This place is a very strange place. There is no energy of heaven and earth, and no energy of soul. It seems to be a place of death.
Although the monk's soul can drive the power of the soul in the body to fight here, such a battle can only rely on the power of one's own soul. It cannot borrow any external energy.
Therefore, the majestic energy displayed in the fight between the two powerful men at this time is nothing more than the powerful power of their own soul energy and the magic weapon itself.
Qin Fengming had previously driven the Chaos Spirit Treasure, and he knew that its operation required an astonishing amount of energy.
And the terrifying black mist used by the handsome young man at this moment can show such terrifying power, and the power of the soul consumed is also extremely huge.
Seeing the stalemate between the two attacks, Qin Fengming was shocked and at the same time filled with joy.
No matter how outrageous the methods of the two powerful men are, as long as the soul power energy in their bodies is consumed, it will definitely be an extremely beneficial thing for him.
"I never thought that you would be able to resist this wave of Chaos Spiritual Treasure attacks from me with your magical power. It seems that you must be a person of great standing in the Holy Realm. If you stop now,
If you leave on your own, you can forget about the evil.
Otherwise, below, Sha will activate all the power of this spiritual treasure. At that time, even if you want to stop, Sha will be unable to do so. You can only allow the Chaos Spirit Treasure to operate at full power and stimulate all its power.
But when that happens, you will completely perish in this God-killing Realm."
Although the evil-faced man may seem rude, he is definitely very scheming and extremely thoughtful.
His eyes flickered sharply as he looked at the situation at the scene. He secretly gritted his teeth and spoke without any hesitation.
What appeared on his face shocked the evil-faced man who was in the late stage of the Demon Lord. Although this Chaos Spiritual Treasure could only exert less than half of its power in the God-killing Realm, that was it.
With such powerful power, it is absolutely difficult for a late-stage Demon Lord or a peak monk to confront him head-on.
The young man in front of him not only resisted the attack of the spirit treasure head-on, but he also did so only by relying on his own magical power, without sacrificing any powerful treasure.
Such a powerful opponent caused ripples in the heart of the evil-faced man.
"Humph, since Mo can withstand this wave of spiritual treasure attacks from you, even if you drive the Qiankun Pipa with all your strength, Mo can still resist it. If you stop and leave at this time, Mo can also
Let you go, otherwise we will have to fight with all our strength, and the winner will stay."
The handsome young man's face was solemn, but he did not show any intention of wavering. With a cold snort, he refused without giving in.
"Since you are bent on death, the evil spirit will use some of your soul energy to kill you here." The evil-faced man suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face, and said a fierce word in his mouth, and his whole body was suddenly hit by a blast.
The extremely terrifying and majestic power of the soul was wrapped in it.
The two sides only exchanged blows, and it can be said that both of them have an understanding of each other's strength.
If you want to defeat the opponent, ordinary methods are useless. Only by stimulating some powerful means of relying on yourself can you succeed.
At this point, the evil-faced man naturally knew that continuing the stalemate would definitely be detrimental to him.
If there is a stalemate with both parties until the power of the soul in the body is exhausted, even if you finally defeat the handsome young man in front of you, you will eventually lose the ability to deal with the young monk that you want to capture.
His eyes shrank, his teeth clenched, and a series of spells flashed, and he quickly landed on the huge pipa.
The huge pipa, which was already resounding with strings, suddenly appeared with dazzling fluorescence under the emergence of a terrifying wave of soul power energy.
Four deafening clangs suddenly resounded from the huge pipa.
The four strings suddenly vibrated loudly, and a whirlpool of green-gray energy suddenly appeared from the pipa.
As soon as it appeared, the energy vortex grew rapidly, and strange aura suddenly spread over the scene.
The energy vortex moved forward rapidly. An energy vortex like a huge channel surged in the air and swept directly towards the thick black mist ahead.
In the huge energy vortex, three dragon-shaped objects with bodies reaching forty to fifty feet were seen circling and flying in the vortex.
There are three giant dragons, all with different colors. One of them is fiery red, covered with red scales, and is wrapped in a ball of scorching flames. As the dragon's mouth opens and closes, balls of red fire are puffing out intermittently.
Accompanying the fire dragon is an ice dragon whose body is as cold as blue ice crystals and is flying continuously.
This ice dragon is wrapped in a white mist, and a terrifying icy aura permeates the air. When the divine consciousness touches it, the huge spiritual consciousness can also be frozen by the ice.
Circled outside this giant fire and water dragon is a giant cyan dragon.
This blue dragon's entire body is blue, and its spiritual scales are sharp. It seems that there are sharp blades circling around its body. When the eyes fall on it, it seems that it is cut by those sharp blades, but it is impossible to fully see the huge dragon body.
The vortex swept across, and a solid black-yellow wall quickly formed around the three giant dragons.
The covering wall is tough, and a thick aura like the earth emanates.
The vortex rotated rapidly, and a terrifying suction force suddenly emerged from the huge vortex. The suction force was diffuse, and the thick black mist rolling in front was sucked into the huge vortex that had expanded to hundreds of feet.
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The suction force was so terrifying that even the handsome young man standing far away could not avoid it. Along with the thick mist, he fell into the huge whirlpool.
Seeing such a situation suddenly appear in the distance, Qin Fengming's heart was suddenly shocked, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his pupils could not help but shrink.
The attack launched by the Chaos Spirit Treasure made Qin Fengming deeply feel the threat.
Without the temple, the dragon bones and the broken small bowl, Qin Fengming did not have the slightest confidence whether he could withstand this unpredictable attack from the Chaos Spiritual Treasure with his own strength alone.
Just looking at the huge whirlpool displayed by the Qiankun Pipa makes people feel helpless.
Mysterious spiritual patterns swam in the huge whirlpool, and a chaotic aura that made the soul tremble spread out from the whirlpool, and a vast aura that seemed to come from ancient times suddenly enveloped the surrounding area.
Just the compelling aura of this whirlpool is enough to cause the soul of an aggregation monk to collapse and fall on the spot.
Even if Qin Fengming had never experienced the danger of being sucked into a whirlpool, he could still guess how dangerous it was.
Standing in the distance, watching the huge vortex sweep through, he couldn't help but feel worried for the handsome young man.
Time passed slowly, and Qin Fengming was shocked. The face of the evil-faced man who was driving the huge pipa suddenly changed, and a ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face.
A violent aura spurted out from his body. A loud shout, and a sudden shout from his mouth resounded on the spot:
"Impossible, you actually defeated the attack of this Chaos Spiritual Treasure of mine?"