In the end, what the old man in the blood robe created was just an illusion.

Illusions, aimed at the soul, are dedicated to the suppression of the spirit. If you get caught up in it, the fake will become true, and in the end, life and death will be controlled by the caster. If Qin Feng was really just an ordinary little monk in the Spirit Realm, maybe he would have been controlled by the other party. But Qin Feng wasn't.

His cultivation may not be high.

But the strength he has far exceeds that of cultivation.

In the current state, he doesn't need to exchange system points for points, and the monks of the Idle Double Realm are not his opponents. What's more, the overlap of the souls of the two worlds makes his soul inherently strong, and such a spiritual attack can't hurt him in the slightest.

At this moment, Qin Feng looked at the blood-robed old man suspended in the air with a smile.

The blood-robed old man, who was originally violent, seemed to be the supreme master of this small cave, and there was an irrepressible look of horror and fear in his flickering eyes, pouring out. The old thing's expression of disbelief was extremely strong, and he screamed, "How is it possible!"

"How is that possible!"

Now, although he does not exist physically, but in the small cave heaven, if he is blessed by the small cave heaven, the spiritual attack that evolves is not said to be a double realm, even if the existence of the double realm, he may not be able to withstand it. He also thought that after obliterating Qin Feng's consciousness, he would enter Qin Feng's body, completely take this person for himself, and in the future, regain his life.

Who would have thought.

Such a teenager who has not even cultivated as a double cultivator, his soul is so stable, and in the face of his mental impact, it seems that he is fine.

And so it goes.

It's serious.

In his current state, this is the only thing he can rely on.

When this most powerful means cannot take down the other party, then there is no other means.

What's more.

Qin Feng's calm and confident appearance shocked him.

His instincts told him.

This boy can kill him.

Suddenly, the old man in the blood robe gave birth to a strong creepy feeling.

This old guy has existed for so long, and his sense of life and death is very strong, and at this moment, the old man in the blood robe screamed again, and the mighty blood-colored wave, like the blood-colored wave that was emptied, snorted, and burst out.

Layered on top of each other, the defense was like a tight fit, and the blood-robed old man was firmly protected in the middle.

Then the guy sneered: "I really didn't expect that you are a young boy who has such strength! I miscalculated! I admit it this time, but you want to kill me! With your current strength, it is far from enough!"

"Farewell!"

The voice fell.

The blood-robed old man wrapped in layers of blood waves, the body that appeared, began to blur.

He is very familiar with Xiao Dongtian.

Just let him go back where he came out.

He had absolute confidence that he would not let Qin Feng find it.

What to do next.

It is to continue to hide.

Wait for the next opportunity.

Encountering a hard stubble like Qin Feng this time does not mean that he will encounter it again next time.

'Little brute, if you want to kill me, there's no way!'

'I'm leaving, you can't stop me!'

'Quack, it's coming, it's coming!' At this moment, the blood-robed old man's eyes flashed with a strong wave.

It was as if he had really escaped from Qin Feng's hands.

It's just that at the moment when his body was about to completely blur, Qin Feng said indifferently: "Come if you want, leave if you want, what are you and me?"

"No matter how terrifying your strength was in your lifetime, you are only a small fragment of your soul after all. ”

"You want to escape from me, it's just wishful thinking!"

The voice did not fall.

The obsidian sword burst out.

Immediately following, Qin Feng's sword technique that had been refined to the extreme also took advantage of the trend.

The blade, the knife technique, and the two breaths fused, evolving the power that surpassed the power of the idle supernatural powers, and just like that, it rose into the air, and pressed heavily on the heavy blood-colored wave that wrapped the old man in the blood robe.

Even these waves of blood are also full of good defensive power.

But under this violent sword light, it was as fragile as a piece of paper.

Snorted past.

From top to bottom, blast to smithereens.

Time.

In the entire small cave sky, the blood light burst out, and the waves of qi that were rising one after another swept in all directions.

The blood-robed old man, who was originally hiding in it and was about to flee, screamed, and his half-voided body was forced out of the depths of the void by such a force.

"Bastard!"

The old man in the blood robe was full of horror and roared.

No way.

You can't beat it, you can't run away.

The old man in the blood robe was shocked and frightened, and all his previous thoughts were completely gone.

At this moment, he was humble like an ant, looking at the sword that seemed to be a black horse, shattering the defense, and the sword light that had been pressed in front of him was screaming: "Do you know who the old man is!"

"Bastard thing, you're too presumptuous!"

"If you go back hundreds of years, a junior like you, the old man can crush me to death with one finger!"

"I don't know what to do!"

In a hurry.

The old man in the blood robe moved out of his identity again.

I want to use this to scare Qin Feng away.

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent and unmoved.

The so-called identity is useless to him at all.

Maybe this old thing was strong in his life, and the forces he controlled were also dominant.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Hundreds of years have passed.

Everything in the past has long since become a cloud of smoke and no longer exists.

In the past few hundred years, the spiritual breath of heaven and earth has been cut off, except for some existences with very strong inheritances, all other kinds have long dissipated in the long river of history.

Besides.

The old man in the blood robe only had such an empty little cave heaven left, and he could see his current situation.

When this is the time!

The furious sword light that Qin Feng evolved continued to crush.

The shining sword light was unstoppable and unstoppable, and it was already pressed in front of the blood-robed old man as a whole.

Time.

The last bit of luck of the blood-robed old man completely collapsed, and his huge body was already pressed to the ground by Qin Feng's flying sword light.

Just one step closer.

The old man in the blood robe had no other possibility than to die.

At this moment, the old man in the blood robe wailed: "Don't kill me!"

"Please, don't kill me!"

"As long as you don't kill me, whatever you want, I can give it to you!"

On the line between life and death, there is no room for the old man in the blood robe not to give in.

Hear here.

The sword light that was about to sweep down and tear the blood-robed old man to pieces suddenly stopped, and just like that, it hung above the blood-robed old man's head.

The old man in the blood robe took a sneak look, and the horror was not only not dispersed, but even more intense.

No way.

Such a powerful sword light, once it falls.

His life still can't be saved.

What's more.

This sense of coercion made him very uncomfortable.

Of course.

In this case, the old man in the blood robe, in the depths of his eyes, there was a different kind of vitality, which emerged.

Qin Feng didn't slash him with a single sword.

In his opinion, this is his chance.

As long as you can survive, you can't care about anything else.

Immediately after, the blood-robed old man retracted his gaze, looked at Qin Feng tremblingly, and said, "Don't hide it, the old man is the sect master of the Tiannan Ghoul Sect hundreds of years ago!"

"The old man's ghoul sect—"

The old man in the blood robe habitually narrowed his eyes, about to fall into a memory.

Qin Feng was not interested in listening to his nonsense, and said coldly: "No matter how strong the Ghoul Sect is, and today, there is still a trace of it?"

As he spoke, the sword light suspended in mid-air was suppressed for a few more minutes.

The pressure on the blood-robed old man increased again.

The horror in the eyes of this old thing became vigorous again, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, the old man knows!"

Qin Feng said: "Let's talk about the point." ”

The old man in the blood robe said: "Okay, I won't hide it from you, I have a set of core inheritance of my Ghoul Sect here!"

"This inheritance, called the Ghoul Technique, is the supreme secret method of refining zombies and refining ghosts! If tempered properly, zombies can be pushed to the five-fold golden corpse, and the same is true for ghosts! More importantly, the ghouls cultivated by the Ghoul Technique are fierce and fierce, and the monks of the same realm, whether they are Terran monks, demon cultivators, or other schools, are not the opponents of the ghouls tempered by this sect!"

Speaking of this, the old man in the blood robe secretly glanced at Qin Feng again.

Seeing that the young man still looked unmoved.

The heart of the old man in the blood robe couldn't help but move slightly.

Wouldn't anyone else be ecstatic to hear such news?

But this person is still like this.

For a while, the old man in the blood robe was a little uncertain.

To know.

Although he has stayed in this small cave for hundreds of years, he still knows the outside world very well.

He knew exactly what was going on today.

Don't say that the monks of the fourth or fifth realm have disappeared, even if it is the existence of the second or third realm, it is very rare.

To know.

In their time, what were the second and third cultivators?

But now, such existences are very rare, and it is conceivable to what extent the inheritance that supports the breakthrough of the monks has withered.

And now, the old man in the blood robe took the initiative to throw it, and he has this inheritance on his body.

He thought that Qin Feng would fall into it, but he didn't expect that this person would be unmoved.

'Why is this guy?Could it be that he has a more powerful inheritance on his body?' That's why he didn't take what I said to heart?' Thinking of this, the old man in the blood robe also had a fluctuation in his heart. As an existence like him, if he could get a stronger inheritance, how could he be calm.

However, this old thing was afraid that Qin Feng would see the clues, and he forcibly suppressed such thoughts.

'Leave this alone now!'

'All I need to do now is live!'

"Just carry it, and in the future, come and settle accounts with this kid slowly!"

Thinking of this, the old man in the blood robe began to speak again: "Of course, it is useless to have an inheritance alone! The most powerful heavy weapon of this sect is here with me!" As he spoke, the sleeves of the old thing's coat shook, and the blood coffin that had just disappeared reappeared.