However, it took a long time before Qin Fengming spoke, but no ripples appeared in the water below.
"It seems that if I don't take action, you won't show up." Qin Fengming spoke again. But he still didn't take action, but the water in the pool shook even more.
This time, the water in the pool finally changed. A group of bubbles suddenly rose up, a wave of waves surged from the bottom of the pool, and then two figures jumped out of the water.
"Senior, please have mercy. My grandfather and grandson are here to pay their respects to you, but if you are given an order, I will not dare to disobey you." As soon as two figures, one large and one small, appeared, they immediately knelt down and worshiped.
This is an old man and a girl who is only eleven or twelve years old. The old man's cultivation level is not low, and he is a person in the late stage of Ghost Lord. The girl is pink, pretty, and very cute, but her cultivation level has already been established.
, which shows her qualifications.
"In this huge city, are you two the only ones who have not been killed?" Seeing that no one else showed up, Qin Fengming frowned slightly.
"Reporting back to my predecessors, the city was attacked by the army of ghosts. All the prohibitions in the city were destroyed, and there was no place to hide. The two of us were able to survive because there was a spring in the pool, which was set up as a shelter. However, there was only room for shelter inside.
One of us, our ancestors and grandsons, was so skinny that he survived by hiding among them."
The old man did not stand up, but put his head on the ground and explained in detail.
"Get up and talk about the situation." Qin Fengming waved his hand, and a wave of energy lifted the two of them up.
The old man stood up straight and began to speak with a slight fear.
Listening to the old man's words, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered. This city was indeed massacred by the ghosts of the Soul Calamity. At that time, there were a lot of monks in the city, tens of thousands of them, and there were even middle and late Xuan level cultivators among them. However, facing the
Like an ocean-like army of ghosts, the large formations arranged around the city only lasted for a cup of tea before they were breached.
Then the ghosts from all over the mountains and plains poured into the city, and tens of thousands of monks were immediately overwhelmed by the army of ghosts. Amidst the cries and howls, countless monks were invaded by the terrifying ghosts and died on the spot.
Faced with the clouds of ghosts that cover the sky and the sun, even attacks from Xuan-level monks are of no avail. Those ghosts are immortal and cannot be killed. Not to mention that there are ghosts at the peak of Xuan-level inside.
The monks in the small town didn't even have a top monk, so it was reasonable for them to be killed.
What puzzled Qin Fengming the most was why the corpses were not left behind. The old man also told the whole story. Those corpses were all taken away by the ghosts.
The old man was also puzzled by this matter. It had never been heard of rioting soul disasters collecting corpses in the Desert Ghost Realm.
"Is there anyone who controls the souls of the soul disaster?" Qin Fengming's eyes flashed slightly and he asked again.
The old man's face was full of surprise: "Control? Who dares to control so many terrifying ghosts? Those ghosts are all unintelligent, cruel and violent. When they encounter monks, they will kill them crazily. Even those Mahayana people don't dare to
To control such a large army of ghosts."
Qin Fengming was speechless. The old man had not seen the details of the army of ghosts at all. There was no difference between asking and not asking.
"Do you know which direction those ghosts come from?" Qin Fengming asked the last question.
Ignoring his grandfather and grandson anymore, Qin Fengming, who had received the answer, dodged and flew out of the city. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the sky.
The direction he was heading was exactly the direction of the ghosts accompanying him.
Of course, such a large army of soul disasters cannot move very fast, because there are many low-level ghosts among them. Even if they are swept away by many powerful ghosts, they cannot move quickly.
Seven or eight days have passed since the army of ghosts caused trouble here, and Qin Fengming is sure that it won't take long to catch up.
With his body hidden in the void, Qin Fengming flew away quickly while understanding the Xuanfeng Aotian Jue's movement spell, hoping to improve this escape technique.
Xuanfeng Aotian Jue was originally a magical power that contained attack power, but Qin Fengming only took the escape part. The attack was not in Qin Fengming's eyes. But compared with his powerful methods, the real situation is that this technique
The attack power is equally extraordinary.
In fact, this escape technique is already very fast, definitely faster than most Mahayana escapes.
Back when Qin Fengming was still at the Xuan level, he could compare with Mahayana's speed, which is enough to know that this escape technique is extremely powerful.
However, now, Qin Fengming has advanced to the Mahayana, and his cultivation level has made an earth-shaking leap. However, the improvement in escape speed has not kept up, which makes Qin Fengming quite dissatisfied.
Flying in the void, the vegetation on the ground is lush, and the world is quite quiet. Except for the whistling and humming of the mountain wind, there are no insects in the vast world. There are no animals running, and there are no birds whistling in the mountains and forests. There is nothing to see in this vast world.
to any living creature.
Qin Fengming could sense the emptiness of the mountains and forests, the deathly silence, which made people feel palpitating.
At this moment, he could conclude that those ghosts were controlled by others. Although it was not necessarily Zou Rui who took action, the purpose was definitely to collect the ghosts and the blood of all spirits to repair Zou Rui's injuries.
The more this happened, the more determined Qin Fengming became in his belief, and he was determined to wreak havoc.
The more he thought about it, the more the breath surged in his chest. He and Zou Rui were fighting to the death, and naturally they didn't want Zou Rui to repair his injuries quickly.
However, Qin Fengming also knew that with his current strength, even if Zou Rui had not recovered, he would not be able to confront him head-on.
Back then, so many Mahayana from the Three Realms joined forces to defeat Zou Rui, but in the end they were unable to completely kill him, which already shows how terrifyingly powerful Zou Rui was.
Even though he knew he was defeated, Qin Fengming would not hold back. There was a ball of blood surging in his chest and energy boiling all over his body.
The greater the pressure, the greater the power of resistance. He was determined to go and see how many ghosts had gathered.
The mana surged in his body, the sea of consciousness stirred, and the spells were running faster and faster. However, just when Qin Fengming was determined and violently activated the spells, he inadvertently felt the cloud pattern of the divine chain of law dormant in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, more than a dozen grains flew out with the energy of the soul and merged into the spell.
Qin Fengming's heart suddenly jumped. He definitely didn't feel wrong.
Although there was no abnormality in the energy pouring into the meridians, Qin Fengming was convinced that he had indeed sensed the cloud patterns of the God of Laws entering the meridians. He quickly searched for them in the meridians, and soon, more than a dozen fragments of the God of Laws and Chains moirés were found.
Found by him.
"Whoosh!" As the two cloud patterns were blessed on his body with the spell, he suddenly felt that his flying speed in the void had increased by nearly half.
"This... I actually activated the cloud pattern of the divine chain of law!" Qin Fengming suddenly stopped in the void, with a look of shock on his face. After recalling what he had just experienced, his mind roared, and his energy and blood surged for a moment, and he couldn't help himself.
Qin Fengming has been thinking hard about activating the moiré fragments of the divine chain of law these days.
However, no matter what he did, he could not make the cloud pattern fragments in the sea of consciousness move even a little bit, and they were not under his control at all. But just now, he really activated more than a dozen cloud pattern fragments, and followed the Xuan Feng Aotian Technique
The curse pattern was running in his body, and then he felt that his escape speed suddenly increased to an unprecedented speed.
Qin Fengming stopped in the void, and his eyes became dull for a moment. He was quickly recalling what he had just done, how he made the law cloud pattern fragments in his body move along with the soul curse.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he remembered his own state just now. Without hesitation, his body flew up again and merged into the void again.
A vigorous flow of qi and blood suddenly surged from the chest, and instantly surged throughout the body. The surging qi and blood caused the intersection of mana energy and soul energy to surge suddenly, and a strange wave was immediately transmitted into the vast sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, more than a dozen cloud-pattern fragments of the Divine Chain of Laws flew into the air and quickly poured into the Divine Soul Curse.