Qin Fengming always thinks before acting. When faced with a mid-stage Convergence monk, he certainly would not just follow him without thinking.
After the advanced aggregation, although he felt that his strength had greatly increased, of course he would not have a clear understanding of the specific increase without experiencing personal battles.
No matter how much his own strength has increased at this time, it is absolutely easy to resist the full attack of the monks in the middle stage of the Convergence just by relying on the power of the Silver Spirit Shield.
Qin Fengming fully understands the power of the destructive energy contained in the thunder and lightning attack in the aggregation of the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud. Even if the monks in the middle stage of aggregation are powerful, they will never be able to face the sharp attacks of dozens or even dozens of huge thunder and lightning.
Resist the huge destructive power contained in the thunder and lightning.
Master Yiyang once said at the beginning that even the cultivators of the Gods could not resist the crazy attack of the destructive thunder and lightning.
Master Yiyang will never speak casually.
The body of the Silver Spirit Shield is part of the tough body of the Silver Spirit Son. Even before the Silver Spirit Son's body has been refined, its defense is extremely powerful. Although it does not have the blessing of mana, it is absolutely unable to resist the slashes of the imitation Spirit Treasure.
Will be easily damaged.
After adding a lot of precious refining materials, dripping a lot of precious mysterious spiritual liquid during refining, and blessing a lot of magic spell patterns, the Silver Spirit Shield at this time was so powerful that Qin Fengming could not imagine it.
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Although he may not be able to fully activate the power of the Silver Spirit Shield at this time, it is definitely not something that monks in the middle stage of the aggregation can easily break through.
With such a powerful support in hand, Qin Fengming certainly felt at ease.
He slowly moved forward, his expression still calm. Facing Haoxuan's question, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and said in a casual tone:
"In the realm of immortal cultivation in the Yuanfeng Empire, there are only a few people in the middle stage of gathering. If the fellow Taoist is the senior Budi of Tianwu Sect, he will definitely not speak like this; and the masters of Fanyin Temple are all bald; the Dongfang of Tianxuan Sect
Senior Qin has already met him; as for the casual cultivator named Han, he will definitely not be hostile to Qin. Naturally, the seniors of the Huangfu family will not be either. Apart from these people in the middle stage of the gathering, there is only Haoxuan from the Hermit Sect.
Already."
Facing Haoxuan, Qin Fengming did not stop completely, but moved slightly and moved closer to the front.
"The boy is actually able to identify my specific cultivation level, and my soul is not weak. Yes, I am Haoxuan. Although you and I have always been at odds with each other, there has never been a direct attack since you were established on Manghuang Mountain.
The matter between you and the Evil God Sect is over. I will not be entangled with you anymore. I brought you here this time. There is only one thing to verify, and that is the mountain treasure on your body. You sacrifice it.
, let me see how powerful it is, and it actually killed fellow Taoist Leng Sha."
Haoxuan looked at Qin Fengming. The young man in front of him was still so calm at this time, and his heart was slightly moved. Only people of the same level could identify the specific realm of the monks.
At this time, looking at the restrained aura of the young man in front of him, Haoxuan could not tell Qin Fengming's specific realm of cultivation under the powerful Qi gathering power. However, Haoxuan did not think that Qin Fengming could advance to the aggregation realm at this time. Therefore, he could only
You can only think that the young man in front of you has a powerful soul that is different from ordinary people.
Haoxuan would not believe the rumor in the world of immortality that Qin Fengming had a real Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
Although there is no real Chaos Spiritual Treasure in the Hermitage Sect, there are records in the classics that say that it is necessary to activate the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, even if it is slightly activated, it is not something that the aggregation monks can do.
Therefore, everyone in the Hermitage Sect naturally inferred that the treasure that Qin Fengming could use with his peak cultivation level of Huaying was, at best, nothing more than an imitation of a spiritual treasure.
Although he had already deduced it, now that he encountered it, Haoxuan felt uneasy if he didn't check it out for himself.
Moreover, Haoxuan also wanted to snatch the imitation of Qin Fengming's Chaos Spiritual Treasure. The Yinyi Sect was already at odds with Manghuang Mountain, otherwise they would not have allowed the Sha Shen Sect to annex Manghuang Mountain.
If we can take this opportunity to snatch the next imitation of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it will definitely be a great thing for the Hermit Sect.
Even if several monks from the Manghuang Mountain appeared at that time, they would be unable to defeat the huge Hermit Sect.
"Are you sure you want to see Qin's imitation of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure?"
Hearing what Haoxuan said, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was really hard for him to understand that Haoxuan actually made such a request.
Although the Chaos Spiritual Treasure is difficult to compare with the real Chaos thing, its power can definitely pose a powerful threat to the gathering monks. As an ancestor of the Hermit Sect, Haoxuan naturally knows how powerful the imitation of the Spiritual Treasure is.
He actually made such a request, which made Qin Fengming become wary.
As soon as he stopped, Qin Fengming stood more than a hundred feet away from Haoxuan.
He was cautious by nature, and he knew very little about the Supreme Patriarch in front of him, who was in the middle stage of the Hermit Sect's Convergence. He had no idea what kind of magical powers he had. After hearing what Haoxuan said, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel shocked, and immediately gave up.
Get close to the other person’s heart.
"Hmph, it's just an imitation of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. I really haven't put it in Hao's eyes. Just take it out." Haoxuan naturally understood the meaning of Qin Fengming's words and snorted coldly, without any hesitation.
He spoke with interest.
"Okay, since Fellow Taoist wants to personally inspect this treasure belonging to Qin, then Qin will follow Fellow Taoist's wishes and let you see the true appearance of that treasure."
Staring at Haoxuan, Qin Fengming thought quickly and agreed to Haoxuan's wishes.
Of course Qin Fengming knew that Haoxuan wanted to snatch his treasure, but he didn't want to kill Haoxuan on the spot.
Fairy Cailian and Shang Lingxi had a feud with the five major sects. He had promised to help them at the beginning. If he killed a gathering monk of the Hermit Sect at this time, it would be of great benefit to his future actions.
Although he knew that Haoxuan would never follow his good intentions, Qin Fengming still followed his words and moved his hands, and the small mountain peak appeared in his hands.
With a wave of his hand, he sacrificed it in front of him. As soon as the magic formula in his body moved, the majestic magic power poured into the mini hill in front of him.
"Hey, it is indeed a seemingly powerful imitation of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure."
Just when Qin Fengming was making a secret in his hand, the majestic magic power in his body surged out, and the Taoist spells came out of his mouth, Hao Xuan, who was standing still, suddenly let out a soft sigh.
As he spoke, his hand was waved in the air, and a ball of light with an extremely pale color suddenly shot out, and disappeared in a flash.
Just when the temple was about to be driven by the majestic mana, a huge, almost transparent tent suddenly appeared in front of him. In a flash, it wrapped around the small mini hill that was frantically absorbing the majestic mana.
Almost instantly, Qin Fengming felt that the mental connection between himself and Xiaoshan suddenly disappeared.
"Not good!" A cry of surprise suddenly came out of his mouth.
Without hesitation, dozens of multicolored sword lights suddenly flashed out from his hand, turning into a storm of multicolored sword blades that enveloped an area of more than ten feet around the hill.
Amidst the popping sound, a faint light flashed and fled away quickly. The small mountain peak was once again connected by Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts.