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Half an hour later, Qin Fengming successfully left the Huang Dao Sect and fled towards the northwest with the light.
Just now, he rejected the invitation from the mid-term monk surnamed Niu Guijun to stay.
Although it is safest to stay in the Huang Dao Sect, he does not have to worry about anyone coming to cause trouble, but he does not dare to stay there. He must know that the Huang Dao Sect is not an ordinary sect. If there is any secret treasure in the sect, his true identity can be seen. It's an extremely dangerous thing to do
You must know that the Ghost Lord Peak Elder of Guifu Sect had issued an order to capture him, and the Anji Temple was able to recognize him, which indeed made him extremely uneasy.
Therefore, after thinking about it, it is better to find a secret place alone and quietly retreat for five months.
It is marked on the jade slip map that there is a vast area called Beihuang 300,000 miles northwest of Huang Daozong. The Yin Qi there is extremely thin and desolate. Generally, few monks go there.
For Qin Fengming, that place is a very suitable place for retreat.
As soon as the light escaped, Qin Fengming flew towards that area.
Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed as he flew seven or eight thousand miles away from the Huang Dao Sect, because he felt that there were two weak energy fluctuations more than two hundred miles away, following behind him unhurriedly. If your spiritual consciousness is strong enough, it will be absolutely difficult to detect the existence of those two waves.
At the sudden sight, Qin Fengming's expression turned cold: "Could it be that Huang Daozong is planning something evil against Qin?"
At this thought, Qin Fengming couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart, a stern expression flashed on his face, and he had already made up his mind: "No matter who wants to do anything wrong to Qin, as long as you dare to take action, don't blame Qin for being ruthless."
Qin Fengming's direction did not change and he still shot towards that desolate place.
At this time, his cultivation is still at the late stage of Ghost Commander, and even his face has not changed.
The two escaping lights behind him were extremely stable and did not change at all. They were still following closely behind him.
After leaving the Huang Dao Sect for a hundred thousand miles, Qin Fengming found that the speed of the two escaping lights suddenly increased greatly, and turned into two rays of light, shooting towards his location.
"Humph, it seems that you really want to do something wrong with Qin. Then let Qin see who you two are." Qin Fengming landed in a valley in a flash and looked in the direction behind him with a solemn look on his face. No more movement
"Hahaha, I'm so alert, I actually let you discover the whereabouts of the two old men." Not long after Qin Fengming stopped in the valley, a light flashed in the air two hundred feet in front of him, revealing the figures of two old men.
Both of them were in their fifties, with slightly white hair. One had a dark complexion, and the other had an extremely fierce face. As soon as his figure was revealed, the fierce man laughed wildly and said harshly.
Looking at the two people in the early stage of Ghost Lord in front of him, Qin Fengming's face suddenly showed a look of fear.
"Junior pays homage to the two seniors. I wonder if the two seniors have followed the junior here, but do they have anything to do for the junior? But if there is an order, the junior will definitely try his best to complete it."
Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness quickly scanned the surroundings. What reassured him was that except for these two early ghost king monks, there was no one else hiding.
"Humph, have you ever killed a peak cultivator named Gui Shuai in Lanyin Valley?" The evil-faced old man looked at Qin Fengming and snorted coldly, his eyes gleaming.
"There were twenty or thirty monks who died in Fei's hands in the Lanyin Valley. Were there any monks with the surname of Xi that Fei didn't remember? Maybe they really existed. Could it be that the monks with the surname of Xi were two seniors? The family elders are not successful”
By this time, Qin Fengming already knew that these two monks were not from the Huang Dao Sect. They should be from the middle-aged sect named Xi. After knowing this, Qin Fengming was completely relieved.
"Ah, you deserve to die, junior. You actually spoke to me and my wife like this. It seems that you have reached the end of your life. I will capture you right now, extract your soul and refine it, and suppress you for a hundred years."
Suddenly hearing Qin Fengming's words, the two old men suddenly became furious. The old man with an evil face even said sternly. As he spoke, his body moved and flew towards Qin Fengming. At the same time, he raised his right hand and a huge black energy spurted out in a flash. Then swept towards Qin Fengming
“Suppression will definitely lead to suppression, but I don’t know who is suppressing whom.”
With the faint words, only a slight sound of thunder was heard. Suddenly, a silver lightning flashed out from the scene. Qin Fengming's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot without any trace.
Almost as soon as Qin Fengming disappeared, the huge black gas that appeared suddenly rolled back to where he originally stood. The thick black mist rolled back amidst the laughter of the evil-faced old man.
“It’s hard to hurt Fei even with a mere attack.”
Just when the evil-faced old man thought he had imprisoned the middle-aged monk, a whisper that made his soul tremble suddenly sounded beside him.
"Boom" followed by the voice of those words. The evil-faced old man felt that the body-protecting aura was suddenly hit by a huge force. Amidst the roar, a colorful flashing palm penetrated through the body-protecting aura. In an instant, he was caught on his body
Before the evil-faced old man could react, a strange energy entered his body. His soul and the sea of consciousness were immediately imprisoned under the injection of this energy.
"A person in the early stage of Ghost King still dares to show off his power in front of Fei. It's really damning. You are the only one left. Should Fei do it himself or tie his own hands and feet?"
With a wave of his hand, the evil-faced old man was put into the spirit beast bracelet by Qin Fengming. Then he looked at the black-faced old man dozens of feet away without any strange expression, and said in a calm tone.
"You...you are not the Ghost Handsome Monk. Who are you? Our master is the Ghost Hand Master."
The black-faced old man looked at what suddenly happened in front of him and was extremely shocked. The changes that happened in front of him were too rapid. His fellow disciple, who was almost as strong as him, was captured by the opponent in an instant.
At this point, he still doesn't understand that the middle-aged monk opposite him is a person in the realm of ghost handsome. It is obvious that a ghost king exists, and his cultivation level is much higher than the two of them.
"Humph, Lord Ghost Hands, a person in the late stage of Ghost Lord dares to show off in front of Fei. You really don't know how to live or die. Since you won't restrain your hands, let Fei take action." Following Qin Fengming's words, his hands were already waving out. Two colorful giant claws with extremely powerful power flashed out.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, there was a loud bang in the mind of the black-faced old man, and his mind went blank.
The other party didn't even notice his master at all. With just this sentence, he could already know that the other party was definitely a powerful being with a much higher status than his master.
It was Qin Fengming's words that caused the black-faced old man to lose the ability to think. When two soul-eating claws were applied to his body, he suddenly woke up, but it was too late to regret it.
The body-protecting spiritual light shattered without any resistance. He only felt that the soul in his body was condensed, and he fell unconscious.
With a distance of tens of feet, Qin Fengming attacked with all his strength at this time. His speed was beyond the ability of an early Ghost Lord monk to resist.
