Chapter two thousand and eighty first strange figure
Qin Fengming actually used a secret technique in this place surrounded by ghosts and ghosts to decompose his own spiritual thoughts into hundreds of strands and integrated them into the bodies of hundreds of silver sheath insects.
To put it simply, the decomposition of spiritual thoughts is extremely dangerous.
If there is even a slight deviation, the soul may be damaged. The soul is the most difficult part of the human body, it is extremely mysterious and mysterious. If the body is injured, even if an arm is missing, it can grow back.
But if the soul is even slightly damaged, repairing it is definitely not a simple matter.
If the damage to the soul is too severe, the monk's cultivation level may be greatly reduced, and it is very possible for the monk to even become a dementia.
Of course Qin Fengming did not do this out of the blue when he divided hundreds of divine thoughts this time. He is a very thoughtful and cautious person. Dare to divide hundreds of divine thoughts at this time, which is also in line with the relationship between his soul and spirit at this time. The force is too strong and inseparable.
If he had entered the land of the louse dragon, he would never have dared to decompose spiritual thoughts in such a large amount.
But at this time, his soul had become so powerful that he himself was frightened. As his understanding of various spells and runes deepened, the secret technique of decomposing spiritual thoughts in Xuangui Jue had been carefully studied word for word. Did some decomposition and research.
Under this condition, he was absolutely sure that he would be able to perform the secret technique perfectly. Even if all these hundred strands of spiritual thoughts were lost, although his body would still be injured, there would never be a significant reduction in his cultivation level.
As hundreds of silver scabbards flew away, Qin Fengming's expression did not relax at all, but instead became more solemn. As time slowly passed, his young face slowly relaxed.
Time passed slowly, and Qin Fengming did not move at all. He seemed to have fallen into trance.
One hour, two hours, and more than ten hours passed. The young monk sitting cross-legged remained motionless, as if he had turned into a clay sculpture.
Two full days later, there was a weak energy fluctuation, and a ball of fist-sized escaping light shot back, and in a flash it shot right in front of Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged.
It was a silver sheath insect that had disappeared for two days.
As soon as he opened his eyes and pointed his finger, a ball of energy enveloped the Silver Sheath Insect. A thin cyan thread flashed out from the Silver Sheath Insect's body and quickly entered Qin Fengming's body. .
As the first silver sheath insect appeared, energy fluctuations flashed in the distance one after another.
Silver sheath insects appeared one after another, and Qin Fengming withdrew his slender spiritual thoughts one after another. His young face, instead of relaxing at all, became more and more dignified as his spiritual thoughts were withdrawn.
Through the ray of spiritual thought that stayed in the body of the Silver Sheath Insects, Qin Fengming was very clear about what those Silver Sheath Insects had experienced in the past two days.
But among these collected spiritual thoughts, there was no information about the ancient cave.
This made him feel anxious. He was absolutely sure that this place was the marked place he had searched for in the mind of the ghost cultivator. Hundreds of silver sheath insects searched all over the place, but there was no information at all, so he Even if you look for it yourself, you won't be able to find anything.
The silver sheath insects flew back one after another, and Qin Fengming's expression became more solemn.
Seeing that there were still more than ten animals that had not returned, Qin Fengming's expression turned ugly.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming jumped up, his face was startled, his body suddenly swayed, and a ray of light shot away into the distance.
"Fellow Taoists, please stay here and don't move. Qin will come back as soon as he leaves."
When a voice finished speaking, Qin Fengming's figure had disappeared from everyone's consciousness.
More than two hundred miles southwest of the tall mountain peak where everyone was standing, there were several white beetles fighting endlessly with a dark figure that was only less than five feet tall.
These white beetles are Qin Fengming's silver sheath insects.
At this time, several silver sheath insects were wrapped in thick black mist thrown by the figure. Although they bit and struggled hard, they could not escape at all.
The black mist was extremely smelly, and it contained extremely powerful corrosive toxicity.
The Silver Sheath Insects were protected by a ball of white light and swam away in thin arcs. Although the poisonous mist seemed powerful, it was difficult to kill several Silver Sheath Insects at once.
Amidst a slight thunder, a black electric light flashed.
With the flash of black electric light, a black bolt also shot out, shooting towards the short and thin figure.
Facing the sudden attack, the low figure did not show any panic. He waved out a small hand, and a black energy suddenly spurted out.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, Qin Fengming's spiritual slash was blocked without any merit.
"Quack, you...you...who are you? Dare...dare...to attack me secretly?"
The short figure flashed and retreated more than twenty feet away. At the same time, a burst of stumbling words came out, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time and his words were all lost.
With a flash of his body, Qin Fengming's figure appeared. He did not attack the figure who had fled away. Instead, he waved his hands continuously and scattered the thick black fog on the spot.
The seven silver sheath insects spread their wings and appeared in front of him in a flash.
"Hmph, you dared to kill several of Qin's spiritual insects. It seems that your life is over."
As several slender spiritual thoughts returned, Qin Fengming's face suddenly turned cold, and when he raised his head, two sharp lights suddenly flashed in his eyes.
It turned out that the remaining ten or so Silver Sheath Insects that had not returned all found an underground cave, and in that cave, they met the short, thin black figure in front of them.
It is said to be a human figure because its whole body is covered with a layer of black scales. Even the hands, feet and face have no exposed skin, only a pair of triangular eyes and a mouth and nose are exposed.
Moreover, this strange humanoid body is also wrapped in a layer of thick black mist.
"Gah ga ga, junior... junior, just... you, a junior in the late stage of the first-level ghost king, dare to say that you will kill me. It is really ridiculous. I have been sleeping for so long. It seems that my name has been lost.
People know that even a junior ghost king dares to kill me.
However, I woke up from my deep sleep and you came to me. It seems to be your luck. You obediently let me take your Dan Ying. When I am happy, I can release your soul. Otherwise, if I do it, you will have nothing but your soul.
Completely fallen here."
The short figure gradually became smoother as he spoke more, but what he said suddenly made Qin Fengming feel wary.
At this time, the aura revealed from the short figure was only the middle stage of Ghost Lord.
But what he said did not take Qin Fengming, who showed the huge aura of the late Ghost Lord, into his eyes at all.
Just when Qin Fengming was shocked and alert, the sudden appearance of the black shadow in front of him shocked him to the extreme.
The short figure suddenly began to grow taller, and as his figure grew longer, the aura on his body began to rapidly become stronger.