For Qin Fengming, his heart was filled with joy for this encounter with the old monster Miaoxie.
Because this time he took action, it was the first time in a real sense that he fought with others with the strength of the early stage of spiritual connection, and he was fighting with a real peak spiritual monk.
Although he had tried his skills before in Ten Thousand Stone Forest, they were only some monsters of the same level. It was really difficult to test the power of his methods and how far they had reached.
The man from the Winged Clan in front of him is truly a person at the pinnacle of divine connection.
The attack just now gave Qin Fengming a rough understanding of the strength of this notorious Miaoxie old monster. Although the huge bird just now was not his trump card, it was definitely one that he valued very much.
Secret technique.
This is equivalent to his own Qing Yan Sword Technique. As long as it is used, it is enough for him to achieve a certain result.
From this point of view, his own Qing Yan Sword Technique can easily break the opponent's secret attack, which is enough to make Qin Fengming happy. This naturally shows that his most commonly used Qing Yan Sword Technique is enough to compete with
The powerful secret technique of a cultivator at the pinnacle of theosophy resisted.
A wave of attacks destroyed the huge monster bird, and Qin Fengming was naturally very happy.
"With your ability, can't you really tell whether a person is in the early stage of spiritual enlightenment?" Qin Fengming stood still, and when he saw that the thick fog did not sweep forward again, he replied without taking action.
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It can be said that in the early stage of the struggle between the two sides whether it is a spiritual connection or not, it is of no use at all.
When monks fight, what they compete for is the strength of their means. There is really no need to tell clearly what level the opponent is. The old man asked this question just to find a reason for his own means to be defeated.
As Qin Fengming spoke, his fingers were already pointed at the center of his eyebrows. The glow flashed, and a huge sword blade appeared in his hand.
Although there are many monks in the Winged Tribe who do not know how to refine magic weapons, this is not absolute. Some powerful people still have powerful magic weapons in their bodies. They regard the magic weapons as their own destiny and refine them.
It is also a common thing among the Winged Clan.
At this time, Qin Fengming casually sacrificed the object of his destiny. With the blessing of Huanxin Jue, he could be sure that the old monster Miaoxie would never know that he was not a member of the Winged Clan.
"Old man, now, it's time for you to try Qin's method." Qin Fengming's words immediately resounded as he took the gift of his life.
As he spoke, the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword in his hand quickly appeared on the spot.
The sword light flashed, and the huge sword blades condensed light and emerged. Under the rapid movement in the air, they immediately condensed together to form huge sword lotuses, whistling rapidly towards the green mist in front of them.
Killed and left.
Qin Fengming certainly knew that the thick green mist in front of him was a secret technique of the demon clan.
The aura carried by the sword light of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword can be said to have an extremely powerful purifying effect on the mist transformed by this secret technique.
As the huge sword lotuses flashed, the thick green mist covering a thousand feet in radius was cleared away almost instantly.
The land in front of him was empty, and the old man who was hidden in the thick fog had disappeared.
"Hmph, this junior's magic weapon is quite sharp. It broke my secret technique in an instant. But the next blow will kill this junior." Just when Qin Fengming took action to clear the thick fog in a large area in front of him,
A disembodied, perverse voice whose location was difficult to determine suddenly resounded around the body.
Upon hearing this sound, Qin Fengming immediately stopped holding the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword in his hand.
He has extremely rich fighting experience and knows that taking random actions at this moment has no value.
It was only Qin Fengming's first encounter with Old Monster Miaoxie, but he already knew in his heart that the word "Miaoxie" in Old Monster Miaoxie's name was definitely more than just a title. There must be a very deep meaning in it.
The fact that the old monster was hiding in the hall has already explained the problem.
This is the pinnacle of the Winged Clan's divine power, and his magical power of transformation and invisibility is definitely among the best.
Standing still, Qin Fengming was on full alert. The Silver Spirit Shield was already suspended on his back, protecting his figure. The long sword in his hand was ready to be used at any time.
Just when Qin Fengming became wary, a very strange wave suddenly appeared within a thousand feet around him.
This fluctuation is said to be strange. Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual consciousness cannot see through the source of this fluctuation.
And although he sensed the fluctuations appearing in the surrounding space, no matter how locked his spiritual consciousness was, it was difficult to sense the specific energy contained in the fluctuations. This feeling was somewhat similar to what he had experienced in the main hall.
Qin Fengming's sense of vigilance had just surged, and he suddenly felt that the void he was in seemed to be extremely distorted, and then the place around him immediately became illusory.
Looking around now, I saw that the mountains where the Wu family was previously had disappeared.
He actually seemed to be transported into a closed space.
Before he could make up his mind, eight illusory and flickering figures suddenly appeared in all directions around him without any warning, completely surrounding him.
Although the body shape is illusory, people can still see the figure clearly. The general appearance, general movements, and the object in the hand are all a spear of several feet with a sharp light flashing.
Among these eight figures, it is difficult to tell which one is the real one. It seems that the eight figures are all real, but none of them seem to be real.
There was almost no pause. As soon as several figures appeared, they quickly attacked Qin Fengming's body from all directions. The spear in his hand flashed a cold light, and an extremely majestic energy was wrapped around it, which seemed to contain the ability to pierce the void.
in.
Facing the eight figures and eight sharp spears approaching from all directions, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed.
Before the sharp blade came, an extremely terrifying and majestic force of confinement of heaven and earth energy had already completely enveloped Qin Fengming on the spot. The feeling of stagnation before came to his body again.
Before the sharp gun blade touched his body, there were sharp stabbing sensations, accompanied by the terrifying power of confinement, which also acted on him at the same time.
If it weren't for the strength of his re-refined Qing Yan sword and shield, the sharp aura of the eight gun blades alone would have been enough to kill an early stage cultivator on the spot.
Facing such a scene, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened. The object held by the opponent was obviously a magic weapon of his own destiny.
The other party was a person at the pinnacle of spiritual power. He struck with all his strength with the object of destiny in his hand. Its power was so powerful that Qin Fengming was not sure whether the object of destiny in his hand could resist it.
Of course, he didn't dare to compete with the other party for this natal attack.
At this time, if he wanted to use other magic weapons to intercept him, he would not rush there anymore. And even if he was allowed, Qin Fengming would not sacrifice six or seven powerful magic weapons at the same time.
Being able to sacrifice six or seven magic weapons at once in the Nightmare Moon Realm is absolutely unique. It is so unwise that Qin Fengming would not dare to try it casually.
Although his expression showed a solemn look, Qin Fengming was still extremely calm in his heart. Because at this time, his spiritual thoughts had already locked a huge skeleton in it. As long as his spiritual thoughts moved, the dragon bone that had saved his life several times would be released.