Qin Fengming stared at the small red fish, and suddenly the spirit platform flashed, I don't know which ancient book I had seen it, the introduction of this fish-type demon beast, this fish is called 'Blood Swordfish'.

The Blood Swordfish is a first-class upper-level demon beast that likes to live in scorching water, and generally lives in volcanic lakes. This fish is known for its social preference. And when facing the enemy, he never stops.

He didn't want to let Qin Fengming encounter him here, his heart sank, it was not easy to escape from this demon beast smoothly.

This kind of small fish lives in the hot lake all year round, and its speed is extremely fast, and it is not far behind Qin Fengming, who controls the spirit weapon. And it was naturally immune to fire attribute attacks, which made Qin Fengming's attack methods immediately less than half.

You must know that whether it is a talisman or a spiritual weapon, most of Qin Fengming's attacks have fire attributes. In this way, his means were immediately weakened by half.

After the group of small red fish missed, they did not swim away, but quickly gathered together and swam rapidly towards Qin Fengming, their speed was really fast, making Qin Fengming dumbfounded.

In just a swing, the group of small red fish arrived at Qin Fengming's feet, and then, with a slap of their tails in the lake water, the small red fish shot out like arrows, heading straight for Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming had already prepared, and with a movement of his fingers, the Purple Fire Meteor Sword rushed into the red fish, and his body flickered a few times, jumping out of the attack range of the small fish.

The Purple Fire Meteor Sword stirred among the fish, and only killed a dozen or so small fish, and most of them returned to the lake unharmed. Then, he swam towards Qin Fengming quickly.

Seeing all this, Qin Fengming secretly hesitated in his heart, the speed of the blood swordfish school was so fast, if he wanted to get rid of it immediately, it would not be a matter of a while, if he encountered another group in front of him, then he would be attacked on his back. The situation will be extremely bad. The most haode way is to destroy or retreat from this group of demon beasts.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming immediately waved his hand and sacrificed the Yin Yang Pagoda as well.

The three-inch-tall pagoda was thrown into the air, and immediately became two or three feet high, and then immediately greeted the school of fish that swam rapidly. The Purple Fire Meteor Sword also burrowed into the school of fish, constantly strangling.

Qin Fengming himself surrounded the Yin Yang Tower, his body constantly changing positions. The method of exerting is the blue cloud trace. This kind of body is more than one or two times faster than the monk's flying in the sky.

Doing so in a small area is an excellent means of dodging and escaping. This is also the reason why Qin Fengming has never lost his light body kung fu since he cultivated immortals.

The Blood Swordfish was indeed extremely aggressive, and all of them were not afraid of death, constantly jumping up to attack Qin Fengming. However, every time they jumped, a large number of Blood Swordfish would be wiped out by the Yin-Yang Tower and the Purple Fire Meteor Sword.

Time passed little by little, and after more than two hours of fighting, this group of tens of thousands of blood swordfish, after losing nearly two-thirds of their numbers, stopped attacking, gathered together, and swam towards the depths of the lake. In the end, he actually gave up the attack on Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming watched the group of blood swordfish disappear into his field of vision, and he was secretly frightened in his heart.

If other ordinary foundation building period monks encounter this school of blood swordfish, they are besieged by such a group of demon beasts like crazy people, and want to escape, the difficulty can be imagined, zuihou, may be buried in the mouth of this blood swordfish due to the depletion of mana.

Qin Fengming has a mysterious liquid in his body, and his mana is worry-free, so he is so relieved to fight with the fish.

Seeing that the fish receded, Qin Fengming discerned the direction, did not stop here, immediately urged the spirit weapon, and galloped forward.

Flying in the scorching air for sixteen or seventeen hours, there was also a fight with two or three groups of blood swordfish with a number of about 10,000, although the blood swordfish school was very difficult, but its attack method was very simple, and there was no danger to Qin Fengming, who had the Biyun Trace Method.

zuihou, after most of the fish are killed by it, they all automatically retreat.

After such a long flight, Qin Fengming estimated that by now, it had reached the center of the lake. If nothing else, in five or six hours, you will be able to fly out of this yellow lake.

After a long time of fighting and flying, Qin Fengming also felt a little tired, and after resting in place for three hours, he immediately galloped towards the east.

Just half an hour after it had flown for half an hour, an island suddenly appeared in his consciousness, this island was not large, only a few tens of zhang in size. The entire island is made of red stones, and a small hill-shaped gravel is piled up in the center of the island, and at the very top of the mountain, several bright red lotus plants grow.

Qin Fengming immediately concentrated his divine sense, carefully looked at the lotus plants, and saw that their whole body was blood red, the lotus petals on each lotus plant had been opened, and a colorful light flashed in the middle of the lotus, which was no different from the legendary blood lotus.

The blood lotus flower has long been extinct in the outside immortal cultivation world, and this elixir is the main material for refining a kind of elixir that can enhance the cultivation of monks in the Chengdan stage. In the outside world, even if the monks of the Chengdan period have spirit stones, they have nowhere to buy them. I didn't want to meet here, and the joy in my heart was indescribable.

Just as Qin Fengming was eager to try and wanted to fly over to pick, a large number of blood swordfish appeared in his divine sense.

He fixed his gaze and saw that the number of these blood swordfish was more than the sum he had seen before, hundreds of thousands.

From a distance, a blood-red color floats in the yellow lake, boundless, and you can't see the edge at a glance. It swam in the lake like an endless sea of fire.

In a few moments, the fish surrounded the island, and if you wanted to pick the blood lotus, you would inevitably be found by the fish and besieged it, and a fight was inevitable.

If the other monks saw so many schools of blood swordfish, they would have no choice but to turn around and run quickly. I can't give birth to the mind to fight against it. Although Qin Fengming had a variety of means, he didn't feel that his scalp was numb, and his inner thoughts turned sharply.

In the face of so many blood swordfish, if you still use the original means, it will inevitably be difficult to make it effective, so you can only think of other ways.

Although there are many blood swordfish, their intelligence is low, and if they encounter an opponent, they only know how to blindly attack the opponent. If you want to pick those few snow lotus, you can only find a way from this aspect.

If he attacked so many Blood Swordfish hard, although he would not fall, it would be inevitable to spend a lot of talismans and spiritual nights, which was definitely a strategy for Qin Fengming, who had just entered the ancient battlefield and had only been for more than ten days.