Qin Fengming, who was trapped in the magic circle, certainly didn't know anything about the outside world.
Although facing the trapping array, he had no idea what kind of array it was, but he also knew at this time that this array might be a trapping array. His own attack was definitely not extremely powerful. Otherwise, as soon as he entered the array, he would definitely be
You will be violently attacked.
Looking at the huge ** array with energy fluctuations flashing rapidly around him, Qin Fengming frowned and did not dare to stay in this array.
The people in the demon world are not reliable allies. It would be extremely unrealistic to expect the other party to break the formation. If you want to escape from the formation quickly, you have to rely on yourself.
When he raised his hand, the talisman in his hand was not released, but a multicolored sword light flashed out.
"Boom!" With a loud sound, I saw a huge array covering the wall. At the moment when the sword light was about to touch the wall, thick energy traveled rapidly on the wall, and a huge wave of energy was released.
The black energy suddenly appeared, and in a flash, it blocked Qin Fengming's Qingyan sword light.
Looking at the huge wall that was not shaking at all, Qin Fengming was not shocked at all, but a smile suddenly appeared on his young face.
At this time, he was even more certain that the magic formation he was trapped in was a passive defensive magic formation. Although Qin Fengming was slightly shocked by the defensive power, Qin Fengming was not afraid of this kind of magic formation.
With a flick of his hand, the thunder talisman had disappeared. With a movement of the magic formula within his body, and with his hands waving, streaks of sword light shot out in all directions like water bursting through a dike.
Looking from a distance, Qin Fengming seemed to be like a huge sword mass, and in just a moment, hundreds of colorful sword lights were fired out in all directions.
Qin Fengming's movements were exactly the Thirteen Styles of Piaoliu Sword Technique that he had learned as a child.
Back when he was in the Jingyun Sect's formation, he had already integrated the Qing Yan Sword Technique into the swordsmanship in the secular martial arts world. Now when he used it again, the power was already many times more powerful than before.
Hundreds of sword rays that were comparable to the blows of a monk in the late stage of infant transformation were unleashed by Qin Fengming using the Thirteen Styles of Piaoliu Sword Technique, and they struck the huge restricting wall around him almost simultaneously.
"Boom! Boom!~~~" Hundreds of huge roaring sounds resounded within the huge wall at the same time.
Following the sharp slash of the huge sword light, a crisp explosion sounded amidst the huge roaring sound.
The seemingly powerful trapping formation was easily disintegrated by Qin Fengming's attack and was destroyed before his eyes.
There are hundreds of Qingyan swords that are as powerful as a single blow from a great monk. They are so powerful that even a monk at the peak of Huaying would never dare to face the peak and resist it.
Even if the senior who originally created the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue had seen Qin Fengming's move, he would have been stunned on the spot, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
The secret arts of monks are generally based on the monk's own magic power. The deeper the magic power, the more powerful the secret skills he performs. But if a monk can use hundreds of secret skills attacks in a moment, it will be very difficult for most people.
For a monk, it is absolutely difficult to do.
To activate secret techniques, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate mana before it can be used.
As for Qin Fengming's Qing Yan Sword Technique, although it may be slightly inferior to the same secret techniques in terms of one-hit power, it is a different approach and its rapid activation is difficult to compare with other secret techniques.
Although the mana consumed by each activation is extremely huge, for Qin Fengming, mana is something that he is most afraid of consuming. Even if it is consumed like this for several days, there will be no sign of depletion.
The power of this wave of attacks is no different from that of dozens of late-stage Huaying Daxiu cultivators attacking this magic circle at the same time. Faced with such a powerful attack, no matter how tough the magic circle is, it will definitely be broken in an instant.
Although Qing Yan's sword light looks extremely sharp in breaking through this magic circle, it is absolutely difficult to have such an effect if it wants to attack a great monk. Because the sword light cannot be changed at will, and with the skill of a great monk, it is natural
Can be easily avoided.
As the huge wall in front of him disappeared, a dozen feet away from where Qin Fengming was standing, a middle-level Ghost Lord monk with a blank expression suddenly appeared.
Looking at the figure of the young monk in front of him, this middle-stage ghost king monk could hardly believe what was happening in front of him.
Holding a jet-black formation disk with various marks already showing in his hand, this mid-level ghost king monk had no sparkle left in his eyes.
With this magic formation in his hand, Taishang Ancestor once said that even if a cultivator at the top of the Ghost Lord's body enters this magic formation, it will definitely be difficult to break out of it in an instant.
But the young monk who seemed to be the only one in the early stage of the Ghost Lord in front of him only fell into the magic circle and broke out of the formation before even half a stick of incense arrived. Thinking back to the hundred or so rituals performed by the young man just now, they contained extremely powerful power.
With such a powerful attack, the mid-stage Ghost King cultivator no longer had the slightest desire to fight with it.
"Humph, you actually got Qin into the magic circle. Damn it."
Suddenly seeing the magic circle being broken, Qin Fengming's face turned cold. As a master of magic, he was trapped in the magic circle by the opponent, so he was extremely angry.
His body swayed slightly, and he was already standing in front of the middle-level ghost king monk who was still a little sluggish. With a raise of his hand, a forbidden energy had entered the monk's body. With a wave of his hand, the middle-level ghost king monk came to his aid.
Disappear.
Looking at the hundreds of monks fighting together hundreds of feet away, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, and he had an idea. After whispering a few words, his body flashed and he flew towards the Yin Sect monk.
And go.
Faced with these monks from the ghost world who came to his door, Qin Fengming certainly would not have any kind thoughts.
As he moved his figure, he was like a faint five-color light and shadow, and was revealed in the crowd of hundreds of Jiyin Sect monks.
As soon as the three great monks left, the monks of the Yin Sect, who were several times the same as the demon monks, surrounded the demon world people who had formed two magic circles. Under the leadership of more than a dozen ghost king monks, they also formed themselves.
After setting up four magic circles, they started to fight with the monks from the Demon Realm.
The combined attack formation of the monks was so powerful that a monk in the early or middle stage of the Ghost King could not resist it. However, as soon as the two formations came into contact, everyone in the demon world was shocked.
The monks in the ghost world mainly focus on driving magic weapons and secret techniques, while the people in the demon world are good at cultivating their bodies. The power of the magic circle formed by the two parties is obviously strong and weak. The people in the demon world use their own shortcomings to fight against each other's secret arts attack. Where?
There is no chance of winning.
In a situation several times worse than that of the opponent, the Yin Sect suddenly gained the upper hand.
It seemed that as long as the bombardment continued for a moment, the magic circle formed by hundreds of demon commander monks in the demon world would be broken by the Yin Sect monks who were three times the number of our own.
At this moment, there was a flash of light and a loud noise, and a human figure had already invaded the formation formed by hundreds of ghostly and handsome monks.
I saw a band of five-color light flashing in the crowd, and the hundreds of ghostly handsome monks who had been standing there a moment ago disappeared without a trace.