Although she didn't know exactly what Qin Yi was going to do, Tang Qianqian could clearly feel the terrifying power gushing out from the terrifying giant scythe.
This kind of power was enough to make Tang Qianqian tremble.
"What on earth is that?
What does Qin Yi think?"
Tang Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then shook her head fiercely, "It's absolutely impossible.
How can anyone have such a terrifying promotion speed?
This is not in line with the rules at all, no way. , absolutely impossible” Before she finished speaking, she felt a strong air flow rushing out from the direction of Qin Yi towards the surroundings.
It was as if springs were erupting from the ground.
In an instant, more than a dozen ascetics screamed and flew into the sky, their whole bodies exploding into torrential rain of blood.
The person who caused these terrifying air currents was Qin Yi.
At this moment, with Qin Yi's body as the center, a spiral visible to the naked eye was formed.
White threads, like silk, like spider silk, kept spinning around Qin Yi, getting bigger and bigger.
"He really wants this.
How is this possible?
It's been less than a quarter of an hour since he was last promoted."
Tang Qianqian's eyes widened, feeling that her world view was about to be overturned.
She was born in the sect and grew up in the sect.
She has seen countless pretentious geniuses, but she has never seen anyone who can advance from the sixth level of Virtual God to the seventh level, and then from the virtual god in a quarter of an hour.
The seventh rank was upgraded to the eighth rank.
This thing is incredible.
Soon, Qin Yi's promotion attracted the attention of many people around him.
After all, cultivators are the weakest when they are promoted.
Often at this time, even a cultivator who is usually in the realm of gods may be killed by a cultivator who has reached the sixth or seventh level of the virtual god.
Therefore, being promoted in battle is the same concept as seeking death.
At this time, both the casual cultivators around him who seemed to share the same hatred a moment ago, and the battle formation whose mission was to block the attacks of the casual cultivators at this moment, all looked towards Qin Yi.
Some anxious casual cultivators even attacked Qin Yi directly.
"Because you still want to rob me?"
Qin Yi sneered.
In his opinion, these casual cultivators who rushed towards him were all ants.
So what if the virtual god turns eight, or what if the virtual god turns nine, in Qin Yi's eyes, taking the initiative to attack him is seeking death.
He opened his mouth and took a sharp breath, and the surrounding white air mass was immediately absorbed into Qin Yi's body.
There was a roar, like a drum beating hard on the hearts of everyone around.
Qin Yi's realm in front of them was already the eighth level of the False God.
The promotion process, from beginning to end, never takes more than three breaths.
And the majestic momentum coming out of Qin Yi at this moment is far more than that of a cultivator of the eighth level of False God, and some people even believe that he has just been promoted to the realm of gods.
By this time, the few casual cultivators who had attacked Qin Yi were already riding a tiger.
Feeling the frightening momentum, they already understood that they were definitely no match for Qin Yi.
But at the same time, they also saw the cold murderous intent in Qin Yi's eyes.
It was obvious that their actions had angered this guy.
Several casual cultivators looked at each other and felt confused.
"He is only one person.
No matter how strong he is, he will at best go beyond one level."
"Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, don't be afraid of him" "Kill him" "Don't worry about anything else, kill him first and then talk about it" "Galaxy Explosion" Facing several people on the other side, Qin Yi's body was as straight as a full bow, and his eyes opened.
In an instant, his spirit was flying, and his skill increased greatly.
He punched out, and in an instant, it was like hundreds of black suns rising. , dragons and snakes rise from the land, destroying the world. bang bang bang bang bang The loud sound of flesh exploding was mixed with the screams of people.
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In the blink of an eye, these monks were all blown into pieces of flesh and mud, which condensed into thick bloody clouds in mid-air.
"You use your own lives to give this gift.
I really want to thank you."
Qin Yi sneered, stepped forward, fished it out with five fingers, and collected the thick clouds of blood into the Tiantian Tomb, turning them into energy and absorbing them all.
Taking a step forward, Qin Yi shrunk to an inch, and in an instant, he was in front of the battle formation.
The cultivators in the battle formation all stared at Qin Yi with frightened eyes.
With their eyes and expressions, it was as if they were not facing a person, but a god, a demon, a giant beast from the wild.
The cultivators in this battle formation had just seen with their own eyes that Qin Yi had beaten those casual cultivators into flesh and blood with his fingers.
And just before Qin Yi killed these casual cultivators, they also fought against these casual cultivators.
Those few casual cultivators were very powerful and fearless of death.
They possessed the cultivators of the Heavenly God Realm and had battle formations.
In this chaotic situation, they only had a slight upper hand.
But now, as soon as Qin Yi takes action, it is a direct and crushing strength.
He smashes the opponent's nearly ten people into minced meat.
The huge disparity in strength is obvious.
"You want to sneak attack me?"
Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was as real as the real thing, directly projected on the cultivator who had reached the realm of gods in the center of the battle formation.
This cultivator looked to be about the same age as Qin Yi, but Qin Yi could see the gloom and viciousness in the other person's eyes at a glance.
"I actually" the ascetic lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, which made people feel like he was afraid.
Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, his movements were as fast as lightning, raised his arm, thousands of long needles, flashing with cold light, shot towards Qin Yi: "Go to hell" The next moment, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
No one could stop his bone-penetrating nails, and that was when he deliberately attacked in a sneak attack at such a close range.
He stared at Qin Yi closely and was already waiting.
Qin Yi's body was penetrated and completely turned into a sieve covered with blood.
Qin Yi's eyes were serious and he snorted coldly.
In front of him, an explosion of energy suddenly erupted.
Bang A large mass of air exploded like boiling water.
When the oncoming bone-penetrating nail touched the air, it exploded into powder and disappeared instantly.
The huge sound produced by the gas explosion was like a thunder on the ground.
The cultivator who had turned to the realm of gods was so frightened that his whole body froze, his face turned pale, and his heart felt like it was about to burst a hole.
Even though he was like this, half of the companions who formed the battle formation next to him fainted immediately, with blood flowing from their mouths, noses and ears.
"How, how is it possible?"
This ascetic was immediately dumbfounded and stammered when he spoke: "You, you are the Eighth Transformation of the False God" "It's enough to kill you."
Qin Yi swung his sword and cut the cultivator in half.
Then, while the other person's upper body was flying up, he used another sword to chop off the other person's head.
"From the seventh level of Virtual God to the eighth level, the strength has indeed improved qualitatively.
Such a battle formation does not require much effort now
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