Seeing the Soul-Eating Beast swallowing the black ball, Qin Fengming felt extremely nervous. He knew clearly that at this time, the Soul-Eating Beast did not have such strength.
After the soul-eating beast devoured the black ball in which Master Beidou's soul was transformed, it immediately became violent. Its belly continued to bulge, and its expression looked extremely painful. At the same time, its body continued to roll in the air, as if it was desperately suppressing some violent energy in the body.
generally.
With the current strength of the soul-eating beast, it is unable to forcibly absorb the soul energy of the monks in the infant stage.
When the soul-eating beast sucked the soul of the azure beast, its soul strength was greatly reduced. This time it was different. It was obvious that the energy of the soul stored in the round bead was extremely powerful.
Qin Fengming was unsure whether Beidou Master's attack could be absorbed by the Soul-Eating Beast.
At this time, the soul-eating beast was fighting endlessly with the group of spirits in its body by virtue of its own soul-eating talent. No one else could help at all, and it could only rely on its own magical power to resolve this crisis.
Qin Fengming turned around and saw that the little black man was looking at the Soul-eating Beast in astonishment. His expression was also full of shock, consternation and disbelief. He could clearly see that the Soul-Eating Beast only had level three or four cultivation levels. How dare he
Directly swallowing the energy body condensed by his own infant soul.
Seeing the other party in such a state, knowing that his confidence and vigilance were not concentrated, Qin Fengming snorted coldly in his heart, and immediately waved his hands continuously, and pulled out a handful of talismans.
In an instant, fire bombs, ice bombs, and wind blades came all around the little black man, and the sound of explosions was heard in succession. In just one cup of tea, he threw out more than a thousand talismans.
Under the attack of so many talismans, Beidou Master's spirit, which had already lost a lot of energy, was even worse. He frantically injected the power of his spirit into the protective shield around his body, and the power of his spirit was lost so quickly that he was filled with powerlessness.
The feeling of relief suddenly fell from the joy of being out of trouble into a bottomless abyss.
The attacking power of thousands of talismans is beyond description in words. The soul shield around Master Beidou was finally overwhelmed and burst with a 'crack' sound.
Numerous fire bombs and ice bombs swarmed in and exploded around him. Master Beidou, who was in the realm of infant transformation, was able to escape from the hands of the monks in the convergence stage with his strength in the intermediate stage of infant transformation. Now he fell to the low level.
Under the talisman, not even a trace of soul could escape.
Seeing that Master Beidou's remnant soul was finally gone, Qin Fengming suddenly became calm and slumped on the ground. Such a powerful enemy actually fell into his hands. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he felt no secret of joy in his heart.
At this time, on a high mountain above a desolate continent without sun, moon and stars, there was a magnificent hall. At this time, a person was sitting on a high chair in the middle of the hall. He was talking about something with several people standing below.
Qin Fengming must have been shocked when he saw this person at this time, because he was almost exactly the same as the human form transformed by the remnant soul of Master Beidou. Just when the remnant soul of Master Beidou died, the man's heart was twitching, and his face changed slightly.
"Sir, is there anything wrong?" A white-faced man standing below asked after seeing this situation.
"It's nothing. It seems that the ray of soul I left behind in the human world was destroyed by others. It's nothing serious. It's just a residual soul." The man sitting above said calmly.
"In a hundred years, there will be a cross-border battle that occurs once every 150,000 years. By then, my subordinates will definitely find the person who killed the remaining soul of the master and kill him."
"This matter is not urgent. What I have ordered you to do must be prepared very early. We must not fall behind Zixiao."
"Don't worry, sir, my subordinates will do their best and prepare as soon as possible..."
Qin Fengming had no idea about all this. He was staring at the Soul-eating Beast with both eyes at the moment. Although Master Beidou's remnant soul had perished, the energy of the soul devoured by the Soul-Eating Beast was still furious and had not weakened at all.
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At this time, the little yellow beast's hair was exploding, and it looked very scary. Its eyes were wide open, its belly was bulging, and it was rolling in the air.
Time passed little by little. The soul-eating beast was originally transformed from the soul of the Yin-eating beast. The Yin-eating beast was born with the supernatural power of absorbing the souls. The soul-eating beast transformed by the secret method was even better at this magical power. It was born to be the nemesis of souls. Although
Qin Fengming knew this very well, but he was still extremely worried.
Finally, half an hour later, the little yellow beast finally stopped rolling, its body no longer bulged, and returned to its original state, but it looked very weak and listless.
It seems that the soul-eating beast finally succeeded in suppressing the ball of soul energy. But it also paid a heavy price. However, these costs cannot be compared with the benefits it will get from refining the ball of soul energy in the future.
When Qin Fengming saw that the little beast finally saved the day, he was immediately overjoyed. He took the little yellow beast back into the soul-eating banner and let it practice well inside. When the soul-eating beast completely refines the mass of soul, its strength will definitely reach a higher level. You must know that the round
The ball is transformed by the soul of the monk who transformed into an infant.
At this time, Qin Fengming was filled with joy. Although he tried his best, he finally killed Master Beidou's soul. Although he lost more than a thousand talismans and self-destructed four spiritual weapons, his gains were not small.
Not only has Master Beidou inherited all of it, but he also knows that his cave contains his cultivation experience and many treasure materials. This is what any monk dreams of. It’s just that his current cultivation level is too low and he has no treasure in front of him, but he still has it.
Unable to get.
He made up his mind to return to the Luoxia Sect this time to use the shortest time to break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period and strive to succeed in building the foundation as soon as possible. By then, he can practice more advanced techniques and his strength will be further improved.
The matter of the 'Ancient Battlefield' is also something that has always been on his mind. Although he knows a little bit, it is not very detailed. He only knows that the 'Ancient Battlefield' is opened every two to three hundred years. At that time, several countries around it
Many monks will be sent into it, but they still have little idea of what it is like.
After resting in the cave for two hours, Qin Fengming stood up, put away the Four Symbols Hunyuan Formation, took up the Huntian Halberd, and headed towards the Luoxia Sect.
The journey was uneventful. After nearly a month of traveling, Qin Fengming finally returned to the Luoxia Sect.
On the way back, every time he passed through a market, he would go there to look for some classics about rumors about the world of immortality. Along the way, he already had several classics with him. On the way, he didn't have time to check. He had to go back to the sect,
Settle down and study carefully.
Returning to the Luoxia Sect, after arriving at the Foreign Affairs Pavilion, he went straight to Yunque Peak. He needed to inform the senior officials of the sect about the upcoming opening of the ancient battlefield.
Arriving in front of the main hall of Deyunque Peak, he saw two disciples standing on either side. Qin Fengming did not dare to cross, so he bowed and said, "Two junior brothers, I have something important to do and need to meet with the sect leader. Please let me know."
The two gatekeeper disciples actually knew Qin Fengming, probably because Qin Fengming had a lot of limelight at the beginning. Although he disappeared in recent years and did not often appear in the Luoxia Sect, his reputation was so great that he was still familiar to many low-level disciples.
.Seeing his arrival, everyone seemed very enthusiastic:
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Qin. I don't know if there is something urgent that needs to be met with the Sect Master. Can you tell us so that we can convey the message to the Sect Master."
"This matter is of great importance. Forgive me for not being able to say it clearly. What I am talking about is a major matter of concern to our sect. Only when I meet the sect master can I explain it clearly. I hope that the two junior brothers will also understand it." Qin Fengming looked serious.
He would never tell the truth without the approval of the sect.
The two disciples looked at each other and then at Qin Fengming. Seeing his serious look, they nodded to each other. One stretched out his hand and took out a transmission note, activated it with spiritual power, and the light of the transmission note shone brightly. He whispered a few words to the transmission note.
In a sentence, with a wave of his hand, a ray of light flew towards the main hall.
