Everyone is in the realm of aggregation, and their eyes are naturally vicious. Qin Fengming cannot lie to him with just a word. Moreover, in the Ten Thousand Spirits Valley, the three demon cultivators consider themselves the masters, so of course they will not say anything nice to Qin Fengming.
Following the old man's threatening words, the big man and the female cultivator moved and blocked Qin Fengming's path in a fan shape.
Fluorescent flashing is inhibited and the previous channel is re-bridged.
At this moment, even if Qin Fengming wanted to enter the magic circle, he had no chance.
"What? Are the three fellow Taoists planning to bully Qin by virtue of their large numbers?" Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Fengming's expression turned cold, and his tone clearly showed a bit of anger.
At this moment, it is already dark night. There is no moonlight in the sky, and there are no stars shining.
The mountain wind was strong and ruffled everyone's clothes.
Qin Fengming faced the three demon clan cultivators alone without showing any fear. His eyes looked extremely deep and cold in the dark night.
"Huh, this is my Ten Thousand Spirits Valley. Now that you have entered the Qinglong Pond and signed the contract, you are already half of my disciples in the Ten Thousand Spirits Valley. Of course, you must tell the truth about your experience in the Qinglong Pond.
If you dare to disobey, you will naturally be punished according to the grain rules."
The old man was unmoved and snorted coldly, but said this plausibly. It seemed that he wanted to use Wanling Valley to subdue Qin Fengming.
Although the big man and the female cultivator did not speak, they were already filled with demonic mist and were ready to take action.
"It is true that Qin signed the contract, but there is no such restriction. If you want to use force to coerce Qin, you can try it. If you can make Qin surrender, you will naturally get what you want to know.
Otherwise, we will know when the time comes."
When his spiritual consciousness was released, there were no monks within a radius of two to three thousand miles, which made Qin Fengming feel very at ease. He looked at the three demon cultivators and already made a decision in his heart.
"Based on the fact that you, a mere monk from the tribe, dare to be so harsh at this time, do you really think that passing through the pure body of Qinglong Pond is enough to compete with us?"
As the old man spoke, there was no longer any stagnation. A fishy wind suddenly rose up all over his body, and a whistling sound suddenly resounded on the spot. And the figure of the old man, accompanied by this evil wind, suddenly disappeared.
Qin Fengming's expression didn't change at all as he watched the old man suddenly disappear.
"Hoo!" A strong wind howled, and suddenly it blew up a few feet away from Qin Fengming.
The evil wind was so strong that it seemed to contain a sharp blade. With the sound of breaking through the air, it swept in front of Qin Fengming. A black shadow suddenly approached with this strong wind.
Amidst the strong wind, a huge tiger claw suddenly appeared, its claw fingers shining with green light were so cold and cold.
The fishy wind blew towards Qin Fengming's body and attacked directly.
The two sides were originally two to three hundred feet apart, but the old man's attack was like teleportation, approaching Qin Fengming with almost no time interval. The speed was so fast that Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes.
It was obvious that this old man's true form was definitely a monster that was extremely good at escaping.
Seeing the flash of the giant claw, Qin Fengming's eyes burned brightly. Although his calm face showed caution, his eyes were filled with a sense of extreme joy.
Power surged within his body, and he suddenly swung out his right hand, a fist shadow wrapped in colorful rays of light, already heading towards the huge tiger claw that looked like the tabletop of the Eight Immortals.
"Bang!" A huge bang of skin and flesh rang out in the dark night.
A muffled sound, followed by a loud bang, suddenly sounded. Following the muffled sound, the figure that suddenly appeared suddenly disappeared again.
Fluctuating together, it reappeared where it originally stood.
Looking at his slightly red palms, Qin Fengming showed a smile on his cautious face just now. He waved his right hand twice and put it behind his back.
"You are not the only one who is powerful in the physical strength of the demon clan. As long as I practice, I, the human monk, can still compete with you. I wonder if there is any fellow Taoist below who wants to test Qin's physical toughness?"
Looking up at the white-haired old man who had reappeared, Qin Fengming spoke calmly.
At this moment, the white-haired old man's expression became extremely ugly, and he didn't know whether it was because of shock or anger. When he raised his right hand, he looked unsteady.
The mana surged in his body, and the old man's face gradually became calm. Looking at Qin Fengming, there was surprise and confusion in his eyes.
"You were not injured at all by Elder Tiger's blow. Your physical toughness is beyond Qing's expectation. Isn't this what you gained from staying in Qinglong Pond for a year?"
Although the middle-aged man's status in Wanling Valley may not be as high as the old man, he is not really afraid of the old man. Seeing the old man's situation, he looked at Qin Fengming, with a strange light in his eyes, and asked
Regarding the matter of Qinglong Pond.
"Qinglong Pond, I think fellow Taoist has also entered it. What effect does it have? Haven't you experienced it personally?"
Although Qin Fengming was not afraid of the three people in front of him, he did not want to have a serious enmity with Wanlinggu. Therefore, in the previous attack, he only used the Golden Body Technique and did not use all his physical strength to attack.
But even so, a powerful aggregation peak demon cultivator still failed to gain the slightest benefit.
Judging from his condition, it seemed that his arm had suffered some pain from the blow just now.
Entering the spiritual world, he also learned about the body of the five dragons and knew that this constitution itself was a powerful physical body.
It can store tremendous magical energy in flesh and blood. This alone is enough to make a monk's physical body tougher. Even if he does not specialize in body-refining techniques, his physical body is much stronger than ordinary monks.
Qin Fengming's encounters were not limited to Qinglong Pond. He had experienced pure bodies several times before.
At the bottom of the pool, he endured the tempering of directly facing the dragon bone, which allowed his body to sublimate again. Being able to defeat a powerful peak-level demon cultivator with only his physical body, in Qin Fengming's view, was already considered normal.
Nothing more.
Of course, in the attack just now, the white-haired old man did not reveal his true form. If it were his true form attacking, the power would naturally be greatly increased.
Qin Fengming also did not use all his strength, and still struck suddenly. If he used the secret technique of transforming treasure ghosts to refine the secret technique to attack, even if the old man transformed into his true form, Qin Fengming would have absolute confidence to tear him apart with one blow.
"So what if you are physically strong? Are you really able to escape from the three of me? Brother Qing, Fairy He Mo, and I will take action together to capture this boy. Then everything will naturally come to light."
The white-haired old man might not usually be a person who takes action based on his emotions, but when two monks of the same level lose face in front of a human monk, he certainly can no longer take it calmly.
As he shouted, the demonic wind began to rise around him again. As the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered rapidly, a deafening beast roar resounded on the spot.