Green light flashed, and the several-foot-long rope was like a blue lightning. In just a flash, it arrived in front of Qin Fengming, who was standing motionless.
The green light was dazzling, and the long rope was like a long snake. The moment it touched Qin Fengming's protective spiritual light, it quickly wound towards his body at an extremely terrifying speed.
The next moment, the female cultivator's face, which originally showed a slight smile, suddenly paused, and the smile that had just appeared immediately solidified on her charming face.
The infallible long rope magic weapon and the soul-crushing magic mist jointly attacked. Under the rapid winding of the long rope, the body of the young man trapped in it suddenly collapsed on the spot like a little star.
Seeing that her attack failed like this, the female cultivator was immediately shocked.
She knew very well how powerful her soul-terrifying demonic mist was. Even if a monk of the same level suddenly fell into the demonic mist that she spent countless efforts to cultivate, his mind would definitely be disturbed for a moment.
To seize, to become sluggish.
She didn't think that the young monk in front of her who was at the peak of spiritual enlightenment had a more powerful spiritual soul than the monk in the middle stage of Xuanling.
But what she saw before her was once again beyond her imagination.
The young monk who was surrounded by the soul-crushing demonic mist, under the sudden attack of her rope magic weapon, still used strange body skills to avoid the binding and imprisonment of the rope magic weapon.
An afterimage shot through the demonic mist and turned into several figures, quickly surrounding the female cultivator.
"You are not afraid of the invasion of my soul-crushing demonic mist!" In the exclamation, the female cultivator waved her jade hand, and a scarlet glow shone, followed by a burst of chissing sounds in the air, followed by a series of red lights.
Shooting, he suddenly shot towards several figures that were surrounding him.
The red light suddenly appeared, and several figures were pierced by it. The figures turned into dots of stars and disappeared.
Only a figure stopped a hundred feet away from the female cultivator. As soon as the arc of light flashed, it intercepted the incoming red light in front of it.
Just now, Qin Fengming suddenly felt a hint of coolness entering his body. He was shocked and discovered that the strange aura that invaded the sea of consciousness did not attack the sea of consciousness, but only made his soul feel frightened.
Qin Fengming, who had stabilized his mind, suddenly heard what the female cultivator said.
As you can tell from the name of the Soul-Creeping Demonic Mist, the attack effect of this kind of demonic mist only makes the monks feel an extreme sense of fear.
After discovering that there was no other attack effect, Qin Fengming no longer worried.
As soon as the magic power in the body moved, the Wind Wind Phantom Body Technique was unleashed, shooting towards the slightly startled female cultivator.
Unfortunately, although the female cultivator was surprised that he was not attacked by her magic mist, she did not lose her vigilance. Suddenly, she saw several figures flashing towards her, and several daggers flew out of her hands. Qin Fengming's phantom movement technique was broken.
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The gray mist was taken back by the female cultivator and turned into a ball of gray light, which was collected into the sleeves of her robe.
The female cultivator was decisive. Since the Soul-Destroying Demonic Mist had no effect on the young man in front of her, there was no use in using it.
"Junior, you really did not make Brother Huang wrong. You are really very difficult to deal with." The female cultivator, who had been repeatedly frustrated in her attacks, looked at Qin Fengming who had appeared, and did not retreat, but said with a gloomy face.
"Huh, Qin's tough one is still behind." Qin Fengming, who was standing still with his eyes flashing slightly as he watched the short blades that were only about a foot long shoot back, were put into the palms of the female cultivators' hands.
He snorted coldly.
"Mei'er, be careful! Come back quickly." Before Qin Fengming finished speaking, the middle-aged monk standing far away suddenly shouted quickly.
"I want to leave now, but it's too late." Qin Fengming was shocked when he heard the middle-aged man's voice. However, he still shouted and his hand was already pointing out in the air.
There was a sudden sound of wind and thunder, and majestic and rolling thick clouds swept out. In an instant, they swept across an area of several thousand feet.
The middle-aged monk shouted, and his figure did not show much shaking, but an afterimage flashed, and when it was revealed again, it was already several miles away.
The middle-aged monk's expression was calm. Although he had been alert for a long time, he only shouted to remind the female cultivator and did not break his previous agreement and intervene in the fight between Qin Fengming and the female cultivator.
Wind and thunder resounded loudly, thick clouds covered the sky, and the Four Elephant Sword Formation was activated by Qin Fengming at this moment. Amidst the howling wind and thunder, the body of the female cultivator immediately disappeared into the violent celestial phenomenon.
After previously sacrificing the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, Qin Fengming sacrificed the Four Symbols Qing Yan Sword out of his body.
This was the first time that Qin Fengming used the Four Elephant Sword Formation that he had re-sacrificially sacrificed. The female cultivator was already in the middle stage of Xuanling, so she was the perfect person to test this sword formation.
"Aren't you going to rescue that fairy?" Qin Fengming's figure flashed and appeared at the edge of the thick clouds. He looked at the middle-aged monk who was floating in the air and still showed no strange expression.
Qin Fengming was also feeling uneasy at this moment. Although he had trapped the female cultivator within the sword formation, if this Xuanling became powerful in the later stages, it could be said that he would have no means to fight with her anymore.
He doesn't think that his strength has reached the point where he can compete with the late Xuan Ling powerful ones.
Although he felt uneasy, Qin Fengming was not afraid. In the worst case, he would sacrifice himself in the temple and call out the two powerful men to solve the problem in front of him.
"With your strength, you are not strong enough to conquer the palace girl."
Seeing that Qin Fengming still had time to appear in front of him at this moment, the middle-aged brow wrinkled slightly. However, he still had no intention of taking action.
"That's very good. As long as Qin insists on having half a cup of tea, senior will fulfill the previous agreement, right?" After hearing that the middle-aged man still didn't want to interfere, Qin Fengming never let down his guard, but he spoke out to remind the middle-aged monk,
They still have an agreement.
The middle-aged man did not speak again, but nodded calmly.
Seeing that the middle-aged man still looked calm and calm, Qin Fengming couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart. His consciousness quickly glanced into the sword formation, and his expression suddenly became ugly.
A bad sound suddenly sounded in his heart.
In just a short time of speaking, the Four Elephant Sword Formation, which was activated with all his strength, became shaky at this moment.
Within the sword array that spanned thousands of feet, terrifying blue light groups were seen moving rapidly amid wind blades and thunder and lightning. A terrifying coldness filled the air from the light groups.
And out.
Ice and cold swept across it, and the movement of the Four Elephant Sword Formation seemed to slow down.
The terrifying sword blades and lightning attacks that Qin Fengming was confident could easily kill the cultivators at the top of the spiritual realm, when they came into contact with the several-foot-long blue-blue light group, they disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.
As the attacks swept away, the blue-blue light group expanded rapidly.
"This... what kind of secret technique is this? How can it have such terrifying power?" Qin Fengming exclaimed in surprise. Qin Fengming, who had not yet used the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, quickly made a seal with his hands, and the four sword blades suddenly appeared out of thin air.
It shot back, disappeared between his eyebrows, and disappeared.
Fear emerged in Qin Fengming's heart, and he vaguely felt that as long as he took back the sword array a little later, the Four Elephants Sword would be sucked into the terrifying blue ball of light.
"You are very good. You can make this fairy have to display the Qianyuan Frost Divine Light. You are proud of yourself. Next, it is the time for you to execute me."