Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Chapter 522 One sound after another, like the call of the god of death.

Jun Wuchi's eyebrows and eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost and snow. His eyes were closed at this moment. It was not known whether it was because it was too cold or something else, but his face was pale and he looked in very bad condition.

"Isn't this Jun Wuchi?" Yanjun also saw Jun Wuchi and asked in surprise, "Why did he faint here?"

Fu Sheng was also very surprised.

This place is less than fifty meters away from where she was just now, and it is very likely that she is still in the same illusion area.

So... Jun Wuchi is now trapped in an illusion just like she was before?

As soon as Fu Sheng had this thought, Qiqi's voice appeared in his mind: "Quick, kill Jun Wuchi while he is trapped in the Heart-Tracing Realm!"

Qiqi spoke suddenly, which scared Fusheng.

Hearing the name of the fantasy world he mentioned, Fu Sheng was slightly startled, "The Heart Realm?"

Isn’t this the illusion that the eighth realm and the inner demon realm that Yuan Xiu mentioned before are somewhat similar?

"Yes." Qiqi replied, and then urged: "Jun Wuchi's consciousness is still in the illusion. Now is the time when he is least prepared. Hurry up and act!"

"Isn't it true that one enters the Heart Realm with one's body?" Fu Sheng asked curiously after hearing Qiqi's response.

Yuan Xiu had said before that the Heart Realm was the same as the Heart Demon Realm, in that one had to enter the realm with the body. It was extremely difficult for people with heart demons to break out, and they would most likely be trapped to death inside.

After Youle finished listening to it, he was still muttering about letting Jun Wuchi fall into the realm of Suxin.

——But now she can clearly see Jun Wuchi.

"Don't ask so many questions now. Let's talk about it after killing Jun Wuchi."

Qiqi was obviously more anxious than Fusheng. Seeing that Fusheng had not taken any action after she finished speaking, Qiqi could not help but ask again: "Fusheng?"

This time when he entered the Divine Realm, Jun Wuchi's strength was obviously much improved compared to a year ago. It was not an easy task for Fu Sheng and the others to kill Jun Wuchi. Now that Jun Wuchi was trapped in an illusion and his body was outside without any ability to fight back, this was the best time to attack Jun Wuchi. If they missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to attack him if Jun Wuchi woke up.

"...I know." Listening to Qiqi's urging, Fu Sheng bit his lip and responded.

She gathered spiritual energy in her hands and struck towards Jun Wuchi.

However, when the spiritual energy approached Jun Wuchi's body, a light golden protective shield rose around him, blocking all of Fu Sheng's attacks.

Fu Sheng was surprised: "This is..."

Qiqi seemed to have expected this situation, but was not too surprised. She just said: "Use the painting spirit to attack."

Fu Sheng frowned, but before he started to move his hands, he saw that the Tianshan Snow Fire, which had been released to the side before, suddenly wrapped around him again.

The snow and fire formed an ice wall in front of Fu Sheng, blocking Jun Wuchi behind the ice wall.

It seemed as if he was trying to prevent Fu Sheng from attacking Jun Wuchi.

"What are you..."

Fu Sheng was surprised. She had a certain telepathy with Tianshan Xuehuo and she could clearly feel that Tianshan Xuehuo was very anxious.

She suddenly thought that it was the Tianshan Snow Fire that brought her to Junwuchi. Combined with its current reaction, an idea came to Fusheng's mind: "Do you know him?"

The Tianshan Snow Fire jumped a little, as if responding to Fu Sheng's words.

Seeing Tianshan Xuehuo admit it, Fu Sheng was speechless.

So it brought her here because it actually wanted her to save Jun Wuchi?

Fu Sheng said in his heart: "Qiqi, the strange fire won't let me attack Jun Wuchi."

"There is a contract between you two, it can't stop you." Qiqi didn't care, "You can just use the painting spirit to attack directly."

'Oh……'

Seeing Fu Sheng's hesitation, Qi Qi saw what she meant and said, "Don't you want to attack Jun Wuchi?"

Qiqi's tone at this time was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Fu Sheng hesitated, "After all, he saved me before, and we worked together before..."

Fu Sheng couldn't tell how she felt. When she saw that her spiritual power attacking Jun Wuchi was blocked, she was actually relieved. But now when she heard Qiqi asking her to use her painting spirit to attack again, Fu Sheng felt heavy in her heart again.

Spiritual energy is easy to deal with, but once the painted spirit is drawn out, it will kill with one strike.

Although she had always said that she would find a way to kill Jun Wuchi, she was somewhat hesitant to do it when the perfect opportunity came and Jun Wuchi was unable to fight back.

Even she felt that she was too indecisive.

"Fu Sheng, you'd better think it through. If Jun Wuchi doesn't die, Yan Su will die." Qi Qi knew what Fu Sheng cared about very well. He didn't need to persuade him any more. He just needed to put the result in front of Fu Sheng.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Fu Sheng stopped talking.

Her expression was heavy. She raised her hand and bit her fingertips, then drew the word "kill" in the air.

With each stroke of the word "kill", the surrounding wind and snow seemed to sense the murderous intent in it and rolled around Fu Sheng.

After the last dot was completed, a blood-red word "kill" was formed in the air, and it moved towards Jun Wuchi with overwhelming force.

Just as Qiqi said, the Tianshan Snow Fire that built an ice wall in front of Fusheng could not stop Fusheng's painting spirit at all. The word "kill" passed straight through the ice wall without any obstruction.

Jun Wuchi lay on the ground, still motionless, seemingly unaware of the danger he was about to face.

Fu Sheng clearly felt that when his painting spirit passed through the ice wall of Tianshan Snow and Fire, the Tianshan Snow and Fire was very scorching. The ice wall instantly became nothingness, and the flames were running wildly, as if it was jumping in anxiety.

Fu Sheng felt very upset. She ignored Tianshan Xuehuo's reaction and just stared at Jun Wuchi.

Just as the word "kill" was about to fall on Jun Wuchi, a white light suddenly appeared on Jun Wuchi's chest.

Then, a chessboard appeared in the air.

When he saw the chessboard, Fu Sheng's breathing quickened, his body tensed up, and he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Just like before, the word "kill" was bounced off the chessboard the moment it touched the chessboard, and then headed straight towards Fu Sheng.

Not only that, after this rebound, the word "kill" was also wrapped in a layer of faint golden color, as if it had been strengthened. It was even more powerful than the one Fu Sheng had just drawn!

"Quickly draw the spirit to cancel it out!" Qiqi's voice in my mind shouted.

At the same time, I could hear the worried screams of Yanyun and Xiaoman.

Fu Sheng could only see the eye-catching word "Kill" coming towards her at lightning speed. She wanted to raise her hand and draw the word "Disappear" to block it, but the speed of the word "Kill" doubled after rebounding, and she was simply too late!

The feeling of death was overwhelming, and the murderous intent locked Fu Sheng's entire body. All sounds in his ears disappeared, and Fu Sheng could only hear his own thundering heartbeat.

One call after another, like the call of the god of death.

At this moment, Fu Sheng saw the space in front of him distorted, and invisible ripples spread in the air.

Then a bony, pale hand emerged from the ripples.

Along with it, there was a suffocating pressure.