All the disciples of the Qinglong Gang were extremely shocked. After all, this kind of fight between immortal masters was rare for these people. The huge sound in the air and the suffocating pressure also made these mortals feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
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The mortals in the Feng family also felt the same way, and the three monks all looked gloomy. They thought that joining forces to kill Yin Qingyun today would help the Feng family seize all the power in Lanzhou, but something unexpected happened suddenly.
When Feng Fan first appeared, the three of them were secretly happy. They hoped that the two sides would fight in a lose-lose situation so that they could reap the benefits. But what was shocking was that they did not expect that the strength of this peak-level monk in the middle stage of foundation building was actually
Above Yin Qingyun.
Under the constant attack of Feng Fan's talisman transformed into a long sword, Yin Qingyun retreated step by step. Seeing the talisman in front of him transformed into a shield gradually dimming in color, and realizing that the true energy on it was rapidly draining, Yin Qingyun gritted his teeth and began to retreat rapidly.
Seeing that Yin Qingyun was about to escape, Feng Fan flicked his right hand and two talismans flew out. Two spiders several inches long, dark brown in body and with a ferocious light in their eyes appeared a few feet behind Yin Qingyun.
Feeling two cold breaths behind him, Yin Qingyun looked back and saw two monsters several inches in length. Yin Qingyun was shocked, "Poison Blood Spider!" An extremely terrifying name of the monster immediately echoed in the room.
In Yin Qingyun's mind, as a monk at the peak level in the late stage of foundation building, Yin Qingyun recognized the names of the two monsters behind him at a glance, and he was also very familiar with the characteristics of these monsters.
"Beast Soul Talisman..." The three monks below were also shocked in their hearts and muttered secretly. After all, the Beast Soul Talisman is a relatively precious talisman, and Feng Fan can use two of them at one time, so this cannot be ignored.
The three monks were shocked.
Under the control of Feng Fan's consciousness, two first-class poisonous blood spiders at the peak level violently sprayed out several black mist towards Yin Qingyun. Seeing the poisonous mist approaching, Yin Qingyun hurriedly patted the storage box
A magic talisman flew out of the bag. Yin Qingyun pointed at the magic talisman. The magic talisman suddenly disappeared, and a purple light mask appeared around Yin Qingyun's body.
"Chichichichi..." Several soft sounds came. Although the black mist was blocked by the purple light mask, it seemed that this poisonous mist was extremely corrosive. The moment it came into contact with the light mask,
, the mask made a soft sound, and then several streaks of white mist appeared. The mask trembled for a while, and the color dimmed a little. Yin Qingyun was shocked, and immediately fired several streams of true energy into the mask, and the mask stopped trembling just now
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Under the control of Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness, two poisonous blood spiders attacked Yin Qingyun crazily. Yin Qingyun's strength was originally slightly weaker than Feng Fan, coupled with the constant attacks of two first-class high-level poisonous monsters behind him
, this made Yin Qingyun extremely panicked.
After the two poisonous blood spiders sprayed out several streams of venom, they directly hit the purple shield around Yin Qingyun's body with their bodies. Yin Qingyun's face turned extremely ugly when he heard bursts of muffled sounds.
If in normal times, Yin Qingyun faced two first-class high-level monsters, he would kill them in a very short time, but now he was dealing with Feng Fan, who was stronger than him.
The frontal attack was already overwhelming, and coupled with these two ferocious monsters, Yin Qingyun was in such an embarrassing situation.
After Feng Fan's talisman turned into a long sword and struck again, Yin Qingyun's small sword hit the yellow shield in front of him. With a "bang", the shield turned into nothingness due to the exhaustion of true energy.
The small sword continued to retreat under the attack of Feng Fan's long sword, and hit the purple light shield. Feeling the violent mantra fluctuations coming from the light shield, Yin Qingyun's face turned pale.
At this moment, the long sword formed by Feng Fan's spiritual talisman disappeared into thin air due to the exhaustion of real energy, and the two poisonous blood spiders behind him disappeared after a final round of impact on the purple light shield.
It then collapsed.
Seeing this scene, Yin Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The opponent's several magic talismans were finally exhausted, and it seemed that he should escape at this time. Yin Qingyun was about to escape after thinking like a spark of electricity, when Feng Fan's mind moved, and ten silver talismans
The needle appeared in front of me.
Yin Qingyun was horrified when he felt the aura emanating from the silver needle. This top-grade flying needle magic weapon was extremely lethal, especially for shield type defense. Yin Qingyun took pictures of the storage bag, and two magic talismans suddenly appeared in his hand.
Yin Qingyun waved his right hand, and two layers of shields of different colors immediately appeared around his body.
Feng Fan fired several powerful streams of true energy into the silver needle in front of him, and then the magic formula changed, and ten silver needles shot out. "Chichichichichi..." There were countless muffled sounds, and the silver needles continued.
The outer layer of the light shield around Yin Qingyun's body trembled violently and was about to collapse.
The expressions of the following three Foundation Establishment Stage monks all changed. The limit for a Foundation Establishment Stage monk to be able to control magic weapons at the same time is generally five. If they practice certain methods that enhance their spiritual consciousness, this number may increase to six or seven. However,
It is incredible that Feng Fan controls ten silver needles, the best magic weapon, at one time.
Yin Qingyun's complexion changed greatly, and he patted the storage bag without hesitation, and a light yellow talisman appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a huge wave of true energy washed out, not only the three monks below, but also Feng Feng
Fan's expression changed after he felt this aura.
"Heaven-level talisman!" Feng Fan was shocked. He saw a bone shield sealed on the talisman in Yin Qingyun's hand. It turned out that this bone shield talisman was an intermediate-level heaven-level talisman. It originally belonged to the small demon cultivating sect that Yin Qingyun belonged to.
The treasure of Zhenpai.
At that time, Yin Qingyun gained the trust of the elders in the sect and was responsible for guarding the treasure house. Originally, this talisman was sealed in a ban, but Yin Qingyun learned how to open the ban by chance, so one night, he secretly
He opened the restriction, stole the talisman, and then fled the sect. Seeing the critical moment of life and death, he sacrificed the talisman without hesitation. As Yin Qingyun's true essence swarmed in, the bone shield talisman slowly
It lit up.
At this moment, the outer mask around Yin Qingyun's body was defeated by the silver needles, and the silver needles continued to attack the inner mask. Feng Fan suddenly waved to the silver needles, and all the silver needles flew back.
Yin Qingyun was wondering, Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the Purple Yue Golden Wheel shot out from the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The Purple Yue Golden Wheel carried the fierce attack power to Yin Qingyun
in front of me.
Countless subtle friction sounds lingered in Yin Qingyun's ears. Feeling the light barrier that was about to collapse, Yin Qingyun felt a fear of death in his heart. Yin Qingyun turned over with one hand, and three earth-level talismans of various levels appeared.
In the left hand, as the true energy poured in, the three talismans turned into three layers of light masks of different colors.
Feng Fan frowned slightly as he looked at the three layers of light shields that appeared around Yin Qingyun's body. Opponent's talismans appeared one after another. If the opponent was not killed quickly, the opponent would have a chance to activate the heaven-level talismans.
In fact, when Yin Qingyun left, he not only stole the heaven-level talismans, but also stole many earth-level talismans. Otherwise, it would be difficult for a foundation-building monk to have so many spiritual talismans. Feng Fan pointed with his right hand, and the Purple Yue Golden Wheel flew back.
Feng Fan turned his hand over, and a purple bead appeared in his hand.
"This is..." Neither Yin Qingyun nor the three monks below knew much about the purple bead in Feng Fan's hand. Feng Fan retreated quickly, then flicked his right hand, and the purple jade divine bead shot out.
When he came out and approached the outer protective shield around Yin Qingyun's body, Feng Fan's mind moved, and the purple jade divine bead exploded.
With a loud "boom" sound, several layers of defensive talismans and true energy shields around Yin Qingyun's body collapsed instantly. Yin Qingyun's body flew out like a kite with broken strings, blood spurted from his mouth, and he died immediately.
The jade slips and the heaven-level talismans that had not yet been opened fell from mid-air.
Feng Fan made a move with his right hand, and the talisman and jade slip flew into Feng Fan's hands. Seeing the power of the purple jade divine bead, Feng Fan couldn't help but think of the black magic bead. In Yimang Mountain, there were several layers of defense around Feng Fan's body, but
Among them, the power of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation was several times greater than the spiritual talisman, so Feng Fan did not suffer any harm at that time.
Many people in the rivers and lakes below who were close to the Purple Jade Divine Bead were shocked by the aftershock of the Purple Jade Divine Bead and vomited blood. If the Purple Jade Divine Bead had not exploded at high altitude, more people below would have been unable to escape the disaster.
Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the soul-capturing bag flew out from the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and then shot downwards. A red light ball flew out of Yin Qingyun's remains in a panic. It was Yin Qingyun's body.
Soul.
If it weren't for the shield made of three layers of defense talismans and the obstruction of the true essence shield, Yin Qingyun would have been destroyed physically and mentally at that time. When the red light group saw the soul-capturing bag, it immediately let out a cry of terror, but as Feng Fan
He cast a spell at the soul-capturing bag, and the red light ball was quickly sucked in by the soul-capturing bag.
After collecting the soul-capturing bag, Feng Fan changed his right hand's magic formula and instantly formed countless silver-colored ice cones above his right hand. Feng Fan used his consciousness to lock onto some of the Qinglong Gang members wearing important clothes below, and moved his right hand down.
Turning over, countless rays of silver light shot downwards overwhelmingly. Countless screams resounded through the top of Qinglong Mountain. In an instant, more than a hundred people were killed by ice picks that penetrated their bodies. All the disciples of the Qinglong Gang were shocked.
"If anyone dares to take revenge on Ah Feng and his family, this will be the fate!" Feng Fan's loud voice resounded through the top of the mountain and echoed for a long time. The three monks below looked at each other, shocked by what they had just seen.