At the same time, two jet-black rays of light flashed and shot towards the flight direction of the mid-level ghost king monk.
Being in the Shenji Mansion, Qin Fengming and the others were very aware of the external affairs. Their original intention was to personally kill the four ghost realm monks, but Rong Qing and the others also faced the four ghost king monks.
Eager to try.
Since they followed Qin Fengming, they rarely had a chance to take action. This time they encountered someone who was robbing them, so they naturally wanted to share some of the burden.
The mid-stage ghost king monks are naturally not something that an early ghost king monk can handle, but Rong Qing and Kuang Feng are not ordinary early-stage monks. They were formed by a ten-thousand-year-old corpse evil and a barbarian corpse.
With Rong Qing and Kuang Feng's methods, Qin Fengming was of course relieved. Although the two of them could not advance to the middle stage of infant transformation at this time, they had gained energy through the energy infusion in the forbidden area of the Jiaolong clan and had taken the cultivation essence refined by Qin Fengming over the years.
Dan, the two of them are already extremely full of magic power.
The magic power is much greater than that of most advanced monks who have only advanced to the early stage of infant transformation. Coupled with the several innate magical powers of the two, even if they cannot defeat the mid-stage ghost king monk, there will not be any danger to their lives.
When he captured Rong Qing, he relied on Qin Fengming's methods and tried his best to capture him alive. Now that he has advanced to the realm of infant transformation, his methods are even more unpredictable. But Kuang Feng only needs to change.
Even Qin Fengming couldn't say what he could do to him in an instant.
Qin Fengming also knows that if a monk wants to continuously advance, in addition to practicing hard and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, fighting with monks and walking on the edge of life and death to continuously stimulate his own potential are also important factors.
Seeing the two people taking the initiative to ask for help, he readily agreed. Therefore, the middle-aged man named Yan first led the middle-aged ghost king monk to a distance, and then he took action himself. At the same time, Rong Qing and Kuangfeng controlled
Dunguang also immediately gave chase.
As the three early Ghost Lord monks fell to the stone ground, the old man surnamed Li moved, and the billowing black mist also swept towards the middle-aged man surnamed Yan.
As the old man surnamed Li walked away, Qin Fengming swung his figure without hesitation, and the three early Ghost Lord monks who had fallen into the forest disappeared immediately.
In a flash of yellow light, Qin Fengming disappeared on the spot.
More than ten miles away, huge attack energies had collided fiercely.
"Boom!" A huge black sword light suddenly shot out from behind the emerald poisonous mist, with the intention of splitting the emerald poisonous mist in half with one blow.
The huge emerald green poisonous mist that had expanded to a height of thirty or forty feet rolled, and a green python as thick as a water tank flashed out of the rolling emerald green poisonous mist. It opened its huge mouth and faced the black python.
The sword light, which was more than ten feet long, swallowed it up and went away.
With a flash of black light, the huge sword light shot into the mouth of the huge emerald green python. With the loud roar, the black light was not extinguished. Instead, in a flash, it shot out of the huge python's body.
The top split open.
The black light suddenly flashed out again. Although the blade at this time had shrunk by as much as one-third, the huge power emitted from it was still extremely powerful.
The giant emerald python suddenly flipped over, and the black sword light that burst out of its belly was immediately involved in the giant emerald python that was more than ten feet tall. Under the flash of black and green light, the black sword light disappeared.
traces.
The huge green poisonous mist rolled, and the huge green python was rolled in, turned into poisonous mist again, and disappeared without a trace.
Although he successfully intercepted a huge attack, the middle-aged monk surnamed Yan was finally intercepted by the mid-term ghost king monk. The green poisonous mist rolled and Garan stopped on the spot.
"Humph, junior, do you think you can escape from me with your own abilities?"
With a cold voice, two huge white skeletons equivalent to the peak of the Ghost Commander suddenly appeared in front of the mid-stage Ghost Lord monk. In a flash, they were about to attack the poisonous mist formed by the emerald green flag of the monk named Yan.
Although these two white skeletons were only at the peak level of Ghost Commander, the faint black energy emitted from them actually gave the monk named Yan a feeling of great fear among the invisible magic weapons.
"Stop! I have something to say."
Just when the two skeletons were moving slightly, about to strike, a loud shout sounded from the emerald green poisonous mist.
"Junior, at this point, what else do you have to say? Do you think you can't catch me without any help?"
The short-bearded old man's face condensed, and with a move of his hand, the two skeletons flashed and then stopped again.
"Haha, just hang up your hands and wait to die? This is exactly what I said to my Taoist friends. If you hang up your hands now, maybe we can let your soul return to the netherworld. Otherwise, it will be impossible for you to survive at all.
It’s over.”
A huge emerald green poisonous mist rolled, and the middle-aged man surnamed Yan suddenly appeared with a large emerald flag about 10 feet tall. Facing the short-bearded Ghost Lord mid-term cultivator standing in front of him, he had a look of relaxation on his face.
"Junior, you are really arrogant. A mere early-stage monk dares to say such arrogant words in front of me. Huh, your companion has been killed by my other three colleagues. You are the only one left. How can you still... Ah! Isn't it Zhu Taoist Friend?
Three people. Why are there two more Ghost Lord monks here?"
Seeing the unhurried expression of the middle-aged monk in front of him, the short-bearded old man couldn't help but feel something in his heart. When his spiritual consciousness was released rapidly, he found three rays of escaping light coming from behind. He was overjoyed at first, thinking that they were his own three rays.
A companion has already killed the ghost king monk.
But when he took a closer look, his mind was suddenly shocked. The three escaping lights were undoubtedly in the realm of Ghost Lord, but they were definitely not his three companions. There were even two auras among them, which he had never seen before.
"Old man, your three companions have been killed by the monks who came with me. You should restrain your hands now. I promise to leave you a whole body. Otherwise, you will die before your eyes."
Just as the old man surnamed Yan was speaking, Rong Qing and the others had already arrived at the scene, and with a flash of their bodies, they surrounded the middle-stage ghost king monk.
The three of them didn't hesitate at all. As soon as the magic formula in their bodies moved, billowing black energy surged out quickly. Three groups of black energy appeared on their own, covering the three people dozens of feet away.
And the black mist that filled the air showed no sign of stopping, and continued to surge toward the surrounding areas.
Facing a mid-stage Ghost Lord monk, the four early-stage Ghost Lord monks all knew that it was not as simple as just talking. The opponent would not pose any threat to Qin Fengming, but if he faced four people, he would definitely be seriously injured or hit on the spot.
The ability to kill.
"Junior turns out to have some companions hiding. Hmm, what's the use of having two more people come out? Let me ask you, where are my three companions at this time?"
Seeing the three early ghost king monks using their secret body-protecting skills to protect themselves, the short-bearded old man did not have any intention to stop them. Instead, he quickly glanced towards the place where the fight started with a look of confusion.
It was more than ten miles away, and under the powerful consciousness of the short-bearded old man, he carefully scanned the place several miles away in an instant.
What made his expression change drastically was that there was still the slightest trace of the three companions there.
Except for the fact that there were still some huge energy fluctuations remaining in the air, indicating that a great battle had taken place there, the original three companions had disappeared without a trace.