that kid?

Chen Qingyi's wind-sensitive rule power erupted, and the skin injuries he had just suffered recovered in the blink of an eye. The same powerful and violent gale spread outward from his core, and it forcibly dispersed the blood river and flesh fragments:

“Not enough, not enough!

If you underestimate me because you think I am at the ninth level, you are totally wrong.

The gap between the eighth and ninth levels is a world of difference, and you don’t seem to understand this yet…”

Finding that no one responded, there was only a slight imperceptible fluctuation in the ripples of the void. Chen Qingyi smiled confidently and stared coldly at that direction.

The river of blood was still gathering, and the bronze fragments of flesh and blood were slowly growing...

He calmly dispelled the Buddha statue's attack, revealing his superiority. He continued to express disdain for Mu Yu's backup plan, which was a precautionary measure.

"After all this trouble, if this is all you can do, then stop struggling and surrender.

Even if I beg for mercy, I can suffer less torture... Otherwise..."

"My mom is right, barking dogs never bite!"

Mu Yufeng appeared calmly, raised his hand and absorbed the power of the three strange Buddha statues into his body, then stared at Chen Qingyi, who was "advising him earnestly", with great interest:

"What did Zitan Liu give you to make you so loyal even as a dog?"

"You young brat, what nonsense!"

There was no point in talking to each other. Chen Qingyi noticed that Mu Yu looked indifferent and didn't take him seriously at all. He felt that his counterattack just now was like hitting cotton.

This kid in front of me is so cunning and cunning that I can't tell his emotions at all...

But although he despised and disdained it tactically, Chen Qingyi did not despise it strategically. The moment he fought back, the wind-sensitive power under his feet condensed out.

Then, he merged with the surrounding space. The layers of ripples, the space filled with various particles and air obstructions seemed to help Chen Qingyi. Despite the ubiquitous obstacles, he was able to teleport in front of Mu Yu like a fish in water! ?

It was fast, extremely fast. The speed of mastering the power of rules made Mu Yu unable to react at all.

The green sword gently slashed across the neck, and eye-catching blood spurted out like a column. In the blink of an eye, the head was separated from the person, creating an extremely bloody scene.

what's the situation! ?

Not only was Chen Qingyi stunned, but even the little Poro and the spirit of the weapon who were "supervising the battle" in person at the core of the formation felt a sudden pang of anxiety at this moment. The master... the master was killed instantly?

After a moment of hesitation, while Chen Qingyi's wind-sensitive power was raging, an identical figure appeared again from behind. Mu Yu, who had been in a bloodthirsty and lazy state for a long time, was already impatient.

He separated his own essence and blood to condense realistic pure water to bless his true body. With the blessing of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace formation, it was so realistic that it couldn't be more realistic.

Especially the power that was just mixed with the blood river and bronze flesh and blood fragments. Not to mention that Chen Qingyi couldn't distinguish it, this pure and frivolous eighth-level aura, even if Zi Tan Liu came in person, what could he do?

Without hesitation, Mu Yu seized this moment of opportunity and used the prop - the proud dragon heart of the White Bone Dragon Clan!

[This special will-carrying item was brewed by a branch of the Bone Dragon Clan to penetrate the minds of the dead in the entire clan, and possesses an extremely powerful immortal will.

After use, the combat power is increased according to the host's mental state, with a minimum of two times and a maximum of ten times. It is a one-time item.

After a series of battles, Mu Yu, who was in both lazy and bloodthirsty states, had already reached the edge of losing his will. Therefore, the maximum multiple of the item's blessing, ten times the combat power, directly covered all aspects.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart, and after the Black Lotus Blessing's true body and the Pure Water Blessing combined with the eighth-level power, they attacked Chen Qingyi again in synchronization.

With the blessing of his identity as the Lord of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace, Mu Yu was able to mobilize formation power and item rule power beyond Chen Qingyi's limits, and the stunned emotion of the battle at that moment was captured.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary attack, but when the move filled with pure murderous intent approached him, Chen Qingyi broke out in a cold sweat and realized it was too late.

How is it possible... that his strength suddenly increased so much?

At the moment his head flew high, his face was still full of disbelief. His rules... were shattered?

Mu Yu bathed in the blood, his whole body filled with madness:

"Whose turn is it next?"