The Six Yang Formation is originally the most yang and the most powerful array. It has an extremely powerful restraint effect on evil ghosts and extremely evil soul monsters. Facing these ghosts who are only in the early stage of ghost commander or ghost king, they naturally appear sharp. pole. [No pop-up novel website]
The Xuanyin Blood Transformation Formation presided over by Rong Qing could kill even a Ghost Lord Peak cultivator if he fell into it, not to mention a few ghosts.
While the five powerful ** treasures were constantly opening and closing to kill the ghosts, Rong Qing and others naturally did not watch idle. They all used their own methods to continuously capture and imprison the ghosts and put them into their arms.
Although Yinhun is a thing without spiritual intelligence, the huge soul power contained in it is undoubtedly a great tonic for those who practice ghost techniques.
Bing'er has been in retreat since she started taking Yousui Grass. Although it has been more than ten years at this time, she has been retreating in a cave in the Shenji Mansion.
Of course, Qin Fengming has nothing to worry about Bing'er. She is the body of Tai Sui's young soul. She does not need others to worry about her own cultivation, whether it is skills or secret techniques. She naturally has her own inheritance mark to provide.
Qin Fengming actually didn't know too clearly about Tai Sui.
Because there is too little introduction about Tai Sui in the lower interface. If you want to know about Tai Sui, only the upper realm can provide detailed introduction.
With everyone taking action at the same time, almost half of the original three or four thousand ghosts above the Ghost Commander level were wiped out in just a tea time.
There were two to three hundred ghosts in the Ghost Lord realm captured by Qin Fengming himself.
In this move, he did not hesitate to use the magic power in his body. In just a short cup of tea, he took three drops of spiritual liquid. With the majesty of his magic power, the consumption is so huge. Like other monks, they may not know how many times they have exhausted their own mana.
As time passed, the old man named Bai standing far away finally discovered something was wrong.
His eyes narrowed slightly and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle. Logically speaking, the junior from the human world should have exhausted all his mana and was ready to die. But after such a long time, the thick and thick mist on the other side is still surging. Not only has it not weakened at all, but its area has become much larger than before.
"Ah, no, that junior must have a magic elixir that can quickly restore one's own magic power, and there is a way to restrain this secret technique of mine. This junior is really hateful."
The old man had lived for more than a thousand years. Although he had only had a cup of tea, his heart moved and he had already sensed a strange existence.
With his eyes focused, the old man no longer hesitated. He waved his hands continuously, and immediately two magic weapons shot out. Exhibiting it in the air, under the rays of light, two treasures flashing with dazzling light appeared in the air.
These two magic weapons look different from ordinary objects. One is a huge wolf claw that shines with blue and black light; the other is a bright bronze mirror that shines with colorful rays of light.
As soon as these two magic weapons appeared, a huge power suddenly appeared in the air.
Just looking at the powerful power exuded by these two treasures, you can tell that they are not ordinary items.
At this time, Qin Fengming's body was still surrounded by many ghosts and ghosts. Although the number of ghosts had dropped sharply, there were still thousands of them. The cultivation level of these ghosts were all above the realm of ghost commander. It would not be an exaggeration to say that one of the cultivators in the mid-infant stage would have been killed several times.
Qin Fengming, who was in the mist, was naturally aware of the reveal of two huge powerful magic weapons.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but treat the magic weapon that could be sacrificed by a monk at the top of Ghost King's list.
Pointing his finger, the several-foot large bronze mirror suspended in the air suddenly burst into light. A majestic aura came out instantly, and a beam of seven-foot-long colorful light suddenly erupted from the bronze mirror, turning into an indestructible beam. The bright beam of light shot towards the extremely thick fog.
"Stab!~~" A heartbreaking sound suddenly sounded when the bright beam of light touched the thick mist.
What shocked Qin Fengming was that as soon as the Ghost Devouring Mist came into contact, it was like smoke and clouds encountering a hurricane. Wherever the bright rays of light passed, the mists swarmed to both sides to avoid them, as if they were extremely jealous and afraid of the rays of light. Very.
Seeing this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but squint his eyes. His spiritual thoughts were sent out quickly, and the five magic formations disappeared almost at the same time. Then his hand quickly pointed out, and the thick fog outside him shrank sharply, almost in the blink of an eye. The dark mist that was two to three hundred feet in size shrank to only a dozen feet in size.
The Soul-Eating Beast circled, submerged into the Soul-Eating Banner again, and disappeared without a trace.
Qin Fengming saw the opportunity and hurried to the extreme. The bronze mirror only flashed, and he had already withdrawn the secret technique. This change made the old man surnamed Bai pause. The huge thing several feet suspended in the air was ready to go. Before the wolf's claws could be activated, the opponent had already retreated.
As the ghost-eating mist shrunk, only a thousand ghosts and ghosts remained, reappearing.
These ghostly ghosts suddenly appeared, and when they lost their opponents, they were stunned on the spot.
"Ah, junior, you... you actually eliminated most of my ghosts. You are really... so angry that I am so angry. This will definitely make your life worse than death."
A loud shout immediately resounded on the spot as Qin Fengming's mist disappeared.
Seeing that less than one-third of the number of ghosts and ghosts were left in front of him, the old man surnamed Bai didn't believe what he saw. With eyes wide open, he finally shouted angrily.
He never thought that even if a cultivator at the top of the Ghost King fell into his secret technique, he would be unable to gain the upper hand. However, the young cultivator in front of him, who seemed to only have the cultivation of the middle stage of transforming into an infant, was only in the lamp. Within tea time, several thousand to four thousand spirits above the Ghost Commander realm were strangled to death.
These ghosts have spent hundreds of years of their own efforts, and the risks they have taken are unimaginable to others. In this way, all the money was lost, and the old man surnamed Bai could no longer maintain a stable state of mind.
"Does the old man really think that a few ghostly things can kill Qin? If you hadn't taken action earlier, Qin would have needed half a cup of tea at most, and all these ghosts would have been killed by Qin. "
With a smile on his face, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed and he glanced at the two treasures suspended in the air. Although his heart was slightly shocked, he spoke with great ease.
The power of the seven-colored light beam emitted by the bronze mirror just now really surprised him.
Based on his knowledge, he has already judged that the bright beam of light must contain an extremely powerful lightning attribute attack, and may also have an extremely powerful corrosive effect.
The Ghost Devouring Yin Mist already contains extremely strong corrosive effects, but under the illumination of the light beam just now, it was penetrated by the opponent without any obstruction. Facing such a powerful thing, Qin Fengming couldn't help but become a little more vigilant.
"Hmph!" The old man surnamed Bai snorted coldly. Without replying to Qin Fengming, he waved his hand to put away the ghost in the air. Then he raised his hand and walked out towards where Qin Fengming was. Suddenly, the bronze mirror in the sky trembled and its direction turned, and a majestic ray of light shot out. With almost just a flash, it shined towards Qin Fengming, who was invisible in the black mist.
"Stung!" Under the blaze of seven-colored light, the ghost-eating mist that was only a dozen feet in radius suddenly became riddled with holes, like a honeycomb.
But what left the old man surnamed Bai speechless was that the mist was empty. Not only was there no sound, but there was no figure inside.
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