Yu Qingqian quickly pulled out the red bow and arrows after the sixteen arrows passed by and shot seven more arrows in a row.

   The sixteen spirit kings tried to block Yu Qingqian's arrows, but the arrows were not only activated one step ahead of them, but also too fast, so they could only mobilize the strongest defense of Lingzhi's armor.

   "Pump Chi!!"

   An arrow passed through the attack and defense of the sixteen Spirit Kings, and shot straight into their bodies.

   Among them, nine arrows directly passed through the armor of the nine spiritual kings with the highest cultivation level, and their hearts were instantly penetrated. They were ruthless, accurate, and fast, killing them with one blow.

   These nine arrows are the Luohu bow that Yu Qingqian gave when he returned home, which can break through all the defenses of the Spirit King's cultivation.

   The nine spirit kings widened their eyes, filled with unbelievable horror, and immediately fell to the ground and died.

  The other seven people were shot by the bows and arrows presented before the seal. Although they did not die, they were seriously injured.

   "Withdraw." One of them shouted: "Eighth Elder, help!"

   The seven men quickly retreated while clutching the wound of the arrow, trying to stay away from Yu Qingqian's attack.

   "It's too late." Yu Qing sneered lightly, and shot seven arrows one after another mercilessly through the seven people who were running away.

   "Pfft!!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, cracks appeared in the armor of the seven people, and the seven arrows were blasted open together with their bodies, and instantly the whole forest flew into flesh and blood.

   Yu Qing's face was expressionless, like an envoy from hell, with a cold and stern killing intent in his eyes.

   "No!" An angry voice sounded, and a force with endless killing intent came out of nowhere and landed directly on Yu Qingqian's body.

   "Boom!" Yu Qingqian's body kept going backwards, the pendant on her neck shrouded her with a layer of soft light, and the force of the original fatal blow was completely removed.

   Yu Qingqian waved to the ground, and the arrows of the nine Luohu bows flew back to her hands quickly.

   Without hesitation, she blessed the Demon Emperor Grass and supernatural powers and quickly shot arrows at a figure approaching from the sky not far away.

   "Humph!" The man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and the nine arrows were swept to the ground by a powerful force, and he quickly lost his spirituality.

  Yu Qing narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Is this the power of the Spirit Emperor?"

   "Xiao Qingqing, don't use the rabbit to beat the wolf, I will use all my strength to bless you, run away quickly." Gu Yan said anxiously.

Just now, Yu Qingqian killed sixteen spirit kings in an instant, which shocked him a lot. He had to praise his apprentice for his archery skills, but facing a spirit emperor-level spiritual planter, it was like hitting a stone with an egg. , the only way to escape is to escape.

   Seeing that Yu Qingqian actually used his spiritual power to promote the plants around him, Gu Yan couldn't help but remind: "Leave the green hills without worrying about burning wood, Xiao Qingqing, don't be impulsive!"

   At this moment, he also discovered that a strong bloodthirsty aura was leaking from Yu Qingqian's body, like rushing out from the pile of countless dead people to kill a god, the evil spirit lingering around, it was unbelievable.

"Master, your mental support will be used again later. He has already locked my breath, and the speed is not comparable to me. Only by entangling him can we escape." Yu Qingqian's eyes were at this moment. There is a little more scarlet, and the whole body exudes suffocation and violence, but the words are very calm.

  Gu Yan sighed and asked, "How many times can your pendant resist the attack of the Spirit Emperor?"

  Gu Yan's vision is very high, and it is natural to see that the pendant that Yu Qingqian inspired just now is actually a defensive spiritual tool.