Li Qingfeng waved his hand, stopped the two demon beasts, and said: Don't argue, I'll kill this three-eyed ghost saint's subordinates first.

Li Qingfeng turned the perspective eye of his right eye and shot out a golden light, and instantly saw the ghost saint who spoke just now.

Li Qingfeng saw it very clearly, this ghost saint was a low-grade ghost saint, and his strength was not too high, so he was not a threat to Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng threw a punch suddenly, bursting the air, only to see that all the black mist ghosts around him were beaten, and they hit the location of the lower grade ghost saint fiercely.

The lower-grade ghost saint frowned, and from Li Qingfeng's fist, he felt a terrifying power, which was not weaker than his master, the three-eyed ghost saint.

The lower grade ghost saint waved his palm, condensing into a huge black vortex in front of him, and the black vortex was all composed of powerful ghosts and ghosts, wanting to block Li Qingfeng's fist.

It's a pity that as soon as he made contact with Li Qingfeng's fist, it turned into countless fragments with a bang and disappeared.

Then Li Qingfeng's fist was indomitable, and with invincible strength, it hit the body of the inferior ghost saint fiercely, and passed through from above his chest.

The attack and defense of the inferior ghost saint had no effect on Li Qingfeng, and Li Qingfeng's fist naturally had a suppressive effect on him.

The inferior ghost saint looked at Li Qingfeng with a frightened face, and said in horror: Suppression Prison Fist, how is it possible, how can you learn this kind of existence of suppressing hell?

The inferior ghost saint is condensed by the fierce ghosts and unjust souls of hell, and he cultivates to become a ghost saint, and what he is most afraid of is the prison suppression fist in addition to the thunder and lightning flames.

Because legend has it that the Prison Suppression Fist was cultivated by a Prison Suppression Immortal, who once used his fists to suppress the entire hell deep underground.

Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, and said with a disdainful face: You ghosts really don't know how to live or die, and you dare to run rampant in front of me, I have a cultivation of Prison Suppression Fist, and I was born to suppress you, so I will die today.

Li Qingfeng once again waved the Hell Suppression Fist in his hand, and the runes of hell flashed on it, and the runes of hell spread like tadpoles, forming a black light, shrouding the entire abyss.

All the black mist ghosts and the low-grade ghost saints below, after coming into contact with these hell runes, were all trembling, crawling there like rats seeing cats.

Li Qingfeng punched out the seventh punch of the Prison Suppression Fist, and a crack was directly smashed into the sky, and everywhere he passed, all the darkness was split, and even the body of the inferior ghost saint was split in half.

He was formed by the condensation of the soul body, and the next moment it began to condense again.

The lower grade ghost saint laughed and said: Although you have cultivated the Prison Suppression Fist, but you haven't learned all the boxing techniques, you still can't kill me, I am a lower grade ghost saint.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly and said sarcastically: Yes, then I will burn you to death with flames.

Li Qingfeng directly activated the golden flame in his body, forming a wisp of golden flame on the tips of his right index finger and middle finger.

The golden flame had a terrifying high temperature, a full fifteen thousand degrees, as soon as it appeared, the surrounding black mist ghosts were burned, and the rest of the ghosts were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Li Qingfeng casually pointed his right index finger in front of him, and the golden-colored flames rushed out, heading straight in the direction of the lower ghost saint.

The inferior ghost saint screamed in fright, because he could clearly feel the power of the golden flame, which was much stronger than the flame that Li Qingfeng used just now.

The inferior ghost saint wanted to turn around and run away, but the speed of the golden flame was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of him, swished, shot above his chest, and then spread along his body and burned around.

Ahh......h

The inferior ghost saint let out a terrible scream, and the cry resounded throughout the abyss, and in a short time, his entire body was burned into ashes by the golden flames, leaving nothing behind.

The treasure hunting mouse next to him looked at Li Qingfeng with a frightened expression, his eyes were full of horror, it was also a soul body, and what he was most afraid of was the golden flame.

The treasure hunting rat has no doubt that if his body is contaminated with a little golden flame, it will be burned to slag, and his own master is too powerful, not only has the power of thunder and lightning, but also inherits the inheritance of the golden saint.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly and said: Let's go, let's continue to go down, there is really no challenge at all.

The treasure hunt rat rolled his eyes, his face was speechless, for others, the Three-Eyed Ghost Dao Forbidden Land was a place where no one had set foot in, and it contained a huge unknown horror.

Anyone who came here would be killed by ghosts, and many cultivators never left here alive, but Li Qingfeng said that this place was too weak and there was no challenge.

"Master, you go slowly, I'll follow you. The treasure hunting rat saw that Li Qingfeng's speed was very fast, and after a while, he threw off a few hundred meters and hurriedly followed.

Although the treasure hunting rat is the darling of heaven and earth and can find the treasure of heaven and earth, its strength is not high.

Especially now that its physical body is damaged, only its spiritual power is left, and it is extremely weak, even the inferior ghost saint just now can easily kill the treasure hunting rat, so it has to follow closely behind Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng walked all the way along the top of the abyss to the lowest place below, and all the black mist ghosts, ghost kings, and ghost saints who blocked him were all killed by him.

After a stick of incense, the soles of Li Qingfeng's feet finally touched the ground, which was a black ground, on which black liquid flowed, and at the same time a black mist was bubbling.

There was a terrible scream from the mist, like a hell of a ghost.

In this black mist, you can also see huge grimaces, those grimaces are all phantoms left by the death of the powerhouses of the ancient era, Li Qingfeng can clearly feel their strength, at least they are all saint-level powerhouses.

The black puppy walked to Li Qingfeng's left, his face changed slightly, and he said: "It's not good, Li Qingfeng, the three-eyed ghost saint has collected so many ancient powerhouse souls, I am afraid that if he wants to refine these souls and improve his energy, he must not let him break through to the top-grade ghost saint, otherwise it will be extremely troublesome to deal with."

Li Qingfeng frowned slightly, and there was a solemnity in his eyes, if the other party was only a middle-grade ghost saint, Li Qingfeng was not afraid, but if it was a top-grade ghost saint, Li Qingfeng would have to put a question mark.

"Let's go, let's hurry over, just now the low-grade ghost saint said that the three-eyed ghost saint is breaking through, and we can't let him break through to the top-grade ghost saint. Li Qingfeng said.