"Hmph, just a foundation building monk, even if there is a powerful talisman, under Huang's vigilance, can it still be against the sky?"

The gloomy old man surnamed Huang didn't take the words of the monk surnamed Lin to heart, he snorted lightly, his figure did not stop, and he still approached Qin Fengming.

When the old man surnamed Liu saw this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he did not say anything to stop it.

In the face of the nine late-stage Chengdan monks, if it was an ordinary foundation building peak monk, he might already be weak at this time, and it would be difficult for him to hold himself. Just the powerful divine coercion of the nine late-stage Chengdan monks could make the Zhuji monks completely surrender, and it would be difficult to raise the slightest resistance.

Although Qin Fengming was extremely frightened at this time, his face was bloodless. But he was not less afraid of the persecution of so many Cheng Dan monks.

With Qin Fengming's divine thoughts at this time, even compared to a late stage Cheng Dan monk, it was already on par. If you only use divine thoughts, Qin Fengming and the nine people in front of him are basically at the same level.

Seeing an old man with a gloomy face approaching, Qin Fengming was even more frightened, and his legs shook by themselves. It seems like he could collapse to the ground at any moment.

"Before... Former...... Seniors and slow, late... Late... The younger generation has something to say. ”

"Hmph, what words do you have, when the old man captures you, it's not too late for you to say more. ”

Hearing Qin Fengming's words that were close to pleading, the old man surnamed Huang had an indifferent expression, and his figure did not stop at all, still approaching Qin Fengming.

Although the words of this old man surnamed Huang were extremely disdainful, in his heart, he was very cautious, and the fact that the two monks of the same rank in the Snow Mountain could respect the young monk in front of him so much showed that he must have some means.

The old man surnamed Huang was already less than a hundred zhang away from Qin Fengming, although his body did not move fast, but it didn't take long for him to be less than fifty zhang away from Qin Fengming.

Above this distance, it is the best distance for the monks to fight. But for Brother Cheng Dan, it seems too close.

A foundation-building monk drives a spiritual weapon, and it can only be transformed into a giant of five or six zhang. However, the magic weapon of Monk Cheng Dan, under the injection of his huge spiritual power, can be transformed into a giant of more than ten zhang.

If two magic weapons collide in the air, its huge energy impact will make it difficult for the monks standing at thirty or forty zhang to stabilize their figures. Therefore, the battle between the monks of Chengdan needs to be at least seventy or eighty zhang away.

At this time, the old man surnamed Huang did not regard the young monk in front of him as an opponent of the same rank.

Although the other party may be the young master of Manghuang Mountain, and he may have a powerful high-level talisman. But with the confidence of the peak monk of Cheng Dan, he still didn't look at Qin Fengming in his eyes.

At this time, Qin Fengming also knew that this matter was already difficult to get right, and the other party had no intention of letting him go. But if he wants to fight the other party head-on here, Qin Fengming can't afford to have the slightest thought even if he has ten more dares.

Seeing the old man surnamed Huang on the opposite side approaching step by step, Qin Fengming's mind turned rapidly. to find a glimmer of chance of survival.

As the other party approached, Qin Fengming bit his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, he sacrificed a spear top-level spiritual weapon.

In a flash, the fiery red spear several feet long spread out in the air, wrapped in red light, and shot towards the old man surnamed Huang.

"Haha, it's really a foundation building monk, thinking that just a top-level spiritual weapon can stop the old man?"

The old man surnamed Huang saw that the young monk opposite him sacrificed a top-level spiritual weapon, his face did not have the slightest color, haha smiled, raised his hand, a black light flashed, and a black sword qi shot out from his hand.

"Bang". Qin Fengming's seemingly powerful red fire top-level spirit weapon was broken by a single blow. With a flicker of red light, the red glow vanished, and the two remnants of the spear fell into the scorching lava below.

Seeing the aura that the other party shot out casually, he destroyed one of his top-level spiritual weapons, Qin Fengming's face suddenly became bloodless, and in a hurry, he waved out dozens of talismans.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~~"

A series of sounds of breaking the sky immediately sounded, and he flew straight towards the old man who was approaching in front of him.

"Haha, the top-level spirit weapon just now was destroyed by the old man, just an ice needle talisman, can it be of any use? Hey, the power of this ice needle is not small, each ice needle is not much weaker than the full force of a top-level spirit weapon, but this is a bit interesting. Dozens of ice needles suddenly appeared before the old man surnamed Huang met, and he didn't care about it at first, but when he felt the huge spiritual power fluctuations released from the ice needles, the old man surnamed Huang couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Although the old man was slightly surprised by the power released by the ice needle, he still had the slightest movement. The dozens of ice needles that flew from the staring eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Bang~Bang~~"

A series of explosions sounded, and dozens of ice needles struck the body protection aura in front of the old man surnamed Huang.

It seemed that dozens of ice needles with great power were as if they had suddenly encountered a raging fire, and in the crackling sound, they all dissipated in front of the old man's protective aura.

"Hehe, junior, what high-level talisman do you have, hurry up and use it, otherwise you will be captured by the old man in a while, and it will be too late to regret it. The figure of the old man surnamed Huang was already standing at this time and no longer moving forward.

Although he didn't know what high-level talismans the young man on the other side had in his hands, he was extremely experienced in fighting, and he knew that at a distance of forty zhang, he was sure to dodge the high-level talismans that the opponent shot out.

Seeing this situation, Qin Fengming trembled even more with fear. Facing a Chengdan peak monk, Qin Fengming knew that even if he sacrificed the magic weapon, it would be useless.

The Zhuji monk drove the magic weapon to attack a Chengdan monk, even if the opponent stood still, he didn't want to use the magic weapon to break the opponent's protective aura.

At this time, Qin Fengming's face was hideous, as if he was struggling. His hands kept waving, and a large number of talismans flew out of his hands. Transform into a large number of fire bullets, wind blades, and ice needles. flocked towards the old man surnamed Huang.

Watching the old man surnamed Huang fighting with the young man opposite, the old ancestor surnamed Liu did not move anyone, all with a smile on their faces, as if they were watching a play.

But at this time, the old man surnamed Lin moved his eyes, glanced at the old man surnamed Tang who was turning his head to look at him, and the two of them comprehended, their bodies moved, and they slowly approached the past.

With Qin Fengming's move, in a matter of moments, three or four hundred talismans were thrown out by him.

Although he was fighting with the old man surnamed Huang in front of him, Qin Fengming's divine sense was always paying attention to the rest of the people. Suddenly seeing the figures of the two Cheng Dan monks in the Snowy Mountain move, Qin Fengming was shocked in his heart, knowing that the two of them were already suspicious.

Qin Fengming knew that if he didn't do anything, it would be difficult to have the slightest possibility of leaving this place.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming's hands suddenly swung out rapidly, and suddenly, hundreds of fire recklessness appeared in front of him, and in a flash, they shot forward.