The fifth volume broke out of the cocoon, and Chapter 855 was completely annihilated

At this time, the old man surnamed Wang had a trace of vigilance in his heart, but under his mind, a name flashed out: the young master of Manghuang Mountain.

A monk can sacrifice hundreds of fire charms without blinking, and those fire charms are all special talismans, but a monk with such strength is except for the young master of Manghuang Mountain who the Demon God Sect is looking for, but it is really difficult for him to think of anyone else who is worth this money.

But looking at the young monk in front of him, the monk surnamed Wang was shaken again, it was rumored that the young master of Manghuang Mountain only had the cultivation of the peak of foundation building, and he was only seventy or eighty years old.

But the person in front of him is already in the early stage of Chengdan. As an old man surnamed Wang, who is at the peak of Chengdan's peak cultivation, he knows that even those genius monks who defy the heavens want to advance to the Chengdan realm at the age of seventy or eighty, which is as rare as a rarity.

Just when the old man surnamed Wang was thinking in his heart, Qin Fengming was no longer delaying, but Qin Fengming was a little jealous of the four Black Evil Island monks who were standing still.

If those four monks woke up and gathered the strength of five to deal with him, it would be difficult for him to calmly face the enemy at that time.

With a wave of his hands, five hundred more fire charms flew out of his hands, shaking his head and tail, and rushing towards the Black Demon Island monk in front of him.

Qin Fengming himself, in the midst of many fires, also moved forward quickly.

Suddenly seeing so many reckless people rushing towards him again, the old man surnamed Wang suddenly changed color, if when he won completely, he would not be afraid of many times the recklessness.

But at this time, he had a feeling that it was difficult to deal with. At this time, there was not much mana left in his body. Even with the kind of secret technique just now, it would be difficult for him to perform it a few more times. In the face of hundreds of powerful and extraordinary fire, he became a peak monk, and he actually had the feeling that he didn't know how to deal with it.

As a last resort, the old man surnamed Wang opened his mouth, and a huge black blade appeared in front of him, and in a flash, he slashed towards the huge stream of fire. At the same time, as soon as he raised his hand, a half-circular shield appeared in front of him.

He actually planned to use his natal magic weapon and a defensive treasure to block Qin Fengming's five hundred reckless attacks.

The black blade that was more than ten zhang huge carried amazing energy fluctuations, and in a flash, it slashed into a group of fire mangs that were ten zhang thick, and was instantly surrounded by hundreds of fire mangs.

In the face of hundreds of many recklessness, if it was the old man surnamed Wang in normal times, he would not spend much effort to eliminate it. But at this time, the old man surnamed Wang already felt that he had run out of oil.

Although the power of his natal magic weapon was still strong, he felt that he was already weak. It's hard to push with all your might.

At this sight, he couldn't help but be shocked. Although the Demon Demon Trick is extremely powerful, after each cast, it must rest for more than a month before it can be recovered.

At this time, in the face of a Cheng Dan monk, he had already become more than capable and insufficient.

The monk surnamed Wang is also a decisive person, as soon as he sensed this, he was frightened in his heart, mobilized the little mana left in his body, tried his best to urge the natal magic weapon, and began to struggle to break free from the reckless encirclement.

Then he turned around and wanted to run away into the distance.

At this time, he knew in his heart that if he persevered, even himself, he might be in danger of falling here. For the life and death of other fellow disciples, he is already powerless.

Although the old man surnamed Wang thought very well, it backfired.

Just when his body turned around and wanted to escape, he suddenly saw the fire in the crowd, but suddenly there was a powerful aura that made him want to worship when he saw it.

This aura was so powerful, but he had seen it in his fellow elders. As the powerful aura was revealed, a huge energy fluctuation that made the old man surnamed Wang tremble also flashed out. In a flash, it flew towards him.

At this time, the old man surnamed Wang wanted to dodge again, but it was already difficult to dodge.

But he is also a person who is extremely rich in fighting, and with a movement of his divine thoughts, the natal magic weapon that has just broken free from the siege of Huo Mang quickly blocks in front of him. At the same time, the little mana in his body was like a river collapsing, trying his best to inject it into the shield in front of him.

"Boom, boom"

With two loud roars, the old man surnamed Wang only felt that his two magic weapons could not stop the huge energy fluctuations in the slightest, and they were shattered by a single blow.

"Ah~~" With the shattering of the natal magic weapon that was closely connected with his heart, the old man surnamed Wang screamed, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth.

Before he could make any more moves, a yellow ray shot into his body. The old man surnamed Wang didn't even scream, and the dead body lay down in the volcanic ash.

Qin Fengming made a move this time, but it was like a thunderbolt. He first used five or six hundred fires to disturb the other party, and then he used Xuantian micro-steps, forcibly endured the huge spatial pressure, and quickly approached the forty or fifty zhang of the old man surnamed Wang.

Then he even sacrificed an extremely cherished mountain-breaking talisman and killed the old man surnamed Wang on the spot in one fell swoop.

Looking at the monks of the Black Evil Island who were lying on the ground, Qin Fengming did not stay for a moment, and in a flash, he ran towards the four monks who were still standing in the distance.

Standing in front of the four of them, Qin Fengming couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

At this time, the four of them had returned to their ordinary appearance, but their eyes were dull, their faces were distorted, and they seemed to have some unbearable pain in their bodies and were self-reliant.

Although the four of them did not show the slightest attack power at this time, Qin Fengming's body still swayed, and a forbidden spell was inserted into each person's body. imprison all the spiritual power in his body.

Qin Fengming, who had done this, did not delay, and with a wave of his hand, the Chengdan stage puppet appeared, and then a black light flashed, and the tall refining corpse also appeared on the spot.

Under the urging of divine thoughts, the puppet and the refining corpse respectively picked up two Black Demon Island monks, followed behind Qin Fengming, stopped at the scene of several corpses, and then ran towards the place where the spirit fruit was.

At this time, the bodies of the three Black Evil Island monks and the two Qingying Sect monks had already turned into ashes, and with the cover of volcanic ash, they disappeared in less than a cup of tea. Even the entire arena of the battle was covered by volcanic ash, leaving no traces.

If a monk had passed by at this time, it would have been difficult to know, but not long ago, there had been a great battle here.

At this time, Qin Fengming was already standing in the magic circle he had arranged. With a slight sound of Weng's chirp, a magic circle covering an area of dozens of zhang flashed out, and in a flash, it blended into the surrounding scenery, and it was difficult to see how this place was different from other places.