Chapter 317: Finally Shot

The black shadow has actually been struggling with whether to use this trick, although this trick can probe Qin Ping's side and confirm that there is no obstructive character around Qin Ping who wants Huang Que behind.

But in this way, the black shadow has lost his advantage in the dark, and he who does not occupy the time and people will lose his geographical advantage, and it will not be so simple to take away Qin Ping's head, so he has to rely on the suppression of strength to achieve his goal.

The black shadow finally chose to use this mixed move, after all, even if he lost a first move, it would just take some more effort, and if he was overshadowed by the old guy of the Xuanyun Sect because of the lack of detection, it would not be good for him to end up being killed on the spot or seriously injured and dying. The lesser of the two, it is obvious that life is more important.

Qin Ping sensed it the moment the dark green ghost fire appeared in front of the black shadow, and suddenly turned his head to look at the mountain where the black shadow was, his eyes were full of fierceness. The black shadow saw that Qin Ping had found him, and he was not surprised, and pulled out a very penetrating smile. Without waiting for Qin Ping to make any moves, the dark green ghost fire in the black shadow's eyes instantly disappeared from his eyes and quickly attacked Qin Ping.

Qin Ping stretched out his hand and waved forward, and a shield formed by Yuan Qi appeared in front of him, and the dark green ghost fire suddenly hit Qin Ping's shield, but it was not blocked, but it penetrated all at once, shooting directly into Qin Ping's eyebrows.

Qin Ping's eyes flashed, this ghost fire was a divine soul attack, and his own vitality had no possibility of blocking it at all, but he still had to hide it, if he easily blocked it, it would not be beautiful if he was scared and guarded against.

Anyway, with the strength of his own divine soul, he didn't say that it was such a small evil cultivator who entered the Holy Realm, and that is, the divine soul of an evil cultivator of the Great Holy Realm didn't even pay attention to it. However, the play still had to be a full set, Qin Ping forced out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly turned white, as if his soul had been injured a lot.

But the black shadow was overjoyed when he saw it, but he did not pause in the slightest, withdrew the hand that was clapping on his temple, and then slapped it on the hand that was inserted into the ground, suddenly raised his head, and shouted angrily:

"Dark Vine Seal!"

The roots at the foot of the surrounding mountains, which had already grown to Qin Ping's location, instantly pierced out the branches of the trees, turning into thick vines that grew wildly at an astonishing speed, and grew to the top of the mountain in just two breaths.

These dozens of vines intertwined with each other at the top of the mountain, and countless small branches in the middle of the vines also grew wildly, connecting with the adjacent vine body, completely sealing the entire mountain.

Qin Ping stood on the mountain and did not move, allowing this strange vine to envelop it. The entire mountain was completely shrouded in darkness all of a sudden, even the meaning light could not penetrate it, and Qin Ping's Yuan Qi perception could not be extended, he could only sense the situation within five steps slightly, and no matter how far it went, it would be beyond the reach of the whip.

Qin Ping stretched out his right hand and raised it in front of him, and when the vitality surged, a red flame appeared instantly, but the expected brightness was not realized, and the halo of the flame was suppressed in a very small place, and it could not play the role of lighting at all.

Qin Ping casually threw out this flame, just two steps away, this flame completely disappeared in Qin Ping's field of vision, if it weren't for the vitality that could still be sensed from afar, Qin Ping even thought that this flame was extinguished in the dark.

Qin Ping slowly stretched out his hand, and with a slight grip, the flame thrown out by him exploded instantly, even if this flame exploded, only a trace of light could be seen, and the sound of the flame bursting became very subtle.

Qin Ping smiled lightly, it seemed that the darkness generated by the enchantment built by this ghost cultivator's spell was very comprehensive, not only suppressing the exploration and vision of the vitality, but also suppressing the other senses of the monks who were trapped inside.

For ordinary monks who have entered the Holy Realm, this situation really puts themselves on the enemy's chopping block and turns into fish and meat that can almost be slaughtered, but this is really nothing to Qin Ping, if Qin Ping wants to, he can break the restriction of this enchantment without much effort, but after all, he still has to hide it clumsily, and he can't expose such a terrifying strength.

Moreover, this enchantment is basically a good thing for Qin Ping, if he really wants to kill such a life-sparing ghost cultivator, he must use some means that do not match his identity cultivation.

At that time, in order to hide his secrets, he still had to open an enchantment, and now that this ghost cultivator had already laid the enchantment for him, Qin Ping had saved a lot of things.

If such a level of enchantment wants to resist Qin Ping's perception, it doesn't exist, Qin Ping doesn't need to use any spells, he only needs to rely on his powerful divine soul to probe, and it is enough to control everything in his hands.

The divine soul of the monk who entered the holy realm is actually quite fragile, and the detection effect of the general situation is far inferior to the detection effect of the vitality, and once it encounters any special situation and is injured, it will outweigh the losses, after all, the injury of the divine soul is quite difficult to recover, and it is quite difficult to rely on the natural recovery of the monk himself, and it will also have a great impact on the monk's cultivation battle.

For Qin Ping, even if his soul has not returned to the peak stage, it is not something that a small ghost cultivator who has entered the Holy Realm can shake, this is how unscrupulous he came.

The black shadow slowly stood up from the top of the hill on this side, and the hand that was inserted into the ground was pulled out, and the dirt on his hand fell one after another, but there were still a lot of stubborn sticking to his hand. I only heard his ghostly chuckle, and the dozens of roots connected to his hands naturally fell off, as if spiritually retracted into the soil, and the black shadow's hand gradually returned to its original state.

"Even if you are the reincarnation of an immortal, you have to honestly become the nutrients for my cultivation in my dark vine sealing realm. Boy, you can be a stepping stone for me to reach the top, and you can be a part of me to reign over the world, which can be regarded as your luck. ”

A hoarse voice came from the hood, and the sound was like two rough stones rubbing against each other, and it was hard to imagine what the man's throat was made of.

I didn't see any special movements of the black shadow, so he disappeared in place all of a sudden, and the whole person was instantly "swallowed" by the ground, not escaping, but rapidly "devouring", and the docile ground opened its bloody mouth and ate his whole person at once. After only two breaths, this black shadow emerged from the land of the Dark Vine Boundary.