Suddenly hearing Fairy Fei Feng's exclamation, Qin Fengming's heart started to tremble.＿﹏亚＞文吧w·
Of course he knew what kind of place Shouxian Mountain was. Although he still didn't know much about Shouxian Mountain until now, he did know Kong Xiaofeng, a disciple of Shouxian Mountain.
And he had personally seen Kong Xiaofeng perform the secret technique of Chaos Tian Jue.
The secret technique of Chaos Tian Jue is derived from the innate magical power of the divine beast Zhulong. Although it is a derivative, there is no doubt about its power.
However, at the beginning, Kong Xiaofeng was only a monk in the late stage of transforming into an infant, and the Chaotic Heaven Technique he used was not as powerful as it was at this time, which could take away more than a dozen magic weapons sacrificed by countless monks.
Although there were huge differences between the two, Qin Fengming was immediately convinced that the huge whirlpool in front of him was definitely from the same secret technique as the Chaos Heaven Technique that Kong Xiaofeng had used.
"Explode!" Seeing that his two powerful weapons were about to disappear, Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes and suddenly blurted out a curse.
As the curse sounded, a dull roaring sound suddenly resounded from the huge whirlpool.
The majestic explosion suddenly appeared, and the huge whirlpool finally stagnated. Under the emergence of a powerful force that was difficult to suppress, the huge whirlpool immediately collapsed.
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Qin Fengming's decisiveness would naturally not stop there. Under the urgent urging of his spiritual thoughts, he self-destructed the two powerful weapons into the huge whirlpool without any hesitation.
As the whirlpool collapsed, dozens of magic weapons whose light condensation was greatly unstable were reappeared on the scene.
"Hey, I'm a very decisive and ruthless person, and I didn't hesitate to self-destruct my magic weapon. But if you don't have the help of these magic weapons, let's see how you can stop me from using my secret skills."
The huge vortex shattered, and a small figure reappeared above the tall stone platform.
He glanced at Qin Fengming, who was retreating at the back of the crowd, and spoke with a cold look on his face.
Although there was nothing too surprising about Qin Fengming's two attacks, it still made this ghost cultivator feel that it was difficult to fully use his methods.
Previously in the ghostly mist, this ghost cultivator was clearly aware that the red and blue sword that appeared out of thin air contained a powerful restraint effect on the ghost's secret technique. But at this moment, his secret technique had not yet been revealed.
After it was fully used, the magic weapon was directly detonated by the opponent.
Just when everyone was taking back their badly damaged magic weapons in their hands, the ghost cultivator who appeared had already made a hand seal with his hands, and a dark mist suddenly condensed around him.
In just an instant, a huge solid black ball of two to three feet was suspended on the stone platform. Ya﹏﹎文>>8﹍w-w`w=.|·y-a`w-e`n`8-.
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Before anyone could launch an attack, the black ball suddenly flashed out black threads that looked like silk.
Although the silk threads are only a few feet long, they are densely packed. Even if everyone looks at them, it is difficult to know how many there are. The black silk threads are shaking and seem to have no toughness at all. It seems that as long as you touch it with your hands,
It can be cut off.
Faced with such a weird secret technique from the opponent, the five aggregation monks, with solemn expressions, also made secret techniques one after another to activate the secret technique they relied on most.
Everyone's experience against the enemy is definitely high. Of course, they know that this wave of attacks from the opponent is already difficult to interrupt. What they can do at this moment is to ensure that they don't lose first, and then look for opportunities to attack the opponent.
Although Guan Huo lost an arm, for a monk in the late stage of aggregation, this kind of injury was not too fatal. But just when the mana surged in his body and he was about to use his secret technique, a sound
The sound transmission has already entered his ears:
"Guan Huo, you have entered the top level of Wanjian Tower. The fight at this time is already detrimental to you."
The several-foot-tall Wanjian Tower flashed onto the scene again, and Luo Tai's figure had already stood at the top of the tall tower.
Although the Wanjian Tower no longer has the Bee Sword, it is still a powerful weapon that can compete with imitation spiritual treasures.
At this time, Guan Huo naturally would not refuse. Faced with the strange ghost cultivator, he was already frightened in his heart.
With his figure flashing, Guan Huo suddenly shot towards the tall sword tower. Under the flash of yellow light, Guan Huo disappeared on the spot.
Just when Guan Huo was about to enter the Ten Thousand Sword Tower, he turned his head and looked at where Qin Fengming was, and a fierce aura appeared in his eyes.
Qin Fengming, who was focusing on the ghost cultivator with all his strength, did not notice Guan Huo's unkind gaze.
Facing that weird ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming no longer dared to have any other thoughts. Although the two sides only exchanged two blows, this ghost cultivator gave him a more disappointing feeling than any other cultivator he had faced before.
He felt depressed.
Just when Guan Huo entered the Wanjian Tower, two terrifying pressures suddenly appeared on the spot that made Qin Fengming wary.
In a ball of bright rays of light, a lotus platform flashing red light was revealed, burning with scorching flames, seeming to distort the surrounding void. The Feifeng Fairy sat on the lotus platform, making it appear more solemn and sacred.
"An imitation of the twelfth-grade lotus platform!" Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel greatly moved when he suddenly saw this magic weapon offered by Feifeng Fairy. The name of a spiritual treasure suddenly appeared in his mind.
Qin Fengming also knows a little bit about the Chaos Spirit Treasure List.
Although he has not memorized all the chaotic spiritual treasures in the world, he still has some understanding of the most famous ones among them.
According to legend, the twelve-grade lotus platform was the first lotus seeds conceived by chaos when the world was first born. Later, after being refined by powerful men, four lotus seeds were born.
They are the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit; the twelfth-grade Fire Red Lotus of Karma; the twentieth-grade Black Lotus of Destruction of the World; and the twelfth-grade White Lotus of Pure World.
These four lotus terraces can be said to be the existence of chaotic spiritual treasures.
At this time, the lotus platform offered by Feifeng Fairy was obviously an imitation of the twelfth-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus in the Four Lotus Platforms Lingbao.
On the other side, Xu Qinglin's green light flashed wildly in front of him. Under the majestic pressure, a huge blue flag flag measuring two to three feet suddenly appeared.
Amidst the wild flash of green light, a huge flag suddenly rolled up, completely covering his entire figure.
Suddenly seeing the banner displayed, Qin Fengming's heart moved again. Xu Qinglin's banner magic weapon was obviously an imitation of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
As the flags were rolling, a rumbling sound of waves suddenly resounded. A majestic water-attribute aura suddenly appeared around Xu Qinglin, completely submerging his entire body in the water.
included in it.
"An imitation of the Shura Flag!" Seeing Xu Qinglin sacrifice the magic weapon, Qin Fengming once again flashed a chaotic spiritual treasure in his heart.
The two peak convergence monks took action with two imitations of the Chaos Spiritual Treasures, which gave Qin Fengming a new understanding of the spiritual world monks.
