Facing this scene, Qin Fengming was not surprised at all.
Although Xuanyin Ghost Fire is quite powerful, it is facing the clone of a Mahayana monk, and the gray-white mist it unleashes is an innate magical power of the giant ape.
Except for Holy Master Yin Luo who seemed relaxed, Fu Qiong and Master Huang Xu were both in a difficult situation at this time. They tried their best to use their magic power to resist the gray mist.
With a flash of light in his eyes, Qin Fengming moved the magic formula in his body, and the ghost-eating mist spurted out again. The extremely thick mist filled the air and immediately covered the area dozens of feet around him.
The sudden flash of ghost-eating mist suddenly shocked Qin Fengming.
The Xuanyin Ghost Fire, which had just been greatly suppressed by the opponent's gray mist, suddenly swelled in size, and a breath that was even colder than before suddenly spurted out. The gray mist slowly shrank when it came into contact with it.
Don't just get up.
The expanded green flames seemed to have been injected with a shot in the arm. In one surge, they were much sharper than the two groups of demon pythons sacrificed by Saint Yin Luo, sweeping away the gray-white mist that had been greatly reduced in speed.
And light.
Although the slender ghost threads were not immediately extinguished by the green flames, they appeared to be much less ferocious when wrapped in flames. It was only a matter of time before they were melted.
What happened in front of him made Qin Fengming feel happy.
Although he had successfully practiced the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist and Xuanyin Ghost Fire for a long time, he had never used them together. Seeing such power revealed at this time, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
With these two secret techniques, it will naturally not be too difficult to resist and destroy Mo Tian's secret technique attack.
But Qin Fengming didn't stop. He moved his magic skills in his body and pulled out his fingers. Suddenly, a green silk thread as thick as a baby's finger shot out. In a flash, it went towards the slender ghost threads that were struggling in the mysterious ghost fire.
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In a moment, as long as those slender ghost threads come into contact with the green silk thread, they will suddenly disappear and be completely swallowed by the green silk thread.
This green silk thread is the jade soul silk that Qin Fengming has been refining in his body for hundreds of years.
Jade Soul Silk is a secret technique that contains highly toxic properties, and there are hundreds of souls condensed in it. At this time, the power of Jade Soul Silk is so powerful that Qin Fengming has difficulty in guessing it.
This secret technique has always been Qin Fengming's other major trump card in addition to the soul-devouring ghost fire.
Based on his understanding of Yin Hun Silk and Jade Soul Silk, he knew that these two great soul secret arts had something in common. Yin Hun Silk was made from pure Yin Soul Sacrifice, and Jade Soul Silk was added with
After Qin Fengming sacrificed and refined all kinds of giant poisons in the world, the Jade Soul Silk at this time was more threatening in terms of power than the Yin Soul Silk refined in his body.
The Yin Soul Silk sacrificed by Mo Tian was also significantly different from the Yin Soul Silk in Qin Fengming's body. Qin Fengming expected that it could be swallowed by the Jade Soul Silk.
"Damn it, this junior actually withstood my attack."
A rumbling roar suddenly sounded, and then a huge figure was seen wrapped in the magic mist and speeding towards the ghost-eating mist where Qin Fengming was.
The thick magic mist was like water bursting from a dike, turning into a huge hurricane, which immediately came with the magic wind.
The thick ghost-eating mist and Xuanyin ghost fire were swept away by the huge hurricane formed by this demonic mist.
Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's body surged with magic spells, and Tao magic spells shot out. The Xuanyin ghost fire that had been scattered just now suddenly gathered in one place, and with a frightening roar, a man more than ten feet tall came out.
The jet-black skeleton figure reappeared, and in a flash, it walked forward firmly towards the giant ape without retreating.
In the violent hurricane, although the skeleton walked slowly, it did not take a step back. As it moved, its hands were already waving out, and suddenly a huge blade wrapped in green flames that was several feet in size flashed out.
With a flash of green light, it slashed towards the tall giant ape.
Xuanyin ghost fire can be turned into a ghost skeleton, and it can also condense the fire into a sword to attack. Qin Fengming has long known this. Just to drive such an attack, the mana required is extremely huge. If it is another peak cultivator of the Infant Transformation, it may
This transformation attack only lasts for a moment.
For Qin Fengming, magic power is the least thing to worry about.
Suddenly, he saw a sharp blade slashing towards him. The running giant ape did not stop at all. With a move of his giant hand in the air, a huge and thick club suddenly appeared.
With a tremor in the air, shadows of sticks suddenly appeared.
What made the giant ape transformed by Motian tremble was that dozens of stick shadows containing huge power, when they came into contact with the giant blade wrapped in green flames, were chopped away by the giant blade without any effect.
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The layers of stick shadows transformed by energy were so vulnerable to the erosion of the green ghost flames that Motian couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Amidst the roar of the ape, the thick sticks in its hands suddenly stretched out, stretching more than ten feet in an instant. Amidst the whistling sound, they intertwined with the giant green blades that were slashing at them.
With a violent roar, the giant blade wrapped in green flames that showed great power just now was blown away by the huge stick, turning into balls of green fire that scattered around.
Under the opponent's attack, the green giant blade was as if made of clay and paper, with no toughness at all.
"Hahaha, junior, whatever means I thought you had, it turned out to be just superficial."
Seeing that the blow was successful, Motian laughed wildly and swung the giant stick in his hand again, directly attacking Qin Fengming, who was still wrapped in the mist.
But before his laughter could stop, a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him.
I saw that the giant blade that was scattered by Motian's blow and turned into a ball of green fire did not fall down. Instead, it suddenly flashed with green light and flew towards the huge stick in Motian's hand.
In an instant, a layer of green flames enveloped the huge stick, which was more than ten feet tall.
With the sudden contact, Mo Tian felt that the stick connected to his heart was suddenly swept away by a cold breath. The majestic energy condensed on the stick was almost imprisoned by this cold breath.
Suddenly frightened in his heart, Motian roared wildly, opened his huge mouth, and a ball of pitch-black demonic flames suddenly spurted out from his mouth, like a fire, and suddenly surged away along the giant stick in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, the green flames densely covered on the stick were wrapped in this demonic flame, peeling it off the huge stick.
"This demon flame is so powerful that it restrained Qin's ghost flame."
Although the Xuanyin ghost fire is quite powerful, it is still far behind compared to the demonic flames offered by Motian.
This demonic flame is something that Demonic Heaven has sacrificed and refined for tens of thousands of years. Although when he entered the human world, his own realm was forcibly suppressed by his body, this demonic flame was retained. Although Demonic Heaven was unable to control the Demonic Flame at this time.
The full power of the flames can be stimulated, but it is not something that the Xuanyin ghost fire cultivated by Qin Fengming can compete with.
Seeing that the ghost flames he had sacrificed were about to be swallowed up by the opponent's demonic flames, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly turned fierce. As the magic formula surged in his body, a ball of black and red flames that was only the size of a walnut flashed out.
In a flash, he appeared next to the demonic flames spewed by Demonic Heaven.
Under the wild flash of black and red light, a bird that was only two feet in size suddenly screamed, and a majestic black and red flame suddenly appeared, wrapping around the demonic flame that was madly devouring the Xuanyin ghost fire.
This flying bird wrapped in black and red flames is the miasma bird in the soul-devouring ghost fire.