For the dozens of powerful swords that flashed with amazing coercion, this old man surnamed Bai was also very jealous.

To be able to disperse the yin mist of his body in one fell swoop, in the hundreds of years since he cultivated immortals, the large and small battle arrays have experienced many hundred battles, and this is the first time. Even the two Ghost Monarch late stage great cultivators who were killed by him at the beginning failed to protect his body in the mist.

The ghostly mist he was protecting was the result of an extremely powerful secret technique he had condensed. Not only does it have an extremely powerful defensive effect against other people's attacks, but it also contains a powerful corrosive power, which can easily corrode or even melt the opponent's magic weapon or secret art.

It turned out that in the face of Qin Fengming's two colorful giant palms, the old man surnamed Bai didn't care much, but when one of the giant palms attacked in front of him, he paid attention. The danger was not swept away by the huge power carried by the giant palm.

Under the rapid movement of the magic trick in the body, the two attacks that the old man surnamed Bai would be frightened to counteract when he saw them.

Originally, the old man surnamed Bai thought that the secret technique on the other party's body was only the kind of five-colored giant palm with the power of manifestation, but he thought that the other party would sacrifice dozens of sword attacks in an instant, although the power was slightly smaller than that giant palm, but the number was unusually large.

At first sight, the old man surnamed Bai couldn't help but have a sneering smile on his lips, but before his smile was fully revealed, dozens of sword rays had already shot into the Yin Qi of the protective body.

In just an instant, the Soul Devouring Mist, which had been unstoppable in the past, disappeared in an instant, dissipating and becoming invisible. Such a situation is really unexpected by the old man surnamed Bai.

The figure shook rapidly, and it was only because of a slight resistance that he finally dodged Qin Fengming's wave of attacks.

At this time, seeing the other party sacrifice dozens of sword attacks again, the old man surnamed Bai couldn't help but feel jealous in his heart, and as soon as the magic trick in his body moved, a majestic mana shot into the huge yellow-green fog in front of him.

But what made the old man happy in his heart was that the other party's dozens of sword attacks failed to reveal the slightest bit of power, and under the strong defense of the purgatory ghost fire, they all blocked it.

"Hahaha, boy, you don't want to break through the purgatory ghost fire turned by the old man's nine skeleton white bone shields, not to mention you, even if a monk who is a few points stronger than you enters it, it is not a short breakthrough or a fall in purgatory, it is very possible. ”

At this time, the old man surnamed Bai settled down in his heart again.

Although every time the Nine Skulls White Bone Shield was sacrificed, the old man surnamed Bai had to retreat for several years to resolve some of the backlash generated by this magic weapon, but the power of this magic weapon was definitely worthy of being called the first evil treasure in the ghost world.

As long as he has this magic weapon in his body, even in the face of the full force of the peak monk of the Ghost Monarch, the old man surnamed Bai is confident that he will resist it.

The exercises practiced by the old man surnamed Bai are the top withering techniques in the ghost world, and this withering recipe is also a famous thing in the real ghost world. Compared with the Xuan Ghost Technique that Qin Fengming cultivated, he also belonged to the top exercises in the True Ghost Realm.

The natal treasure in the withering recipe is most famous for these nine skull white bone shields.

It's just that refining this treasure requires nine skeletons of the Ghost Monarch realm to be sacrificed, and then adding nearly a hundred extremely precious materials to refine it after all. The refining process is extremely bloody, requiring a large number of Yin Spirits to be used as catalysts. And it needs to be constantly added to the monk's own essence and blood to nourish it.

The Nine Skeleton White Bone Shield refined in this way is so powerful that he doesn't think about it anymore.

It's just that once this natal magic weapon is used, it must be driven to spend a lot of time on the monk to re-practice it, otherwise it is likely to turn the master back.

Despite this, this magic weapon is still the most powerful thing in the immortal cultivation world.

Suddenly seeing that his Qingyan sword, which was extremely restrained against the ghosts and ghosts, was ineffective, Qin Fengming's face couldn't help but change greatly.

Under the entanglement of the other party, it is difficult to withdraw the Savior. All other means are pale and weak. If the natal magic weapon Xuanwei Qingyan Sword has been cultivated in the body for four or five hundred years, Qin Fengming is of course confident that with the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword alone, he can confront the opponent's natal magic weapon without falling behind.

But at this time, Qin Fengming would never dare to sacrifice his natal thing.

Although the power of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword at this time is also good, it is definitely difficult to be the opponent of this treasure in front of the other party. If you are not careful, it is possible to damage it under the attack of the other party.

In the face of this difficult other party's treasure, although Qin Fengming's face was frightened, his heart was very stable.

Even if it was difficult to defeat the other party, it was not a simple matter for that ghost cultivator to instantly break through the dragon pattern tortoiseshell shield that Qin Fengming had re-cultivated with that yellow-green ghost flame.

But in the face of this difficult Nine Skeleton White Bone Shield, Qin Fengming's eyes were staring, and his heart was also full of thoughts.

A moment later, a hint of solemnity appeared on his youthful countenance.

With a stroke of his hand on his left wrist, a burst of Weng chirp suddenly sounded, and then a white insect cloud suddenly appeared above his head.

Looking at the thousands of white beetles suspended above his head, Qin Fengming's young face couldn't help but slowly reveal a trace of reluctance. But after glancing around him, the look of reluctance suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a resolute intention was revealed.

He actually planned to use these thousands of white beetles to fight against the yellow-green ghost flame, which contained extremely powerful poison.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and under the urging of Qin Fengming's thoughts, thousands of white beetles shot out of the wall in an instant, like a white sword.

Just as they were about to touch the wall, a thousand white beetles flew out of the black flash, and without the slightest fear, they flew into the flames of the yellow and green ghosts.

"Ah, boy, you...... You actually have a silver sheath insect in your body, where did you get this kind of precious spirit worm from?But although it seems that the level of this silver sheath is not low, with only a few thousand silver sheath insects, it is absolutely difficult to break through the old man's Nine Skull White Bone Shield attack. ”

Just as Qin Fengming released the white beetle, a sound of surprise rang out. In this voice, there was a faint hint of jealousy.

The old man surnamed Bai actually recognized the name of the silver sheath insect at a glance, which made Qin Fengming also shocked. This kind of spirit insect, it took Qin Fengming a long time to figure it out.

As the silver sheath insect sank into the ghost flame, what shocked Qin Fengming was that he saw that on the body of a beetle, a white light flashed, and in the white light, there was a trace of black and silver lightning rushing away, and the yellow-green ghost flame that made Qin Fengming extremely afraid of was condensed towards the white light cluster under the contact with the white light.

Although this kind of convergence seemed extremely slow, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be excited in his heart. This silver sheath insect was not only not killed by the ghost flame in an instant, but also seemed to have great restraint on the ghost flame.

"Hahaha, old horseman, who said that Qin only has such a few spirit worms, now let you see the power of Qin's spirit worms. With Qin Fengming's laughter, a white wind suddenly appeared in front of him, and the huge sound of Weng Ming suddenly resounded on the spot.

"Ah, you have so many silver sheathworms in you......"

As the huge white insect cloud was revealed, a terrifying trembling sound sounded immediately, and then a black figure flashed, and the huge demon dragon and the withered yin corpse in the air suddenly disappeared, and the yellow-green sea of fire besieging Qin Fengming also disappeared immediately.