Chapter 2667: Fog

"Feng Ming. [s: This website has a new URL, shorthand method:, xsw]. For more latest chapters, visit: щw. Leave that place quickly. That aggregation monk will never die so easily."

Looking at the young monk who appeared. Ke Xingxin and the two were shocked. There is no more to add. They don't know why the young man has the courage to rely on his cultivation in the later stage of Huaying. He dared to face an aggregation monk directly.

But the two of them always struggled. A man of great knowledge. Without waiting for Zhuang Daoqin to speak. Ke Xingxin was already calling Qin Fengming urgently.

The two sides began to fight. It's just a few breaths. Within such a short period of time. More is faster. A gathering monk just fell in front of him. Even if Ke Xingxin and Zhuang Daoqin were beaten to death, they would not believe it.

Watching it fall down the mountain forest. There was a mass of blood in front of him. Venerable Poison Saint was still lying on the ground. Qin Fengming's face was extremely gloomy.

Although the shadow of the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique fist actually hit the Venerable Poison Saint. But he felt like he was hit on a bag of cotton. Although he saw the aggregation monk spit out a mouthful of blood when he hit it. But he couldn't believe it. A top monk among the low-level interface. The first update will be killed by myself so easily.

Hear Ke Xingxin shouting. Qin Fengming was suddenly alert. With a movement of body. Then he shot backwards.

An afterimage flashed. He had already stopped in front of the huge ball magic weapon. Under the rapid surge of majestic magic power in the body. A jet-black mist enveloped the huge ball in it.

Instantaneous time. The huge ball shrunk rapidly. Just in the blink of an eye. It turned into a black thorn ball in a baby's fist. The purple needle tip wraps around it. It seems extremely annoying.

This turned out to be an extremely rare purple quinoa ball magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon is extremely rare in the world of immortality. Refining is extremely difficult. Because of the sharp needles on the purple quinoa balls. Can be 'stimulated' individually. It is extremely sharp for breaking the monk's five-element energy shield.

Regardless of whether the Venerable Poison Saint died or not. But such a powerful treasure fell into his hands. Qin Fengming was already filled with joy.

The figure swayed. Qin Fengming stopped next to his master.

"Okay. Very good. Unexpectedly. In just a hundred years, you have grown to such a state. Facing an aggregation monk, you dare to confront him alone. If your other masters know about it, I don't know how happy you will be. I am Manghuang Mountain. It seems that it is really going to be revived."

Looking at the young monk in front of him. The joyful expression on Zhuang Daoqin's face showed.

Yi Zhuangdao is diligent in his knowledge. There can be no knowing. My disciple must have practiced extremely advanced body training techniques. And it also has its own secret technique to resist poison. More importantly. In front of the young man. It was said that he had fought with the aggregation monks.

Otherwise, he is a late-stage infant-transformation monk. No matter how strong his confidence is. He would never dare to approach an aggregation cultivator alone like this. Perform a sneak attack.

It was Ke Xingxin ten feet away. There was also a look of envy flashing in his eyes. As a supreme elder of Tianxuan Sect. Ke Xingxin’s insights. It's not bad. In front of the young man. Absolutely an extraordinary experience. Otherwise, there would be such a weird movement to dare to face an aggregation monk alone.

"Master. We haven't seen each other for decades. This disciple has been thinking about Master very much. Now that I see you, I feel relieved." He looked at the monk who had slightly gray hair on his temples. Qin Fengming's eyes also flashed with tears.

Back when I was at Yang Yan's Gate. Zhuang Daoqin once gave the Puppet Jue to each other. And repeatedly said that he would enter the ghost world. Do something dangerous. The words spoken. There is a lot of intention to arrange the funeral. This has always made Qin Fengming uneasy.

Although being in the ghost world is still not stable. But I saw Master safe. He finally felt relieved.

"Okay, junior. You actually injured me. This is the first time in my 1,400 years of cultivating immortality that I have suffered such an injury. If you had just stepped forward and delivered the blow just now, I would not have really died here. . But after such a buffer, I have recovered. Next, junior, just wait to 'draw' the soul to refine the soul."

Qin Fengming was talking to his master. A sound of gnashing teeth suddenly sounded from the distant mountains and forests. There was a flash of red light. Venerable Poison Saint reappeared in the air.

Venerable Poison Saint at this time. There was still dark red blood on the corner of his mouth. On the originally rosy face. Already looking slightly pale at this time.

Suddenly seeing the person in front of me look like this. Qin Fengming suddenly felt regretful.

Just now. Venerable Poison Saint was indeed injured by himself. If you take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Maybe we can actually kill it on the spot. But at this time. The great opportunity has been lost.

Venerable Poison Saint just appeared. The first update, he suddenly waved his hands rapidly. With his hands waving. Only a sound of breaking through the air was heard suddenly. A series of red horses flashed out. At the same time, the vitality of the surrounding world was even more intense. They swarmed towards the horse training.

Qin Fengming and the other two fell in love at first sight. Naturally, he became more vigilant. They all offered their own magic weapons. Guards were around him. The hateful blow delivered by the aggregation monk. There is no need for the three of them to think about the power.

But what shocked the three of them was. The poisonous saint sacrificed hundreds of red horses. The first update is not coming towards them. Instead, they shot towards the area around the three people. Some even disappeared into the jungle in the distance.

"Ah. Not good. This old man is setting up some powerful magic circle." Qin Fengming was quick to see the opportunity. Hajime saw the other party act like this. Warning signs arose in my heart. A shout came out immediately.

There is no need for Qin Fengming to remind him. The two great monks have naturally figured it out.

Now that you know the other party's conspiracy. Of course, Qin Fengming would not let the other party perform the spell calmly. He waved his hands rapidly. Suddenly dozens of colorful sword lights shot out. He hurriedly followed the red horse that shot away.

Zhuang Daoqin and Ke Xingxin seemed to move faster than Qin Fengming. The two waved their hands. A series of sword lights shot out. He attacked and slashed towards the red horse.

"Hmph. Three juniors. Now you can have a taste of the power of my poisonous mist."

A cold snort sounded. Suddenly there was a place several miles away. The dull sound of the explosion was like exploding beans. It started ringing one after another. Even Qin Fengming's Qing Yan sword slash hit those red horses. There was also a muffled sound.

With a muffled sound. I saw only those exploding red horses. Suddenly a thick red mist surged up. It spread out in all directions extremely quickly.

Just a breath or two. There is a radius of several miles around the three of them. It was completely shrouded in red mist.

"Ah. This is the mist. It also contains poison. You two fellow Taoists, please be careful."

I saw the diffuse red mist. Ke Xing's face suddenly changed. The color in his eyes became sharp. He immediately reminded him. While talking. His hands were already shaking. A simple shield appeared in front of him. At the same time, there was a flash between the eyebrows. A long sword with a green and cold light appeared in his hand.

Zhuang Daoqin moved his hand. An adult-like figure appeared beside him. The figure's body shook. Zhuang Daoqin was protected by a bright three-color wall.

"Feng Ming. Come to my master quickly. With this puppet as a guard, it can withstand a few attacks from that old man."

The two were not far apart. Before the red mist hit him. Communication is smooth.

Look at standing far away. His figure remained motionless. But Venerable Poison Saint showed a ferocious smile. Qin Fengming shook his head. Didn't listen to Master's words. But the lips moved slightly. The sound actually started to spread.

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