Facing a foundation-building monk, Qin Fengming no longer cared at this time.
At the bottom of the Biyou Valley Cave, he was able to fight alone with a Demon General-level demon. This kind of experience must be extremely rare among Foundation Establishment monks.
Seeing that the other party actually wanted to use magic weapons to kill him, he secretly sneered in his heart, so he threw out the Fire Talisman, followed by eight spiritual weapons, and after the spiritual weapons, he threw out hundreds of Fire Bullet Talismans.
Under these three waves of attacks, Qin Fengming was convinced that even a monk in the early stages of becoming an elixir would not be able to escape if he was suddenly defenseless.
Just when the monk surnamed Wang turned around and fled, Qin Fengming, who was using his rapid movement technique, had already approached a few feet behind him. With a finger pointing, a burst of spiritual power shot into his body. He suddenly
I felt my body tremble, and it was difficult to mobilize any spiritual power.
As Qin Fengming's body circled, he actually carried the monk surnamed Wang with him, together with the spiritual weapons and magic weapons he had sacrificed, and flew back to where he originally stood.
As soon as his spiritual thoughts moved, twenty or thirty flames that had not yet lost their power immediately circled around him, firmly protecting him.
Without any hesitation, he made a hand seal, and after a while, his right hand touched the head of the old man surnamed Wang.
At this time, Qin Fengming actually used the soul-searching technique to search for the soul of the old man named Wang.
Under the watchful eyes of more than twenty monks at the scene, Qin Fengming had already searched the soul of the captured old man named Wang.
When they saw that the middle-aged monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment was so blatantly searching for the soul of a peak Foundation Establishment monk, the monks present were even more shocked than when they saw him kill a monk of the same level easily.
A monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment performs a soul-searching technique on a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Such a strange thing happens in front of you, and anyone will be shocked and confused:
Could it be that the person in front of me is the old monster Yicheng Dan who is fake?
This thought was indeed shared by most of the monks present. At this time, the peak monks, who were in the later stage of foundation building, no longer had the slightest contempt. The eyes looking at Qin Fengming were already full of fear.
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"Fellow Daoist Lu, this person's methods are so difficult to deal with that it's hard for us and a few of us to do anything about him. Why don't we all take action together to kill this person to avoid future troubles."
The white-bearded old man surnamed Yan was filled with fear at this time. With this middle-aged method, if the five brothers originally fought with him, it would be difficult to get any benefits. Even if he fell into his hands, it would be very likely.
thing.
For not taking action against the three of them earlier, he had no regrets at this time, but the thought of luck filled his heart.
"Okay, this person is very powerful. We can only attack together and kill him first."
The old man surnamed Lu was also very frightened, but at this time, it was difficult to leave calmly, so he could only fight to kill the opponent.
"Fellow Taoists, these three people are too powerful. Only if I and the Taoists work together and use our most powerful methods can we kill them. Otherwise, we will not be able to leave this place alive."
Following the cry of the monk surnamed Lu, the shocked monks became more cheerful. They were originally murderers and gangsters, but they had a lot of ferocity in their hearts. When they saw someone taking the lead, their courage suddenly increased.
So amidst the shouts of the crowd, they all sacrificed their own spiritual weapons and magic weapons. Under the leadership of the monk surnamed Lu and the old man surnamed Yan, they slowly approached Qin Fengming.
After completing the soul search, Qin Fengming saw that the other party was no longer fighting alone, his expression did not change at all, his eyes were brightly staring at the approaching monks, and he said loudly:
"The monks from Yuzhou really didn't stick to their words and actually wanted to win with more. Humph, originally we wanted to use spiritual stones to buy our lives, but you actually wanted to kill them all. Forget it, if I don't show some means and kill you all, I think you won't be able to stop.
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Just when he finished speaking, Bai Jizhou had already appeared in front of him, and in a flash, he was standing on Bai Zhou.
Then with a wave of his hand, a huge black figure appeared simultaneously dozens of feet away from both sides of the monks.
The cultivators who were approaching were looking intently, and their hearts were suddenly shocked. The two huge figures that flashed out turned out to be two level four top-grade monsters.
Just when the monks were stunned, two level four monsters, urged by Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts, swayed rapidly and flew towards the monks at extremely fast speeds.
"No, everyone quickly bring out their weapons and kill the two monsters."
Following the sound of shouts, dozens of spiritual weapons, mixed with two or three magic weapons, suddenly changed their direction and turned to attack the two huge monsters.
But just when everyone was panicking, the middle-aged monk in front of them was wrapped in several colorful walls, carrying more than 20 fire weapons, and flew towards the crowd quickly, as fast as lightning.
, even if the magic weapon is flying at high speed, it will not give way at all.
This change puzzled everyone present.
When monks fight, they are always thirty or forty feet apart, each using their treasure to attack. Who has ever seen Qin Fengming approaching directly?
"No matter what the person's methods are, everyone quickly drives the treasure to intercept and kill him."
Just when everyone didn't know why, the old man named Yan with a white beard was in a panic and shouted anxiously. At this moment, he suddenly understood that the three people in front of him had been playing cat-and-cat since everyone showed up.
The game of mice.
At this time, the monk opposite wanted to kill so many foundation-building monks on the spot with one person's power. Once he thought about this, the old man's heart suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his body felt a sudden chill.
The opponent can carry such a number of spiritual stones and come here from the ultra-long-distance teleportation array. Who dares to do this without extraordinary means.
When many weapons were slashing at the middle-aged man on the other side, the opponent did not even use any spiritual weapon. The white boat under his feet changed its direction and immediately dodged all the weapons. None of them could kill him.
Hit the wall outside his body.
When the monks activated their treasures again and wanted to chop them again, they suddenly discovered that dozens of flames were already approaching. Huge scorching energy rushed towards them, as if they were in a sea of fire.
Ignoring attacking the middle-aged monk, everyone immediately activated their spiritual weapons and magic weapons to intercept the fire.
But what makes everyone tremble is that their spiritual weapons are wrapped in fire. In just a moment, their spiritual energy will be greatly lost, making it difficult to use them again.
Even the magic weapon, under the attack of three or four fires, was immediately unable to move an inch further and was firmly blocked in the air.
"Ah~~ah~~"
Just when everyone was frightened, a red light quickly moved among the monks. As the red light continued to flash, several screams suddenly sounded from the crowd of monks.
This incident made it even more difficult for the monks who were already terrified to calm down.