Genius Alchemist

In the forest, Yuan Yao and a teenager are fighting with the fifth order Warcraft.

Warcraft is about three feet tall and tall. As soon as it raises its hand, it claps the boy away. The boy fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood.

Warcraft roared, raised his feet and stepped on the boy!

Yuan Yao stood in front of the boy, his hands crossed over his head, blocking the feet of the Warcraft.

"Yao!" the boy shouted anxiously.

"Go!"

Warcraft force weighed one point. Yuan Yao knelt on one knee and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The boy wanted to help him, but he was hurt so badly that now he can only stand up.

Yuan Yao pulled out his right hand hard and wanted to take out the token from his waist and crush it, but the pressure on his left hand increased sharply. He couldn't bear the weight. The whole man fell to the ground and the token flew a meter away.

The back of Warcraft fell towards him——

The people of class 12 came and saw this scene. They were immediately frightened and their hearts were raised to their throat.

"Squad leader!"

Several teenagers rushed forward and wanted to help, but someone was one step faster than them. Shen Qingling grabbed the young man's dagger and flew away.

All the people felt that a remnant shadow was passing in front of them. When they saw who was rushing past, they all panicked.

"Qingling!"

"Shen Qingling, come back!" Yueya and he Yuer screamed.

That's a fifth order Warcraft!

How can Shen Qingling's accomplishments resist it!

Zhu Yi watched Shen Qingling rush over and was very excited. In her opinion, rushing up with Shen Qingling's cultivation was the one who died. She wanted her to die.

The corner of her lips couldn't help reminding her, as if she saw Shen Qingling die miserably at the foot of Warcraft.

Yuan Yao was also surprised. He didn't expect Shen Qingling to rush over. He shouted with his last strength: "don't come here, go!"

The back of Warcraft fell from his head, and Yuan Yao was cold. Just when he thought he would die here, the Warcraft above him suddenly screamed. He saw a sword breaking through the air and directly penetrating the right eye of Warcraft.

Warcraft was in great pain, and the back palm fell on the waist of Yuan Yao.

The next moment, the shoulder was pinched. One by one, Shen Qingling threw Yuan Yao and the boy directly to the people of class 12.

Shen Qingling stood on the treetop with a slightly cold face. If she had been a fifth order Warcraft before, she could solve it with one move, but now her body is too weak. Fortunately, she has fought against this kind of Warcraft and knows that every inch of them is as hard as iron, and the fatal weakness is the eyes.

Warcraft was blind in one eye and screamed with both fists. It hated the culprit even more. With a roar, it broke the big tree standing by Shen Qingling!

Although this big Warcraft has great strength, its reaction is slow and slow, so Shen Qingling takes a long attack.

The people of class 12 saw Shen Qingling moving rapidly around the Warcraft, leaving almost only a remnant!

"OK - so fast!"

When Warcraft was angry and disoriented, Shen Qingling suddenly rode to its neck.

"Roar!"

Warcraft roared and twisted wildly to throw Shen Qingling down.

Shen Qingling held his neck tightly and didn't give up. The scene of soul stirring made everyone's heart lift up.

Shen Qingling clenched the sword in his hand and injected spiritual power into the eyes of Warcraft!

"Roar!" the Warcraft screamed, and his whole body hit the tree.

Shen Qingling bumped her back into the tree and hissed with pain. Looking at the out of control Warcraft, she rose up in the air. All the spiritual power of the spirit was released, and the sword in her hand became bigger! Get bigger! Get bigger!

Finally cut off the head of Warcraft!

Cut the Warcraft's head in half!

Warcraft fell to the ground.

"Spirit, spirit eight steps!"

The people stared at Shen Qingling with wide eyes.

Shen Qingling, she is the eighth rank of the spirit! Isn't she low in psychic power! No, Shen Qingling never said that his spiritual power was low. They always thought it was their own.

But the general Alchemist's spiritual power is not very low!

How could it be an accident when we arrived at Shen Qingling!

They even thought that Shen Qingling was the weakest among them. They protected her well.

The crowd covered their faces and felt that what they did at that time must have been stupid in Shen Qingling's eyes.

"Eat this." Shen Qingling came to Yuan Yao and the young man and handed them two bottles of pills.

Yuan Yao and the young man were still immersed in the shock just given to them by Shen Qingling. They were stunned for a few seconds and quickly waved their hands: "no, no, we have our own!"

With that, they quickly took out the pill from the space ring.

Shen Qingling looked at them and knew that the rank was good enough to cure their injuries. He didn't say anything. He put the pill away, then went to the Warcraft, squatted down, gouged out the chest of the Warcraft with a sword, took out the magic core and threw it into the jade slips issued to them by the previous college.

Suddenly, a line of words sounded in the sky.

Shen Qingling of spiritual cultivation class 12 killed level 5 Warcraft and obtained 200 points.

Shen Qingling stood up and returned the sword to the boy: "thank you for your sword."

"Ah? No, no, no!" the young man took it. There was still residual temperature on the hilt. He held it and his cheeks turned red.

"Classmate Qingling, thank you for saving me. I will repay this kindness," said Xingtai, the injured teenager and a good friend of Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao also bowed slightly: "thank you."

"They are all classmates. You're welcome."

"Qing Ling, you are so powerful -" the crescent moon is a little dull.

"Qing Ling, you are so powerful that you can completely beat those who boast of genius in the spiritual class 1 with your talent! But you have such a good talent, why did you come to class 12?" he yu'er was amazed and surprised at the same time.

Shen Qingling is so gifted that he should go to the first spiritual class.

Others think so.

"Class 12 is also very good." Shen Qingling smiled.

"Yes! Our class 12 is the best! Look who dares to say that our class 12 is the worst. Qingling is our living sign!" he yu'er smiled brightly.

"Can you still walk?" Shen Qingling looked at the injured teenager and Yuan Yao.

They nodded.

"Then let's go. It's too dangerous here. Find a safe place to rest." the periphery is usually some second-order and third-order Warcraft. How can there be fifth-order Warcraft? These teenagers can't deal with level five Warcraft at all, and Shen Qingling doesn't think the senior management of the college will joke about the lives of freshmen.

Shen Qingling virtually became everyone's backbone. They all listened to her.

Along the way, there were many Warcraft, basically third-order Warcraft. Shen Qingling easily killed them, and the people of spiritual class 12 were responsible for picking up the kernel.

An hour later, Shen Qingling and others came to a lake where all the eleven spiritual classes were here.

They are all disheartened and basically colored. The initial maze is about to kill them. Along the way, there are endless Warcraft.

They are in an irritable mood. Don't they say that there are some low-level Warcraft in the periphery? But they all saw several high-level Warcraft, and they almost took their lives in.