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The second thousand three hundred and eighty-fifth chapters change

 When Qin Fengming stood in front of Wu Yin, Wu Yin's face suddenly became gloomy. He raised his hand and launched an energy attack with huge power without saying a word.

Facing Wu Yin's attack, Qin Fengming did not show the slightest fear and did not make the slightest move under his gaze.

What surprised Wu Yin was that the huge attack inspired by the secret technique only flashed and then suddenly dissipated with a loud roar a few feet in front of him.

The invisible huge confining power and murderous aura in the air did not even let the monks attack.

"Humph, you really don't know what is good or bad. Qin originally wanted to release you. From this point of view, it is the most appropriate thing for you to stay here." Qin Fengming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, and the runes that had been activated in his hand suddenly flashed.

And rise.

Under the flash of energy ripples, the powerful confining force surrounding Wu Yin not only did not disappear, but became even more powerful. With a buzzing sound, Wu Yin felt a sharp surge of slender energy around him.

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Before Wu Yin could think of resisting, slender energy had already invaded his body.

"Explode!" A soft sound suddenly erupted from Qin Fengming's mouth. Master Wuyin, who had been practicing for thousands of years and whose body was a golden toad, suddenly swelled up and then turned into pieces with a loud roar.

Flesh and blood, even Dan Ying could not escape and fell on the spot.

After collecting the magic weapon on the stone pillar, Qin Fengming walked directly towards the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect.

After using the runes several times, Qin Fengming finally had a deep understanding of the strange power of imprisonment. He deliberately rescued several other monks before coming to Wu Yin, in order to become familiar with the powerful power.

The ultimate confining power.

Although he was unable to deploy this powerful confinement force in a short period of time, Qin Fengming was able to use it even if he had to use it a little.

Seeing Wu Yin being directly killed by Qin Fengming on the spot, the expression of the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect suddenly changed.

"Boom!" But before he could react, a majestic and uncontrollable ferocious aura suddenly rose up in his body. As soon as this aura appeared, it directly invaded his Dantian, and then the magic power in his body was unavailable.

Control surged up, and a sense of madness suddenly emerged from his body.

There was a loud roar, and a majestic explosion power suddenly filled the surrounding area.

"Hmph, Fairy Yin, do you think you can kill Qin by asking a monk to blow himself up?" Qin Fengming stood on the spot without making any move. With the huge roar, he raised his head and looked.

Holy Lord Yinluo stood in the distance, and a cold sound came from his mouth.

The self-destruction of the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect did not cause any damage to Qin Fengming at all.

Under the strange and powerful confinement force, the extremely violent explosive energy only spread for more than ten feet in all directions before being annihilated by the confinement force in front of Qin Fengming.

From Qin Fengming's point of view, he could certainly see that the self-destruction of the spiritual body of the old man from the Spirit-Happy Sect was not his fault at all. Qin Fengming saw with his own eyes that Wu Yin and the old man from the Spirit-Happy Sect were staying next to Fairy Yinluo.

He seemed very respectful, and he knew without asking that at that time, Wu Yin and the others were controlled by Fairy Yin Luo.

When he saw him at this time, there was nothing else he could think about, so Qin Fengming looked directly at Holy Lord Yinluo and said.

"Kekeke, I don't want to do anything bad to you. I just want to relieve you from some troubles. Since I don't appreciate it, I can't blame you."

Holy Lord Yin Luo didn't care at all. She chuckled and moved suddenly. She raised her feet and actually took a step forward again.

But as she took this step, a fierce color suddenly appeared on her calm face, and a slight crackling sound also echoed on the spot.

The graceful figure of Saint Lord Yinluo actually trembled slightly involuntarily.

With her extremely solemn expression, she took several breaths before she could stabilize her body.

Seeing the expression of Holy Lord Yin Luo, Qin Fengming suddenly felt shocked. Although Holy Lord Yin Luo only moved forward three or four feet, the attack with the strange murderous aura that she endured made her

She couldn't resist it.

No wonder the four great monks at this time stood carefully and did not dare to take a step forward at will.

Three hours later, all fourteen monks who were besieged by the strange confinement force, except Wu Yin and the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect, were all rescued by Qin Fengming.

Everyone did not stay away, but stopped at the edge of the huge square, sitting cross-legged and meditating to adjust their condition.

These monks are all top-notch people in various continents. No one has any thoughts about the Chaos Spiritual Treasure towering above the main hall. Faced with an opportunity that is rare in ten thousand years, no one wants to give up.

And this is exactly what Qin Fengming had in mind.

Facing the four powerful people who were in front of the hall at this time, Qin Fengming believed that he was definitely no match for the four of them. If he wanted to get chestnuts from the fire, he would have to mess up the situation and he could grab the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

in hand.

This thought was exactly what the dozen monks at the edge of the square were thinking.

Qin Fengming had only just destroyed half of the thirty-six tall stone pillars. There were still more than a dozen stone pillars with powerful treasures standing on them.

Holding the magic weapons standing on the stone pillars, Qin Fengming was also very excited.

Even if he couldn't get the Chaos Spiritual Treasure this time, he had already gained a lot from just these thirty-six magic treasures.

Although these magic weapons have not been refined by him, with his knowledge of weapon refining, he can certainly roughly know their power. Any magic weapon is comparable to the Heaven-shaking Seal he is using at this time.

Qin Fengming gets excited just thinking about thirty-six magic weapons that are as high as the Heaven-turning Seal.

One day later, when Qin Fengming took the magic weapon on the last stone pillar into his arms, a shocking and huge roaring sound resounded on the spot. The thirty-six tall stone pillars suddenly shattered on Qin Fengming's chest.

before.

At the same time, under a crimson ray of light, the Chaos Spiritual Treasure suspended on the roof of the hall flew into the air with a ray of light.

"Hahaha, thank you Daoist Qin for breaking the thirty-six sealing pillars that imprisoned the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. I want this Spiritual Treasure."

As the Chaos Spirit Treasure shot away, a sound of wild laughter immediately resounded, and then a jet of black mist was seen shooting up, quickly following the Chaos Spirit Treasure that broke through the air.

"Fellow Sansha is too arbitrary. It's too early to make a conclusion at this time as to who got this spiritual treasure." A graceful humming sound was heard, and a graceful figure was wrapped in the colorful rays of light, and shot away after him.

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Motian didn't hesitate at all. Although he didn't reply, his movements were no slower than those of Sansha Saint and Yinluo Saint. He also escaped from the light and hurriedly chased away.

The nameless old man, however, focused his eyes and glanced at the Zhentian Palace. His face seemed to be flashing with thoughts, but after a moment, he also rushed towards the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

Without that murderous aura, the dozen or so late-stage infant transformation and peak cultivators present would no longer be afraid of anything. Facing a Chaos Spiritual Treasure that had only been seen in classics, the dozen or so cultivators present,

Jundu's eyes were red, and they were running magic formulas one after another, and began to perform escape techniques. They surrounded the Chaos Spiritual Treasure that was flying away from all directions.


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