In the distance, the Huang Dao Sect monk who was paying attention to the place where the two of them were was not sure what kind of benefits the Huang family had promised to his sect, but he knew that the man holding the Blood Demon Tower would definitely not be in any danger.
Because he knows that this imitation of the Blood Demon Tower, although it has always been a treasure of the Huang family and is treasured in the Huang family, will appear once every hundred years and cause a bloody storm in the Jian'an Prefecture's immortal world.
But every time the Blood Demon Tower appears, it will turn the immortal world of Jian'an Mansion upside down.
Hundreds of monks died under the pagoda every time. Even so, the first-class sects in Jian'an Mansion always turned a blind eye and ignored them, and they had never heard of the loss.
And this year happens to be another hundred years. Therefore, the middle-term monk of Huang Dao Sect, Ghost Lord, who has been named for nine hundred years, saw the red tower-shaped magic weapon held by the young man named Huang, and immediately thought of the Huang family's treasure that suppresses the clan.
Seeing this treasure appearing in front of him, the monk named Huang Dao Sect Ghost King couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. The number of monks who fell under this Blood Demon Tower this time is probably no less than hundreds or even thousands.
At this time, Qin Fengming had secretly communicated with the old man surnamed Li in Shenji Mansion.
He already knew something about the red pagoda held by the monk in front of him.
The fact that each of the family treasures of a super-immortal cultivating family was revealed without fear is enough to show that the Huang family is fully prepared.
Qin Fengming, who knew this, immediately lost his intention to fight with the young man in front of him.
Qin Fengming already knew from the classics in his hand that the Huang family was a super cultivating family in Jian'an Mansion. The family had produced several monks in the aggregation realm earlier. At this time, there were also several great monks in the family.
If Qin Fengming wants to grab this treasure of the Huang family, he can do it at his own expense, but it is absolutely impossible to take it away smoothly.
Because he is convinced that there must be several members of the Huang family guarding the young man named Huang.
Under the sweep of his huge spiritual consciousness, Qin Fengming discovered the presence of several suspicious figures within a radius of twenty to thirty miles. Although these monks were all sitting cross-legged in a secret place, their expressions were extremely solemn.
"Hahaha, it turns out that fellow Taoist is a member of the Huang family, so the thing in his hand must be the thing from the Blood Demon Tower. I didn't expect Fei to be lucky enough to see a replica of the most famous spiritual treasure in my ghost world. It's really disrespectful."
Although Qin Fengming already knew what was in the hands of the young man in front of him, there was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he showed great joy.
Although he just heard a few words from the old man surnamed Li, Qin Fengming already knew that the imitation spiritual treasure of the Huang family was not of very high quality.
Judging from the numerous artifact refining books that the Huang family has consulted, this imitation spiritual treasure of the Huang family must have some flaws, otherwise it would never have been taken out by the family every hundred years to wreak havoc in the world of immortality.
"Humph, now that I know what Huang is holding, he can still be so calm, which makes Huang greatly admire him. But it will be extremely difficult for you to leave at this time. If you hand over all the tokens and treasures on your body, Huang will consider letting you go." Otherwise, you can only sacrifice this magic weapon of my Huang family with blood."
Facing Qin Fengming's calm face, the young monk also admired him a little. He was a middle-stage Ghost King himself, so he would not worry about his own safety. However, the opponent, who was only a late-stage Ghost Commander, not only won five tokens, but he was able to make that person just now Three ghostly handsome peak cultivators self-destructed at the same time
This really made the young monk surnamed Huang feel moved, because even he holding this big killer weapon had only captured two tokens at this time.
But no matter what, the young man surnamed Huang would not think that the person opposite could escape by himself.
"If you want to capture Fei, it's hard for you to do it alone. However, Fei doesn't want to fight with you here. If you have the courage to carry this treasure into the secret realm of Huangquan Palace, Fei will definitely capture it with his own hands when he meets you again." If you get it, I'm afraid that your Huang family won't dare to do this."
"It's not up to you. If you can hold on to Huang's treasure for just one stick of incense, Huang will let you go safely. Otherwise, you will just perish here."
The young man surnamed Huang snorted coldly and spoke with great disdain. Before he could finish his words, the small red tower in his hand, which was about a foot in size, had already shot out. In a flash, it turned into a red light that was about ten feet tall and made no sound at all. Shen just disappeared without a trace
When the red light flashed out again, it was already floating above Qin Fengming's head.
Under the dazzling red light, a huge and frightening pressure was revealed. At the same time, an invisible force of confinement suddenly acted on Qin Fengming's body.
"Haha, it is indeed extraordinary, but I want to imprison Fei. Fellow Taoist, you need to open the seal of this murder weapon a little more. Fei said that I don't want to fight with you here. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."
Just when the zhang-high pagoda shining with red light appeared above its head, Qin Fengming burst into laughter and said. Then he saw his body suddenly falling towards the ground below at an extremely fast speed. He almost touched the ground in a flash.
In a flash of yellow light, Qin Fengming disappeared on the spot.
"Humph, fellow Taoist, your skills are indeed extraordinary, but if you want to escape from the confinement of the Bleeding Demon Tower with just Earth Escape, it's just a dream."
"Whoosh~~" Following the cold snort of the young man surnamed Huang, he saw the red light of the red pagoda suspended in the air flashing wildly, and several extremely sharp red sword blades suddenly flashed out and followed Qin Fengming in a flash. Shot behind him into the stone ground
The speed is so fast that it seems to be several minutes faster than Qin Fengming's flight speed.
At this time, the red sword blade shot out from the pagoda was several times more powerful than the red sword Qin Fengming had seen. If a ghostly handsome monk relied on his own magic weapon to withstand an absolute number of blows, he could be defeated. The spiritual energy of the natal magic weapon has been greatly lost and it is difficult to use it again
With these huge red sword blades, the young man surnamed Huang is convinced that even an early stage monk of the Ghost Lord who is proficient in earth escape magic will definitely fall on the spot because he has completely opened the first level of restrictions.
But what left the young man named Huang speechless was that as the four red sword blades sank into the stone ground, nothing strange happened at all. It was as if the four red sword blades did not touch the opponent's body at all.
There was a flash of red light, and the four sword blades flew out from the stone ground with four popping sounds. The red light flashed and re-entered the pagoda.
"Hahaha, with this broken imitation spirit treasure in your hand, it is absolutely difficult to intercept Fei. If you want to fight with Fei, you can go to Lanyin Valley and have another battle with Fei in the secret realm of Huangquan Palace. I will definitely not evade any more, and I will thoroughly understand what is so strange about this broken imitation spiritual treasure from your Huang family."
As soon as the figure flashed, Qin Fengming appeared a hundred feet away. His figure flickered and floated in the air, with a slight smile on his face.
Faced with the other party's repeated words of "broken imitation Lingbao", the young man named Huang was extremely angry.
Although there are many monks in the world of immortality who know that this Blood Demon Tower is a slightly flawed imitation of a spiritual treasure that must be sacrificed with blood every hundred years, it is by no means the dilapidated imitation that Qin Fengming said.
But at this time, the young monk surnamed Huang also knew that if the middle-aged monk in front of him relied on his method of suppressing his cultivation at this time, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do anything to him. Therefore, when he faced Qin Fengming, who was standing far away, his face became angry. But it was extremely helpless for the moment
