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Facing the ninth-level fire spirit, Qin Fengming could no longer hide his clumsiness. The magic formula in his body was shaking rapidly, and Xuantian's slight steps were pushed to the extreme. With only a slight sway of his body, he arrived behind the sluggish old man.
The five-colored giant claw flashed and grabbed the dull old man's waist.
Although the soul-eating grab is a major effect in attacking the soul, it can only completely imprison the opponent. Only when the opponent is forced to get closer will the energy contained in it be effective. Even without the soul attack, the soul-eating grab is only powerful.
Physical attacks are enough to tear apart the body of a demon cultivator in the late stage of transformation.
"Huh!" What made Qin Fengming, who was full of confidence, speechless was that the soul-eating grab that he expected to hit with one hit actually missed this time. The fiery red figure in front of him actually dodged to the side amid the lightning and flint.
, existing on the spot is just an afterimage.
"Hmph, I am very impressed by this junior's methods. With such methods, are you a great monk in the late stage of Ghost Lord? But even if you are a great monk, you can't even think of escaping from my hands. I won't capture you today and make you a slave.
, I vow not to give up."
Suddenly seeing Qin Fengming's move, the red-faced old man standing in the distance suddenly moved in his heart. With a cold snort, he had already regarded him as a great monk in the late stage of Guijun, and put away his previous contempt.
Qin Fengming's heart was shocked when he missed a hit. This move could be said to have been calculated to the extreme.
Even if he is a late-stage master of Ghost Lord, he will never miss within such a distance.
But the red-faced old man with a slightly dull face in front of him escaped a powerful attack that he was bound to win at the last moment. His speed reminded him of the convergence realm who faced the dragon clan.
Ancestor.
With just a flash in his mind, Qin Fengming understood that as a fire spirit, in this place where the fire attribute was extremely abundant, its speed could no longer be judged by conventional methods.
No wonder the fire spirit in front of him said that he once seriously injured a late-stage Ghost Lord monk.
In this extremely hot environment, relying on the elusive and rapid movements of the Fire Spirit, let alone a late-stage Ghost Lord cultivator, even a person at the peak level would definitely be in trouble.
And if the temperature outside the body at this time were not guarded by the Soul-eating Ghost Fire, Qin Fengming was convinced that even the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue, a fire-attributed technique, would have been difficult to withstand.
Using his own skills to resist the scorching heat outside his body, the speed at which he consumes his own mana is absolutely astonishing.
Even a late-stage Ghost Lord cultivator would definitely not be able to resist for long while fighting and resisting the scorching heat outside.
Looking at the dull, red-faced old man in front of him, who was about ten feet away, Qin Fengming was extremely vigilant.
In this place with a strong fire attribute, the old fire spirit man on the opposite side hardly has to worry about his own mana. The mana he consumes can be replenished almost instantly. If you want to capture the opponent with a method that consumes the opponent's mana, it is already difficult to achieve success.
, the only way is to use your true strength to kill the opponent.
"This is just the beginning, we still don't know who will win." Qin Fengming's face turned slightly gloomy, and with a deep voice, Qin Fengming stared at the red-faced old man in the distance with bright eyes, without showing any signs of panic.
"I don't know whether to live or die, now let me, junior, know how powerful I am." As soon as he finished speaking, the sluggish red-faced old man standing ten feet away in front of him swayed and disappeared in an instant.
"Well done!" A red light flashed, and a figure had already arrived behind Qin Fengming. However, Qin Fengming, who had already covered the other person in his consciousness, was not surprised by the figure that flashed out. Instead, he shouted lowly.
Then I saw a sword blade flashing with red and blue light suddenly flash out. Just as the red flash appeared, the sword blade suddenly slashed down from the air.
"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly resounded on the spot.
Following the loud noise, a red light suddenly flashed out, and a scorching sun suddenly rose a few feet behind Qin Fengming, and a huge scorching energy that could almost destroy the world swept away towards the surroundings.
Qin Fengming, who was several feet away, was immediately involved in the huge explosion energy. Like a small boat in the ocean, it was instantly sucked into the whirlpool by the huge waves and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die. Since you don't know what is good or bad, let me give you a ride. If it weren't for this critical moment, I wouldn't have spent so much money to blow up my clone. Junior, you died when my clone blew up.
Come on, your life of cultivating immortality will not be wasted."
Seeing the extremely huge fire energy raging, the figure of the red-faced old man standing more than a hundred feet away blurred for a while, and he also shot out into the distance. When he flashed out again, he was already two hundred feet away.
The huge fire attribute energy swept towards the place where it stood. Although it was still extremely majestic, it was no longer able to harm it at all.
As he spoke, the red-faced old man's eyes were shining brightly, staring at the huge explosion in the distance that had not yet subsided. He was now very convinced that the young monk would not be able to escape this huge blow.
The Huolingxiao plant in the distance was in bloom once in ten thousand years. The red-faced old man didn't want to have any surprises. Moreover, he was a little surprised by the young man in front of him. This clone was an eighth-level
The fire wolf took the form of a giant claw and struck with such power that even the old man did not dare to resist.
The defensive power of the opponent's shield is really amazing.
And facing the opponent's attack just now, if he hadn't been standing far away and his spiritual consciousness had been locked on the opponent, the moment the opponent's body just moved, the clone would have been driven to the side by his spiritual thoughts. If the clone wanted to avoid that, it would make it move away.
The flash of colorful light that the heart feared so much was a blow that was really hard to describe.
It was with that earth-shattering blow that the red-faced old man made up his mind to sacrifice the clone that he had spent hundreds of years refining.
Because of the giant palm attack that flashed with colorful light, he felt like his soul was imprisoned even if he stood at a distance. Except for those great monks of the late Ghost Lord, he really couldn't think of anyone who could deliver such a powerful attack.
"Boom!~~" The huge explosion resounded throughout the sky, and the huge and extremely hot energy raged towards the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the rocks cracked and turned into powder. With the huge explosion, it swept around.
As the dazzling red light gradually dissipated, a huge pit that was more than ten feet deep and dozens of feet wide was revealed in the scene.
Looking at the huge pit in front of him, the young monk from before had disappeared without a trace.
"Oh, it's really a pity. If I can cultivate to the late stage of Ghost Lord, I must have a lot of precious treasures on my body. The damage was not saved in the explosion of the clone. It is really a waste of natural resources. But I can kill you with one blow.
It’s a pretty good result.”
The figure flashed, and standing on the edge of the huge pit, there was a red-faced old man and an old god. He looked at the scene in front of him with slight disappointment and murmured to himself.
Facing such a huge explosion of fire energy, even an old man who was trained as a fire spirit was in danger of falling. A mere human monk had no chance of survival. This point, in the heart of the red-faced old man
Very confident.
"It's a pity. If you have the means, you can use it again. As long as you can capture Qin, you can still get Qin's valuable treasures. However, Qin is not optimistic about whether you will survive."
Just as the old man was scanning the scene of the explosion, a calm voice suddenly sounded from hundreds of feet away. Following the voice, a young monk with no damage on his body appeared wrapped in a ball of green light.
