Facing the sudden burst of terrifying energy in his body, Qin Fengming immediately thought of the round cymbal.
The ball of light that had just struck so quickly and did not enter his body, although it was very fast, he could still identify it as the small round cymbal.
Although Qin Fengming did not have specific statistics on the majestic yin energy that was absorbed by the round cymbal, he also knew that it was so majestic that it was unimaginable.
The yin energy raging in the body at this moment should be the majestic energy sucked in by that round cymbal.
Suddenly feeling the impact of this terrifying energy, Qin Fengming's expression was suddenly shocked, and his face showed a ferocious look. But it was only for a moment, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on his ferocious face.
The already ferocious face suddenly revealed a surprise, making its expression even more ugly.
The Treasure Ghost Refining Technique in the body was running at full speed, protecting the mind from being corroded. Then the body twisted up and began to operate the Xuangui Technique. Enduring the unspeakable severe pain in the body, it began to quickly guide the violent energy that suddenly burst out of the body.
The whole body moves rapidly, integrating into the flesh and bones.
A majestic aura suddenly surrounded his body, and a layer of Yin energy that almost turned into substance enveloped his entire body.
The energy around him seemed very violent, as if he would explode on the spot if he touched it.
The surprise in Qin Fengming's heart did not last long. A more terrifying soul energy than before suddenly emerged, causing his stable mind to suddenly stagnate. Under the powerful use of the secret technique of the treasure ghost refining secret, the sea of consciousness,
It was actually unable to withstand the impact of this terrifying soul energy.
His mind was roaring, his mind was agitated, and a feeling of fainting immediately enveloped his whole body...
When Qin Fengming was suddenly ravaged by the majestic Yin energy, the Ice Valley turned into a killing battlefield.
But the ones who took the lead were not the numerous gathered monks who entered the Ice Valley, but dozens of terrifying ghosts in the realm of gods.
Among these ghosts, the ones with the highest cultivation level are the three who are in the late stage of spiritual communication. The ghosts are covered in ice and their methods are extremely terrifying. They can easily break through the defense of the anti-aggregation monks and freeze the opponent.
What is even more terrifying is that although these ghosts have not fully opened their spiritual intelligence, they know how to unite to fight against the enemy. Therefore, when they appear, there are only two or three of them.
Facing two or three ghosts that are psychic or above, and whose methods are extremely cold, even if several monks who enter the Ice Valley join forces, it is generally difficult to gain the slightest upper hand.
What threatens many aggregation monks is also the moving speed of these ghosts.
In this cold place, although ghosts and ghosts are also affected by space restrictions, they are much less suppressed than monks. As long as they are locked by the ghosts and spirits, except those demon cultivators or demon cultivators who have powerful body-refining techniques.
Except for monks, few people can escape from the hands of ghosts.
If it was two or three years ago, there would have been hundreds of powerful monks in the Ice Valley.
Facing more than a dozen supernatural ghosts, we might be able to work together to resist, but at this time, most of the Ice Valley monks have left. There are only dozens or hundreds of them left.
The Ice Valley is vast, and although dozens of monks still exist, they are too far apart. Faced with the sudden appearance of ghosts, few people can gather together to resist together.
In just one day, twenty or thirty monks had already fallen into the mouths of ghosts in the Ice Valley.
Those ghosts seem to be extremely sensitive to the aura of monks, and can often accurately track the traces of monks from two to three hundred miles away.
At this time, almost all the monks who are still in the Ice Valley are aware of the existence of supernatural ghosts. Even the monks in the nearby areas outside the Ice Valley are also aware of it.
Facing the existence of powerful ghosts and ghosts, what everyone can do is to escape from the Ice Valley quickly and then stay away from this area.
A few days later, there was a place in the extremely deep area within the Ice Valley.
At the foot of a tall mountain peak, suddenly, a huge piece of ice suddenly shattered, and six figures suddenly flew out from a small mine under the ice.
Of these six monks, three men and three women, the highest are three people who are at the peak of the Assemblage. The lowest are a female cultivator who is in the middle of the Assemblage.
Logically speaking, a group of monks with such strength should never appear so deep in the Ice Valley.
But things in the world are unpredictable, and a wave of monks with such strength appeared in places where they shouldn't have appeared.
"Brother Gong, I have been waiting here for several years this time, and the harvest has been quite fruitful. If there was no information from Brother Gong, and he led us here, if we want to obtain so many Mysterious Soul Crystals, with our ability,
It’s absolutely difficult to do. I don’t want to say too many words of thanks. If my Taoist friend has something to do in the future, my Qi family will definitely do our best to help.”
As soon as a fair-faced, beardless middle-aged man came out of the mine, he immediately rushed to the black-haired old man beside him, cupping his fists and cupping his hands, and said in a polite tone.
"Brother Qi's words are serious. Although the land here is owned by Gong and Brother Feng. But if the three fairies of the Qi family did not use their secret magic powers, even if they arrive here, it will be difficult to accurately find the Mysterious Soul Crystal every time. This time,
It seems that Brother Feng and I have taken advantage of Brother Qi."
The black-haired old man was very polite, his words were impeccable, and he seemed to be very pleasing to the ear.
These two monks are exactly the two people who have gathered at the top. They seem to be the leaders of this wave of monks.
The most taboo thing about cooperation is competing for each other's credit and taking advantage of each other. These two leading monks at the top of the aggregation obviously did not do this.
Everyone did not stay for long, talked to each other, and then walked away towards the exit of the Ice Valley.
Among these six people, three of them sacrificed magic weapons to resist the cold, but three of them did not sacrifice any magic weapons.
What is surprising is that the three people who sacrificed the magic weapon were the three male cultivators at the peak of the aggregation. The two late-stage aggregation and one female cultivator in the middle-stage aggregation did not make any movements at all, but relied on their own body-protecting auras.
, resisting the cold that even Qin Fengming was afraid of.
Based on this alone, it is enough to know that these three female cultivators are not weak in this cold place.
"Brother Gong, how come there are no monks here? It's still nearly a year before Black Mist Island is closed. Logically speaking, this should be the time when many monks leave this place. We have been running around for several days, how could this happen?
Have you never met a fellow Taoist?"
A few days later, a group of six people were only four to five thousand miles away from the exit of the Ice Valley.
However, there should be many monks staying in this area, but at this time, none of them were seen. The six astute monks couldn't help but feel puzzled.
The monks all have ways to calculate time, and the error is generally very small. The six of them can be sure that it is far from the time when Black Mist Island is closed.
The place they were standing at this time was a gathering place for monks. When they passed by this place before, they had clearly seen many monks there.
But at this time, they didn't see anyone in this area.
Such a situation made the six gathered monks feel anxious in their hearts.
"Ah, no, are there ghosts in the realm of ghosts?" Just when the six people stopped and stood, with great surprise in their hearts, suddenly, the old man surnamed Gong suddenly exclaimed.
As he spoke, a blue-gray mist suddenly appeared in everyone's consciousness.
The mist rolled rapidly, and in just a moment, it arrived in front of the six people.