This trip to Ghost Fumenfang City can be said to be the biggest loss in Qin Fengming's history. Not only did it not gain much, but it was a big loss. Regardless of the loss of one or twenty cherished talismans for the time being, he even gave a piece of the armor of an extremely difficult eighth-level sea turtle to the other party in vain.

Such a vicious breath made Qin Fengming really difficult to swallow.

Sitting in the cave room, Qin Fengming couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

The monk surnamed Bai of the Ghost Fu Sect encountered this time is really not weak, not only has an extremely rare talisman array in his body, but also has a black arrow talisman that can be comparable to his own thunder talisman.

With Qin Fengming's knowledge, he knew that the black arrow talisman that flashed with powerful power was definitely a high-level talisman. And this kind of talisman may be unique to the monks above the middle stage of the Ghost Talisman Sect.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Immortal Rune Array is the treasure of the Ghost Rune Gate, even if it exists, there may only be one or two. It's the method of refining, maybe it doesn't exist anymore.

But the ghost rune sect that has stood in the ghost realm for hundreds of thousands of years, of course, there will not be only one kind of rune in the rune array, and there must be several kinds of extremely powerful runes in its sect.

Qin Fengming thought in his heart, his face couldn't help but soften, and slowly revealed a sinister smile.

With Qin Fengming's usual personality, he usually does not take the initiative to provoke others, but when he is provoked by others, he will not swallow his anger. If the other party was really strong and not someone he could shake, he might still give in slightly, but this time he suffered such a big loss at the hands of a ghost realm cultivator who cultivated in the same realm as him, and it was really difficult for him to swallow this breath.

Three days later, the calm mountains and forests swayed, and as soon as the energy fluctuated, a ray of light shot out, and the brilliance flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Just when Qin Fengming was retreating in the secret place, in a secret underground cave in an extremely powerful sect hundreds of thousands of miles away, two monks were talking at this time.

"What, Bai Biao, do you mean that you once met a human realm monk with tens of thousands of silver sheath insects on his body?" A black-bearded old man who seemed to be only in his fifties sat on the stone chair, his face was slightly shocked, his eyes flashed, and he looked at a thin old man standing in front of him.

"Ancestor, what the disciple said is true, just yesterday, the disciple once met a human realm monk near my Zongfang City, and just as the disciple trapped him with the Nine Skulls White Bone Shield, the other party actually released as many as fifty or sixty thousand white beetles, each of which was the size of an adult's fist.

The disciple recognized it at a glance, it was the same as the kind of spirit insect that the ancestor had. However, although the silver sheath insect released by its sacrifice was slightly inferior to that of the ancestor, the aura revealed on its body was also extremely powerful. It doesn't seem to be inferior to the old ancestor spirit worm.

In the face of so many spirit insects, although the disciple still had some powerful means, and the natal magic weapon also had more powerful attack methods that had not been revealed, he could only flee immediately. ”

This thin old man is the old man who has been fighting with Qin Fengming for a long time.

At this time, the old man surnamed Bai, although his expression on his face was still without the slightest expression, his eye movements were respectful and abnormal, and he had long since lost his fierce appearance when facing Qin Fengming.

From the name of the ancestor in his mouth, it is not difficult to guess that this old man in his fifties sitting on the stone chair is also the elder of the old man surnamed Bai of the Ghost Fu Sect, a Taishang elder who has the peak cultivation of the ghost monarch.

"There is such a thing, the old man spent hundreds of years, spent countless Yin stones to buy the extremely precious spirit grass, and it can be enough to make these tens of thousands of silver sheath insects advance to this realm, listen to what you said, there are tens of thousands of monks in the human world, and the realm is not weaker than the old man's spirit worms, but this requires the old man to ask for advice.

Bai Biao, you immediately issued an order from the old man, so that the disciples of this sect and the subordinate sect of my ghost Fu sect deliberately pay attention to the whereabouts of this human race monk and the person from the ghost realm who traveled with him, and if he finds out, immediately report it to the old man to know, and now the old man will personally go to find the person from the celebrity world. Hopefully, something will be gained. ”

Just when a faint light slowly flew away within hundreds of thousands of miles of the Ghost Fu Gate Fang City, carefully looking for something, Qin Fengming had already quietly arrived hundreds of miles away from the Ghost Fu Gate Protector Sect.

Facing a first-class sect that had stood in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, Qin Fengming didn't dare to approach the past without any scruples.

Stopping at a mountain peak, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, and his heart was also turbulent.

Although he had already made up his mind, let Bing'er enter the ghost rune gate with his soul body to investigate and see if he could find any cherished attack talisman scrolls. But in the face of a large sect with a radius of hundreds of miles, recklessly rambling is definitely not a safe plan.

The divine sense was released, and Qin Fengming carefully glanced at the surroundings within three hundred miles.

A moment later, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his countenance.

I saw that in a valley more than a hundred miles away from him, there was an extremely faint energy fluctuation. Judging from the slightest aura revealed by the fluctuations, there should be a powerful magic circle there.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming no longer had the slightest delay, and under the invisibility of his qi, he flew towards that place.

"Boom!boom!~~~"

With the sound of several huge roars, a huge magic circle covering an area of thirty or forty zhang suddenly appeared, but this huge magic circle only flashed a few times before it shattered in several huge roars.

A colorful glow flashed, and Qin Fengming was already standing dozens of feet away in front of the three ghost realm cultivators who were revealing their frightened expressions. These three monks, one is at the peak of the ghost handsome, and two are at the beginning of the ghost handsome.

At this time, Qin Fengming's aura sword that he waved casually, although it was slightly different from the full force of the great cultivator in the late stage of infancy, it was definitely not to be underestimated. Under the successive attacks of several attacks, even the Six Yang Array was absolutely unbearable.

Although the magic array in front of him is not bad, judging from Qin Fengming's formation attainments, there is definitely a big gap between it and the Six Yang Array. was broken by him in one fell swoop, and there is no doubt about it.

"Ah, you...... Who are you, and how dare you come to my ghost gate to make trouble?"

Suddenly, seeing a Ghost Monarch Early Realm monk standing in front of him, the Ghost Fu Sect monk led by him was terrified, and the three of them quickly jumped up and stood up one after another.

But it was only an instant, and the old man in charge had already stabilized his frightened mind.

He is also a person who has cultivated immortals for three or four hundred years, and he has joined the Ghost Rune Sect for more than three hundred years, and he has never encountered anyone robbing and killing fellow monks of the Ghost Rune Gate within thousands of miles around the Ghost Rune Gate.

In this way, the old man at the head put away his fear and asked sharply. With his voice, he wanted to sacrifice a pale yellow talisman with his hand.

"Hmph, in front of Qin, you dare to be so unruly, you are really looking for death. With a cold voice, a figure had already approached the three of them. With a few shakes of his hands, the three ghost rune monks who were handsome cultivators tilted their heads one after another, and they passed out.