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"Humph, you don't know how to live or die. You actually betrayed Fei like this. I originally wanted to rescue the three of you. Since you are so ignorant, it's no wonder Fei is the one to blame. You can go and die."
Qin Fengming, who had already held a magic weapon in his hand and wanted to sacrifice it, suddenly heard the old man's voice, his expression suddenly changed, and he spoke sternly.
Following his words, the spiritual thought in his heart had already activated the restraints in the three old men.
When the three old men suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words, they felt a sudden surge of regret in their hearts. Just when they were about to say something else, they found it hard to do so. They felt a huge surge of energy surge out of their bodies. Their bodies suddenly became extremely swollen before the three of them could wait. If you make any more movements, your body will already explode.
Following the self-destruction of the three ghost-shuai cultivators, an extremely huge explosion power swept towards the red pagoda in all directions. The red pagoda that was fighting with the three men was immediately involved in this huge explosion power. among them
"Ah, how dare you do this? Huang will definitely kill you here."
Three huge self-destructions appeared in almost no particular order. The young monk in front of him also looked horrified. With a thought in his mind, he quickly drove the pagoda magic weapon to fly away from the explosion area. His body shook sharply and shot away behind him. A voice of resentment shouted out from his mouth
With the young monk's knowledge, he could tell at a glance that the self-destruction of the three ghostly handsome peak monks in front of him was caused by the middle-aged man standing in the distance.
Although I don’t know the reason, the anger in this young monk’s heart is still beyond words.
"Humph, you still want to kill Fei Mou here. You are really bragging." Although the other party has an extremely powerful magic weapon, Qin Fengming did not take the other party seriously.
His spiritual consciousness swept over the scene of the huge explosion in front of him, and he saw the tower-shaped magic weapon flying out with wild red light from the huge explosion that could almost collapse the mountain. In a flash, the red light followed the young monk and shot towards it. far away
As the pagoda flew rapidly, a huge red blood mist surged out from the huge explosion. It was swept into the pagoda and was actually sucked into the pagoda.
The young monk stopped and stood up, and hurriedly moved his hand. The magic weapon was in his hand in a flash.
After watching intently for a moment, his expression relaxed slightly.
Looking closely, I saw that the red pagoda had restored to the size of about a foot, with red photoelectric lasers swaying on it. These red threads were extremely mysterious and could only be seen clearly when held in the hand.
Seeing that the small pagoda magic weapon was not damaged at all, the young monk finally felt relieved.
"How dare you sneak attack on Mr. Huang's magic weapon. Fortunately, it is not damaged. Otherwise, even if you die, you will not be able to relieve Huang's wrath. Should you tie your hands and kowtow to plead guilty, or should you let Huang kill you and refine your soul in front of you?"
The young monk waited for the violent energy to dissipate, and then he swayed and came a hundred feet away from Qin Fengming. He looked at Qin Fengming, his eyes had returned to coldness, and he spoke sharply.
"You dare to say such big words at such a young age. I'm afraid you don't have the ability to do anything to Fei. You might fall into Fei's hands and leave your life here."
Qin Fengming didn't care at all and looked at the young monk a hundred feet away with a very indifferent expression.
But just as he was looking at the young man in front of him carefully, a hint of shock flashed across Qin Fengming's eyes.
The young monk in front of him, who looked to be only in his twenties, turned out to be not a person in the realm of Ghost Commander, but a middle-stage Ghost Commander monk who had hidden his cultivation level and was in the same realm as his own.
If Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness was not much stronger than that of the monks at the peak of Huaying, it would be absolutely difficult to discover this young man's true cultivation level.
Although he has clearly seen the true realm on the other side, Qin Fengming does not dare to point it out directly.
With the realm he showed at this time, it is absolutely impossible for him to show more powerful spiritual consciousness than the late great monk of the Huang Dao Sect Ghost Lord. Since this young monk can detect Qin Fengming through the late great monk of the Yellow Dao Sect Ghost Lord. It's impossible to break it down
Now that he knew the other party's true cultivation level, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
A mid-stage ghost king monk holds this kind of treasure. If he doesn't use his true strength to kill the opponent here, it is tantamount to wishful thinking.
You must know that more than a hundred miles away from here, there is a middle-term ghost king monk of Huang Dao Sect standing on a peak, scanning the valley here.
The self-destruction power of the three ghost-shuai peak cultivators just now was so huge that it naturally attracted the attention of the ghost-lord cultivator. It was absolutely impossible to kill a ghost-lord cultivator just by using the means of a ghost-shuai cultivator under the opponent's nose.
At this time, Qin Fengming was unable to advance or retreat.
"Humph, don't think that you can make three ghost commanders self-destruct, and you can overwhelm Huang. It won't take much effort for Huang to kill you. At this time, Huang can consider sparing your life."
Under the shining eyes of the young monk, there seemed to be something strange, and the tone of his words was actually much more restrained.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, the magic weapon in your hand does look very powerful, but I don't know if it is an imitation of a spiritual treasure." Since the other party dared to blatantly take out this powerful magic weapon in Lanyin Valley, think about it. He must have something to rely on, so he doesn't have to worry about being spied on by the ghost king monks of Huang Dao Sect.
"You actually ask this question? Have you never heard the name of this magic weapon?" The young man did not immediately answer Qin Fengming's question, but instead said this
Hearing the words of the young man opposite, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be moved. Could it be that this treasure is famous in Jian'an Mansion?
If Qin Fengming had known that the mid-level Ghost Lord monk standing a hundred miles away was mumbling to himself, he would never have asked this question, because the words spoken by the Huang Dao Sect mid-level Ghost Lord monk at this time were:
"It seems that the powerful energy fluctuation in the distance must have been caused by the young man from the Huang family who forced several monks to self-destruct. I shouldn't have agreed to allow Senior Huang to let his descendants hold the blood of the Huang family's family treasure." The Demon Tower enters Lanyin Valley to participate in this trial competition."
The Blood Demon Tower is not unfamiliar to Qin Fengming, who is proficient in weapon refining, because there are many classics that introduce this spiritual treasure.
It is a powerful spiritual treasure in the demon world. Its reputation is so great that it can be listed among the top twenty spiritual treasures in the demon world.
Of course, this so-called Blood Demon Tower is not the real thing, but an imitation obtained by the ancestors of the Huang family at great cost. However, even this imitation has such power that other magic weapons cannot compete with it.
Moreover, the ancestor of the Huang family once stated that just by asking his descendants to remove the lowest seal of the imitation magic weapon, its power would only be equivalent to the original magic weapon of the peak ghost commander monk, and promised that no matter who it was, he would kill this junior monk to obtain the treasure. The Huang family will never settle the scores later.
Even so, Huang Daozong did not dare to attempt this imitation at will.
Because the strength of the Huang family is even greater than that of the Huang Dao Sect. There are not only two peak monks of the Ghost Lord in the family, but also four late-stage monks. There are hundreds of other ghost king monks, and there are hundreds of such powerful families. That sect can be offended at will
