Chapter 1,647 The Power of the Sword

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Looking at the empty space around him where the gray fog had dissipated, Qin Fengming's gloomy face finally showed a smile. As soon as his body moved, Kuangfeng disappeared.

Facing the old man surnamed Bai in the middle stage of Ghost King, Qin Fengming did not dare to let Kuang Feng face it alone.

To be able to break through the magic circle in front of him in one fell swoop, Qin Fengming spent a lot of money this time.

Sixteen thunder talismans with added spiritual liquid, plus the blood food of more than a hundred ghost commanders intending to feed the spiritual beasts. If considered in terms of value, it definitely exceeds 100 million spiritual stones.

Although the cost was extremely high, the effect was surprisingly good. With just one attack, the talisman formation that Qin Fengming was unable to attack fell apart and shattered.

Although this kind of magic circle has some power of the Xumi Magic Circle, it is definitely incomparable with the real Xumi Forbidden Magic Circle. It can launch a huge attack equivalent to several great monks in three directions at the same time. If it cannot be broken, then No one can break this talisman formation.

"Hahaha, it's just a talisman formation that Qin could easily break through."

"Boy, you...you actually destroyed my talisman array and talisman. If I don't capture you and peel you off, it's really hard to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Seeing the young monk revealed in front of him, the old man surnamed Bai felt extremely distressed in his heart.

This talisman array of his was something his ancestors got from an ancient monk's cave by chance. With this talisman array, he once captured and killed two great monks of the late Ghost Lord period. Originally, the power of this talisman array was enough for others. Used as many as three or four times

Originally, he had good qualifications and was the most promising person in his family to advance to the late stage of Ghost Lord, so he was given this talisman formation for self-defense. However, at this time, it was completely destroyed by the young monk in front of him who came from the human world.

How could he not be angry when such a killer treasure was destroyed?

Under the urgency of the divine thoughts in my heart, the withered Yin corpse and the huge demonic dragon suddenly burst into fierce flames. Amidst the roars of dragons and ghosts, the attack suddenly increased a bit.

Qin Fengming waved his hand and put away the Scorching Sun Cold Light Sword and the Xuanwei Qingying Sword, only to use the Devouring Ghost Fire and the Chaos Purple Qi Cup to deal with the two ghosts.

Facing this difficult old man surnamed Bai, Qin Fengming was also a little speechless.

To be fair, although Qin Fengming has the strength to fight with the great monks in the late stage of Huaying at this time, he definitely does not have the means to capture and kill the opponent with his own strength alone.

The reason why he was able to capture the Supreme Elder Gui Ying of the Ji Yin Sect before was because he made a sudden sneak attack in that small cave. Otherwise, with Gui Ying's magical teleportation power, even if one more person was added, it would be difficult to do anything.

The reason why Helu, the great monk from the demon world, was captured was because he was already being attacked by two monks of the same level and could not protect himself. Qin Fengming suddenly appeared again and launched a sudden attack to capture the opponent with a thunderbolt.

If under normal conditions, it would be good to be able to maintain a stalemate with the opponent.

Encountering such a difficult opponent at this time, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be very careful.

There was a slight sound of thunder, a flash of colorful lightning, and Qin Fengming suddenly disappeared.

A few feet away from the fog that was more than ten feet in size, energy fluctuated. Qin Fengming revealed his figure again. As his figure flashed, two five-color giant palms flashed towards the black fog in front of him. go

Almost in a blink of an eye, he was directly submerged into the thick fog.

As the two giant palms entered, the thick fog suddenly rolled rapidly, and in just a flash, the two giant palms flashed with power were involved.

"Bang~~Huh, you dare to sneak attack me."

A cold snort followed by a dull banging sound came from his words. It seemed that he had suffered a small loss under the two soul-eating claws.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated at all. As soon as he moved, two more colorful giant palms flashed out, and in a flash they attacked the mist in front of Xianglai.

"Humph, it's not that easy to hurt me."

With a shout, two black arrows flashing with huge power suddenly flashed out from the thick black mist. With two pops, a two or three-foot-large hole appeared in the palm of the thick and dignified giant five-color palm.

The black arrow flashed, passed through the hole, and shot into the distance.

Although the direction of the huge palm did not change, it still shot into the mist, but with a bang, there was no sound at all. Under the attack of the opponent's black arrows, the soul-eating and grasping power had been greatly dissipated, so it was difficult to do anything to the opponent. threaten

Seeing this scene, Qin Fengming was not much surprised. If the old man could be killed easily, he would not waste a lot of money to break the formation.

In a flash, his body moved thirty feet away. As soon as his body moved, streaks of Qingyan sword light shot out. In an instant, he was attacked by forty or fifty swords, which almost covered the thick fog with a radius of ten feet in front of him. They are all within attack range

"Ah, boy, how dare you"

As dozens of Qingyan sword lights shot in, a furious sound also sounded.

It turned out that the dark fog with a radius of ten feet, which had not been scattered at all under the four soul-eating attacks with powerful power, suddenly became like smoke encountering a strong wind under the blast of forty or fifty Qingyan sword lights. Then it disappeared in front of Qin Fengming

As the mist dissipated, a tall and thin human figure wrapped in black mist appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

Through the mist, Qin Fengming could clearly see the appearance of the old man in front of him. He could only see that his whole body was shriveled, as if he were skin and bones, his face was pale, as if there was no trace of blood, his eyes were sunken, and his face was full of wrinkles, like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin.

With such an ugly face, no wonder the old man surnamed Bai has been covering his face with a layer of mist

The five-colored light flashed, and the five-colored giant palm flashed out again. In a flash, it rushed towards the emaciated old man who had just revealed his figure.

"Bang", the colorful light was released, and the extremely powerful soul-eating grasp was suddenly intercepted by a huge shield with white light flashing wildly in front of the emaciated figure.

"Hey, boy, I didn't expect that you actually have the means to disperse the soul-eating mist condensed by my secret technique. It seems that I can't intercept you without using powerful means. Seeing that you have been practicing in my body for six hundred years. Can you still be so arrogant under the skull and bone shield?"

Easily intercepting Qin Fengming's powerful soul-eating grab, the old man surnamed Bai smiled coldly, a white light flashed in front of him, and the huge shield flashing with white light suddenly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a flash of white light appeared more than ten feet in front of Qin Fengming. Then a dazzling white light burst out, and nine identical half-foot-tall white skeletons suddenly appeared around Qin Fengming.

"Gaga~~wuwu~~~"

As the nine skeletons appeared, a horrifying sound that made people's souls tremble suddenly resounded around Qin Fengming. At the same time, streams of yellow-green smoke suddenly spurted out from the mouths of the nine skeletons, almost in the blink of an eye. Qin Fengming's body was completely submerged in a radius of dozens of feet.

Feeling the unfolding of the yellow-green smoke, Qin Fengming's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, two spiritual slashes flashed with colorful light and shot out...