Six thousand five hundred and sixteenth chapter Qingwu Demon Venerable
Everyone’s soul body aura has the same attribute, but the aura is different. As long as you have been with people for a long time, you can make a distinction based on the soul aura.
The three Qingshan City elders have known Ruoji for a long time, so they naturally know Ruoji's spiritual aura.
"I want to escape, I'm dreaming!" Following Feiyou's exclamation, Mrs. Shen suddenly heard a cold snort. A ball of red light suddenly appeared and quickly hit somewhere in one direction.
The red light was extremely fast. It just flashed and immediately stopped in front of a stone wall of the cave.
"This spirit has actually performed the art of Li Daitao's stiffness." Just when the red light flashed, Fei You, who had just lost his voice, exclaimed again.
The two Qingshi City Xuan-level masters took action one after another. Qin Fengming stood beside the wide platform where Ruoji's body was, without being affected at all. He didn't seem to pay attention to the two people who took action, but looked at the body that had been smashed by him. He sat down, his face solemn, his eyes flashing.
"You actually noticed that I am invisible. You really underestimated you."
The red light shines, covered by a red umbrella, and a spiritual figure appears in the red light.
Although the spirit was shrouded by the red light of the umbrella and protected by a group of cyan spirit patterns, it did not seem to be threatened or damaged.
"Who are you? Does Ruoji's death have something to do with you?" Feiyou stared at the spirit, his face was cold, and he shouted.
The three Bluestone City elders had mixed feelings in their minds at this time. Several of them carefully examined the cave, but no one found any secrets in Ruoji's bones.
"Hahaha... Ruoji's death? Ruoji's longevity was exhausted. But it's not necessarily true that it had nothing to do with me. His death did have my reasons. Do you want to take revenge on him?"
The face of the spirit was slightly unreal, but the words sounded as though he didn't care.
"If your judgment is correct, you should be the owner of the Hell Stone, right?" Just as the spirit's laughter finished speaking, Qin Fengming's words rang out.
But it was Qin Fengming's words that caused Jinghun, who had seemed indifferent at first, to suddenly tremble. His illusive face immediately revealed a look of surprise, and he said urgently:
"Impossible, how do you know the name of the Ji Hell Stone? The classics say that the Ji Hell Stone is in the Miluo Realm, and not many low-level monks know it."
Jinghun's words sounded, and everyone present was shocked. Even the Haiyi Saint Ancestor frowned sharply.
Qin Fengming actually knows about the Jiyu Stone, which is rarely known in the Miluo Realm, and also knows its specific effects. This is really puzzling.
"No matter how I knew it, I think you had no good intentions when you asked Ruoji to bring the Hell Stone to Bluestone City and place it in the Meteor Palace. If I guessed it right, your purpose was to let Bai Mang The insects and beasts in the wasteland come to slaughter Bluestone City, but you can reap the benefits and loot the entire Bluestone City!"
Qin Fengming stepped forward slowly and spoke calmly.
When he said the last word "ba" in his words, suddenly a powerful sound wave with powerful spiritual energy spewed out from his mouth.
Sound waves swept across, filling the entire cave in an instant.
Everyone's minds were roaring, their hearts were trembling, and they were momentarily sluggish.
This sound wave did not have the power to erode the mind like Shocking Boo, but with the help of the violent soul energy, the sound wave swept back and forth, making the monks present suddenly lose their minds for a moment.
Red light flew out, and several runes appeared quickly, blending into the cyan runes around the spirit.
"Now, are you afraid that you can no longer rely on that group of spirit patterns to protect your soul?" Amidst the surging sound waves, a faint word sounded in the cave again.
"You can actually decipher my guarding spirit pattern?" Jinghun woke up and suddenly exclaimed.
The spirit's words made everyone who suddenly woke up startled again. Qin Fengming actually resolved a powerful spell of that strange spirit in an understatement.
"Your guarding spirit patterns are very extraordinary. They can actually block powerful attacks. However, I happened to have experienced two or three of them. I know how to affect those guarding spirit patterns. Now do you want to tell us about your origins yourself, or do you want us to
Are we going to capture you and search for your soul?"
Qin Fengming stopped not far away from his soul and said softly.
Seeing Qin Fengming easily swatting away a powerful magic weapon of hers, and using a spell to break the mysterious soul guarding technique, Mrs. Shen finally understood in her heart what Fei You and Wei Xianzi said about each other's strength being comparable to Mahayana.
Powerful and unpredictable.
Qin Fengming was sitting on the collapse and had already sensed the existence of the strange spiritual patterns. When he saw that the spiritual patterns surrounding the spirit were not attacked by the condensed light of Madam Shen's magic weapon, he immediately thought of what was going on.
Of course, it was impossible for him to break the opponent's chaotic technique with just a few runes, but the runes Qin Fengming quickly used could just be integrated into the opponent's chaotic runes, causing deviations in the operation of those runes.
The deviation is not big, but as the spirit that controls existence, it is natural to clearly feel the pathology.
"Hahaha... I underestimated you. I didn't expect that a few Xuan-level monks could capture my soul here. But if you want to know my origin, don't think about it. I can even self-destruct this ray of soul.
From my mouth..."
However, what answered Qin Fengming was a burst of unbridled laughter.
As the words rang out, the spirit's whole body suddenly shone with green light, and it was obvious that it was about to self-destruct on the spot.
"You are the old ghost Qingji, and you haven't completely fallen yet!" Before the spirit could finish speaking, a low shout suddenly sounded in the cave.
As soon as these words were spoken, the spiritual words immediately came to a standstill.
"You...how do you know my name?" His spirit stagnated slightly, and he immediately exclaimed again, with a look of surprise on his illusory face.
As soon as Jinghun said this, all the monks present except Saint Ancestor Haiyi looked puzzled.
Qin Fengming is not a monk in the real ghost world, so he can be forgiven for not knowing the name of Qinggui. However, others can be considered to have existed in the real ghost world for thousands of years, but they also show ignorance about this name. This is It's too confusing.
"Old ghost Qingfu? Qingfu...you...are you the Qingfu Demon Lord?"
Suddenly, Mrs. Shen murmured, then her expression suddenly changed, and an urgent voice sounded in the cave.
"You actually know my name. I act very secretly in the real ghost world. I have never left any trouble. No one who has seen my face has survived. You actually know my name. Where did you come from? You know my name."
The spirit's face quickly solidified, and a monk who looked to be in his thirties or forties appeared on the spot. He looked at Saint Ancestor Haiyi and Mrs. Shen with cold eyes, and said coldly.
Although it is only a spirit body, it is full of momentum and gives people a cold feeling.
Everyone was shocked to find that this spiritual being was actually a Mahayana being. Only Mahayana beings would usually bear the name Demon Lord. If he was a Xuan-level monk, he would at most be called the Old Demon.
"Hmph, you are really the old ghost. It seems that you have a good chance to escape from the land of evil spirits. But looking at you, it seems that you have been eroded by great negative effects and can only exist in the form of a spirit. You can't take someone else's life away from you." Hai Yi Saint Ancestor's eyes flashed and he snorted softly.
"You actually know about the Land of the Dead. Are you also the one who entered the Land of the Dead? But the monks from the Three Realms who entered it at the beginning have different looks from you. Who are you?"
Jinghun frowned, his eyes flashed, and he thought rapidly in his heart, but finally he shook his head and said.
"Is that Hell Stone the thing you got from the Land of the Dead, and it was with this thing that you finally saved your soul and escaped from the Land of the Dead?"
When the Haiyi Saint Ancestor opened his mouth, his voice was still questioning.
The two of them were each minding their own business, and one of them had the right to speak and ask questions about the other.
"Old Ghost Qingfu, Fairy Shenrou, do you still remember?" Just when Jinghun and Haiyi Saint Ancestor were talking to each other, the voice of an old woman shouting loudly sounded in the cave.