Chapter 1651: Plot

Style: Historical Author: FalseWords: 2193Update Time: 24/01/18 17:21:00
This time Guifu Menfang City and his party suffered the largest loss in Qin Fengming's history. Dear, search quickly and read a lot of novels for free. Not only did it not gain much benefit, but it actually suffered a huge loss. Regardless of the loss of 10 or 20 precious talismans, he also gave the other party a piece of extremely hard-to-obtain level 8 turtle armor in vain.

It was hard for Qin Fengming to swallow such a bad breath.

Sitting in the cave, Qin Fengming couldn't help but think.

The monk surnamed Bai from the Ghost Talisman Sect that he met this time was really quite capable. Not only did he have an extremely rare talisman formation, but he also had a black arrow talisman that was comparable to his own thunder talisman.

With Qin Fengming's experience, he knew that the black arrow talisman flashing powerful power was definitely a high-level high-level talisman. And this kind of talisman might be unique to the ghost talisman sect’s middle-stage ghost king or above monks.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Tasting Immortal Talisman Array is the treasure of the Ghost Talisman Sect. Even if it exists, there may only be one or two left. Even the method of refining may have long since ceased to exist.

But the Ghost Talisman Sect, which has stood in the ghost world for hundreds of thousands of years, certainly does not only have the talisman array. There must be several extremely powerful talismans within its sect.

Qin Fengming was thinking in his heart, his expression couldn't help but soften, and he slowly showed a hint of a sinister smile.

With Qin Fengming's usual personality, he would not take the initiative to provoke others, but when provoked by others, he would not swallow his anger. If the other party is really strong and not someone he can shake, he may still give in a little bit, but this time he suffered such a big loss at the hands of a ghost monk who has the same level of cultivation as him, and it is really difficult for him to swallow it. This is breathtaking.

Three days later, the calm mountain forest swayed, the energy fluctuations subsided, and a ray of light shot out. The brilliance flashed and then disappeared.

While Qin Fengming was retreating in a secret place, in a secret underground cave hundreds of thousands of miles away in a sect with extremely strong defenses, two monks were talking.

"What? Bai Biao, are you saying that you once met a monk in the human world who had tens of thousands of silver sheath insects on his body?" An old man with a black beard who seemed to be only in his fifties was sitting on a stone chair. On the top, his face was slightly shocked, his eyes flashed, and he looked at a skinny old man standing bowed in front of him and said.

"Ancestor, what the disciple said is true. Just yesterday, the disciple encountered a monk from the human world near our Zongfang City. Just when the disciple trapped him with a nine-skull and white bone shield, the disciple actually released five There are as many as 60,000 white beetles, each one the size of an adult's fist.

The disciple recognized it at a glance, it was exactly the same kind of spiritual insect that the ancestor had. However, although the size of the silver sheath insect released by his sacrifice was slightly inferior to that of his ancestor, the aura revealed by his body was also extremely powerful. It seems to be no worse than the ancestor spirit insect.

Facing so many spiritual insects, although the disciple still had some powerful methods, and his natal magic weapon also had more powerful attack methods that he had not yet revealed, he could only flee immediately. "

This skinny old man was the old commoner who had fought with Qin Fengming for a long time.

At this time, the old man surnamed Bai, although his face was still expressionless, his eyes and movements were extremely respectful, and he had long lost the fierce look he had when facing Qin Fengming.

From the name of ancestor in his mouth, it is not difficult to guess that the fifty-year-old man sitting on the stone chair is also the elder of Guifu Sect named Bai, a man with the peak cultivation level of Guijun. The supreme elder.

"How could this happen? I have spent hundreds of years and countless Yin Stones purchasing precious spiritual herbs, so that these tens of thousands of Silver Sheath Insects can advance to this level. Listen to what you are saying. , there are tens of thousands of monks in the human world, and their realm is no weaker than my spiritual insect, but this requires me to ask them for advice.

Bai Biao, you immediately issue an order to me, asking the disciples of this sect and the subordinate sects of my Guifu Sect to pay careful attention to the whereabouts of this human monk and the person from the ghost world who is traveling with him. If you find anything, report it to me immediately. , now I personally go to look for that person from the human world. Hope to gain something. "

Just as a faint escaping light slowly flew away within hundreds of thousands of miles of Guifumenfang City, and when he was looking carefully for something, Qin Fengming had quietly arrived hundreds of miles away from the Guifumen Sect Protector Restriction. outside.

Facing a first-class sect that has stood in the world of immortality for hundreds of thousands of years, Qin Fengming did not dare to approach it without any scruples.

Stopping on the mountainside of a mountain, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Although he had already made up his mind to let Bing'er use his soul body to enter the Ghost Talisman Gate to explore and see if he could find any precious attack talisman scrolls. But facing a large sect with a radius of hundreds of miles, reckless collision is definitely not a safe plan.

With his spiritual consciousness released, Qin Fengming carefully scanned the surrounding area within three hundred miles.

After a moment, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

I saw an extremely weak energy fluctuation in a valley more than a hundred miles away from him. Judging from the traces of aura revealed by the fluctuations, there should be a powerful magic circle there.

Seeing this place, Qin Fengming didn't hesitate at all. He gathered his energy and became invisible, and flew towards that place.

"Boom! Boom!~~~"

Following the sound of several huge roars, a giant array covering an area of ​​thirty to forty feet suddenly appeared. However, this giant array only flashed a few times and then heard several huge roars. The sound broke into pieces.

With a flash of colorful rays of light, Qin Fengming stood dozens of feet away in front of three ghost monks who were looking frightened. Of these three monks, one is a peak ghost commander and two are early stage ghost commanders.

At this time, Qin Fengming's aura sword light waved casually, although it was slightly different from the full blow of the great monk in the late stage of Huaying, it definitely should not be underestimated. Even the Six Yang Formation was absolutely unbearable under the attack of several attacks one after another.

Although the formation in front of him is impressive, in terms of Qin Fengming's formation attainments, there is definitely a big gap between it and the Liuyang Formation. It was broken by him in one fell swoop, so there was no doubt that it existed.

"Ah, you...who are you? How dare you come to my Ghost Talisman Gate to cause trouble?"

Suddenly seeing a monk in the early stage of Ghost Lord standing in front of him, the leader of the Ghost Talisman Sect monk felt frightened. The three of them quickly jumped up and stood up one after another.

But it only took a moment for the old man to calm down his frightened mind.

He has also been cultivating immortals for three to four hundred years, and has been a member of the Ghost Talisman Sect for more than three hundred years. He has never encountered anyone robbing and killing fellow cultivators of the Ghost Talisman Sect within thousands of miles around the Ghost Talisman Sect.

Under such circumstances, the old man at the head put away his fear and asked sternly. Following his words, he moved his hands and wanted to sacrifice a light yellow talisman.

"Hmph, you dare to be so unruly in front of Qin, you are really looking for death." With a cold voice, a figure has already approached the three of them. After shaking their hands a few times, the three Ghost Talisman cultivators tilted their heads and passed out.