The first thousand three hundred and fifty-three chapters
"Well, the air restriction here is indeed more powerful. If you want to climb over this cliff, it is difficult to do so. It seems that you can only slowly find your way along this canyon."
Although Qin Fengming didn't have any hope, after knowing the truth, his heart sank.
Since talking to the withered old ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming knew that the guards who appeared in this maze were usually very irregular, so when walking in the maze, one must be vigilant at all times.
After offering up a simple shield, Qin Fengming turned around and slowly searched forward along the canyon.
After walking only more than twenty feet, a three-way intersection appeared in front of Qin Fengming.
Looking at the fork in the road in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but stop.
Since this place is a place where mazes and phantom formations coexist, Qin Fengming will naturally be careful. Looking at the forked road in front of him, Qin Fengming's consciousness completely covered the forked road in front of him. For a long time, Qin Fengming did not move again.
After a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's young face.
As the smile appeared on his face, Qin Fengming ran towards a canyon without hesitation. In just a moment, he disappeared into the mist ahead and disappeared.
Just now, Qin Fengming discovered an extremely imperceptible energy fluctuation at the huge three-way intersection and at the entrance of a canyon. Although the energy fluctuation was fleeting, it still allowed him to concentrate his consciousness.
Qin Fengming saw it in his eyes.
Based on Qin Fengming's experience, he can be sure that the extremely weak energy fluctuation should be the source of the phantom formation here.
Qin Fengming didn't know whether his move was correct, but he was convinced that within such a scope, the phantom array existed, and it must only be in an area. As long as it was not triggered, there was no doubt that the phantom array would not affect him.
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In fact, Qin Fengming's prediction was correct, but he overlooked one thing, that is, the maze is a combination of a huge phantom array and natural ditches.
Since he entered the mist, he has fallen into the maze of the Twelve Yuan Chen.
Just as Qin Fengming was cautiously moving forward and searching slowly, a roar suddenly came from in front of him, and then he saw a thick fog rolling twenty feet away, and a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fengming.
This figure is more than one foot tall, with a burly build and an extremely dull face, like a doll.
But from the astonishing coercion emanating from this figure's body, it can be seen that this is actually a ghostly thing that has reached the intermediate stage of infant transformation.
Seeing the ghosts appearing in front of him, Qin Fengming's expression couldn't help but tremble. As expected, as the withered ghost cultivator said, the ghosts appearing in this maze have the strength of a mid-stage ghost king.
As soon as the tall figure suddenly appeared, he rushed straight towards where Qin Fengming was standing. The long pointed fingers of his hands looked extremely sharp, and the dense sword light was flickering on his fingers. When people saw it, they would feel chilled in the heart.
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Qin Fengming stared with both eyes, without showing the slightest hint of panic. As soon as the magic formula in his body moved, the golden body technique was already pushed to the extreme. Then with a movement of his body, he rushed towards the tall ghost that was flying towards him.
The two sides came into contact in an instant. With a wave of his hands, Qin Fengming actually collided head-on with the tall ghost.
Amidst two dull banging sounds, the two passed by each other, missing each other by two or three feet.
"Hmph, it really is rough-skinned and thick-flesh, so it's hard to hurt this ghost at all."
The toughness of Qin Fengming's body at this time was already comparable to the body of the transformed monster. Although the ghost in front of him was also good at hand-to-hand combat, Qin Fengming did not take it seriously. After the two sides came into contact, they actually fought to a close.
No, no one took advantage.
The ghost turned around and without any hesitation, it rushed towards Qin Fengming again.
Qin Fengming assumed that he would not fight with him anymore. He opened his hands and shot out ten mountain-breaking talismans. Then he swayed and retreated backwards.
Amidst the roar, broken limbs and broken arms flew around.
Although the tall ghost's body was extremely tough, the ten mountain-breaking talismans that Qin Fengming sacrificed, under his control, hit one point on the ghost's body at the same time.
The power of the mountain-breaking talisman's attack means that if a monk in the middle stage of Yihua Ying stood still and only relied on the aura to protect his body, he would definitely be seriously injured if he withstood a blow.
Ten mountain-breaking talismans attacked at the same time, and its power can be imagined. Qin Fengming was not surprised at all when he was able to kill the ghost at once, as if it had been expected by him.
Looking at the body of the ghost that turned into pieces of flesh in front of him, Qin Fengming was speechless for a moment, because in just the blink of an eye, the broken body slowly shrank in size at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared without a trace.
It turns out that these ghosts in the middle stage of Ghost Lord are all formed by the condensed Yin Qi here. As long as the body dies, they will decompose and reintegrate into the surrounding thick mist.
Seeing this, Qin Fengming no longer stopped, turned around, and ran towards the distance.
Ten feet later, a crossroads appeared in front of Qin Fengming.
With a flash of light in his eyes, weak energy fluctuations flashed at the entrances of the two canyons.
Once Qin Fengming discovered it, he hid in a canyon without any hesitation...
An hour later, a figure flashed, and the withered old ghost cultivator appeared from a canyon.
Looking at the young monk in front of him who showed no signs of any injuries, a look of surprise flashed across his withered face.
"My little friend, aren't you trapped in the phantom formation, fighting with several ghosts in the middle stage of the Ghost Lord? Why don't you show any injuries on your body? Is it possible that my little friend has a powerful treasure and can't defend yourself?"
After pondering, the old ghost cultivator couldn't help but ask.
Only when he heard the words of the ghost cultivator in front of him did Qin Fengming understand. It turned out that there were several ghosts in the illusory formation. Only by killing the ghosts in them would the illusory formation be destroyed.
"Well, it may be due to my luck that I didn't encounter any phantom formations along the way, but I did encounter a few ghosts in the Ghost King realm blocking my way. I managed to kill them with all my strength after I tried my best.
"Qin Fengming, of course, would not say anything directly and explained casually.
After hearing Qin Fengming's explanation, the old ghost cultivator's eyes flickered. He also knew a little bit about Qin Fengming's methods. Although he didn't know why monks in the Chengdan realm had such powerful methods, but with the powerful attack at the beginning, Tu had the ghost king realm.
And a ghost that doesn't have many supernatural powers can still do it after thinking about it.
Looking at Qin Fengming, the old ghost cultivator did not delve into the matter any further. He pondered for a moment and said: "Little friend, you and I will act together, but the number of guards we will encounter will increase exponentially. Within the illusion formation, the attacks displayed will also increase exponentially."
It will double, and the deeper you go into the maze, the more guards will appear. This means you have to use the magic circle I have."
"Haha, senior, don't worry, junior will definitely not disappoint senior. As long as it is the kind of ghost that was caught with only four limbs, junior can use the magic circle to kill it."
Of course, Qin Fengming would not say that he had more than a thousand mountain-breaking talismans on his body and could easily kill those ghosts. It was much more cost-effective to just waste some spirit stones to pass through this area than to waste the mountain-breaking talismans.
The two of them no longer hesitated, and quickly ran forward with the old ghost cultivator leading the way.