The fifth thousand seven hundred and fifty-nine chapters are trapped
"Haha, haha, hahahaha... That junior is holding a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, and he was trapped in it by the combined attack technique we used."
"The junior must have thought that the combined attack technique we used was just like the ax blade before. It was a pure attack technique. Who would have thought that the golden wing skimming magical power of our Wuyan tribe was a concentrated attack technique?
A powerful technique that seals and unites oneself.”
"I really didn't expect that that person didn't even know the reality of the combined attack magical power of our Wuyan tribe. He had been dodging those hurricanes without knowing how far to escape."
"Mrs. Chao, it's not that the young man didn't know how to dodge and escape from the hurricane, but that there is not enough space here unless he enters the surrounding magic circle. Mr. Ji insisted that I wait here to intercept this person. It must be because of the small area here.
He didn't make much of a dodge."
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Just when Qin Fengming was wrapped in the two golden wings of the huge flying bird, the ten powerful Wuyan clan men in the distance who were urging the flying bird with all their strength made excited noises.
Everyone had expressions of surprise on their faces. No one had ever thought that a powerful and arrogant young monk would be trapped by the magical power exerted by everyone.
As members of the Wuyan tribe, they certainly know how powerful this magical power inspired by the Jinpeng bloodline is.
Not to mention a cultivator at the top of Xuanling, even if a Mahayana man was wrapped in the wings of the giant bird sacrificed by the ten of them, it would definitely be a disaster.
Because of this golden wing flying attack, the seal is only the initial manifestation of the magical power. The most powerful one is the powerful and sharp golden feathers that continuously slash and attack.
Even a Mahayana man would definitely hate it if he was slashed by golden wings in a sealed space.
Even if it has strong defense means, its mana and soul energy will eventually be exhausted, and it will die.
This kind of besieging Mahayana is not unrecorded in the classics of the Wuyan tribe. There are historical records that two Mahayana were trapped and killed by the powerful forces of the Wuyan tribe.
The reason why the Wuyan tribe has been able to stand in the world of immortality for so long is that in addition to the fact that everyone in the Wuyan tribe studies formations and talismans and has many highly accomplished people, the most important thing is their innate magical power of the Golden Roc.
Although the Wuyan tribe is a super powerful tribe, there have not been many Mahayana tribes among the tribe since ancient times.
However, with this combined attack magical power, only a dozen late-stage Xuanling and peak cultivators can fight against a Mahayana, so it has remained standing in the long history.
After Ye En fled, the shocking bell of Hutoushan rang.
This bell will only ring when important events occur in Xuehu Mountain. The bell's ringing contains sound waves, and under the prohibition and blessing of Hutou Mountain's protective mountain, it can reach any retreat monk's cave.
If Qin Fengming and Chao Mi weren't in a secret space, they would have heard about it.
When Ye En summoned the bell, all the monks in Hutoushan were shocked and woke up from their retreats. Even several retreat masters who had long since stopped caring about the world also appeared.
Ye En saw everyone and talked about the secret realm. He also pointed out Qin Fengming's powerful methods.
Therefore, he decided to rely on the protection of Hutou Mountain to prevent him from fighting.
However, Ji Wenbin and several high-profile ancestors insisted on entering the secret realm to fight Qin Fengming head-on.
The situation was urgent at that time, and it was naturally difficult for Ye En to stop everyone.
However, when everyone came to the valley and looked at the mist-filled valley, they gave up their decision to enter the secret realm to fight Qin Fengming.
There is no other, because although the secret realm is vast, it is just a crack in space after all. If everyone fights together, it will inevitably trigger violent energy fluctuations. If one mistake is made, the space may collapse.
Although the collapse of space cracks may not threaten the peak monks in the later stage of Xuanling, the monks of Xuehu Mountain are still unwilling to destroy such a huge space secret realm.
Therefore, everyone temporarily decided to guard outside the secret valley, waiting for Qin Fengming to appear.
Unexpectedly, the wait was very long, and during this period, a Mahayana man came.
And Ji Wenbin was killed by the young man who appeared. What's more, this young man who made Ye En extremely fearful was guarded by a fully intelligent black flame thunder frog spirit puppet.
Now seeing the young man holding the Chaos Spiritual Treasure being trapped by the Golden Wings Sky-Striking Magical Power, everyone's surprise was hard to suppress.
"Hey, Mr. Qin was trapped by the opponent with just one blow. This is not his true combat power."
Just when everyone was surprised and using all their strength to use their magic formulas to bless the huge birds in the sky, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the mountains in the distance.
The sound exploded, causing the expressions of all the Xuanling monks to change.
They were so surprised that they forgot that there was a Mahayana Black Flame Thunder Frog here at this time. If Qiu Yue could not defeat him, even if they trapped the young man, they would definitely be killed by the demon frog.
When everyone released their consciousness to cover the place where the Black Flame Thunder Frog fought, the look of horror on their faces was completely revealed.
At this time, in the place where the Black Flame Thunder Frogs were fighting, Qiu Yue was no longer around, and there was only a huge demon frog lying on a huge boulder.
Not far from the demon frog, a mass of dark sand was sweeping and circling, like a huge sand dune that was constantly rolling.
It was very obvious that Qiu Yue should be fighting with the hurricane swept by the black sand and gravel.
One person and one frog were fighting. At first, Qiu Yue was still surrounding the demon frog like a joke, waiting for an opportunity to strike. However, when the demon frog cast a spell and was trapped in the sand and gravel, no one could understand.
Ruixue is a spirit that has survived for countless years. Although he has never transformed, he has experienced countless things and fought countless battles.
Facing Qiu Yue's sharp and slender sword, although Lu Xue was wary, he did not have no means to deal with it.
And since he showed weakness to the enemy from the very beginning, he naturally had a plan to deal with the enemy.
As the giant demon frog's body continued to dodge, the mirage sand was also spread around by violent blood.
The Mirage Divine Sand was refined by Qin Fengming using a piece of the skeleton of the Sky-Eating Mirage Turtle. It has the power of mirage. It was later refined by Zhu Xue and became one of his trump cards.
Although this mirage sand does not have much offensive and killing power, its trapping effect is by no means ordinary.
Back then, in the Qingyun Secret Realm, being able to trap Qin Fengming, Fairy Yunling, and Kou Yuxin in one fell swoop was enough to understand how terrifying it was.
However, the three of them worked together to shatter the skeleton of the Sky-Eating Mirage Turtle.
The magic mirage sand that Qin Fengming later refined was made by crushing a piece of Sky-Swallowing Mirage Turtle bone. The innate spiritual patterns in it were no longer there.
However, during the refining process, Qin Fengming also refined it into a lot of soul runes. Although it was difficult to compare with the terrifying soul-plundering ability when he was in the Soul Gathering Hall, he was inspired by the ruthless blood and entered it.
The monks must also spend a lot of energy to resist the powerful suction force that seizes the soul in the body.
At this moment, Qiu Yue was in a mirage, desperately looking for a way out.
The rumbling sound of the demon frog came out, and instead of running towards the place where the ten monks from Bloodbird Mountain stopped, they thought, and a ball of ghostly flame suddenly swept out.
As the thunderous sky fire suddenly appeared on the spot, a burst of exclamations suddenly resounded from the mouths of the ten Xuehu Mountain monks.