Qian Qing only felt that he was holding his blood in his heart, but he didn't care about the attacks of Moying and Tianji Camp at all.

There are many people in Moying and Tianji Camp, can there be more corpse soldiers?

Their cultivation is higher than that of the corpse soldiers, but is it higher than the guards of the heavenly level and the innate initial level around them?

He had already inquired about it. These people have only been with Jun Muyan for a year or two.

Originally, these people were just slaves in the cave of ten thousand people, or very ordinary qualifications.

How much benefit can it be after only a year or two?

Qian Qing looked at Mu Yan like that with a hot look.

When all the women's men were killed, she would cried and cried and cried, and handed over the child formed by the fairy fetus.

Plop! Plop!

Suddenly, two heads rolled to his feet, with a strong smell of blood.

Qian Qing frowned and kicked one away.

These must be those useless corpse soldiers.

The corpse soldiers who have not yet been cultivated are useless. If you hit them a few times, they will be useless.

Qian Qing was about to kick the second head away, but suddenly, his movements stopped.

His eyes widened a little bit, and then he looked at the face that was so close to him in disbelief.

The face was covered with blood, his eyes were wide open, and his whole face was filled with horror and disbelief.

But...but this is clearly not the face of the corpse soldier, but... it is the guard beside him.

That is a peak guard at the sky level!

Qian Qing suddenly looked up and his body suddenly became dull.

"No... impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

I don’t know when it started, but half of the guards around him had lost.

And those corpse soldiers were even more like cutting melons and vegetables, and their heads were cut off one by one.

With a bang, a corpse fell to Qian Qing.

A long mouth on my stomach was cracking and blood flowed out.

The guard grabbed Qian Qing's hand and hissed, "Save me! Save... Save me!"

Qian Qing screamed in surprise and suddenly threw away the guard.

Soon, people from Moying rushed up, took a knife and cut off the guard's head.

"That's a master of heaven, or even innateness! How could it be?! How could it be so vulnerable?!"

Qian Qing let out an almost hysterical roar.

Then, melodious music slowly came to his ears.

Those musical sounds are obviously so beautiful and wonderful.

But it sounded like Qian Qing's ears made him feel hot and restless all over, and he could not condense the mysterious energy well.

On the contrary, the Moying and Tianji Camp listened to the sound of the piano, but they were like Feng Lun's voice, and became more and more brave as they fought.

Qian Qing's dull gaze moved to Mu Yan's hand little by little.

The girl's hands are so beautiful, as white as jade, with even joints and slender.

When you gently pluck the strings, it seems like you are plucking the strings of a person's heart with a feather.

Between finger movements, beautiful musical notes flow out and jump into the air.

But it was such a pair of delicate and pure hands, and this wonderful and melodious music, that led an unimaginable killing.

Kagura's third-level skill - [Yuchang Jinghong].

Group assist skills, locking one's and enemy personnel with piano sound.

Within a quarter of an hour, the strength of our own personnel increased by 30%, and the enemy personnel decreased by 30%.

What is this concept?

It means that Qian Qing’s innate level guards have been pulled to the heavenly level.

The original local or early-level people in the Moying Camp were all elevated to the level of these guards.
Chapter completed!