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Although this wave of attacks from both sides was the first contact, the methods used by each of them were all extremely powerful secret techniques. The old man surnamed Bai even used his own secret technique, hoping to defeat them in one fell swoop.
Capture the opponent.
The opponent's attack seems to have exceeded the means that the Yingying monk should have.
The power of the black hurricane shocked Qin Fengming to the extreme. Not only was it able to absorb the surrounding pure Yin energy to replenish its own consumption, but it was also able to face a huge amount of energy that could seriously injure a mid-stage Infant Transformation monk.
When it exploded, no damage was visible at all.
Qin Fengming has never encountered such a method before.
Although the panic in his heart was obvious, Qin Fengming certainly would not give up. He did not stop, but still retreated backwards. At the same time, the majestic magic power in his body surged out.
The thick mist that enveloped his body suddenly swept away crazily in all directions.
Just when the four ancient treasures exploded, they had already surged to dozens of feet in radius. Under Qin Fengming's powerful urging, the speed of the spread of yearning increased even more.
Qing Yan's sword light and the four ancient treasures were easily blocked by the opponent's secret technique, but Qin Fengming still did not panic at this time. His face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
As he kneaded with his hands, a large number of spells spewed out from his mouth. They quickly merged into the thick mist around him.
With Qin Fengming's full force, the entire mist seemed to be like violently turbulent sea water. It suddenly stirred up huge waves with a height of more than ten feet, and rolled away fiercely towards the huge hurricane that was flying towards it.
"Bang!~~" The huge black hurricane kept twisting in the air, almost freezing the air wherever it passed. In an instant, it came into contact with the thick fog, and there was a dull bang.
The sound echoed throughout the place.
As the two sides touched, an indescribable black halo suddenly flashed out. It turned into ripples and spread towards the surroundings.
Wherever they passed, whether it was the mist in the air or the rocks on the ground, they seemed to have been struck by a sharp blade. They were cut open like tofu on the water surface silently.
At the same time, a shrill scream, like the bite of ten thousand ghosts, immediately resounded on the spot as the black light emitted.
The front end of the huge hurricane was like a sharp spear, and it immediately penetrated into the dark and thick fog.
"Hahaha, a mere secret technique of ghost mist can block me from killing all the souls. You are really overestimating your ability. Let's see what other methods I have to defeat this attack of mine."
As soon as the black hurricane suddenly entered the black mist, it immediately rushed forward towards the center, possibly dragging Qin Fengming, who was invisible in the black mist, into it.
But just when the laughter of the old man surnamed Bai had not stopped, the scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically.
The other party's thick black mist, which had spread to a radius of sixty or seventy feet, suddenly rolled rapidly when it came into contact with the hurricane formed by his own huge black mist. Just as the dazzling black mist formed by the contact between the two sides
Before the glow had subsided, the huge thick black mist rose into the sky, like a huge mouth opening, and came from the front to wrap up a black hurricane dozens of feet away.
In just two or three breaths, the huge black hurricane measuring tens of feet was wrapped in the thick mist.
As Qin Fengming quickly performed the secret, more powerful magic power surged out of his body, and the thicker mist surged forward like layers of monstrous waves.
In just a few dozen breaths, an extremely thick black mist filled the area within a hundred feet.
The black hurricane launched by the old man named Bai was directly obscured by the black mist.
In the huge black mist, a huge figure was struggling violently. It seemed to be breaking free and flying into the sky.
Xuangui Jue, as the top immortal cultivation technique of the ghost realm, Qin Fengming only chose to practice this secret technique of the ghost realm. If it did not have special effects, from Qin Fengming's perspective, he would never choose it.
The ghost-eating mist not only has a soul-eating and corrosive effect, but also has an extremely large blocking and confining effect. Whether it is a treasure or a monk caught in it, it will be difficult to move. It can also slowly weaken the treasure and its
The master’s spiritual connection.
Qin Fengming practiced this secret technique because he valued this powerful effect.
The source of this secret technique of the old man surnamed Bai is the ghost. When faced with the Ghost Devouring Mist, it is naturally restrained by it. However, the black mist transformed by those ghosts is really powerful, and the cold power it contains is unpredictable.
No victory.
"Damn it, junior, you think you can trap the ten thousand souls created by my secret technique of killing ten thousand souls with a mere mist. How could you, a monk in the middle stage of infant transformation, control such a huge mist at once?"
There is not much mana left in the body.
Even if I don’t take action, I guess you won’t last long, but in order to make sure you don’t have any shortcomings, I will let you experience the powerful power of my secret technique.”
An exasperated shout suddenly came from the mouth of the old man surnamed Bai. He seemed angry, surprised, and finally full of disdain. The old man was a man at the top of the Ghost King. Of course, he saw the power of the other party's mist, but
Now I am just stuck in a stalemate with my own secret skills.
It is impossible to completely kill him with an attack. But naturally he will not be in such a stalemate with the opponent. You must know that this place is the secret realm of Huangquan. There are thousands of ghost king monks who enter this place, and there are enough big monks.
There are hundreds of them. If you encounter them, it will be a troublesome matter.
Following the old man's words, under his hand, the huge thing that was rolling in the ghostly mist suddenly swelled sharply. In just an instant, it expanded several times in size.
"No, this... this is going to self-destruct."
Qin Fengming's knowledge was naturally extraordinary. When he saw it suddenly, he didn't understand what was going on. As soon as his body moved, he quickly retreated behind him. At the same time, he waved his hands and sacrificed the two treasures.
"Boom!~~~" A deafening roar suddenly resounded on the spot.
A black light flashed out, dazzling the eyes. At the same time, a huge impact that could almost collapse the mountain suddenly appeared, and it instantly enveloped the surrounding area.
That ball of black light was extremely weird. Wherever it illuminated, the thick and sticky black mist was instantly drawn into it like mugwort encountering a raging fire. It was as if fuel was added, making the roaring explosion even more violent.
Qin Fengming was extremely fast, but it was still far behind the speed of the black light emitted by the explosion. He only retreated a few tens of feet before he was involved in the black light.
After just a brief contact with the black light, Qin Fengming felt an extremely cold sword piercing his flesh and blood, filling his body. It seemed that the sword was going to separate his body and chop it into pieces.
But in just an instant, a solid and thick shield appeared around Qin Fengming, and at the same time, a huge square thing appeared in front of him, guarding him behind like a hill.
At the same time, an extremely dense purple-black light suddenly appeared, intercepting the black light immediately.
The feeling of a sharp sword piercing Qin Fengming's body disappeared immediately. But just for a moment, Qin Fengming looked at his body again. Except for the leather armor guard, the rest of the body was covered with a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood leaked out of the body. At this time,
It has condensed into black and red particles.
That black light was not only extremely sharp, but also extremely cold.
If Qin Fengming's body wasn't as tough as a demon cultivator at the peak of transformation, he would have been disintegrated by just a sudden exposure of the black light.