Seeing the two pieces of silk cloth spirit weapons flying out, Qin Fengming also shouted in his heart that he was sorry.

Faced with such a weird black juice, Xiao Songyuan also had a big headache in his heart. At this time, he already knew that the jet-black juice was extremely viscous, and the spirit weapon was in it, and it would definitely be greatly affected when it moved.

However, if you can't pass through the opposite sap block, it will be extremely difficult to attack the opposing monk. After thinking about it again and again, Xiao Songyuan bit his teeth, and the law in his hand was played, only to see that under the movement of two pieces of silk cloth several zhang large, they actually gathered in the air and turned into a huge cloth bag.

Under the shaking of the hunt, it seems that infinite energy is filled with it.

Under the divine urging of the monk surnamed Xiao, the huge pocket faced the jet-black juice more than twenty zhang away, and in the sound of 'hissing' breaking the air, thousands of white light clusters flashed out.

If you look closely, you will find that within these white light clusters, there is a flying needle that is a foot long, slender and extremely sharp.

The speed of thousands of flying needles was amazing, and in a flash, they had already crossed the distance of twenty zhang and plunged directly into the black juice. The speed is so fast that it is several feet deep in the blink of an eye.

At first sight, Xiao Songyuan was overjoyed, and he thought that this flying needle could successfully pass through the barrier of this jet-black juice.

But before the smile on his lips had faded, an unexpected situation happened.

He found that after thousands of flying needles had penetrated into the black juice for several feet, their speed had dropped rapidly, and after they had penetrated another one or two feet, it had become extremely difficult. At this sight, his complexion immediately changed suddenly.

Just when his mind was restless, a larger situation appeared in his consciousness.

That is, under the urging of his divine thoughts, he actually found that his divine thoughts were slowly losing contact with the thousands of flying needles. In just a moment, although the divine sense could still vaguely contact the flying needle, it was difficult to drive the flying needle at this time.

Seeing this, Xiao Songyuan's mind immediately emptied, and a blank appeared in his mind. In the face of such a strange thing, he was stunned for a while.

But he was worthy of being a peak monk of the foundation building, and his stunned mind was only a breath or two before he fully recovered. With an angry face, he shouted: "Boy, you dare to take away the old man's treasure." ”

As he spoke, the mana in his body was running rapidly, his hands couldn't stop pinching, and the spells kept floating out of his mouth.

Just when Qin Fengming was trying his best to manipulate Mo Yundou to collect the thousands of flying needles, Xiao Songyuan had already successfully driven his secret technique. I saw that the white light on his palms was wrapped, and a huge energy fluctuation was revealed.

Without hesitation, he raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed forward. With the slash of his palm, a huge blade with a dazzling white light slashed forward.

Looking at the tremendous power displayed by this blade, it was actually comparable to the power displayed by Monk Yicheng Dan to drive an ordinary magic weapon.

Qin Fengming, who had just received thousands of flying needles from the other party, had already discovered the other party's movements at this time, and when he saw it, he was also shocked, and if he wanted to dodge it, it was too late. But the black juice in front of him could not stop the opponent's powerful blow.

But Qin Fengming still didn't have much panicked look, and with a move of his mind, the two top-level spiritual weapons that had not yet been put away had already flashed in front of the black juice.

"Smack~Slap~Bang"

With two deafening crisp sounds, the two powerful top-level spiritual weapons were immediately broken in two, and the huge white light blade was castrated, and it quickly slashed into the black juice, and in a flash, it actually flashed out from the other end of the juice, still slashing towards the place where Qin Fengming was standing.

Just when Qin Fengming wanted to make a move, the huge white light blade was a few feet away from him, turning into points of light and disappearing into the air.

With the desperate blocking of the three top-level spirit weapons, the powerful blow had already exhausted its internal energy.

Looking at the two fragments of spiritual weapons that fell to the ground, Qin Fengming couldn't help but shake his head secretly, this time to participate in the competition for Honghu Island, it can be said that it is not a small cost, and he must blackmail Honghu Island well in the future.

At this time, Qin Fengming knew that the other party was already desperate, and at this time, he was driving some kind of powerful secret technique attack. With a wave of his hand, he immediately took Mo Yundou into his arms. This spiritual weapon is very powerful, but it can't be damaged.

Although he destroyed the opponent's two top-level spiritual weapons, Xiao Songyuan's secret technique attack failed to cause the middle-aged monk on the opposite side to be damaged in the slightest. As soon as he saw it, under the operation of the spiritual power in his body, he immediately raised his right hand again, and another light blade flashed out, and in a flash, he slashed towards the middle-aged monk standing opposite.

Seeing that the other party was performing this secret technique here, Qin Fengming secretly calculated that in such a narrow range, if he wanted to dodge, it was already difficult to do it with the Biyun Trace Method.

In the case that he didn't want to expose Xuantian Weibu, he could only take this blow hard.

At this time, Qin Fengming had already seen that the other party had the intention of killing him. But in the face of this blow, there was not much panic. With the rapid movement of his hands, hundreds of talismans flew out of his hands, unfurled into hundreds of low-level spells in the wind, and walked away towards the huge blade of light.

"Bang~Bang~~~"

The loud sound was like popping beans.

With the sound of banging, the extremely powerful light blade actually disappeared into the air under the attack of hundreds of low-level runes.

This phenomenon was also shocked by the thousands of monks who watched the battle. The power of the secret technique sacrificed by Xiao Songyuan was confident in the thousands of low-level monks here, and if he was in the middle of the monk surnamed Wei, it would be absolutely difficult to resist it.

However, this middle-aged monk surnamed Wei relied on hundreds of low-level talismans to intercept this powerful blow, which was very surprising.

The Qi Gathering Period monks who were present to watch the battle had no vision, but those monks above the Foundation Building Period could see that the power displayed by this low-level talisman sacrificed by the monk surnamed Wei was like the power of a spiritual weapon attack.

Hundreds of spiritual weapons attacked together, and the power displayed was not bad at all when it hit with the magic weapon of Yicheng Dan, and it was understandable that Xiao Songyuan's secret technique could be intercepted.

Seeing that the other party actually sacrificed hundreds of powerful low-level runes and intercepted his own blow, Xiao Songyuan was also shocked in his heart, these runes were actually comparable to the power displayed by an ordinary high-grade spirit weapon, and he had never heard of such a powerful low-level rune.

Since this talisman is so precious, there are not many people on the other party, as long as they attack again, they will definitely be able to kill the other party here. Thinking of this, Xiao Songyuan immediately pinched the trick again, and the white light blade flashed out again.

Seeing that the opponent's attack appeared again, Qin Fengming, who was already calm in his heart, was not in a hurry, and hundreds of talismans flew out again, intercepting the opponent's attack.

At first sight, Xiao Songyuan was furious, tried his best to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and sacrificed two secret techniques again in succession. But to his disappointment, the middle-aged monk on the opposite side seemed to be unable to use up the talisman, and under the attack of a large number of talismans, two powerful attacks were intercepted by the other party.