The changes on the spot were so rapid that even the old man surnamed Li could not help but be stunned by the sudden change. wwwynkui
The movement of the monk surnamed Bai wrapped in the mist was too fast. Although the old man surnamed Zhan used a secret technique of rapidity in advance and successfully escaped sixty or seventy feet away.
But the old man surnamed Bai arrived first, and he only had to fly more than a hundred feet away before he caught up with the old man surnamed Zhan.
Under the blow of the secret technique, the frightened monk Zhan only used his body-protecting spiritual light and suffered an extremely powerful blow from the other party. It fell into his hands almost without any resistance.
It was not that the old man named Zhan had no resistance, but he never expected that the opponent's movements would be so fast, and he would be behind him in almost the blink of an eye. At such a speed, even if he wanted to capture the opponent's trajectory, it was almost impossible.
With horror in his heart, the old man named Zhan could no longer use his secret technique even if he wanted to.
A ray of black light circled around the body of the old man named Zhan, and with a flick of his hand, a flame wrapped around his body. In just the blink of an eye, the old man surnamed Zhan, who had been standing together just now, fell on the spot without even a trace. Leave.
"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Bai, you are really evil-minded. You actually dare to kill even the elders of the Ghost Lord Sect. Aren't you afraid of being known by the Ghost Talisman Sect monks?"
Seeing the monk surnamed Bai suddenly resorting to ruthless tactics to kill an elder from the same sect, the old literary man surnamed Li was wrapped in a layer of silk mesh magic weapon with flashing black light. Yin Wu, who was approaching, snorted coldly.
"Hahaha, a mere early stage cultivator of the Ghost Lord dared to go against my words and be killed immediately. How can I pay for it with my life? Now that you have fallen into my hands, how can you still do this? Calmness is extremely rare. If you have any last words, please tell me quickly. You can also chase the dead ghost immediately to keep him company."
Seeing that the monk surnamed Li in front of him could still maintain such a calm expression at this time, the person wrapped in the mist couldn't help but feel startled, but he felt relieved in an instant.
This black soul silk magic weapon of mine was made using a unique secret method, and it contained the souls of hundreds of ghostly handsome monks. Not to mention a mere early-stage ghostly monk, he fell into its package. , and it is difficult to say that we can break free from its shackles.
"Last words? Of course you have to say it, but it's not me saying it, but fellow Taoist, you have to say a few last words. Otherwise, if you die in a while, you really won't have a chance." Visually, the ghost king who was standing only a few feet away was in the middle stage. The face of the monk, the old man surnamed Li, who was gloomy just now, suddenly became calmer, and at the same time, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Hmph, old man, what kind of mystery are you trying to make? Can you still escape the confinement of my black soul silk magic weapon?"
Suddenly hearing the words of the old man surnamed Li, the face of the monk surnamed Bai changed in the dark mist, and his spiritual consciousness spurted out quickly, immediately covering the whole body of the old man surnamed Li.
After scanning it carefully, I didn't see anything strange about it.
The sharp light in the eyes of the old man surnamed Bai in the mist suddenly flashed down, and the mist rolled up from his body. Suddenly, a skinny palm flashed out from the black mist.
A seemingly tough and sharp palm with five claws spread out grabbed the chest of the old man named Li standing in front of him.
Although the monk surnamed Bai did not see anything strange about the old man surnamed Li who was imprisoned by the magic weapon, he was cautious by nature and would not hesitate any longer.
If you want to make the opponent completely lose the ability to resist, there is only one solution, and that is to completely kill the opponent.
Seeing the fog in front of him change drastically, the old man surnamed Li not only showed no trace of fear in his eyes, but also showed a trace of ridicule. His eyes flashed, as if he was looking at Liang Clown again.
"Boom!" A five-color glow flashed, and a majestic and huge energy suddenly rushed out from in front of the old man surnamed Li. A huge roaring sound also resounded on the spot as the colorful rays of light came into contact with the black palm.
In just a flash, the solid palm of the old man surnamed Bai shattered into pieces. There was a flash of rays of light, and a streak of colored lightning that had not yet completely lost its power shot forward without changing its direction.
"Ah, not good."
Seeing an extremely powerful energy wave shooting out from the opponent's body, the black light flashing silk network formed by the layer of black soul silk was broken through a gap without even showing any resistance, and then A bolt of colorful lightning shot towards his secret palm.
The old man surnamed Bai, who was invisible in the mist, suddenly exclaimed. Then the figure flashed, and an afterimage shot into the distance.
The colorful rays of light flashed past a shadow and shot away into the distance.
"Ah, who are you? You are actually hiding in the body of the old man named Li. Could it be that there is a mustard space treasure on his body?"
In a flash, the old man surnamed Bai retreated two hundred feet away. In front of him was the old man who was trapped by the magic weapon. In an instant, he turned into a young monk. He was shocked and immediately seemed to I understand a bit.
But seeing that the other party's cultivation was only at the level of Ghost King, the monk surnamed Bai felt relieved.
"You...you don't have the aura of a real ghost in you. Are you a monk in the human world? No wonder the monk surnamed Li was able to enter the human world for only a few years and then return. It turned out that he was coerced by you. Huh, just a mere How powerful can a monk in the early stage of Stage Transformation Infant be? Since you have been touched by me, then you should leave your life here."
Seeing Qin Fengming suddenly appear in front of him, the old man surnamed Bai, who had already flashed into the distance, quickly glanced at him, and with a sudden rush in his heart, he actually guessed the real situation.
"Well, fellow Taoist is really a thoughtful person. Yes, Qin is from the human world, but if fellow Taoist wants to keep Qin here, I'm afraid you don't have the means."
As he spoke, his eyes had already locked the other person in his consciousness.
Facing the old man named Bai who was invisible in the mist, he guessed his origin so quickly, Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire him greatly.
Qin Fengming already felt a bad feeling when he suddenly saw the old man before.
So he immediately sent a message to the old man named Li, asking him to act tougher. Otherwise, with the ability of the old man surnamed Li, how dare he fight against a middle-term Ghost Lord elder of the Ghost Talisman Sect.
But when he saw that the other party insisted on inspecting the tortoise shell, Qin Fengming already understood that the other party was determined to snatch the treasure. While sending a message to the old man named Li not to worry him, he was already ready for a fight.
Unexpectedly, before he took action, the two elders of the Ghost Talisman Sect were already fighting.
What surprised Qin Fengming was that the Ghost Talisman monk wrapped in mist in front of him was so powerful that he killed a fellow ghost king in front of him with just one blow.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire such rapid movement when he saw it.
When Xuanwei Shangqing Jue had not reached the intermediate stage of transforming into an infant, its speed was absolutely incomparable to that of the old man surnamed Bai in front of him at this time.
Facing such an opponent, Qin Fengming did not dare to be careless at this time.
