After Li Qingfeng failed ten times, on the eleventh time, he finally used the spiritual power in his mind to form a black spiritual vortex above his fist.

As soon as the black spirit vortex appeared, it was tearing the space, although it was only a sonic attack, but the power contained in it was to destroy the heavens and the earth, and Li Qingfeng himself was shocked.

He had no doubt that as long as his punch was punched, it would definitely be a sea shatter.

"Vortex Spirit Fist!" Li Qingfeng waved the fist in his hand and swung it hard in front of him, forming a huge sonic hell fist.

Above the sonic hell fist, there were cold tadpole-shaped runes, and the tadpole-shaped runes were like evil ghosts coming out of hell, very powerful, and they rushed towards the heavenly ghost tree in front of them.

The Heavenly Ghost Tree also seemed to feel the power of the Vortex Spirit Fist, and it instinctively sensed that there was danger, and hurriedly waved its branches, forming a ghost eye, trying to block it.

However, the Vortex Spirit Fist was too powerful, and as soon as it appeared, it destroyed all the branches and leaves that were built by the spiritual power, and smashed it towards the front with a devastating momentum.

Click, click, click......

The leaves, branches, trunks, and roots of the Heavenly Ghost Tree all exploded, turning into countless black spiritual fragments and dissipating into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the incomparably powerful Heavenly Ghost Tree just now was wiped out, turning into a spirit body and dissipating above the altar.

Seeing this scene, a touch of joy appeared on Li Qingfeng's face, and he secretly thought to himself: The Vortex Spirit Fist is so powerful, it is worthy of being the eighth fist of the Prison Suppression Fist, it is simply invincible.

Suddenly, Li Qingfeng's face changed, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, because he found that when the three-eyed ghost saint in front of him was refining the ancient remnant soul, only the last one remained, and the remaining twelve ancient saint remnant souls had all been refined by him.

Li Qingfeng clearly felt that the three-eyed ghost saint emanated a vigorous aura energy, and that energy illuminated the entire heaven and earth, enveloping the entire space, and trembling in the entire space.

Li Qingfeng was shocked in his heart, and said in a low voice: You can't let him refine the remnant soul of the last ancient saint, otherwise, he will definitely be able to break through to the top-grade ghost saint, and then it will be dangerous.

Li Qingfeng's body moved, turned into a whirlwind, and instantly rushed towards the black altar.

At this time, without the obstruction of the Heavenly Ghost Tree, Li Qingfeng could be said to be like a bamboo, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint, and then suddenly waved the Prison Suppression Fist in his hand, forming a huge spiritual vortex.

The spiritual vortex tore through everything, like a spiritual black hole in the universe, devouring everything and smashing into the remnant soul of the saint in the sky.

Bang!

I only heard a loud bang, and the remnant soul of the saint was smashed into the body by Li Qingfeng's whirlpool spirit fist, letting out a miserable scream, turning into countless spiritual fragments and disappearing into heaven and earth.

Li Qingfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice: It's so dangerous, fortunately, I destroyed the remnant soul of this ancient saint at a critical moment.

"Human, you damn it, actually killed my food. The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint opened his eyes and looked at Li Qingfeng with a murderous expression, his eyes full of cold light.

At this moment, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint can be described as furious, as if there is a volcano in his heart that wants to erupt, full of anger and hatred.

Just now, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was at the critical moment of breaking through the top-grade Ghost Saint, so he had not fought with Li Qingfeng, but he didn't expect Li Qingfeng to be so powerful, not only killing the Heavenly Ghost Tree, but also killing the remnant soul of the ancient saint who had locked him with chains.

The current Three-Eyed Ghost Saint is a little bit closer to breaking through to the top-grade Ghost Saint, but there is one less remnant soul of an ancient saint, and he is now just a middle-grade ghost saint.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at Li Qingfeng, his eyes were full of hatred, and said: You damn thing, you actually killed my food, very good, you happen to be a low-grade saint, I will kill you today, refine your spiritual power, and then let me break through to the top-grade ghost saint.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, and said with a disdainful face: If you broke through to the top-grade ghost saint just now, I might still be afraid of you, but now you are just a middle-grade ghost saint, what are you afraid of, if you have the ability, kill me.

Rise!

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint stood up, exuding a fierce aura all over his body, and there were streams of black mist behind him.

The black mist was made up of ghosts, full of the cold power of the soul.

The three-eyed ghost saint finger stretched out, and suddenly shot out a spiritual light, and the black spiritual light penetrated the air and shot fiercely at Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng didn't care, and punched out a spiritual fist, tearing the space, directly shattering the black spiritual light.

"You actually learned the Eighth Fist Vortex Spirit Fist?" The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint looked at Li Qingfeng in front of him, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint is the master of the Three-Eyed Ghost Dao Forbidden Land, and naturally knows the existence of hell, especially the Prison Suppression Immortal in the ancient universe era, his Prison Suppression Fist is extremely powerful, and once suppressed the entire hell in the deepest part of the earth with one punch, and it cannot appear.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly and said: You know now, you are not my opponent at all.

Li Qingfeng continued to wave the fist in his hand, forming a spiritual vortex, and that spiritual vortex rushed forward with a powerful tearing force, shattering the black mist, and in a short time, all the black mist in front of him was smashed into pieces.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint didn't dare to be careless, and at this moment he also knew that Li Qingfeng was not simple.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint suddenly swung his fist, forming a huge sonic ghost fist, which collided with Li Qingfeng's Prison Suppression Fist, making a huge sonic noise.

The next moment, a void crack appeared around him, and the bodies of Li Qingfeng and the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint both took a step back, and the crack gradually disappeared.

Li Qingfeng and the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint both looked at each other solemnly, because they could clearly feel the strength of each other's spiritual power, which was definitely not to be underestimated.

The Three-Eyed Ghost Saint said coldly: I didn't expect you to be so strong in spirit at such a young age, I underestimated you, so I'll let you see how powerful my Ghost Saint Gong is.

The right hand of the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint grabbed at the void, and in an instant, he grabbed a black gong.

The black gong was round, half a meter in size, and there were thousands of ghost runes carved on it, and the runes looked like they came from the eyes of hell.

This ghost magic weapon is called the Ghost Holy Gong, and it has a great reputation in the entire cultivation world, and there have been many saint-level cultivators whose spiritual power has been devoured and eaten by it, extremely powerful and evil, and countless cultivators have been killed by it.