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Faced with the old man surnamed Feng, who was covered in blood and in a miserable state, all the ghosts and ghosts were a little wary, but they suddenly heard that behind them was a monk at the peak of Chengdan driving a peak-grown corpse to pursue him. Everyone except the old man surnamed Jin and other ghost cultivators. I can't help but feel a little bit of panic in my heart
You must know that although their original methods and cultivation were extraordinary, and some of them had reached the peak realm of becoming an elixir, at this time they were only in the body of souls, or had just succeeded in seizing the body, and had not yet completely stabilized this body. can completely
What's more, their natal magic weapon at this time has been destroyed. What they rely on at this time is their own secret technique. Although it is also very powerful, the person who came is a monk at the peak of Chengdan. His strength is the same as their own body.
In this state, it is extremely uncertain to challenge the other two cultivators at the peak of Chengdan.
Seeing everyone looking like this, the old man surnamed Jin chuckled and said indifferently:
"Haha, it's just a top monk and a creature with no sanity. But you don't need to be afraid. With our abilities, can't we defeat it?"
Just as the old man surnamed Jin was speaking, a jet of black light also flashed out from the mountains in the distance and shot towards the valley where they were standing without hesitation.
The old man surnamed Jin and several other ghost commanders also discovered the extremely strong energy fluctuation under the detection of their spiritual consciousness. As the fluctuation got closer, they also judged that it was indeed a corpse that was at the peak of becoming a pill.
"Well, it is indeed a refined corpse. Fellow disciples, don't worry. Let's gather our strength and wait for the monk at the peak of Chengdan to arrive. We will use the thunderbolt method to kill the refined corpse first."
Under the detection of his spiritual sense, the old man surnamed Jin saw the tall corpse shooting from a distance. With his eyes flashing, he ordered his fellow disciples around him to say this.
Just when a dozen Yin ghosts were getting ready, a flash of black light appeared at the entrance of the valley, and a tall corpse shot out. Under the flash of black light, it was already standing a hundred feet away from a dozen Yin ghosts.
"Everyone does not need to hold back. Quickly use your own magical powers to kill the corpse here immediately."
Following the words of the old man surnamed Jin, dozens of ghosts swayed their bodies one after another, each making secret gestures, intending to use their most powerful secret techniques.
At this moment, the old man surnamed Feng standing by the side followed the words of the monk surnamed Jin and suddenly shot out three talismans. The direction of the talismans was not the tall corpse, but towards the ghosts.
“Ouch~~~~”
The old man surnamed Jin and several other ghost-shuai cultivators who discovered that something was wrong were suddenly shocked. Their minds were racing and they had already judged that something was wrong, but before they could say anything or do anything, three shocking sounds were heard. The sound of the huge beast's roar suddenly resounded in front of everyone.
Following the sounds of these three huge beast roars, all the Yin Ghost monks present felt their minds suddenly trembled. Their minds suddenly felt as if they were short-circuited, and it was difficult to stay awake at all.
When the huge beast roared, there was a flash of black light, and the tall corpse was shot forward like a black bolt. With the continuous movement of the ten fingers, several jets of black energy were shot into the bodies of the ghosts.
The old man surnamed Feng was not idle at this time. With a movement of his body, he imprisoned the bodies of several ghost commander-level ghosts beside him.
Seeing the fourteen ghosts paralyzed on the ground, the old man surnamed Feng showed a happy look on his face.
As the energy around him fluctuated, a restricted wall with a radius of dozens of feet appeared around him, covering all fourteen Yin Ghost monks within it.
"You, you are not a monk with the surname Feng, you... your cultivation is only at the early stage of becoming an elixir. Who are you?"
As the ghost monks woke up, an angry voice of questioning immediately rang out from among them.
This voice of questioning was uttered by the monk surnamed Jin. Undoubtedly, he did not check the cultivation level of the person in front of him at the beginning. Now after being captured, he realized that the old man surnamed Feng standing opposite him was only You have the early cultivation level of Cheng Dan
With such an obvious loophole, no one among the dozen or so of their disciples could notice it. They were captured so easily by the opponent, but they were extremely frustrated.
"Haha, of course I am not the fallen monk named Feng. Didn't you and other ghosts want those two dead ghosts to trick Qin into coming here? I am here myself. Is there anything else you can do to me?"
The old man surnamed Feng said, and when he turned around again, he had turned into a young monk in his twenties. This was undoubtedly Qin Fengming.
"What, Feng Daoyou two have fallen into your hands?"
"Of course, otherwise Mr. Qin would not know that you and other ghosts have set up an ambush here to capture me, a human monk. At this time, what else can you and other remnants of the Divine Medicine Sect have to say?"
"Well, since you already know our identities, it is useless to say anything else. We are people who have died once. Even if we die, we will only exist for a few more days. If you want to know about our divine medicine sect from your own mouth, I will No one will tell you the secrets of me and others."
The old man surnamed Jin is also a person who has survived for countless thousands of years. His body was originally a monk in the early stage of transforming into an infant. However, after his death, his soul was greatly suppressed, and his level continued to decline, causing him to finally fall to the level of a ghost commander.
Originally, this time the restriction on sealing the Divine Medicine Sect was lifted, he thought that by relying on his methods to cultivate his body, it would be easy to take away the body of a human monk, and then use it for decades, but there was great hope that his cultivation could return to its original state.
What he did later was extremely smooth. He succeeded in seizing the body of a monk in the late stage of becoming an elixir early. Just when he was happy and wanted to show off his skills, he was killed by the monk in front of him who seemed to be in the early stage of becoming an elixir. plotted
At this time, the old man surnamed Jin was filled with regret. After hearing what Qin Fengming said, he already knew what the other party was thinking, so he was very happy to point it out.
"Haha, that's right. Qin really has some questions and wants to ask some fellow Taoists for advice. Since fellow Taoist Jin said this, Qin has no choice but to do it himself and carefully search your souls."
After hearing what the other party said, Qin Fengming looked at the ghosts in front of him and saw that they all had expressions of absolute indifference. He knew that these remnants of the Divine Medicine Sect would not tell the truth, so he didn't need to waste time talking.
When they heard that the young monk in front of them was about to use the soul-searching technique, the old man surnamed Jin and several other ghostly handsome monks had a hint of surprise in their expressions.
They were originally monks from the Divine Medicine Sect who died countless thousands of years ago. I think those Yin ghosts at the level of ghost generals at this time had their lowest cultivation level at the middle stage of becoming an elixir. Although their realm has been reduced at this time, who is the strength of their spiritual thoughts? It will not be lower than the young monk in front of me
If the opponent uses the soul-searching secret technique, it is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap, and there will be no doubt that he will be attacked by his fellow disciples.
Qin Fengming noticed some changes in the Yin Ghost monks, and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. But in the blink of an eye, he regained his composure.
As soon as he raised his hand, a foundation-building ghost cultivator was caught in front of him by Qin Fengming's magic. Without hesitation, Qin Fengming fired a magic spell and covered the ghost cultivator's head with a movement of his hand, and began to search for the secret of the soul. the performance of magic
