"Ah, junior, what kind of spiritual beast is this? It can swallow ghosts. Could it be that this is the legendary soul-eating beast?"
Suddenly seeing Qin Fengming release a small yellow beast, he destroyed a secret technique that it relied heavily on. The face of the old man opposite him suddenly changed with shock. After thinking about it for a moment, he even changed his expression and said urgently.
"Hmph, you don't care what kind of spiritual beast Qin is, what other methods you have, try it again."
At this time, the old man already understood in his heart that the monk in front of him, who was in the early stages of becoming an elixir, was not an ordinary monk. The fact that he could come to chase him alone showed that his own methods must be extraordinary.
"Junior, this has just begun. I haven't used my methods yet. I'm going to move my hands and feet and spend some energy to see how many tricks I can do."
Following the old man's words, there was a wave of powerful power, and a black horse nearly twenty feet long shot out, slashing towards Qin Fengming's location.
This old man actually put away those ghostly secret arts and sacrificed his natal magic weapon.
Facing the magic weapon of the old man who was at the peak of Chengdan cultivation, Qin Fengming did not feel any strange at all. With a movement of his mind, the scorching sun and cold light sword pierced the air, and he quickly attacked him.
With the banging sound, the old man's giant black blade was intercepted. When the two sides collided, it was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.
The old ghost cultivator was shocked when he saw this scene. The object offered by the other party did not have any ancient flavor at all. He could tell at a glance that it was an object refined in modern times, but after hundreds of years of cultivation, it was his own magic weapon.
Under the attack, he showed no sign of being invincible.
After his expression changed slightly, the old man's expression became condensed. He made a secret in his hand and quickly spit out spells. With a wave of his right hand, he pointed straight towards Qin Fengming.
"disease!"
Amidst the sound of a curse, a huge black light that was more than ten feet in size flashed and shot towards where Qin Fengming was standing.
The energy of this black light is so astonishing that it seems to have the power to crack mountains and crack rocks.
Watching the opponent's technique attentively, Qin Fengming would not be easily attacked by the opponent. Under the movement of the magic formula in his body, an equally astonishing colorful horse shot out from his hand.
"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the old ghost cultivator's blow, which he thought was quite powerful, disappeared under the multicolored sword light of the young man opposite.
As the attack disappeared, the old ghost cultivator was already filled with fear. He knew in his heart how powerful this secret technique was. Even the magic weapon of a cultivator at the peak of Chengdan would definitely be able to resist it.
It will be knocked away by this secret technique and it will be difficult to stop it at all.
But the monk in the early stage of becoming an elixir opposite him only used a burst of five-color sword energy to break his own secret technique. This situation was the first time he had encountered it in hundreds of years since he entered the realm of becoming an elixir.
"Haha, old ghost, it's hard to shake Qin with this secret technique of yours, so you'd better use your special skills."
Seeing that his secret spirit-killing technique was so powerful, Qin Fengming felt excited.
The monks perform their own secret techniques based on the monk's own magic power. The deeper the monk's own magic power, the more powerful the power released by his secret techniques.
At this time, Qin Fengming's own magical power was as deep as that of the Infant Transformation Monk. It was reasonable for this secret spiritual power to show such power.
"Hmph, junior, don't be too happy. I have many tricks. If you can take this blow again, I can let you live this time."
Looking at the young monk opposite, the old man's eyes were full of coldness and coldness. Under his frown, his hands began to change rapidly, and spells spewed out from his mouth rapidly.
Immediately, a black and shiny ball appeared on his hands, which were rapidly changing techniques.
Seeing the old man's actions, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel very cautious.
With a flash in his heart, he would no longer sit back and wait for an attack. In a flash of his body, he had already lost his figure on the spot.
Regarding Qin Fengming's sudden disappearance, the old ghost cultivator did not show any signs of panic. He moved his hands quickly and shouted loudly: "Get up!"
Following this loud shout, Qin Fengming, who was using rapid movements to get close to the old man opposite, suddenly felt his body froze, and his rapidly moving figure immediately became as slow as moving through mud.
Just when Qin Fengming was frightened, a huge black ball that was more than ten feet tall suddenly appeared around his body, covering him instantly.
"Gah ga ga, junior, if you can withstand my ghost fire formation and escape, I will let you go."
Following the old man's roar of laughter, a cold and extremely cold aura suddenly appeared in the huge ball. A green flame immediately appeared above Qin Fengming's head.
The flame was extremely cold and contained no heat at all. Just by glancing at it with his eyes, Qin Fengming trembled all over. An icy coldness that made his heart tremble immediately filled his whole body.
Following the urging of the old ghost cultivator, the icy-cold flames immediately rolled, and fistfuls of green fireballs fell from the sky more than ten feet away, covering Qin Fengming.
With his brows furrowed, Qin Fengming did not hesitate. As soon as the magic formula in his body moved, a ball of emerald green flame appeared in his palm. With the urging of his spiritual thoughts, it immediately rose into the sky.
As soon as it was displayed in the air, a dragon and a bird appeared. With a movement of spiritual thought, two spiritual beasts transformed from emerald green flames covered Qin Fengming's head.
As the several-foot-long body shook, none of the green flames falling from the air fell. They were all absorbed into the body by one dragon and one bird.
When the green flames in the sky merged into the body of the dragon and bird, they did not show any discomfort at all. Instead, they sang dragons and birds several times, appearing to be extremely happy.
Seeing that his soul-devouring ghost fire was not afraid of the other party's will-o'-the-wisp at all, Qin Fengming was overjoyed, but at the urging of his spiritual thoughts, the emerald green dragon shook its head and tail, and immediately flew towards the sea of fire in the air.
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In an instant, the several-foot-long emerald green dragon was submerged into the sea of fire. The emerald green flames surrounding its body were swept away, and large areas of green yin fire were contaminated by it into its huge body.
"Ah, junior, you...you actually have such a powerful magic flame?"
What happened in the huge ball would not be hidden from the old man. The powerful secret technique that he relied on to become famous and protect himself had no effect at all in front of the young man opposite. Instead, it seemed to be a sacrifice of the other party.
A great nourishing food for spiritual beasts transformed by the flames.
At this moment, the old ghost cultivator found it hard to believe what was happening in front of him.
This secret technique was a secret technique that he practiced with all his strength when he had just advanced to the realm of ghost commander. This secret technique has already killed several cultivators at the peak of Chengdan.
And the young monk in front of him, who looked to be only in his twenties, actually had a strange fire in his body that was more powerful than the flame created by his own secret technique. This was really hard for him to believe.