At this time, there were nearly two to three hundred monks in the valley. Most of the monks were standing far away and did not approach the eight stone steps.
The four of them, Tang Furen, stood at a distance, looking at the stone steps solemnly. They did not step forward, nor did they say anything to Qin Fengming.
The old man put away the magic weapon, looked at the stone steps in front of him for a moment, and after whispering a few words with the four monks beside him, his face became condensed, his body moved, and he flew up the stone steps in front of him.
.
"Ah!~~" A cry of surprise suddenly sounded when the old man flew directly above the stone steps.
I saw the old man's figure falling suddenly and uncontrollably in the air, landing solidly on the first step of the stone steps.
Before anyone could react, a layer of red light suddenly appeared around the old man, and a hot aura suddenly emerged.
On the stone steps, there is an extremely powerful air restriction. Although the magic weapon is not affected by the restriction, it is difficult for the monks to leap on it. What is even more shocking to everyone is that there is an extremely powerful force in the restriction.
Fire energy attack.
Although no fire bombs or fire blades were revealed, the red light still made everyone feel frightened.
The people standing nearby flew backwards quickly as the old man screamed, fearing that the hot energy would escape and hurt themselves.
The old man who climbed the stone steps faced the scorching heat. His originally black face suddenly revealed a layer of crimson. His whole body flashed with energy, and an ice-covered wall appeared in an instant.
But what made his expression suddenly change was that the ice cover he used only existed for two breaths before it shattered with a crisp sound.
"No!" With an exclamation, the black-faced old man suddenly swayed and tried to retreat from the stone steps.
What frightened him was that right behind him, a thick wall blocked him. With a collision, the black-faced old man was thrown directly onto the fifth step.
"Stab!~~" Several fiery red bolts suddenly flashed out from all around and shot towards the old man.
The old man's face was already frightened. I don't know whether he was unable to react due to the restraint just now, or because he was afraid of fire energy attacks. At this time, the old man's face was extremely distorted, and fear flashed in his eyes.
But in the end, the cultivator at the peak of Huaying, facing several flaming horses, at the critical moment, he still used the body-protecting spiritual light and released a shield at the same time.
What made his complexion change drastically was that the red streaks that hit the shield did not dissipate. Instead, they turned into a layer of flames with a crackling sound, wrapping the entire shield in it.
Before the old man could make another move, his protective spiritual light was already covered by several flaming red swords.
Amidst a piercing sound, the old man's body-protecting aura only lasted for two breaths before being destroyed by a layer of flames. The hot red flames flashed and enveloped the old man.
Amidst the screams, a dignified monk at the peak of the late stage of transforming into an infant fell on the stone steps. Even Dan Ying could not escape.
A burst of forbidden fluorescence flashed, and the stone steps that had just been exposed to danger returned to calm.
Seeing what happened on the stone steps just now, all the monks present took a breath.
Such a powerful fire attribute attack is no different from the attacks of monks of the same level, and the power seems to exceed them. Like the old man just now, no one can survive without many means to resist the fire attribute energy attack.
"Giggle, giggle, Jiuxiao Mountain is open, but they don't dare to enter. They are really a bunch of timid and fearful people. Please get out of the way of me quickly so as not to block my path."
Just when everyone was looking at each other, not knowing what to do in front of the nine empty stone steps, suddenly a ray of light shot from the distance. At the same time, a cold, unscrupulous female cultivator's voice rang out.
Although the female nun's words seemed very arrogant, when people heard them, they felt their spirits were shaken and they were extremely helpful. It was like swallowing an ice ball in the heat, and it was so smooth.
Following the voice, everyone saw a colorful ray of light shooting out from a distance. After a circle, the light faded away, revealing a very beautiful female nun in her twenties.
This female cultivator has a pink face and peach blossom face, and her face is as handsome as anyone else. Her pair of almond eyes are soul-catching, and her skin is so pink that it seems to ooze water with just a slight touch. Her figure is supple and seems to be able to
Dancing with the wind. Just in terms of appearance and temperament, even Li Ning and Lan Xueer seem to be slightly different from them.
With the appearance of this female cultivator, all the monks present felt a sense of wanting to kneel down and worship her.
At this time, the female cultivator suddenly appeared, and the place where there had been noisy discussions just now suddenly became quiet.
It was okay not to look at this female cultivator, but when he looked at this beautiful woman, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed dramatically.
After gazing with both eyes, he grasped the dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield with his hands. At the same time, the magic formula surged in his body, and Xuantian Microstep could be used at any time.
The female cultivator who appeared was none other than the separated soul of the Yin Luo Holy Master who had crossed paths with Qin Fengming.
Looking at the aura of the female cultivator in front of her, in just over a hundred years, she had already restored her cultivation to the late stage of infant transformation.
Although he was only in the late stage of transforming into an infant, Qin Fengming knew that the divided soul of this Holy Lord was difficult to measure with the strength of an ordinary monk. When he had just escaped from trouble, with his initial strength of transforming into an infant, he could easily transform several people into
Beheaded by monks in the middle stage of infancy.
With such strength, Qin Fengming couldn't even imagine how powerful his methods would be when he returned to the late stage of transforming into an infant. Seeing the separated soul of Holy Lord Yin Luo, he couldn't help but think of Ling Yi who was far away in the land of the ghost world.
, I wonder how she is doing now?
"Fellow Daoist Ke, this female cultivator is extremely difficult to deal with. If you encounter her in the future, it's best to avoid her at a distance. Even if you can't, don't fight her head-on. She is so powerful that only the Transforming Infant cultivator can force her to do so.
Resist." Holy Lord Yin Luo, who loves you, did not turn around and look at the people around him. Qin Fengming was also slightly relieved. He moved his lips slightly and directly transmitted the message to Ke Xingxin and the others.
After hearing Qin Fengming's message and seeing his solemn expression, Ke Xingxin and the other two looked at each other. No one said anything in reply, but nodded solemnly.
The three of them had seen Qin Fengming's methods with their own eyes, and the person who could be reminded so solemnly by him was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Huh, who are you, junior? You dare to speak rude words in front of so many great monks like us. You really don't know how to live or die."
Just when the female cultivator revealed her figure, a man who came with the old man who had just fallen on the stone steps suddenly spoke sharply and looked at the female cultivator with a look of anger.
"Keke, I want to see who doesn't know whether to live or die."
Following a cold word, the beautiful female cultivator did not make any move, she just raised her jade hand, and a ball of colorful rays of light flashed out. Just when everyone present was dazzled by the colorful rays of light, a white
The skeletal palm suddenly shot out from the glow. The cold aura filled the air, and the majestic pressure of energy suddenly appeared.
He struck hard at the monk who spoke more than two hundred feet away.
The skeletal palm just flashed, and the space energy fluctuated, and then disappeared without a trace.
"Ah, no!" Everyone was not an ordinary monk. When they saw the other party's methods, they immediately used the escape light to avoid it.
But before the monk at the Peak of Transforming Infants who just spoke could move his body, his body was surrounded by a cloud of rays of light, and it was even more difficult for him to move at all.
