The shockingly powerful giant foot was destroyed so easily. Even the person involved, Qin Fengming, felt it was incredible. He stood on the spot and couldn't help but look dumbfounded.
He has experienced the terror of those giant feet. Such a huge pressure, if his body was not tough enough to be comparable to the aggregation demon cultivator, his body would definitely have been shattered by the huge pressure.
If it were any other monk, even a monk in the middle stage of aggregation, if he were not a body refiner and was locked by the giant foot secret technique, it would be absolutely difficult to escape the danger of death.
It was really unexpected that such a powerful secret technique could be easily broken.
"Damn it, my body is so tough. Even compared to the demon king's body refining, it is no worse. It can withstand the powerful and heavy pressure of my secret technique of hiking on the mountain. But don't be happy, junior, let me do it now.
You will die instantly at my hands."
A fierce word showing anger echoed on the spot as the giant foot collapsed.
Qin Fengming was shocked, and it was only for a moment. When the handsome young man spoke, he was already scanning the majestic black mist that filled the air with vigilance.
The black mist surged and rolled rapidly in all directions. Almost instantly, it enveloped a land with a radius of two to three hundred feet.
The majestic mist transformed by the giant feet, the heavy pressure in it had disappeared, but a breath of ice suddenly emerged. Qin Fengming only felt that the two treasure-changing ghost refining techniques he had sacrificed were in the ice-cold atmosphere.
Wrapped by the extreme aura, he was frozen within it after only being a few feet away.
As the mist surged, it suddenly shattered.
The beast head transformed into two huge fist shadows wrapped in majestic soul power was so powerful that it almost effortlessly tore apart an early-stage beast soul sacrificed by the handsome young man on the spot, but now it was so easily destroyed.
The ice-cold aura in the mist was broken, and Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened.
Just as Qin Fengming's body moved, the soul-devouring ghost fire flashed out and densely covered the Qingyan sword and shield outside him. In the already dense black mist, the sound of sharp sword blades piercing the air suddenly sounded.
Looking at the dark fog in front of him, a gloomy look suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's face.
What the young man said just now was definitely not a threat. The situation revealed in front of him was also confirming that the thick black mist that filled the surroundings contained powerful murderous intent.
Blue light flashed in his eyes, and the situation in the black mist in front of him was already seen by Qin Fengming.
Within the black mist, a series of sharp blades as thin as a finger were seen, circling in the mist. These sharp blades were wrapped in a layer of dense blue light. As the sharp blades moved rapidly, one after another emitted blue fluorescence.
Threads suddenly became densely packed in the thick black fog.
Without clear eyesight, Qin Fengming would have had a hard time discovering that it was a slender thread that was almost invisible to his spiritual consciousness.
Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming was also frightened in his heart. He raised his hand, and suddenly dozens of Qingyan sword lights shot out, turning into a huge blue sword several feet in length, and slashed into the thick black mist in front of him.
And go.
In the sound of chi chi, dozens of huge sword blades containing powerful power disappeared into the thick fog.
Watching the sword blade shoot away, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly became more gloomy under the flash of blue light in his eyes.
After being submerged in the black mist, dozens of powerful sword blades were blocked by the thick mist, and their speed suddenly dropped. The slender light blue silk threads floating in the mist suddenly swarmed in, and in an instant
Then the several-foot-long sword light was wrapped in it.
In just one or two breaths, the sword light contained in the majestic soul power was dismembered by the thread on the spot and disappeared without a trace.
"Under my soul-eating magic thread, all the things transformed by the soul energy will be unable to escape from being devoured. No matter how powerful your soul energy is, it will definitely be consumed by this secret technique of mine. Just restrain your hands and save me from this."
No trouble." When Qin Fengming was suddenly startled, the handsome young man's sarcastic words resounded again.
The soul-devouring magic thread, just from the thought alone, must be a secret technique with powerful power on the soul.
The blue light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the slender threads that kept flashing under the blue sharp blade. He frowned slightly, and took out his hand, and suddenly a ball of green fire shot out from the outer shield of the body.
go.
Faced with the existence of powerful souls that are equivalent to those of monks in the late stage of the aggregation, the soul-devouring ghost fire is undoubtedly a powerful secret technique that Qin Fengming relies on.
As the ghost-devouring ghost fire submerged into the mist, threads of silk threads suddenly swarmed in, instantly wrapping the ghost fire that was only as big as a fist.
What made Qin Fengming's heart tremble was that as the threads were rapidly entangled, the soul-eating ghost fire, which contained several powerful magical powers, was actually entangled in the seemingly inflexible threads.
Under the urgent urging of his divine thoughts, various attributes of the soul-devouring ghost fire spurted out.
Suddenly a stabbing sound resounded, and the slender blue threads wrapped around it were immediately swallowed up by the soul-devouring ghost fire.
But what left Qin Fengming slightly speechless was that those seemingly slender and powerless threads did not disappear under the burning of the soul-devouring ghost fire, but struggled hard in the soul-devouring ghost fire.
"Hey, it's really powerful. But with these so-called soul-eating magic threads, it's absolutely difficult for you to capture Qin." Although the soul-eating ghost fire didn't accomplish anything, Qin Fengming also knew that those threads were not
The soul-devouring ghost fire cannot be swallowed.
"Junior, don't be arrogant, I will let you see my true skills right away."
Following the cold words of the handsome young man, in the dark mist surrounding Qin Fengming, the slender blue filaments had become densely packed into layers of giant nets. As the young man sent out his spiritual thoughts, they suddenly stood overwhelmingly towards Qin Fengming.
The place is enveloped.
At the same time, two groups of silk nets flashed towards the pockets where the two soul treasures Qin Fengming was fighting. It seemed to imprison the two soul treasures.
"Do you really think that Qin will be afraid of your soul-eating demonic thread? It won't cost Qin any means to break it."
Blue light flashed in his eyes, but Qin Fengming didn't show much worry. As he spoke the words, his hand had already touched the spirit beast bracelet on his left hand.
A buzzing sound suddenly resounded above his head.
In an instant, tens of thousands of Silver Sheath Insects were revealed, and under a flash of green light, they flew towards the huge silk net covering all around.
"Ah, it's impossible. You actually have such a large number of Silver Sheath Insects. And you actually carry such majestic power of thunder and lightning. How is this possible?"
There was an exclamation, and the moment thirty thousand Silver Sheath Insects flashed out, they suddenly started shouting.
Following the cry, the layers of blue silk mesh surrounding Qin Fengming suddenly disappeared. The thick black mist also quickly subsided and disappeared.
The mysterious soul treasure in the sky also disappeared without a trace.
"Junior, don't be complacent. You and I are already connected. Even if you ascend to the upper world, you will still be captured by me. Next time we meet again, you will never escape so easily. As long as I can take the other person
Even if you swallow it, this mere silver sheath insect will not be in my eyes."
Under a sudden surge of spirit, the handsome young man who had sworn so solemnly just now turned around and fled into the distance, disappearing without a trace in an instant.