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Facing the ninth-level fire spirit, Qin Fengming could no longer hide his clumsiness. The magic formula in his body was shaking rapidly. Xuantian was pushed to the extreme by him. He only swayed slightly and reached behind the sluggish old man.
The colorful giant claws flashed and then grabbed the sluggish old man's waist.
Although the soul-eating grab is a major effect on the soul attack, it can only completely imprison the opponent until it is close. The energy contained in it will be effective. Even without the soul attack, just the powerful physical attack of the soul-eating grab is enough to tear apart. The body of a demon cultivator in the late stage of transformation
"Huh!" What made Qin Fengming, who was full of confidence, speechless was that the soul-eating grab that he thought would hit in one hit unexpectedly came up empty. The fiery red figure in front of him actually dodged to the side among the electric light and flint. There was only a residual trace on the spot. Just a shadow
"Humph, I am very impressed by this junior's methods. With such methods, are you a great monk in the late stage of Ghost Lord? But even if you are a great monk, you can never escape from my hands. I will not give up until I capture you today and make you a slave."
Suddenly seeing Qin Fengming's move, the red-faced old man standing in the distance suddenly moved in his heart. With a cold snort, he had already regarded him as a late-stage ghost king monk, and put away his previous contempt.
Qin Fengming's heart was shocked when he missed a hit. This move can be said to have been calculated to the extreme.
Even if he is a late-stage ghost master, he will never miss at such a distance.
But the red-faced old man with a slightly dull face in front of him escaped a powerful attack that he was bound to win at the last moment. His speed reminded him of the ancestor of the Aggregation Realm who faced the Jiaolong clan.
With just a flash in his mind, Qin Fengming already understood that as a fire spirit, in this place where the fire attribute is extremely abundant, its speed can no longer be judged by conventional methods.
No wonder the fire spirit in front of me said that it once seriously injured a late-stage Ghost Lord monk.
In this extremely hot environment, with the fire spirit's elusive and rapid movements, let alone a late-stage Ghost Lord monk, even a person at the peak level will definitely be difficult to do well.
And if the temperature outside the body at this time were not guarded by the ghost-devouring ghost fire, Qin Fengming was convinced that even the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue, a fire attribute technique, would have been difficult to withstand.
Using his own skills to resist the scorching heat outside, the speed at which he consumes his own mana is absolutely astonishing.
Even a late-stage Ghost Lord cultivator would definitely not be able to resist for long while fighting and resisting the scorching heat outside.
Looking at the dull, red-faced old man in front of him, who was about ten feet away, Qin Fengming was extremely vigilant.
Opposite this place with a strong fire attribute, the old fire spirit hardly has to worry about losing any of his own mana. The mana he consumes can be replenished almost instantly. If he wants to capture the opponent with a method that consumes the opponent's mana, it is already difficult to use the only method. He used his true strength to kill the opponent.
"This is just the beginning. We still don't know who will win." Qin Fengming's face turned slightly gloomy. Under his deep voice, Qin Fengming stared at the red-faced old man in the distance with bright eyes, without showing any signs of panic.
"I don't know whether to live or die. Now let me, junior, know how powerful I am." As soon as he finished speaking, the sluggish red-faced old man standing ten feet away in front of him swayed and disappeared in an instant.
"Well done." A red light flashed, and a figure had already arrived behind Qin Fengming. However, Qin Fengming, who had already covered the opponent in his consciousness, was not surprised by the figure that flashed out. Instead, he shouted lowly.
Then I saw a sword blade flashing with red and blue light suddenly flash out. Just as the red flash appeared, the sword blade suddenly slashed down from the air.
"Boom" a loud noise suddenly resounded on the spot
Following the loud noise, a red light suddenly flashed out. A few feet behind Qin Fengming, a scorching sun suddenly rose. A huge scorching energy that could almost destroy the world swept away towards the surroundings.
Qin Fengming, who was several feet away, was immediately involved in the huge explosion energy. Like a small boat in the water, it was instantly sucked into the whirlpool by the huge waves and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Humph, I don't know how to live or die. Since you don't know what's good or bad, let me give you a ride. If it weren't for this critical moment, I wouldn't have spent such a huge price to self-destruct my clone. Junior, if you die under my clone's self-destruction, your cultivation of immortality will be in vain." A lifetime"
Seeing the extremely huge fire attribute energy raging, the figure of the red-faced old man standing more than a hundred feet away blurred for a while, and he also shot out into the distance. When he flashed out again, he was already two hundred feet away.
The huge fire attribute energy swept to the place where it stood. Although it was still extremely majestic, it was no longer able to harm it at all.
As he spoke, the red-faced old man's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the huge explosion that had not subsided in the distance. He was now very convinced that the young monk would not be able to escape this huge blow.
The red-faced old man in the distance was at the time when the Fire Lingxiao plant was blooming once in ten thousand years. He didn't want anything unexpected to happen, and he was a little surprised by the young man in front of him. This avatar was transformed into an eighth-level fire wolf. The power of a single blow from Cheng Qi's giant claw is so powerful that even the elderly dare not resist.
The defensive power of the opponent's shield is really amazing.
Moreover, if he hadn't been facing the opponent's attack just now and his spiritual consciousness had been locked on the opponent while standing at a distance, the moment the opponent's body just moved, his spiritual thoughts would have driven the clone to the side. The clone wanted to avoid the five colors that made it extremely fearful. The flash of light is truly indescribable
It was only after that earth-shattering blow that the red-faced old man made up his mind to sacrifice the clone that he had spent hundreds of years refining.
Because of the giant palm attack that flashes with colorful light, even standing at a distance, one feels as if the soul is imprisoned. Except for those great monks of the late Ghost Lord, he really can't think of anyone who can deliver such a powerful attack.
"Boom~~" A huge explosion resounded throughout the sky, and the huge and extremely hot energy raged towards the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the rocks cracked and turned into powder. As the huge explosion swept around,
As the dazzling red light gradually dissipated, a huge pit that was more than ten feet deep and dozens of feet wide was revealed in the scene.
Looking at the huge pit in front of him, the young monk from before has disappeared without a trace.
"Oh, it's really a pity. If I can cultivate to the late stage of Ghost Lord, I must have a lot of precious treasures on my body. It was damaged in the clone explosion and could not be saved. It is really a waste of natural resources. But being able to kill you with one blow is a good result."
The figure flashed and stood on the edge of the huge pit. A red-faced old man and an old god were there. He looked at the scene in front of him with slight disappointment and murmured to himself.
Facing such a huge explosion of fire energy, even an old man who was trained as a fire spirit was in danger of falling. A mere human monk had no chance of survival. The red-faced old man was very convinced of this.
"It's a pity. If you have the means, you can use it again. As long as you can capture Qin, you can also get Qin's valuable treasure. However, Qin is not optimistic about whether you will survive."
Just as the old man was scanning the scene of the explosion, a calm voice suddenly sounded from hundreds of feet away. Following the voice, a young monk with no damage on his body appeared at the scene wrapped in a ball of green light.
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