The changes on the spot were so rapid that even the old man named Li could not help but be stunned by the sudden change.
The monk surnamed Bai wrapped in the mist was too fast. Although the old man surnamed Zhan used a secret technique of speed in advance, he successfully escaped sixty or seventy feet away.
But the old man surnamed Bai was the last to arrive. He only flew over a hundred feet away before he caught up with the old man surnamed Zhan.
Under the blow of the secret technique, the frightened monk Zhan only used his body-protecting spiritual light, and then suffered an extremely powerful blow from the other party, and fell into his hands with almost no resistance.
The old man surnamed Zhan had no resistance, but he never expected that the other party would be so fast. He would be behind him in almost the blink of an eye. At such a speed, even if he wanted to capture the opponent's trajectory, it was almost impossible for him to catch it.
With horror in his heart, the old man named Zhan could no longer use his secret technique even if he wanted to.
A black light circled around the body of the old man named Zhan, and with a shake of his hand, a flame wrapped around his body. In just the blink of an eye, the old man named Zhan who had been standing together just now fell on the spot, leaving no trace behind.
"Humph, Fellow Daoist Bai, you are so evil-minded. You actually dare to kill even the elders of the Guijun realm. Aren't you afraid of being known by the Guifu Sect monks?"
Watching the monk surnamed Bai suddenly kill an elder from the same sect with ruthless hands, the old man surnamed Li was wrapped in a silk mesh magic weapon with a flash of black light, his expression was extremely gloomy, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and he glared at the mist cold that was approaching. He hummed.
"Hahaha, a mere early-stage Ghost Lord monk dared to go against my words and just kill him. Can I still pay for it with my life? You fell into my hands at this time, and you can still be so calm at this time, but it is extremely rare to pay back." If you have any last words, please tell me so that you can immediately chase that dead ghost to keep him company."
Seeing that the monk surnamed Li in front of him could still maintain such a calm expression at this time, the person wrapped in the mist couldn't help but feel startled, but he felt relieved in an instant.
This black soul silk magic weapon of mine was refined using a unique secret method, but it contained the ghosts of hundreds of ghostly handsome monks, not to mention a mere early ghostly monk. Even if he fell into its package, it would be difficult to say able to break free from its shackles
"Of course I have to say my last words, but it's not me who said it, but fellow Taoist, you have to say a few last words, otherwise you will die soon and there will really be no chance."
Standing only a few feet in front of him, the monk in the middle realm of Ghost Lord, the old man surnamed Li, whose face was gloomy just now, suddenly became relieved, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Humph, old man, what kind of mystery are you trying to make? Can you still escape the confinement of my black soul silk magic weapon?"
Suddenly hearing the words of the old man surnamed Li, the face of the monk surnamed Bai changed in the mist. His spiritual consciousness spurted out quickly, and the old man surnamed Li was immediately enveloped in it.
After scanning carefully, I didn't see anything strange about him.
The old man surnamed Bai in the mist suddenly flashed with sharp light in his eyes, and the mist rolled up from his body. Suddenly, a skinny palm flashed out from under the black mist.
A seemingly tough and sharp palm with five claws spread out grabbed the chest of the old man named Li standing in front of him.
Although the monk surnamed Bai did not see anything strange about the old man surnamed Li who was imprisoned by the magic weapon, he was cautious by nature and would not hesitate any longer.
If you want to make the opponent completely lose the power to resist, there is only one solution, and that is to completely kill the opponent.
Seeing the fog in front of him change violently, the old man surnamed Li not only showed no trace of fear in his eyes, but also showed a trace of ridicule. His eyes flashed with light, as if he was looking at a clown Liang again.
"Boom" a five-colored glow flashed, and a majestic and extremely huge energy suddenly rushed out from in front of the old man surnamed Li. A huge roaring sound also resounded on the spot as the five-colored glow came into contact with the black palm.
In just a flash, the solid palm of the old man surnamed Bai shattered and opened. In a flash of rays of light, a streak of colored lightning that had not completely lost its power still shot forward without changing its direction.
"Oh no"
Seeing an extremely powerful energy wave shooting out from the opponent's body, the black light that was transformed from the layer of black soul silk was broken into a gap without even showing any resistance. Lightning shot towards his secret palm
The old man surnamed Bai, who was invisible in the mist, suddenly let out an exclamation, and then his body flashed, and an afterimage shot into the distance.
The colorful rays of light flashed past a shadow and shot towards the distance.
"Ah, who are you? You are hiding in the body of the old man named Li. Could it be that there is a mustard space treasure on his body?"
In a flash of movement, the old man surnamed Bai retreated two hundred feet away. In front of him was the old man who was trapped by the magic weapon. In an instant, he turned into a young monk. He was shocked in his heart and seemed to understand something.
But seeing that the other party's cultivation level was only at the level of the Ghost King, the monk surnamed Bai not only felt relieved,
"You...you don't have the aura of a real ghost in your body. Are you a monk in the human world? No wonder the monk surnamed Li was able to enter the human world for only a few years and then return. It turned out to be because he was coerced by you. He's just a first-level infant-transformation early-stage monk. Is it possible? How strong can you be? Since you have been touched by me, you should leave your life here."
Seeing Qin Fengming suddenly appear in front of him, the old man surnamed Bai, who had already flashed into the distance, quickly glanced at him. His heart suddenly jumped, and he actually guessed the real situation.
"Well, Fellow Taoist is really a thoughtful person. Yes, Qin is from the human world. But if Fellow Taoist wants to keep Qin here, I'm afraid you don't have the means."
As he spoke, his eyes had already locked the other person in his consciousness.
Facing the old man surnamed Bai who was invisible in the mist, he guessed his origin so quickly. Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire him greatly.
When Qin Fengming suddenly saw the old man before, he already felt a bad feeling.
So he immediately sent a message to the old man surnamed Li, asking him to act tougher. Otherwise, with the ability of the old man surnamed Li, who dares to fight against a middle-term ghost king elder of the Ghost Talisman Sect?
But when he saw that the other party insisted on inspecting the tortoise shell, Qin Fengming already understood that the other party was determined to snatch the treasure. While transmitting messages, the old man named Li did not let him worry; at the same time, he was already ready for a fight.
I never thought that before I took action, the two elders of Guifu Sect were already fighting.
What surprised Qin Fengming was that the ghost monk in front of him, wrapped in mist, was so powerful that he killed a fellow ghost king in front of him with just one blow.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire such rapid movement when he saw it.
When the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue had not yet reached the intermediate stage of transforming into an infant, its speed was definitely incomparable to that of the old man surnamed Bai in front of him at this time.
Facing such an opponent, Qin Fengming did not dare to be careless at this time.
