"Ah, not good. You and the other two dare to plot against Zhang. Do you think that with this mere ghost fog, you can capture Zhang?"

Although the incident was extremely sudden, the old man surnamed Zhang still reacted quickly, and with the bursting of the jade box, an object in his hand also flew out, turning into a red wall, wrapping his figure in it. At the same time, he said in a cold voice, and said angrily.

Although the old man surnamed Zhang instantly sacrificed a defensive magic weapon to protect his body, he only felt that there was an extremely fishy smell in the thick ghost mist outside his body, and he only smelled a little, and he felt that his mind was dizzy, if it wasn't for his quick opportunity and rapid operation of the mana in his body, he would inevitably fall into a coma.

At the same time, there was a feeling in the mist that almost pulled his soul away. It is as if the vitality in the body is draining away from the body uncontrollably.

At this sight, the old man surnamed Zhang suddenly became frightened, and he used his mana at full speed to resist all kinds of discomfort. At the same time, a black mang flashed, and a sharp blade as big as a foot was suspended in front of him.

At the same time, under the rapid operation of the exercises in the body, the same black yin mist gushed out, and in an instant, his body was wrapped in it, and then under the urging of his full strength, he swept towards the black mist outside his body, with the intention of rolling that black mist into it.

The mist released by the self-explosion of the jade box was only in the blink of an eye, and most of it was swept up by the mist released by the old man surnamed Zhang. Although it was divided and involved, the small cloud of yin mist was extremely strange, and it still continued to devour the black mist around it.

With the bursting of the jade box, Qin Fengming's figure was already in a thunderous sound, and the silver light disappeared in a flash, and when it flashed out again, it had already reached the place where the old man surnamed Zhang was more than ten feet.

Then the magic technique in the body moved, and an extremely thick black mist gushed out, merging with the mist that covered the old man surnamed Zhang, and no longer separated from each other.

As Qin Fengming's huge yin mist emerged, the yin fog of the two sides began to attack each other and devour each other.

Obviously, the ghost mist that Qin Fengming sacrificed was obviously much stronger, although the mist released by the old man surnamed Zhang was also thick, it was still constantly compressed, as if he was extremely afraid of the black mist.

The ghost path technique that Qin Fengming cultivated was the Mysterious Ghost Technique, that is, in the upper realm, it was the top Ghost Dao Technique, and the Ghost Devouring Divine Power he chose was the most powerful secret technique in the Mysterious Ghost Technique.

Although Qin Fengming's Ghost Dao Technique realm was slightly lower, with his huge mana, he used his huge mana to exert the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, and his power was not something that ordinary Ghost Monarch mid-stage cultivators could dissolve lightly.

The jade box that Qin Fengming took out at the beginning did not contain any eighth-level demon turtle scale armor, but inside was the ghost devouring yin mist that he had secretly sealed in it. The demonic mist was compressed into a ball, and a trace of divine thought was trapped in it.

As long as Qin Fengming's mind is driven, it can explode instantly.

His move was also to be on the safe side. I didn't expect it to be used.

"Hmph, Old Horseman Zhang, when you were in the Zodiac Sect, Fei Mou had already discovered that you had bad intentions, and this time you fell into the hands of Fei, do you still want to escape?"

Under the surging mist of Soul Devouring, he immediately let go of a fellow path, and Qin Fengming's figure was immediately revealed in front of the old man surnamed Zhang. His expression was not unusual, Qin Fengming snorted lightly and said calmly.

"You...... You... You are not a ghost handsome monk, who are you? You dare to pretend to be a ghost handsome monk to participate in the flag holding competition held by my Huangquan Palace?" Seeing the middle-aged monk in front of him, the monk surnamed Zhang was suddenly shocked in his heart. With a move in his heart, he already knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not a person in the realm of ghosts.

Qin Fengming did not release his cultivation at this time, and he was still in the late realm of the ghost handsome.

However, the secret power it revealed was definitely not something that a ghost handsome monk could possess. And he dared to appear alone in front of a mid-stage Ghost Monarch cultivator, without thinking about it, anyone could understand that it was definitely not a superficial cultivation realm.

"Now that I know, it's too late, I dare to assassinate Fei behind my back, you can die. ”

With Qin Fengming's words, I saw that the sword light flashing in the five colors of the Dao Dao suddenly flashed out, and dozens of Dao appeared in an instant, and under the huge energy flash, like a huge multicolored hurricane, it swept towards the old man surnamed Zhang who was more than ten zhang away.

Suddenly, seeing the multicolored sword light of the huge power revealed, the old man surnamed Zhang suddenly felt a roar in his head, and the other party had a random sword light, and the old man had a sense of facing the attack of the great monk.

At this time, seeing dozens of attacks with such huge power suddenly appearing in front of him, the soul of the old man surnamed Zhang swayed for a while, and he almost fainted.

But in general, he was a person who had been in the immortal cultivation world for eight or nine hundred years, and although he was terrified to the extreme, he did not lose his heart of resistance.

As soon as his mind moved, the natal magic weapon in front of him suddenly shot out, and with a tremor in the air, more than a dozen black lights and shadows suddenly appeared, and he instantly went towards several colorful swords. Then, with a lift of his hands, two jet-black monsters flew out of his hands, and the huge mouth also flew forward.

Then the old man surnamed Zhang did not hesitate to move the magic trick in his body, and his body wanted to retreat sharply to the rear.

But what made the soul of the old man surnamed Zhang scatter was that he only felt a very viscous substance rushing around him, making his original extremely fast body method extremely slow.

"Bang!bang!bang!~~"

A series of banging sounds sounded in an instant, and the two black pythons sacrificed by the old man surnamed Zhang were instantly twisted into pieces under the slashing of the two colorful swords, turning into energy and dissipating into the air. And that natal magic weapon, under the attack of several colorful sword rays, in the thud, immediately shattered into several sections. Falls downward.

And the thick mist around the old man surnamed Zhang, under the flashing of the sword, suddenly dissipated one after another as if the clouds were clearing, and disappeared without a trace.

The strength of the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue Exercise's restraint on the Ghost Dao Exercise can be seen.

"Boom!boom!~Ah!~~"

With several roars, a miserable cry also resounded on the spot.

Then I saw a blood-stained figure fall from the sky and instantly fall downward.

After the fog disappeared in the air and the surroundings were restored, the situation revealed at the scene suddenly stunned the two Ghost Monarch early stage monks who were standing three hundred zhang away.

Since the jade box burst and the middle-aged monk beside him disappeared without a trace, to the sound of explosions, the old man surnamed Zhang fell to the ground, and it was only a few breaths.

In such a period of time, a mid-stage Ghost Monarch monk was knocked down to the ground, such a shocking scene, the shock in the hearts of the two Ghost Monarch monks has reached the extreme.

"Could this be the true strength of the Ghost Monarch's late stage great cultivator?" At this time, the two Ghost Monarch early stage old men were thinking about this question.