Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 870 Are You A Waste Of Spirit Energy?

The ground shook violently, and with a sound of "Ouch", he fell directly on a ground gourd because of his unsteady feet. The most frightening thing was that, in the direction where he rolled, a large gap opened on the ground. Roll forward half a circle, and you will fall into the crack in the ground.

"Who!" Everyone exclaimed, and they were about to step forward to rescue him, Ji Guang was already faster than everyone else, he jumped over and hugged him, and quickly retreated.

As soon as they left that position, they saw that the place where the one fell just now had turned into a wider gap.

There are more and more cracks on the ground, and the movement is getting bigger and bigger.

The man stuck out his tongue: "It's really terrible."

Ouyang Zichen looked at the ground that had been cracked like a spider web, and shouted: "Run!"

Ji Guang hugged that, Bei Liuguang pulled Qin Mingyue, and ran away.

The cracks opened from the edge of the island towards the middle, and the few people had no choice but to run towards the middle of the island.

Above the head is the air ban, and there is a huge trapped attack formation. Under the feet is the cracked ground, and the sea water is constantly pouring in. It seems that an earthquake has occurred on the entire island, and it has continued, like a catastrophe. .

Those Southern Spirit World cultivators hiding in the dark also felt the vibration from their feet. At first, they didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was affected by a little island vibration.

It wasn't until the ground under their feet began to crack, the surrounding objects began to collapse, the stones rolled down, and the dust flew up, that these monks began to turn pale with fright.

"How could this be?"

"How is this going?"

"Why is there such a big movement where we are staying?"

"Where is Zhenjun? Where has Zhenjun gone? Has any of you seen Qi Zhenjun?"

"Sea water, sea water rushing in..."

"Everyone, run!" I don't know who yelled, and these monks began to rush out, but before they ran a little distance, behind them, there was a big explosion at the place where they stayed just now.

The sound of explosions was continuous, and the air waves surged, blowing up the soil on the ground for half a day. These monks were so close, it was inevitable that they would be fatally injured.

But after a few loud noises, all these monks died here.

They didn't understand it until they died. Didn't they say that this is the most powerful plan to deal with the enemy?Why would they die before those foreign monks?

The violent explosion sound spread to all parts of the island, both Ouyang Zichen and his party and Qi Zhenjun all looked in the direction of the explosion.

The speed under Qi Zhenjun's feet was even faster, and he rushed to the edge of the island. At this moment, he was relieved and laughed loudly: "I will live well for you."

But in the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore, because even if he took a step forward, he would be out of the scope of this island, but he couldn't get out of this one step.

Around this island, I don’t know when, a huge formation was also activated. This formation traps all the people on the island. As long as you want to rush out of the range of the island, you will be bounced back by the formation.

At the same time, it is also accompanied by the attack of the formation, a merciless attack, the strength of the attack is determined by the force of the rushing out, the greater the force of the outward rushing, the greater the force of the rebound attack.

Qi Zhenjun was caught off guard, and was shocked by the rebound force of the formation so that he vomited blood, and fell directly on the ground seven or eight feet away. Looking at the ground with more and more cracks, and seeing the rising sea water, Qi Zhenjun became very angry. Call out: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

The monk who led the way for Ouyang Zichen at the beginning chased here at this time, and was shocked when he saw Qi Zhenjun's condition. He went to help Qi Zhenjun up and asked, "Zhenjun, what are you doing?"

Qi Zhenjun's expression was crazy and ferocious, he yelled: "What are you doing? What are you doing, of course I'm running for my life."

The monk was startled, although he had vaguely had this idea before, but now he was shocked when he heard Qi Zhenjun say it himself.

He asked cautiously: "Zhenjun, what is going on?"

Qi Zhenjun looked at him, with madness in his eyes, he pushed the monk forward: "Yes, you go and try, go quickly, see if you can get out of this small island, go quickly!"

Pushed by him, the cultivator staggered forward and stumbled forward. Just when he reached the edge of the island, he bumped his head into the hidden formation and stared at him.

Fortunately, he didn't use much strength, and he just fell to the ground with his buttocks, and he was not seriously injured by Qi Zhenjun.

The cultivator slowed down a bit, then got up from the ground, retreated to Qi Zhenjun's side and said: "Zhenjun, I can't get out."

There was a hint of despair in Qi Zhenjun's eyes, and he murmured: "So the so-called must-kill plan is to kill everyone on the entire island together?"

He looked up to the sky like crazy and yelled: "Senior, since you have the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, why do you have to make trouble with us juniors."

In a distant world, an immortal monk seemed to sense his cry.

He sighed lightly, as if he was talking to himself, and also seemed to be answering Qi Zhenjun's question, he said: "Since you can't even do a little thing well, what's the use of keeping you? Is it a waste of spiritual energy?"

On the island, looking at the ground with more and more cracks, feeling the stronger vibration under the feet, watching the rising sea water, and hearing the violent explosion that never stopped.

The monk asked Qi Zhenjun: "Zhenjun, Zhenjun, what are you talking about?"

He looked around, and asked Qi Zhenjun unwillingly: "How can we go out here more, Zhenjun!!"

Qi Zhenjun looked at him indifferently: "Ha, ha, I didn't expect that I would wait to die with a junior in the soul refining realm. This is really a big joke."

The monk went to drag him: "Zhenjun, hurry up, if you don't leave, the sea will be completely flooded."

Qi Zhenjun sneered: "Go, where are you going? This seat tells you that everyone on this island must die. No matter where you go, the result is the same, it is all one word, die!"

The cultivator only felt short of breath and his heart beat faster: "What are you talking about, True Monarch? You are a True Monarch of the Tongxuan Realm, how can you talk so irresponsibly?"

He grew louder and louder in fear, until he was almost screaming at the end.

Qi Zhenjun laughed loudly: "I said that everyone on this island must die. It doesn't matter whether it's the monks from outside, me, or you, it's the same. They will all die here and turn into ashes."

The monk repeatedly shook his head and backed away: "No, no, there must be a way to escape, Zhenjun, you have to cheer up."

Qi Zhenjun murmured: "There is no other way..."

　Third watch, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)