The Ghost Lord monk is already considered a powerful person. △￠In the realm of ghosts, there are more than hundreds of thousands of spiritually intelligent monks, but among them, the Ghost Lord monk is less than one in a hundred.
With the wisdom of everyone, they naturally know the purpose of Gui Luo's move just now.
When they saw the Gui Luo who had always followed the leader of the group and was in the middle stage of convergence, they all ran away. Whether it was the Guijun monks or the hundreds of ghostly handsome monks present, they were all frightened and filled with deep hatred in their hearts.
Afraid of the gathering of mid-level monks on the other side, Gui Luo abandoned his subordinates and ran away.
Except for Lang Yuan and the three ghost king peak cultivators, no one had ever seen Gui Luo and Qin Fengming fight with their own eyes.
Suddenly he saw Gui Luo, who was in the middle stage of gathering, and it was just an encounter. He flew away and fled, abandoning everyone. Everyone was also puzzled. They didn't know why Gui Luo was still in a hurry when the other party was only one person at this time.
get away.
However, all the ghost-shuai monks are very smart people. As for what Lang Yuan said, gathering everyone's strength to retreat is nothing more than wanting to use everyone as cannon fodder to resist the dangers encountered along the way.
But faced with such a situation, everyone knew that this matter was not good for everyone, so they had no choice but to act together.
Everyone has personally experienced the dangers encountered on the journey. At the beginning, there were nearly a thousand comrades, but now there are only about a hundred people left. Just thinking about it makes everyone's back feel cold.
Without any hesitation, everyone nodded and agreed with what Lang Yuan said.
As for waiting for Gui Luo to return, almost no one thinks so. Even if Gui Luo wins in the end, it is definitely not a good thing for everyone. Maybe the threat is greater than if everyone acts together at this time.
Facing the three great monks of Lang Yuan, if we gather the strength of everyone, we can still fight against the three of them. If we face Gui Luo, then everyone will have no choice but to obey orders and be slaughtered.
After just a few breaths, hundreds of ghost cultivators, led by Lang Yuan's three ghost king peak cultivators, quickly left the altar and stopped outside the red wall.
Scanning with their spiritual consciousness, everyone did not notice the two gathering monks who had left earlier, but after a brief identification, they quickly left in one direction without much hesitation.
Although Qin Fengming and Gui Luo's escape skills were astonishing, there were still some traces to be traced in the red mist surrounding them as they quickly left.
As several rays of sword light shot away, Gui Luo, who was escaping quickly using strange movements, was finally blocked by Qin Fengming in a mountain valley.
"Junior, don't go too far. I'm not afraid of you. No matter how powerful your methods are, once you get here, you can't easily leave this area. If you and I join forces, we can leave this so-called burial place of immortals.
It’s only slightly possible.”
After waving his hand to resist several powerful sword beams, Gui Luo turned around, looked at Qin Fengming with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice.
"Hmph, it's a good idea to ask Qin to help you leave this place. With your ghost cultivators' abilities, you can enter this place. Qin is absolutely sure to leave here alone. Maybe Qin thinks the scenery here is good.
I might as well just stay here, but leaving you to wait for ghost cultivators is of no use."
After hearing what Gui Luo said, Qin Fengming paused for a moment and instantly understood what Gui Luo was referring to.
When he was destroying the magic circle that imprisoned the spirits, Qin Fengming of course discovered that there were thousands of ghost cultivators, but just now, there were only more than a hundred people left. Based on this alone, he already knew that this journey would be a success.
Come on, the dangers encountered by the ghost cultivators in the ghost network are extremely powerful.
Of course Qin Fengming would not do it to seek skin from a tiger.
No matter how dangerous this place is, he will never turn enemies into friends with Gui Luo and face the dangers of this place together.
"I don't know whether to live or die. If that's the case, I will send you to the underworld."
As a person in the middle stage of the reunion, Gui Luo was very afraid of Qin Fengming, but he was not so afraid that he couldn't control himself. Seeing Qin Fengming's answer so simply, he naturally knew that the union between the two parties was impossible, and he looked angry and spoke.
With one click, the natal magic weapon flashed out.
With a flash in the wind, a strange magic weapon with three skulls inlaid appeared in the air. In the flash, a black mist suddenly spurted out, and the strange magic weapon was instantly wrapped in it.
There was a frightening creaking sound, and in the black mist in the sky, three huge skulls with a height of ten feet were seen looming in it.
Gui Luo made a secret in his hand and pointed quickly in the air. Suddenly the three skulls separated, each carrying a black mist, and suddenly attacked Qin Fengming from three directions.
This frightening and natural thing can be seen to be an evil thing at a glance.
Seeing Gui Luo offering his natal magic weapon, Qin Fengming's expression also moved slightly. This was the first time he had seen such a natal magic weapon. It could be divided into three parts and each became one, as if it were a set of magic weapons.
Amidst the clicking sound, three huge skulls were wrapped in thick mist and flew in front of Qin Fengming. The black lights rose wildly, carrying a harsh whimpering sound. The three huge skulls opened and closed their huge mouths, and from the three
In the direction above, they directly surrounded and bitten them.
This attack from Guiluo's natal magic weapon can be said to be the most powerful attack among the several mid-stage convergence monks that Qin Fengming had encountered before. Except for the imitations of the Chaos Lingbao, it was the most powerful attack by its own magic weapon alone.
Based on this alone, it can be seen that Gui Luo has survived for more than two thousand years.
But Qin Fengming, who had fought with the cultivators at the top of the Convergence, would not be overly burdened when faced with Gui Luo's attack. His eyes flashed and his hands hurriedly waved out.
The three spiritual slashes turned into three huge multicolored arcs of light and bombarded towards the three huge skulls.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three muffled sounds suddenly echoed throughout the scene.
What made Qin Fengming's face turn cold was that the three huge skulls, faced with the three huge arcs of majestic power, opened their huge mouths without dodging, and directly swallowed the three arcs of light into the giant skull.
In the mouth.
There was a muffled roar, and there seemed to be a ferocious look in the huge skull's pair of giant eyes that flashed with green light, but as the giant mouth opened and closed, it still swallowed and extinguished three huge arc attacks.
"Hey, I do have some tricks up my sleeve."
Seeing the three skulls showing such power, Qin Fengming couldn't help but let out a sigh.
As he said this, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly glowed with colorful glow, and he disappeared immediately on the spot.
At this time, although Qin Fengming still could not fully understand the essence of teleportation, the speed of Xuantian Microstep was extremely fast based on his current cultivation level.
Although it is not as fast as the old man whose essence and blood condensed his soul in the sea of blood, it is still a bit more powerful.
With a loud bang, a giant fist wrapped in majestic blue mist flashed out, directly hitting a skull in front of him with a loud wail, and the black mist rolled, sweeping the huge skull towards the distance.
Flying away everywhere.
The power of Qin Fengming's Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique still did not disappoint him. He still had the slight upper hand against the opponent's natal magic weapon attack.
Qin Fengming had fought with the old man at the peak of the gathering, so he naturally knew how powerful his treasure-changing ghost refining technique was at this time. Although he could not compete with the imitation spirit treasure with this secret technique, it was still not much powerful for a monk in the middle stage of the gathering.
Danger exists.
After a successful attack, Qin Fengming did not continue to attack, but placed his finger between his eyebrows, and the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword appeared. In the blink of an eye, he was directly caught in his hand. His body was dazzled on the spot, and he saw
Blossoming sword lotuses flashed out and covered the three huge skulls.
The sword lotus flashed with red and blue light and instantly enveloped three huge skulls.
Amidst the loud banging sound, the thick mist surrounding the huge skull suddenly disappeared like smoke blown by the wind.
Under the wail of the huge skull, it was difficult to resist.
