"What? you actually killed Senior Brother Feng, impossible, absolutely impossible, Senior Brother Feng has the magic weapon given by Senior Uncle in his body, as well as several top-level spiritual weapons, even if he encounters a monk at the peak of the foundation building, he can also fight, how can he be killed by you?"

After hearing Qin Fengming's words, the monk surnamed Yun immediately retorted loudly, with a look of disbelief.

While he was talking, the monk surnamed Yun suddenly felt unstable in his heart, and he couldn't help but look intently, and found that the pink fog that was rushing and tumbling was actually being slowly swallowed by the black mist.

He couldn't help but be surprised, he knew a lot about the origin of this ink cloud bucket.

This spiritual weapon has been circulated for tens of thousands of years, it is said that its body is refined from the bones of a 10,000-year-old corpse, and the thick juice in it is the body fluid of the corpse, and the black line inside it is the meridians of the corpse. However, due to the negligence of the refining people at that time, they accidentally added a material that resisted each other with the attributes of the corpse, which could have been refined into a top magic weapon, but because of that material that should not be added, zuihou became a spiritual weapon.

This artifact is extremely energy-efficient in polluting other people's treasures. No matter what kind of treasure, as long as it is infected by it, after a long time, it will lose its spirituality and lose control, even ordinary magic weapons will not be spared.

Unexpectedly, the black mist turned by this ink cloud bucket also has this effect on the pink mist released by the monk surnamed Yun's Ning Ling**.

By the time the monk surnamed Yun found out, he had already swallowed up a lot of fan mist. Frightened, he immediately pinched the trick and put away Ning Ling**.

When his figure was revealed, Qin Fengming saw the other party again.

But seeing that at this time, the monk surnamed Yun no longer had his original calmness, and he was trying his best to suppress the discomfort in his body, and when he saw the little correction of the Luoxia Sect looking at him with a smile, as an upper-level monk, he immediately looked hideous. Gritted teeth:

"Boy, don't be too happy, the old man's methods haven't been used yet, you wait, immediately let you know how powerful the old man is. ”

As he spoke, he shook his hand, and a small flag-shaped object was sacrificed into the air. In an instant, it became the size of three zhang, and a huge thing jumped out from it, looking up to the sky and roaring, the sound shook the four wilds, it was actually a strong mountain-shaking beast, and it was a four-level cultivation to see that this beast actually had a fourth-level cultivation.

Qin Fengming knew that this beast did not have other magical powers, but it was infinitely powerful, if he let it be one, it would be the monk's spiritual power shield, and it would not be able to stop it in the slightest.

Don't dare but slowly, Qin Fengming waved his hand and immediately sacrificed the small fork and stopped the mountain-shaking beast. At the same time, he urged Mo Yundou and walked towards the monk surnamed Yun in the distance.

The monk surnamed Yun was not panicked, with a wave of his hand, a teapot-shaped spiritual weapon rose into the air, and in an instant it became the size of a house, and the huge pot spout immediately erupted many colorful sand grains, covering the sky and the sun directly towards the black mist, and the two sides were immediately entangled.

Although it is slightly defeated, it is still no problem to support it for a while.

The monk did not stop, and as soon as he raised his hand, another object was sacrificed to him, transforming into a huge brass bell in the air. From the bursts of coercion it emanated, Qin Fengming knew that this was a magic weapon.

Seeing that the other party sacrificed the bronze bell magic weapon, he immediately knew that this magic weapon was extremely sonic attack. Qin Fengming, who knew the power of the sonic attack, didn't dare to be careless, and immediately sacrificed the Ruyi purple gold hook, shook his head and tail, transformed into two huge poisonous scorpions, and went straight to the copper bell.

Seeing that the other party also had a magic weapon sacrificed, the monk surnamed Yun was greatly surprised, and only then did he believe that Senior Brother Feng was indeed killed by the person in front of him.

Not daring to let the two poisonous scorpions approach the copper bell, his mind moved, and one after another audio floated out from the mouth of the copper bell, heading straight for the two poisonous scorpions. The scorpion immediately froze, and suddenly moved slowly, and swayed left and right in the air.

Seeing that the copper bell was so powerful, Qin Fengming was also greatly frightened, the magic weapon was temporarily behaving like this, if it came to himself, it would definitely not be able to bear it.

Qin Fengming hurriedly urged his mana to stabilize the two poisonous scorpions, and went towards the copper bell again.

Seeing that the bronze bell was able to stop the other party's two magic weapons, the monk surnamed Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, until this time, he no longer regarded the little monk of the Luoxia Sect opposite as an ordinary foundation building monk.

The other party not only has endless means, but also has deep mana and sharp magic weapons. It's definitely not something that ordinary monks in the early stages of foundation building can have.

At this time, the monk surnamed Yun basically came out with the means, although there were still a few spiritual weapons, but none of them could be put on the table. The only expectation at this point is that the mana power is exhausted as soon as possible.

Seeing that the other party no longer sacrificed treasures, Qin Fengming knew that the other party might not have a haode spirit weapon in his body, and he couldn't help but slightly upturn the corners of his mouth. Since the other party is no longer shooting, he can't stop.

Although only half an hour had passed since the battle between the two sides, Qin Fengming didn't dare to stay here for long, he didn't know if there were other Demon Mountain Sect cultivators nearby. If you are surrounded by it, it will be very bad.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming waved his hands again and again, and twenty talismans flew out of his hands, turning into twenty fiery ones in an instant, shaking his head and tail, and flying towards the monk surnamed Yun. Then, his figure swayed, followed behind Huo Mang, and walked towards the monk of the Demon Mountain Sect in the distance.

Seeing twenty or thirty fires rushing towards him, the monk surnamed Yun was slightly surprised, did the other party think that the primary spell could break through his spiritual power shield?

In the blink of an eye, the fire was already close to his spiritual shield, and they rushed to pounce on him in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual shield disappeared with a 'bang'.

Immediately after that, the monk surnamed Yun felt his body tighten, and he was bound by a yellow rope. I couldn't move, and then, my body shook, and I couldn't mobilize the slightest mana.

It was Qin Fengming's timely thunderous means that restrained the power of the law.

Without waiting for the other party to wake up from the shock, Qin Fengming waved his hand, and a small banner appeared in the air, and a small yellow beast jumped out, although it was a little lazy, but it still yelled at Qin Fengming, looking very well-behaved.

At the same time as the little beast appeared, Qin Fengming flicked his fingers, and a fiery red spear pierced through the body of the monk surnamed Yun, and as soon as his head was crooked, he died completely.

The yellow beast flicked its body, opened its mouth, and a cloud of gray gas wrapped a transparent thing that was difficult to see to the naked eye and returned to the mouth of the little beast, chewed it, and was swallowed by it.

Qin Fengming and the little beast's movements seemed to have entered the customization, and the coordination was exactly the same, and it was extremely coordinated.

With a wave of his hand, the little beast returned to the banner and disappeared.

Qin Fengming searched on the monk surnamed Yun, and several storage rings were taken into his arms, and then with a flick of his finger, a fire bomb fell on his dead body, and it turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Then hover in the air and pack up all the treasures. Then he fell in front of the corpse of the monk surnamed Wu, and after groping for a while, he also burned the corpse.