"Hey, this is interesting. This puppet thing is not a physical entity, but a condensed form of ghosts. This is the first time I have encountered such a method." Blue light flashed in his eyes, and Qin Fengming let out a cry of surprise.
Seeing the tall body in front of him suddenly collapse, Qin Fengming quickly recovered from the shock.
Just now, even with his clear eyes, he could not see through the reality of that huge thing. It was actually a gathering of ghosts. Such a method really surprised Qin Fengming.
The Yin Hun itself revealed the aura of divine soul energy, but on that tall body, Qin Fengming had not sensed the slightest concentration of divine soul energy before.
Such a strange situation is difficult to realize in Qin Fengming's understanding.
Even Fang Liang, who controls the ghosts and ghosts, absolutely does not have such means.
"Hmph, it's hard to attack Qin secretly." Qin Fengming thought in his mind, raised his eyebrows suddenly, and snorted coldly.
As soon as he started speaking, dozens of colorful sword lights shot out from the fingers of his hands.
As the thick demonic mist rolled and surged, dozens of miserable screams followed by banging sounds immediately resounded.
The huge multi-colored sword blades shot out, instantly shrouding the surging and rolling demonic mist in front of them. The sword blades shot out, and a dark-colored bone spear flashed out from the demonic mist. The spear blade
While the condensed light was swallowing, it came into contact with the colorful sword blades one after another.
What makes people stunned is that the black spear blade that looks extremely sharp and huge, and contains majestic power, only has a slight contact with the colorful sword blade, and black light flashes up. Then it condenses.
Just like a giant tree being split open by a sharp blade, it was split in two.
The five-colored sword blade flashed across the dark spear blade and struck directly at the bodies of the ghosts in the magic mist.
A howl sounded out, and all the ghostly creatures were instantly involved in the colorful sword blades.
The rays of light flickered, and the sword blade shot past. The dozens of ghostly ghosts who were previously invisible in the magic mist, and seemed to be about to attack Qin Fengming at the peak of spirituality, were swept away by the sword light, and quickly faded away amidst the pitiful cries.
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"The little guy's skills are extraordinary. He can actually see through the hidden bodies of those ghosts. The skills and magical powers you practice seem to have a great restraint effect on ghosts and ghosts. The ghosts of the same level are actually under your attack.
They were actually injured one after another.”
The voice sounded again, and this time there was some surprise in the words.
"What the seniors said is true, and what the juniors have learned has some effect on ghosts and ghosts. If there are all ghosts and ghosts here, seniors should not release them, otherwise it is possible that they will be killed and killed by the juniors." Qin Fengming did not hide anything.
, the words in his mouth were full of ridicule.
He had already judged that there might be a large number of ghosts and ghosts in Chenhuang Palace. When he saw them now, it turned out to be true.
If it were just some ghosts and ghosts, it would be very easy for Qin Fengming to deal with them.
As the words came out of his mouth, the Liuying Sword flickered, submerged into his palm again, and disappeared without a trace.
"The existence of the Demon Lord Realm cannot hinder you, but can you resist the Xuan Lord Realm so easily?" the voice sounded, without any hint of urgency.
Just as the voice fell, a dark sword blade without any energy fluctuations suddenly flashed out from the thick magic mist behind Qin Fengming. Like a black lightning, it suddenly passed through the magic mist and disappeared silently in an instant.
Appeared on Qin Fengming's back.
The black sword blade flashed without any fluctuation, and the narrow blade, which was only an inch wide, hit Qin Fengming's back.
The thick five-color body-protecting aura, under the sharp thrust of the narrow sword blade, did not show any resistance at all, and was broken by the long and narrow sword blade of dark darkness.
But just as the forest-black sword flashed, a slight phoenix cry sounded from Qin Fengming's body, which was standing motionless. The figure wrapped in colorful rays of light suddenly had a trace of illusory distortion.
At the last moment, Qin Fengming still activated the Xuanfeng Aotian Technique and avoided the sharp thrust of the long and narrow sword.
The black sword blade flashed and passed over Qin Fengming's body. The sharp blade directly pierced his body. There was no sound at all, and a group of colorful rays of light suddenly flashed up, and Qin Fengming's fluorescent-wrapped body
, and scattered like debris.
"In the early stage of Xuanzun, the ghost soul has already condensed into a solid body." Qin Fengming appeared in a flash, more than twenty feet away. He looked towards the monk who appeared, holding a black thin sword several feet long.
, he frowned slightly and said coldly.
The person who appeared in front of him at this moment was a middle-aged monk with a cold face, without a trace of emotion, like an icy statue.
Although his expression was cold, his eyes were shining brightly, showing a murderous and murderous light.
Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness was powerful, and he could tell at a glance that this middle-aged monk was a powerful ghost that had condensed into a solid body.
As he spoke, his expression suddenly became shocked.
A ghost in the early stage of Xuanling, even if it had condensed into a physical body, would not be able to shock Qin Fengming at this time.
But in front of him, Qin Fengming's eyes widened in shock when he saw a ghost in the early stage of Xuanling that had made a sneak attack without harming him at all.
What shocked Qin Fengming was not the cultivation level of the ghost in front of him, but the long sword in his hand.
The long sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, and was completely black in color, wrapped in a layer of green light, with no trace of energy fluctuations visible on it. The sword was narrow and long, only an inch wide and four feet to seven inches long.
Such a long sword seems to be able to break as long as it is touched.
But when Qin Fengming saw this long sword, his heart suddenly agitated, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.
A long, thin, non-retractable long sword is not a commonly used magic weapon among monks. When he saw the long sword used by the monk in front of him, he immediately thought of the sword he had encountered in the dark sea of Tianhong Realm.
The sword used by famous assassins.
The blade of the sword is also slender and as thin as a cicada's wing, and the body technique is also suitable for sneak attacks.
"Being able to dodge a deliberate attack by a Xuanzun is beyond my expectation. I just don't know if you can completely pass the test. There is a valley in front of you. You walk through it and leave the valley in front of you.
Then you can get the Chenhuang Order, you only have one chance, if you fail once, you will completely fall into the Chenhuang Palace."
Just when Qin Fengming looked at the sword in the middle-aged hand and thought rapidly in his heart, the voice came from afar again.
The voice sounded, and the middle-aged monk standing in front of Qin Fengming with a cold expression swayed and disappeared into the thick magic mist.
"Have you walked through the valley in front of you? Okay, Qin will see what kind of attacks are revealed."
Looking at the demonic mist surging in front of him, which instantly revealed a valley with tall peaks on both sides, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed slightly and he spoke calmly.
After finishing his words, his figure already flashed and walked towards the valley ahead where trees stood tall and tall rocks were scattered.