In the distance, the Huang Dao Sect monks who were paying attention to the place where the two were located did not know what kind of benefits the Huang family had promised to their sect. www..com 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 world of Jian'an Prefecture. wind.
However, every time the Blood Demon Tower appeared, it would turn the immortal cultivation world of Jian'an Mansion upside down.
Hundreds of monks died under the pagoda every time. Despite this, the first-class sects in Jian'an Mansion always turn a blind eye and ignore it. And I have never heard of any loss.
And this year happens to be another hundred years, so 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 suppressor. Family treasure.
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 monks who fell under this Blood Demon Tower this time were probably no less than hundreds or thousands of people. too much.
At this time, Qin Fengming had secretly communicated with the old man named 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's treasures from a super-immortal cultivating family was revealed without fear is enough to show that the Huang family is fully prepared.
Qin Fengming, who understood this, immediately lost his intention to fight head-on 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-immortal 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 was 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 found several suspicious figures within a radius of twenty or 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 the most famous imitation of the spiritual treasure in my ghost world. It's really disrespectful. very."
Although Qin Fengming already knew what the young man in front of him was holding, there was no fear on his face. Instead, his face showed great joy.
Although he had just heard a few words from the old man surnamed Li, Qin Fengming already knew that the Huang family's imitation spiritual treasure was not of a very high quality.
Judging from the numerous artifact refining classics that he consulted, this imitation spiritual treasure of the Huang family must have some flaws, otherwise it would never have been taken out by his family every hundred years to wreak havoc in the world of immortality. .
"Huh, now that you know what Huang is holding, you can still be so calm, which makes Huang very impressed. However, 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 may consider letting you live, otherwise you will have no choice but to sacrifice this magic weapon of my Huang family with blood."
Facing Qin Fengming's calm face, the young monk also felt a little admiration. He himself was a person in the middle stage of Ghost Lord, so he would not worry about his own safety. However, the opponent, who was only a person in the late stage of Ghost Lord, not only won five tokens. , was actually able to cause the three ghostly handsome peak cultivators to self-destruct at the same time.
This indeed made the young monk named Huang feel uneasy. Because even though he was holding this big killer weapon, he had only captured two tokens at this point.
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 difficult for you to do it alone. However, Fei doesn't want to fight with you here. If you have the courage to carry this kind of treasure into the secret realm of Huangquan Palace, Fei will meet you again. I will definitely get it with my own hands. I’m afraid that your Huang family wouldn’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 named Huang snorted coldly and spoke with great disdain. Before he finished speaking, the small red tower about a foot tall in his hand 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, and then 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, and at the same time, an invisible force of confinement suddenly acted on Qin Fengming's body.
"Haha, it is indeed extraordinary, but if you 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, so 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 laughed out loud, and then saw his body suddenly falling towards the ground below at an extremely fast speed, almost touching it in a flash. above the ground.
In a flash of yellow light, Qin Fengming disappeared on the spot.
"Hmph, fellow Taoist's methods are indeed extraordinary, but it's just a dream for you to escape from the confinement of the Bleeding Demon Tower with a mere Earth Escape."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!~~" Following the cold snort of the young man surnamed Huang, several extremely sharp red sword blades suddenly flashed out under the red light of the red pagoda suspended in the air. Then, he followed Qin Fengming and shot into the stone ground.
The speed was so fast that it seemed 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 resist it, he would definitely be able to fight it with a few blows. This can cause the spiritual energy of his natal magic weapon to be greatly lost, making it difficult to use it again.
With the help of these huge red sword blades, the young man surnamed Huang was convinced that even an early stage monk of Ghost Lord who was proficient in earth escape magical power would 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, 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 of the stone ground with four puffs of sound, and re-entered the pagoda under the flash of red light.
"Hahaha, with this broken imitation spirit treasure in your hand, it is absolutely difficult to intercept Fei. If you want to fight Fei, you can fight again in the secret realm of Huangquan Palace after this Lanyin Valley. When the time comes, Fei will definitely not evade at all, and will thoroughly understand the strangeness of this broken imitation spiritual treasure from your Huang family."
The figure flashed, and Qin Fengming appeared a hundred feet away, floating in the air with a slight smile on his face.
Faced with the other party's repeated words of 'broken imitation spiritual treasure', the young man surnamed 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, and a blood sacrifice is required every hundred years. But it is definitely not a broken imitation as 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 to do anything to him. Therefore, when he faced Qin Fengming who was standing far away, his face was full of anger, but he was also extremely helpless for the moment.
