Seeing that the vicious middle-aged man had been using secret techniques to drive endless skeleton attacks, Qin Fengming couldn't help but lose his patience.
This place is not a safe place. Although Master Zeng knows that the Luoxia Sect only has one Infant Transformation cultivator in front of him at this time, Qin Fengming is careful and does not want to be entangled with him like this forever.
Thinking in his mind, he waved his hands rapidly, and the several skeletons that had just flashed out were destroyed in front of him. Then the magic formula in his body moved, and with a slight thunder, Qin Fengming turned into an afterimage and shot towards the thick fog a hundred feet away.
Huang Can couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the young man opposite him flying towards him.
But in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart, the magic formula surged rapidly in his body, and thick pink mist spewed out rapidly around his body.
In an instant, the thick fog around Huang Can expanded tens of feet to the surrounding areas.
Under the rolling pink mist, an afterimage was immediately wrapped in it.
"Hahaha, I really don't know how to live and die, and you actually broke into my magic fog. I want to see what other methods you have to break out of my thick fog."
As Qin Fengming entered, he was slightly shocked, because just when he came into contact with the thick pink mist, a sticky feeling suddenly appeared. His rapid figure could not help but slow down.
Faced with this situation, Qin Fengming did not show much surprise. He raised his hand, and the soul-eating ghost fire appeared. With a wave, the emerald green flames covered the Dingjia shield wall outside him.
As the figure shook, the pink magic mist surrounding him immediately melted away and disappeared like cotton wool flying all over the sky meeting a torch. The thick fog in the distance continued to avoid Qin Fengming, making it difficult to get closer to Qin Fengming.
Within the pink mist, Qin Fengming released his spiritual consciousness, and the position of the vicious middle-aged man became much clearer at this time. His eyes flashed, and his hands immediately waved out quickly, and two huge palms suddenly moved towards the distance. The figure rushed away.
"Ah, you actually know my location." Although Huang Can was already on guard, he was still shocked when he saw the young monk waving his hand and striking towards where he was.
His figure was shaking, and although he was shocked, Huang Can dodged the two huge palm prints very easily.
Within the dense magic mist with viscous blocking effect, the speed of soul-eating grasping is also greatly reduced.
Qin Fengming was not surprised at all that his two secret techniques were so easily dodged by the other party, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He waved his hands again, and fired out dozens of soul-devouring grabs, heading straight towards the invisible place in the dense forest. The foggy figure swooped away.
After launching dozens of soul-devouring grabs in succession, Qin Fengming felt that although his body's magic power was not exhausted, his mind still felt that it was too much.
Soul-devouring grasping not only consumes a huge amount of mana, but also consumes a considerable amount of spiritual consciousness.
At this time, Huang Can was extremely frightened in his heart when facing dozens of huge attacks that flashed continuously.
The power of the opponent's secret technique was beyond his expectation. Faced with such a huge palm mark that shocked his mind, Huang Can felt that he would fall from it as long as he failed to dodge the blow. feeling.
Faced with such a powerful attack, Huang Can felt that even if he used his own secret technique or his own magic weapon, it would be difficult to stop him. He could only rely on the dense magic mist around him to try his best to avoid it.
Although Huang Can was extremely passive under Qin Fengming's attack, he was also an infant monk with rich fighting experience. While he tried his best to avoid Qin Fengming's soul-eating attack, he usually activated his secret skills and powerfully drove hundreds of Skeletons besieged Qin Fengming.
Suddenly, a huge shock wave of energy was everywhere within a radius of one to two hundred feet. The stone walls of the mountains and forests below were hit so hard that there was no trace of the original ones.
Although Qin Fengming's ten-count soul-devouring grab failed to capture the vicious middle-aged man on the other side, under Qin Fengming's rapid and fierce attack, the pink mist that was originally extremely dense has now become thinner.
"Tsk~~"
Just when Huang Can was trying his best to deal with Qin Fengming's soul-eating attack, suddenly, a light scolding sound that invaded his mind suddenly entered his mind.
Following this soft scolding sound, Huang Can, who was trying his best to activate the secret attack, suddenly felt that his sea of consciousness was suddenly invaded by a huge strange energy. His mind went blank and he could no longer make any movements.
Just when the sound of light scolding sounded, Qin Fengming's internal magic formula moved, the sound of thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, and an afterimage flew towards Huang Can a hundred feet away.
Even at this time, he ignored the hundreds of red and pink skeletons outside him and directly used his tough body to break out of the same way.
At the same time, a soul-eating grab also flashed out while moving rapidly, heading towards the sluggish Huang Candou.
"Hahaha, old man, you didn't expect that you would be here today too."
Seeing the ferocious middle-aged man lying on the ground with his magic power imprisoned, Qin Fengming scanned the two hundred miles around with his spiritual consciousness. After making sure that there was no one behind him, he spoke with a calm expression.
At this time, Huang Can had woken up from his confusion. Looking at the young monk standing in front of him, a huge fear suddenly enveloped his heart.
Qin Fengming didn't waste any time talking to Huang Can. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand. Then, the light escaped and he shot away into the distance.
He did not return to where Master Zeng and the others were, but flew in another direction.
The Infant Transformation Monk in his hand was of great use to him. Therefore, he needs to find a secret place to deal with the infant monk in his hand.
After flying thousands of miles away, Qin Fengming stopped in a secret valley, moved his hands, and the Yin-Yang Bagua array was arranged around him. Shaking his hands to activate the magic circle, he looked at the Infant Transformation cultivator beside him.
"Junior, what do you plan to do to me? I am a monk of Heisha Mountain, and my master is the Supreme Elder of Heisha Mountain. Before you do anything to me, junior, you'd better think carefully about it."
With a sharp light in his eyes, Huang Can spoke with an extremely ugly expression.
He has been practicing immortality for nearly seven hundred years, and this is the first time that he has been captured alive by other monks. In the past, he was always aloof and teasing the monks he captured, but this time, his identity was reversed and he became a prisoner.
No matter how domineering he was, fear was already rising in his heart at this time.
"Hmph, you are just a monk in the late stage of transforming into an infant, and you are not yet in Qin's eyes. Do you think that with a person like you who has done many evil things, your master will personally come here to capture Qin? What a dream, if someone else comes here , Qin just can’t beat him, with the power of the magic circle, how can he still defeat Qin?”
When he thought of the powerful magic circle of the young man in front of him, Huang Can felt a burst of fear in his heart.
Facing that magic circle, let alone a monk of the same level as himself, even a mid-stage infant transformation monk would definitely suffer a big loss if he didn't check it.
You know, under the attack of that huge electric arc, the body-protecting aura of the Infant Transformation Monk appeared too fragile.
