Although Qin Fengming knew that it was absolutely impossible to get the Blood Demon Tower in the opponent's hands in Lanyin Valley, the close contact just now still made him feel a lot.
At this time, he had two classics on imitation of spiritual treasures with him. He knew that refining imitation spiritual treasures was completely different from refining magical treasures, so he planned to experience the specific form of an imitation spiritual treasure up close.
After seeing this, Qin Fengming felt like he could see the sun through the clouds.
He actually saw the runes and spells he had just dabbled in on the replica of the Blood Demon Tower in front of him. This made his heart suddenly stir.
At the same time, it also gave him some understanding of the power of Lingbao imitations.
Imitation of Lingbao is not just a matter of talk. Although there are some flaws in the Huang family's imitation, Qin Fengming is convinced that this treasure is the natal magic weapon of monks in the aggregation realm, and it will definitely have the power to fight.
The aggregation realm monk can be said to be the most elite existence among the many monks in the lower interface.
The strength of the monks at the peak of Huaying is so powerful that they can almost overturn rivers and seas, move mountains and crack canals. But in front of the monks at the aggregation realm, the monks at the peak of Huaying will never be able to withstand their blows.
Back in the Hopeless Sea, Qin Fengming once witnessed the fight between three aggregation overhauls. The scene really shocked the world. Although it was tens or hundreds of miles away, Qin Fengming still trembled in fear.
In the forbidden area of the dragon clan, he once had a head-on fight with a dragon in the aggregation realm. If it weren't for the special nature of the forbidden area, the dragon overhaul did not kill him. He would never have left alive that time.
Facing the red small tower magic weapon held by the young man, Qin Fengming was convinced that it had the strength to resist the magic weapon of the aggregation monk without falling behind.
When the young monk drives the pagoda, he can run rampant in the realm of Ghost Commander by just unlocking the forbidden seal on one layer. If all five forbidden layers are opened, the power of the Blood Demon Tower will reach such a terrifying level that even Qin Fengming does not know. Dare to imagine
Of course, if the five-level ban is fully activated, whether anyone in the Huang family can control it is a matter of two minds.
You must know that although imitation Lingbao can be controlled by lower-level interface monks, the premise is that it can only drive part of the power of the imitation Lingbao.
This Blood Demon Tower magic weapon of the Huang family may have flaws according to Qin Fengming's judgment, but after all, it is an imitation of the upper realm Blood Demon Tower magic weapon. No matter how weak its power is, it is definitely better than the natal magic weapon of the aggregation monk. How awesome it is without a doubt
With such close proximity, Qin Fengming finally understood in his heart that his master's Manghuang Mountain existed as a holy land for weapon refining and saw the tiny spiritual patterns on the imitation Lingbao. Grandmaster has never heard of anyone refining an imitation of a spiritual treasure.
The only imitation of the ancestral treasure, the Lingbao, was obtained by chance by the founding father.
The reason for this was that it was only then that he finally understood that when refining the imitation spirit treasure, it was necessary to add runes and spells that were more advanced than spells, and runes and spells were not something that low-level interface monks could know.
If he hadn't come to the ghost world and entered the Bajimen by chance, and received the obsessive guidance left by the great power of the upper world, he would never have learned such mysterious spiritual patterns.
At this moment, when thinking back to the replica of the Moon-Zhancing Sword Lingbao he saw that Ouyang Chen once used, Qin Fengming became even more convinced that the replica was definitely a replica of the extremely low-ranking Lingbao.
Standing far away, Qin Fengming had no strange expression on his face and remained extremely calm.
"Humph, are you still afraid of me? Then when I see the secret realm of Huangquan Palace, you can stop thinking about escaping." The young man surnamed Huang glared at Qin Fengming, but he was also secretly shocked that the other party was able to escape smoothly despite being locked by the Blood Demon Tower. This really surprised him from afar
The young man surnamed Huang knows in his heart that this Blood Demon Tower is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.
Although it only activates a layer of restrictions, its power is only equivalent to the power of the magic weapon of the early monks of Ghost Lord, but its own attributes and effects are extremely powerful. If it is locked by the blood demon tower, no matter how the opponent dodges, there is no way to escape. Escape from its attack
The middle-aged monk opposite looked like he was only in the late stage of Ghost Commander, but he was able to escape so easily. This was the first time this young monk encountered such a thing after entering Lanyin Valley.
However, the young monk suffered from the inability to fully release his cultivation, so he could only hold it secretly, but he was not sure of capturing the middle-aged monk who was two to three hundred feet away.
Because at this time, he already understood that since the other party was able to obtain five tokens placed by Huang Daozong alone in the dangerous Lanyin Valley, his method was definitely among the best.
He knew that the reason why Qin Fengming was able to escape from those red sword blades was because as soon as he entered the rock, he drove his body skills to the extreme and used the dragon-patterned turtle shell shield to resist the opponent's blow. Pass
Although the blood-red sword is very powerful, with its power of only decrypting one level of the Blood Demon Tower, it naturally poses no threat to the dragon-patterned turtle shield.
Since neither of the two parties could shake the other, Qin Fengming certainly would not quarrel with the other party again. He once again fisted at the young man, turned around and ignored the monk. He flashed and shot towards the exit of Lanyin Valley.
Although his escape speed has been greatly suppressed, his speed is still faster than most monks in the Ghost Commander realm.
Seeing Qin Fengming walking away, the young monk also calmed down his mind, released his spiritual consciousness, once again locked onto the two ghostly commander peak monks who were carefully escaping, and shot towards the front of the two people.
At this time, there was not much left before the month that Huang Daozong had mentioned. Qin Fengming no longer needed to fight with others, but wanted to leave this valley as quickly as possible.
Although there are still monks fighting on the road, Qin Fengming will not stop any longer.
But when he arrived at the area where he first entered the valley, there were already two ghost king monks sitting cross-legged on a low mountain peak.
There were two to three hundred monks gathered within ten miles around those two monks.
Most of these monks have gloomy expressions on their faces, only a few of them have slightly calm expressions. Although all of them are in the late or peak stages of being a ghost commander, the blood they saw during this trip to Lanyin Valley is unique.
Many monks and monks died in Lanyin Valley. Those who survived were all lucky.
Qin Fengming glanced briefly, then lowered his body in a deserted place, stopped in a mountain forest, and sat down cross-legged.
"Fellow Taoists participating in this trial and competition, although there are still several hours until the agreed time, if that fellow Taoist wants to leave this place, he can leave Lanyin Valley now as long as he goes to the high platform to hand over the jade token. Even if all fellow Taoists have completed this competition and arrived near where I am, you are not allowed to fight or kill any more, otherwise I and I will immediately take action to kill the offender."
Two hours later, the two ghost king monks opened their eyes at the same time and glanced around. One of them stood up and spoke loudly.
Although its voice is not loud, with the blessing of energy, it can travel dozens of miles away.
The bloody competition in Lanyin Valley finally came to an end
