Xisha Palace in the Real Ghost Realm is not friendly with Qin Fengming, and the two sides have long been at odds with each other.
Back in the Danhuang Pavilion, Venerable Gu Huo from the Xisha Palace had united with several other Mahayana men to do something against Qin Fengming. Later, Qingye from the Xisha Palace joined forces with three people from Youjia Lake and Qianhun Palace to find Qin Fengming and wanted to do it. Despite the persecution, he was humiliated by Qin Fengming.
In the past, Qin Fengming had a very bad impression of Xisha Palace. Now, the Holy Ancestor Luo Zhe showed that he was obviously unkind to him, so he had already blamed this person on the enemy.
How could Qin Fengming show mercy to his enemies?
Looking at Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe, Qin Fengming said no more, just waved his hand to him and uttered one word: "Please!"
The battle between gods and souls is actually a battle between souls and souls blessed by souls and treasures. Naturally, the physical body cannot participate. Qin Fengming and Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe each sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain, facing each other from a distance.
The two looked at each other with cold eyes, like four sword blades intertwined.
Before the fight, I could see that the cold and evil energy was already stirring on the two peaks, like a vast ocean surging. The void seemed to be twisted and twisted by an invisible force, a strong wind suddenly blew up, the giant trees swayed, and the grass and trees flew.
Everyone could clearly see that the evil aura released from Qin Fengming's body actually clashed with the evil aura of Saint Luo Zhe, and they were evenly matched for a moment. Such a situation made everyone in Puwen couldn't help but widen their eyes.
This kind of evil aura is not the burst of mana energy in the two people's bodies, but the evil aura contaminated by the monk. It is cold and invisible, and is an invisible thing that a person is contaminated by after experiencing killing.
What shocked everyone was that the evil spirit contained in Qin Fengming, who had been cultivating immortals for less than five thousand years, could actually resist a Mahayana who had existed for hundreds of thousands of years. Just this, let everyone present Everyone's hearts were beating for this.
This is not a secret fight in the main hall. At this moment, Saint Luo Zhe has completely released his aura. Although the evil energy has not transformed, the violent evil energy is surging, like a surging ocean, a huge wave, or a hurricane roaring, crushing and destroying the body. In front of me, the mountains and forests were swaying.
However, the huge mass of evil energy surrounding Qin Fengming resisted it, remaining motionless and unable to break through.
"Everyone, step back. Let's see who is stronger and weaker in the soul competition between the two of them." Gengjian's eyes were gloomy, sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.
Everyone retreated, and since they couldn't take action, they let the two of them fight.
When one has reached the Xuan level, he is naturally considered a powerful person. Everyone has his or her own arrogance. If others try to help, it is like a slap in the face.
After everyone left, Qin Fengming sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, looked coldly at Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe who was sitting in the distance, and then closed his eyes.
In an instant, several formation flags flew out of his hands, touched the rocks around him, and disappeared into the rocks without a trace. The formation flags disappeared, but there was no forbidden wave.
Everyone understood that Qin Fengming only arranged a restriction to protect his body, and did not use the power of the formation to compete with Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe for his soul.
The formation flag disappeared, Qin Fengming moved his hands to form a seal, and a powerful and cold soul energy filled the air from the top of his head.
"The soul energy in Mr. Qin's body is indeed pure, comparable to the Mahayana, but the quantity may not be comparable to that of us. And the soul, how can it be compared to the solid soul that we have tempered for hundreds of thousands of years."
Gengjian's words rang out. Although he still didn't take Qin Fengming into his eyes, his tone obviously changed and he was no longer full of disdain as before.
There was no reason for everyone not to make changes, but the evil aura in Qin Fengming's body and the purity of his soul energy were enough to make the Mahayana people look at him with admiration.
This kind of pure soul energy appeared in a cultivator at the top of the Xuan level, which was beyond everyone's expectation.
Shi Pan, who had experienced a Mahayana catastrophe, now had his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.
He had already overestimated Qin Fengming, but now, he felt that his knowledge of Qin Fengming was still too little.
The two peaks are one or two thousand feet apart. Qin Fengming and Saint Luo Zhe each sat cross-legged on them and began to stimulate the soul energy in their bodies with all their strength.
The agreed battle between souls requires the spirit body to drive the soul energy to attack and kill each other. This kind of battle between souls cannot rely on magic weapons, nor can it borrow the energy of heaven and earth, but can only be blessed by one's own soul energy.
Because of this, once injured, the source of the soul may be injured, which is extremely dangerous.
Under the gaze of more than a dozen Mahayana people, they saw that the two mountain peaks were instantly covered by the pure soul energy like wild waves. The vast soul energy surged, like the Milky Way bursting its banks, surging in the mountains and forests surrounding the tall mountain peaks.
The surge and impact were extremely powerful.
Even the Mahayana spectators suddenly opened their eyes wide and their hearts pounded.
Mahayana, when there is nothing wrong, no one will release all the soul energy in the body and fill the surrounding world. Therefore, even if it is Mahayana, very few people have seen if the vast and pure Mahayana soul energy is released, Qin Fengming's soul is as big as the ocean.
The surge of energy was no weaker than the soul energy released by Saint Luo Zhe, which really shocked more than a dozen Mahayana people.
Even Mahayana, whose body is as big as a monster beast, is still a little stunned and unbelievable.
The soul energy around Qin Fengming and Saint Luo Zhe, as thick as rain and mist, did not spread infinitely, but condensed together in a violent surge.
Under the control of the two minds, the two soul energies suddenly collided together like a flood.
The two torrents of soul energy surged forward in vastness. They touched for just a moment, and then immediately separated. They were clearly separated by a deep ravine and did not intertwine with each other.
"Qin Danjun really surprised me. No wonder he dares to compete with Mahayana in soul skills. The soul energy in his body is vast and pure. It is not inferior to you and me. It seems that Luo Zhe has hit the iron plate this time."
Wei Lin spoke and his expression became calm.
"Yes, as far as the energy of the soul is concerned, there is not much difference between Qin Danjun and Fellow Daoist Luo. I just don't know if Qin Danjun's soul is as solid as the physical body." Gao Xuan's eyes were bright, and the worry in his heart was obviously greatly reduced.
Mu Yancheng didn't take it seriously and let out a cold snort: "A Xuan-level monk has been practicing immortality for less than ten thousand years. Even if he has special circumstances, the energy of the soul in his body is as vast as mine. How can the essence in his body be the same as mine?"
In comparison, if we really want to fight, the attack power of the concentrated soul is enough to crush it."
"That's right, the spirit competition is about the soul's magical power and the soul treasure's attack. The vastness of the spirit's energy is not the decisive factor, the attack power of the condensed spirit is the king." A female cultivator's voice agreed, not optimistic about Qin Fengming's victory.
"Hahaha... Take a look, Fellow Daoist Luo Zhe's spirit body is almost the same as his physical body. How can Mr. Qin fight with it?" Suddenly, Mu Yancheng's voice came up again, and he was very excited.
Amidst the surging energy of the vast soul, a figure suddenly appeared. The figure was wrapped in the dense soul energy. It was hazy at first, but in an instant, it became clear that it was Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe.
At this moment, Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe's whole body was wrapped in a vortex of cold divine soul energy. The vortex rotated slowly, and the blue spiritual lines were like violent spiritual snakes entangled with each other, surging and swimming in the vortex, which looked a bit eerie and strange.
Mu Yancheng was from the Baigu Realm, and he had already made a plan in his mind. Even if he couldn't capture Qin Fengming, he didn't want to have someone in the Tianhong Realm whose alchemy skills were beyond imagination.
Any monk knows the importance of an alchemy master to a group of people.
If someone could seriously injure Qin Fengming and cause him to suffer physical injuries, Mu Yancheng would feel relieved even if his trip was in vain.
The sound of tut-tutting sounded immediately, and it was obvious that others were thinking like Mu Yancheng.
"Who said Qin Danjun's soul is not solid? Look, Qin Danjun's soul is no worse than Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe." Suddenly, Xin Li shouted loudly, drawing everyone's attention away from where Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe was.
A figure emerged, and Qin Fengming appeared in everyone's eyes.
At this time, Qin Fengming was still wearing a light blue gown, his green hair was tied around his shoulders, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked no different from his physical body.
Qin Fengming's years of cultivation are not as long as Mahayana, but he may not have experienced as many heaven-defying divine soul nourishments as Mahayana. Moreover, his soul has been nourished by the energy of the Holy Soul of the First Lord, and he is a master of alchemy and weapon refining.
Techniques have a great effect on tempering the souls of monks, and the solidification of the souls is naturally no worse than Mahayana.
"Okay, I will fight with this spirit body of yours."
The spirit of the Holy Ancestor Luo Zhe and the spirit of Qin Fengming faced each other from a distance. As their eyes flashed, sharp light flashed continuously. They suppressed the shock in their hearts and let out a cold drink in their mouths.
"Please!" Qin Fengming's soul spat out one word without saying anything, and the surging soul energy roared back, lingering around him.
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