I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

The situation was completely clear, and Lu Wuwei panicked for a moment, knowing that he had no way to retreat.

If there is no way to retreat, then don’t retreat!

Jun Li wanted to use the cage of Xingxiang Academy to trap and kill him, and he could also use this cage to trap and kill Jun Li in reverse.

Only one of them can get out of here alive today.

Lu Wuwei shouted loudly, and the puppet hanging from his waist flew out.

It seemed to come to life, making a giggling sound like a child, and pounced on Junli.

In the process, this puppet, which is less than the size of a palm, breaks into dozens, hundreds, or thousands of dolls.

Inside the Astrology Academy, which was shrouded by the formation, there were dolls and children's laughter everywhere.

This laughter made people upset and made their temples pound.

This is an attack that can directly hit the monk's soul.

If Sheng Xi were here, he would definitely name it "Naughty Boy Dafa".

The thousands of phantoms transformed by the puppets are real and are eating away at Yuanjun Jingchen's soul like crazy.

His already pale face looked even more ugly, and when he swung his sword, he missed his target.

Lu Wuwei was overjoyed: "Your vitality has been seriously injured and has not recovered yet, so don't hold on."

"I don't need to use all my strength to kill you." Jingchen Yuanjun put his sword on the ground and raised his left hand.

A small chime appeared in his palm, emitting a distant and profound cold moonlight.

"Xuanyue Chime Bell? Why hasn't it been broken yet?" Lu Wuwei's expression changed slightly.

The chimes automatically played without wind, emitting crisp and melodious music, interrupting the laughter of children in all directions.

The shadows of the dolls that were close to Junli were shattered into nothingness by the shock of the Xuan Yue chimes.

The original laughter gradually turned into howls and cries of fear and panic.

No doll phantom dared to approach Jingchen Yuanjun again, but they all pounced on Lu Wuwei.

Lu Wuwei once wanted to resurrect his daughter.

But when the child died, he was just a child who had not yet introduced Qi into his body, and no trace of his soul remained.

Even Mahayana monks are powerless.

On the one hand, Lu Wuwei was clearly aware of this, but on the other hand, he was unwilling to give up.

To this end, he tried countless methods to resurrect his family.

Unfortunately they all failed.

The doll hanging around his waist is the product of countless experiments.

It was a doll filled with cursed power.

In order to resurrect his daughter, Lu Wuwei captured countless children for experiments.

The grievances and souls of countless children gathered together and turned into a doll that could pose a threat to Mahayana monks.

This is Lu Wuwei's secret treasure, which can help him kill the Mahayana monks and make him invincible in previous battles.

But there is a fatal flaw.

——The children who make up this doll puppet are so resentful that they want to kill their master at any time.

Lu Wuwei usually had a high level of cultivation, so these children couldn't find a chance, so they just obeyed his instructions.

But once he showed fatigue through inaction, these children would immediately tear him into pieces.

When Lu Wuwei was defeated in the previous battle with Feng San, he was almost killed by this doll.

For this reason he had wanted to destroy the puppet.

But after thinking twice, he still kept this thing as his trump card.

The small Xuanyue chime rose from the palm of Jingchen Yuanjun, flew into the air, grew when it saw the wind, and returned to its normal size in the blink of an eye.

The chimes engraved with countless complex runes and crescent moon marks floated one after another, emitting beautiful and melodious music, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing.

The shadow of the doll lingering in place, not daring to attack Junli, was scattered by the music.

The remaining ones flew towards Lu Wuwei in despair, trying to drain his soul, but were killed by Lu Wuwei who was well prepared.

The weak fights the strong, this is the outcome in most cases.

Just another killer weapon was destroyed, making Lu Wuwei anxious.

He raised his hand and wrapped the Xuanyue Chimes in layers with puppet threads, trying to prevent the bells from overflowing.

Jingchen Yuanjun swung his sword and all the puppet lines were cut off.

The Xuanyue Chimes trembled slightly, and all the puppet threads wrapped around it turned into nothingness in this tremor.

The melodious music made Lu Wuwei's brain hurt, and he gradually became unable to concentrate.

His speed in controlling the puppet string was slow for a moment, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. Before this thought dissipated, he saw Jingchen Yuanjun rushing in front of him, holding his sword high.

A magnificent sword force burst out from the long sword. Lu Wuwei responded quickly and used his body-protecting spiritual power to deflect the force.

However, Jingchen Yuanjun ignored the risk of injury and did not avoid it.

He rushed straight towards Lu Wuwei, holding the sword tightly, piercing his body-protecting aura inch by inch, and destroying his life-protecting magic weapon.

The sharp sword pierced his chest, shattering his heart and shattering the meridians throughout his body.

Lost!

Lu Wuwei was shocked and his eyes widened unwillingly. He couldn't believe that he was so well prepared and still lost.

The sharp sword energy continuously overflowed from Jingchen Yuanjun's sword, attacking his whole body crazily, as if to crush every inch of his bones and blood.

Facing such a violent attack, this body had no possibility of rebirth.

Lu Wuwei made a decisive decision, abandoned his body and escaped with his soul.

The Xuanyue chimes suspended in the air suddenly made a heavy muffled sound, like thunder on dry land, with a final sound.

Unprecedented pain covered every inch of Lu Wuwei's soul, as if his whole body was about to decompose on the spot.

Lu Wuwei's translucent soul was torn into pieces, and countless puppet threads came out of his soul, quickly sewing his soul that was about to be completely split back together.

The crack disappeared, and Lu Wuwei's soul merged into one again.

The Xuan Yue chimes made another dull and loud sound, which resounded through the sky and was deafening.

Lu Wuwei's soul, which he finally united with great effort, was shaken again, and cracks appeared.

Jingchen Yuanjun jumped up, rushed out with his sword, and pierced his eyebrows with the sword.

Lu Wuwei's soul shattered into pieces, turning into countless tiny fragments that rushed in all directions.

As long as he can escape with a tiny fragment of his soul, he is not dead.

But Jingchen Yuanjun didn't give him this chance.

A ball of pure phoenix fire ignited in his hand.

Under the crisp and soft song of the phoenix, the phoenix was cremated into a fat little phoenix whose whole body was made of flames.

Little Phoenix rubbed the palm of Lord Jingchen's hand affectionately, but the flames all over his body did not hurt him.

"Go." Jingchen Yuanjun said warmly, raising his palm slightly.

The round little phoenix spread its wings and flew across the entire formation with the force of a prairie fire, burning everything inside except Yuanjun Jingchen to ashes.

In the blazing phoenix fire, only Lu Wuwei was left roaring unwillingly: "I don't accept it!"

"Hold it in if you don't accept it!"

Little Phoenix made Sheng Xi's voice, and his tone was as arrogant as Sheng Xi's.

Like a cannonball, she pounced on the soul fragment that Lu Wuwei was roaring with, igniting him and burning him up.

The huge fire covered the entire Astrology Academy, and the flames soared into the sky, even covering up the light of the stars.

Jingchen Yuanjun's consciousness scanned every corner of the formation's coverage area inch by inch. After confirming that Lu Wuwei was dead, he raised his hand to stop the fire.

This phoenix fire was a gift from Sheng Xi to Yuanjun Jingchen, and every person and monster in the Wenxin Sect had one.

Under the control of Yuanjun Jingchen, the phoenix fire that filled the sky slowly returned to the body of the round little phoenix.

The little phoenix flapped its wings, circled around Jingchen Yuanjun, and landed on the ground not far away.

She picked up two Xumi rings inlaid with top-grade gemstones and placed them in the palm of Yuanjun Jingchen.

That was Lu Wuwei’s Sumeru Precepts.

Little Phoenix's big eyes looked at Jingchen Yuanjun expectantly, revealing a clever and cunning look.

Jingchen Yuanjun couldn't help but chuckle, and gently rubbed the little Phoenix's little head, which was burning with red and white flames.

"I know, I'll share the spoils with you when I get back."

It is said that things resemble their masters. Xiao Xi is diligent and thrifty, and even her Phoenix Fire has the same virtues as hers.

The little phoenix chirped with satisfaction and jumped happily twice in the palm of Jingchen Yuanjun before slowly turning into amber-like phoenix fire crystals.

Feeling the vitality in the phoenix fire sinking into the seal again, Jingchen Yuanjun frowned and looked up at the sky anxiously.

"Xiao Xi, you have to find a way to come back safely." He murmured in a low voice, standing there looking a little at a loss.

In the final battle, not even they can do anything. It all depends on how far Sheng Xi can go in the end.

At this point, the enemies Sheng Xi has to face are not only the Dao of Heaven, but also all living beings.

Just like a drowning person will instinctively drag the rescuer into the water, sentient beings in despair will crush the carrier that carries the will of all sentient beings.

When he had no way out, he used various means to bring all sentient beings onto the gambling table and win a glimmer of hope for them, but he didn't know how to let Sheng Xi, who was trapped in the middle of the whirlpool, escape completely. (End of chapter)