Facing Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual sword attack, the short-bearded old man was horrified and immediately thought of a fact that made his soul tremble.
With such an extremely powerful attack, who else but a late-stage Ghost Lord monk could have such powerful power?
"Relax your hands now, Qin will promise to let you die and keep your body intact." Qin Fengming said without comment, with a gleam in his eyes, and said calmly.
"Hmph, let me restrain my hands and dream." Facing Qin Fengming, the short-bearded old man's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and his face even made his muscles tremble. He gritted his teeth and said sternly.
Following his words, Qin Fengming saw an overwhelming blue light flashing out from behind the opponent's shield, dazzling the eyes, and threatening the soul. After looking at it quietly, this blue light turned out to be dozens of blue three-foot-high beams.
A long blade.
The blade flashed and covered Qin Fengming, covering almost half of the sky.
Before the numerous blades could approach, a nauseating stench had already hit their faces.
This blue blade was actually densely covered with an extremely powerful toxin. When Qin Fengming saw this toxin, he felt a sense of fear.
Facing the opponent's blow, Qin Fengming's heart also moved. Without hesitation, he made a move and the soul-eating ghost fire flashed out. With a flash, it turned into a rain of fire all over the sky, heading towards the overwhelming number of people.
Ten sword blades swept away.
"Puff! Puff!~~~" In a series of puff sounds, dozens of blue blades that seemed to be extremely powerful were immediately wrapped in the firelight transformed by the ghost-devouring ghost fire.
After being stagnated in the air, he couldn't move any further.
According to Qin Fengming's knowledge, what the other party sacrificed was a set of flying knives, with as many as sixty-four. Moreover, the flying knives contained extremely powerful toxins. Faced with this kind of poison, it was extremely powerful.
Toxin is a magic weapon, and Devouring Ghost Fire is undoubtedly the most suitable means of dealing with it.
Although these flying knife magic weapons would definitely not pose any threat to him in front of the dragon-patterned tortoise-shell shield, Qin Fengming would certainly not miss this rare opportunity to enhance the power of the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!~~~"
Just when dozens of blue flying blades shot out and were wrapped in dozens of emerald green demonic flames, the short-bearded old man no longer paid attention to the magic weapon offered, but his body shook and turned into a jet of black light.
He flew away in another direction.
At the same time, with a movement of his mind, dozens of blue flying knives exploded by themselves.
There is a strong intention to abandon this powerful magic weapon, intercept Qin Fengming and escape.
"Do you think, fellow Taoist, that you can intercept Qin with such means? That is really an underestimation of Qin."
Seeing such a decisive move by the opponent, Qin Fengming felt a little scared. If he used a dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield to intercept these dozens of flying knife magic weapons, although the shield would not cause much damage, it would easily be able to dissolve the scattered weapons after the explosion.
Toxins are a laborious task.
But this time it was different. Although the Soul-devouring Ghost Fire was torn into pieces by this huge explosion, it turned into little green sparks and shot out in all directions. However, under the urging of Qin Fengming's divine thoughts, it turned into thousands of star bolts.
The emerald green flames suddenly gathered in the air and gathered together again in the blink of an eye.
In one moment, it suddenly transformed into a dragon and a bird several feet long, flying towards the place where the explosive energy was raging in the air.
As the body swayed rapidly, the explosive energy that was raging in the air and containing powerful toxins was swept into the belly by two huge spiritual beasts.
At this time, Qin Fengming had already disappeared without a trace amid a slight thunder.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
The short-bearded old man fired and self-destructed a set of ancient treasures that he relied heavily on. In a flash, he turned into a ray of light and fled forward like lightning.
When he thought about it, it would take a while for the young monk, whether he was a great monk or not, to clear out the poisonous mist generated by the self-destruction of the ancient treasure containing the Sky Spider poison. During this time, he would control the flying escape.
The secret technique has long since escaped hundreds of miles away.
But what he never expected was that in just the blink of an eye, a voice that made his soul shake was heard hundreds of feet behind him.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Two extremely urgent sounds pierced the air immediately followed the words.
The short-bearded old man only felt two extremely huge and irresistible pressures behind him that suddenly swept his body into them. With the flash of huge pressure, he only felt that the hair on his body suddenly tightened, and his whole body suddenly became cold.
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Faced with the shocking display of attacks that he had only seen in his life, the short-bearded old man quickly activated the magic formula in his body, and a huge force was injected into the ancient shield treasure behind him; then he opened his mouth, and the small dark green bowl of the magic weapon of destiny
He also appeared in a flash, and without hesitation, he sacrificed himself behind him.
"Bang! Bang!" sounds sounded on the spot one after another.
The extremely simple shield magic weapon of the short-bearded old man shattered into dozens of fragments in a burst of black light at the first huge bang, and then fell with the black light.
Towards the ground.
With the second banging sound, the short-bearded old man felt an unparalleled huge impact force suddenly acting on his body.
Before it could react or come up with any countermeasures, it was already shooting forward like a cannonball.
While he was in the air, the short-bearded old man felt a surge of heat in his Dantian. In a flash, it reached his throat. When he opened his mouth, a stream of blood spurted out. His mind suddenly
When I fell asleep, I suddenly didn't know what was going on.
With a move of his hand, the large dark green bowl that blocked the next soul-eating attack shrank instantly and turned into a mini bowl of two or three inches in size.
Looking at this small bowl, Qin Fengming was also happy in his heart. Qin Fengming also saw the huge power shown when the short-bearded old man sacrificed this small bowl in the fight. He was able to fight with Qian who has the ghost of the ghost king realm.
The battle between the soul flags is indistinguishable, and this alone shows how good this natal magic weapon is.
At this time, he was really resisting a powerful soul-eating blow of his own, but the light flashed wildly for a few times before returning to normal, which made this magic weapon even more powerful.
Qin Fengming was also very curious about what was in the small bowl.
At this time, he didn't care to examine the small bowl carefully. Qin Fengming raised his hand and the small bowl disappeared. With a sway, he came to the short-bearded old man in the middle stage of Ghost King. With a finger, a forbidden energy entered his body.
Then they moved together, grabbed the short-bearded old man with one hand, and returned to the place where the ghost-devouring ghost fire was.
"Master (Senior), it's great that you captured that old man. We all let him lie to us."
Four rays of light shot in front of Qin Fengming almost in no particular order. His body stagnated and he immediately spoke almost at the same time.
"This fellow Taoist has a shadow talisman on his body. It is understandable that you are confused by it. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. It is best for us to leave quickly."
With a wave of his hand, he put away the soul-eating ghost fire, and then with a flash of his body, only the old man surnamed Li and the monk surnamed Yan were left on the spot. The two of them moved and fired in one direction.