The second thousand and sixty-eighth chapters of God's eyes
Facing the red mist, Qin Fengming not only did not have the slightest fear of exposure, but instead couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart. The look in his eyes could not help but surprise even the Venerable Poison Saint from a distance.
This red mist is what the Venerable Poison Saint is famous for. The mist is so sinister that even if the Ghost King monk is contaminated in the slightest, his whole body will be instantly drawn into a mummy, and it has the effect of devouring spiritual consciousness. If the spiritual consciousness enters it, it will
Swallowed directly by the fog.
What makes the monks even more frightened is that the red mist has the effect of dissolving the monk's magic power. It seems to be able to absorb the energy of the five elements from the monk's body.
When Venerable Poison Saint was still in the middle stage of the Ghost Lord, there were already several late-stage Ghost Lords and peak cultivators who fell into the red mist.
Later, when he advanced to the realm of aggregation, the effect of this fog became even more powerful. Even if a monk of the same level fell into it, it would be difficult to escape. Although he would not fall easily, he would definitely not feel comfortable either.
Such a powerful mist is also the origin of the name Venerable Poison Saint.
This poisonous mist was not something that Venerable Poison Saint refined by himself, and the reason why he was able to obtain such a strange and poisonous thing was because of his chance.
When Venerable Poison Saint was still in the early stage of Ghost King, he once broke into an ancient monk's cave, and the cave was sealed with these red mist.
In a book in the cave, Venerable Poison Saint knew that this red mist was not an ordinary thing, but was called Ghost Nether Mist. And it was not something from the ghost world, but something from the ghost world.
It comes from the Nine Netherworld Abyss in the real ghost world.
Although this mist has been mixed with impurities and is much inferior to the real ghost mist, its power is still extremely powerful.
Originally, the ghostly gloomy mist was a trap set by the ancient monk, and the only possibility for those who entered it was to perish. But the Venerable Poison Saint was lucky and did not fall into the poisonous mist.
He was able to escape death because he had an adventure when he was young. During an expedition, he was framed by his companions and fell into the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, where he was bitten by the poisonous monster insects.
Unexpectedly, instead of dying, he actually consumed a strange spiritual fruit in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave.
The spiritual fruit was very effective. Not only did his symptoms of poisoning disappear, but his body contained a strange toxic energy that made him immune to all poisons.
Not even the ghostly poison had any impact on it.
With this opportunity, he not only obtained the ghost's sinister poisonous mist and refined it, but also obtained the ancient ghost's mantle, allowing his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, and he advanced to the realm of aggregation in one fell swoop.
At this time, facing the three people and the undisclosed magic circle, Venerable Poison Saint, who has always been alert, resorted to his method of becoming famous.
Although Venerable Poison Saint is powerful and difficult to deal with, he is not a body-refining cultivator, so Qin Fengming's attack just now made him shocked and fearful.
Facing the powerful soul power that could almost imprison his body, Venerable Poison Saint was also frightened.
The soul power was so powerful that it felt difficult to resist.
He really couldn't understand that the young monk was indeed just a person in the late stage of Ghost Lord, but the soul power energy revealed by that blow was much stronger than his own. If the other party hadn't stopped,
He did not move forward to continue the attack.
It's hard to say that he is really in danger of falling here.
Qin Fengming's blow shocked Venerable Poison Saint so much that he put away his previous contempt.
Facing the rapid surge of red mist, Qin Fengming's expression was calm and his eyes were extremely bright. Under the rapid surge of magic power in his body, Ding Jia Shield and Qing Yan Sword Shield were activated.
At the same time, a dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield also blocked his face.
In just a few seconds, the red mist completely filled the area for several miles.
As soon as they suddenly fell into the red mist, the two great monks Zhuang Daoqin and Ke Xingxin felt a warning sign in their hearts. They felt a corrosive force coming towards them, and their bodies were covered in fiery red, clinging to the body shield.
The mana in the body seemed to be absorbed by tiny straws and began to flow into the surrounding red mist.
Although it is not rapid, if it lasts for a long time, it will definitely be fatal.
When the two people's consciousness just left the body, the two of them were even more frightened. As soon as the huge consciousness came into contact with the red mist, it was immediately sucked in by it and disappeared, making it difficult to recover any trace.
A cultivator without spiritual consciousness may not even be as good as a blind mortal.
Lifeless, a figure invisible to the naked eye suddenly approached Qin Fengming and the others. The speed was not very fast. It seemed like he was strolling in the courtyard. He stood more than a hundred feet away from the three of them, and then stopped.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Two extremely slight sounds of piercing the air suddenly resounded. The sound of piercing the air was extremely slight to begin with, and after the red mist weakened, it became even more difficult to hear.
Covered by mist, the two attacks containing majestic energy did not reveal much energy fluctuations.
Under the cover of the red mist, two faint red rays of light were seen, carrying this majestic energy of heaven and earth, shooting towards Zhuang Daoqin at an extremely fast speed.
"Master, two attacks from the left front direction."
As soon as a sound was heard, Zhuang Daoqin and Ke Xingxin did not hesitate at all. They each activated their magic weapons and struck and blocked in that direction.
With a flash of golden light, two giant golden axes as big as fans appeared in front of Zhuang Daoqin, covering his entire body. As the magic weapon in Ke Xingxin's hand danced, dozens of swords that were two to three feet long suddenly appeared.
The light shot out and shot towards somewhere in the front left.
Qin Fengming had previously sent a message asking the two of them to enter the Xuanyin Blood Transformation Formation, but none of them agreed.
They didn't believe that Qin Fengming alone could go against the gathering monk.
Qin Fengming did not force this. Of course he knew what his master meant, so he sent a message telling the two of them that if they fell into the fog, they could just listen to his message and attack.
Although Zhuang Daoqin and Zhuang Daoqin were puzzled by what Qin Fengming said, they knew it was not the time to delve deeper.
"Bang! Bang!" With two loud noises, the two giant axes were knocked back. Although it was only a roll, it was enough to shock Zhuang Daoqin to the extreme.
"Hey, you actually know where I am? How is this possible?" With a soft sigh, Venerable Poison Saint swayed and had already dodged the attacks of more than a dozen sword lights that flashed towards him.
"Hmph, you just want to capture us in the fog, but you think too highly of yourself." A blue light flashed in his eyes, and the excitement in Qin Fengming's heart could no longer be suppressed.
This is the first time he has used it in actual combat since he successfully cultivated his spiritual clear eyes.
This made countless powerful people in the upper world yearn for the extraordinary divine eyes and supernatural powers, and they were not disappointed.
Faced with the poisonous mist in which the divine consciousness had no effect at all, the Lingqing Divine Eye showed its powerful effect as soon as it was used. Under the scanning of the Divine Eye, the fog in front of him seemed to not exist at all. Every move of Venerable Poison Saint
, there is no hiding in front of God’s eyes.
"Damn it, I don't believe it. Within this powerful mist, you can still block my next attack." Although I don't know why the other party discovered his attack, Venerable Poison Saint will not give up just yet.
Following the sound of his words, the red mist all over his body was seen rushing out again. At the same time, with his hands quickly making seals, spells were spit out from his mouth, and he actually began to perform some powerful secret technique.
Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming's face darkened, and a voice transmission sounded quickly.
As the sound transmission fell, a buzzing sound suddenly resounded through the red mist.
Qin Fengming and the three of them actually started to use their own powerful attacks at the same time, and began to violently bombard in a certain direction. In an instant, they saw the long and dark swords that covered the sky and the sun shooting out, and the black horses slashed towards them.
In front of him, hundreds of colorful sword blades swept out.
"Junior can indeed find me, I really underestimate you three."
A sound of words without much waves rang out, and the figure under the attack suddenly blurred and disappeared without a trace.
Hundreds of powerful attacks whizzed past without even touching it.
"Squeak! Squeak!~~~" A strange chirping sound of insects that sent chills all over the body disappeared into the distance with the attack of the three people, and suddenly resounded in the surrounding areas. Then there was a burst of buzzing sound.
The sound of singing immediately reached everyone's ears.
"Ah, no, there are hundreds of thousands of poisonous insects. Master, Master Ke, please enter the magic circle quickly. These poisonous insects are no match for you."
As soon as there was a squeak, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed, and he even forgot to use the sound transmission.
