This place is in the midst of a war between ethnic groups, and depending on the meaning, the three united ethnic groups have some upper hand. Under such circumstances, Qin Fengming's best choice is to maintain good relations with the three ethnic groups.
However, Qin Fengming went against the norm this time and took action to kill a powerful person with a high status in the ethnic group.
Of course, this was not because Qin Fengming was ignorant of the importance, but because the old man had himself to blame.
The old man knew clearly that the two of them were related to the Linghan Merchant Alliance, but he used ruthless tactics to kill him directly.
If it were Huang Qizhi, he might have died a long time ago.
Facing such a ruthless person, if Qin Fengming left anything to him, he would really be considered easy to bully.
Now that he has had rifts with the three ethnic groups, Qin Fengming will no longer look forward or backward. As long as he is not surrounded by hundreds of thousands of spiritual cultivators, with his current methods, as long as he attacks with all his strength, he is really not too good.
Too afraid of ethnic monks.
As for the Ancestor Zhan Yuan who had just advanced to the Xuan level, he thought that even if he couldn't win, it would be difficult for the opponent to stop him if he wanted to leave.
Even if he couldn't escape, the worst he could do was sacrifice himself to the temple and let the spirit of Yi Yang take action.
As for the Linghan Merchant Alliance, they are naturally not really afraid of these small ethnic groups. Since the other party was the first to be unreasonable, they will naturally not do nothing.
"I'm looking for death, but I can't blame Qin. What? The two fellow Taoists still want to fight with Qin?"
Putting away his natal magic weapon, Qin Fengming looked at the two spiritual cultivators standing far away, and said calmly with an extremely calm expression.
At this time, everyone present, except for the dozens of surviving transformed infants and gathering monks who were hiding below, there were also three spiritual monks.
It can be said that except for Hong Changfei and He Lianqi, no one else at the scene was surprised that Qin Fengming was able to kill the late-stage ancestor in an instant.
A young monk who can easily destroy four black dragon boats can easily kill a person in the late stage of spiritual enlightenment. It is really nothing.
The reason why many Transformation Infants and Assemblage monks did not remind the old man was probably because of the previous twenty or thirty monks of the same level who suddenly died in front of them.
Everyone knew clearly that the reason why those monks were able to die on the spot without even being exposed at all was related to the young monk. If they secretly transmitted the message, it was hard for anyone to say whether the other party would notice it and follow in the footsteps of those monks.
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Monks are all selfish. Even if they are the ancestors of their own tribe, no one will easily choose to perish when their own life and death are in front of them.
At this moment, the one who feels most at ease in my heart is of course Huang Qizhi.
In his opinion, as long as they don't encounter Xuan-level beings, no one can threaten him and Qin Fengming.
"Hmph, you dare to kill fellow Daoist He. You really think that all three of our tribes are gone. No matter who you are today or how powerful your methods are, you will never leave this place alive."
What surprised Qin Fengming was that after seeing that he easily killed the late-stage spiritual cultivator, the evil-faced middle-aged cultivator named the leader was not frightened. Instead, he snorted coldly and said:
Open your mouth and say.
As he spoke his words, his figure flew out and approached where Qin Fengming was standing.
Hong Changfei knew in his heart that the two people in front of him at the moment were headed by this young monk who had never seen him before. As long as he was captured and killed, the remaining Huang Qizhi would not be a concern.
By this time, he had secretly made up his mind. This time, the two people in front of him, no matter who they were from the merchant alliance, would definitely be captured and killed.
As long as the three tribes can win this time, the Qiongshan tribe will definitely get a lot of benefits. By then, they will no longer be afraid of the Linghan Merchant Alliance.
Although the Merchant Alliance Treaty states that if any Merchant Alliance is attacked, other Merchant Alliances will share the same hatred, but in the world of immortality for thousands of years, it can be said that no one has actually done this.
The monks are all people who can't bear to do anything for nothing. Without enough benefits, naturally no other business alliance will get into trouble. And this trouble is a group with a mysterious level.
Hong Changfei already knew how powerful the young man in front of him was, so he stepped forward and stopped when he was still six to seven hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.
As soon as he stood still, his hands were opened, and a thick cold mist suddenly spurted out from his hands.
The blue-black mist swept across, and in just an instant, it filled the area hundreds of feet in front of the evil-faced middle-aged man.
The mist rolled rapidly, like rolling thick clouds, and spread rapidly towards the surrounding areas without stopping.
Facing the sudden thick fog, Qin Fengming's eyes showed a solemn expression. He also felt a dangerous aura in the fog.
With a flash of his figure, a ball of colorful rays of light enveloped his body.
This mist obviously contained danger, and he didn't want to take the risk himself and be enveloped in the rapidly rolling mist before he understood it again.
But what made Qin Fengming nervous was that just when he was about to use his escape technique to dodge, he suddenly felt a soft force coming out from behind him without any warning, restraining his body on the spot.
Although the restraining force was gentle, it seemed like there were thousands of invisible threads intertwined around his body, preventing him from moving his body.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but be wary of being able to produce such an effect just by relying on the mist aura.
As soon as the magic power in his body moved, the soul-eating ghost fire suddenly emerged, and a layer of green flames covered his whole body. As the soul-eating ghost fire appeared, the power of confinement in his body also disappeared.
Just the confinement of breath is still difficult to do in front of the soul-devouring ghost fire.
The body was no longer restrained, but Qin Fengming's figure no longer moved, but stood on the spot, with blue light flashing in his eyes, and did not take any immediate action.
The green and black mist swept across, enveloping him in an instant.
When his body suddenly entered the mist, Qin Fengming felt a thick cold air approaching him. However, this cold air could hardly cause any damage to the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire.
"Ga! Ga! Ga!~~"
Just as Qin Fengming was scanning the surroundings in the thick fog, an extremely scary and strange sound suddenly sounded from within the fog.
Qin Fengming glanced quickly with his consciousness, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
Within the thick mist, four skeletons appeared from four directions. Their bones made frightening noises, and they were walking towards where he stood step by step with firm steps.
Although Qin Fengming was suspended in the air at the moment, when he saw the four skeletons on the ground below him, he felt a feeling of panic. It seemed that those four skeletons carried a horror that he could not ignore.