Qin Fengming's shouts really frightened the three people present.
As the demon cultivators of Wanling Valley, the three of them are very aware of Sikong Longtian's character. He always tells the truth and will hurt others if he doesn't like it at all.
Over thousands of years, countless monsters or human monks have fallen into their hands.
At this time, the young monk in front of him shouted so disrespectfully, which was really the same as seeking death on his own. At the same time, the old man surnamed Hong also secretly resented that Qin Fengming's move was nothing more than bringing the three of them with him.
At the beginning, the Valley Master asked three people to bring the monk surnamed Qin to the temple. Although he did not say that he was going to capture him, the implication was that.
At this time, the person who was supposed to be captured actually yelled and screamed. If the owner of the valley saw this, punishment would be inevitable.
Qin Fengming's move was definitely intentional.
At this point, he knew very well that it was absolutely impossible to resolve the crisis peacefully this time. In this case, it was better to act arbitrarily.
Maybe the Valley Master who is in the realm of gods will mistake him for being an ignorant person, and he will be taken advantage of by him due to carelessness. If this is the case, then it will not be difficult for him to leave the Valley of All Spirits.
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Of course, Qin Fengming also knew that this idea was wishful thinking. As an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he is naturally very thoughtful and it is difficult to deceive him when he acts like this.
"Hongyang, you didn't capture this junior. Do you think he dares to resist when facing the cultivators of Wanling Valley?" Not long after Qin Fengming's shouts fell, a rich male alto suddenly sounded from the tall cave.
Outgoing.
There was no anger in the tone of the words, but the meaning of the words caused the expressions of the old man surnamed Hong and the two beautiful female cultivators to change at the same time.
The figure flashed, and a thin, middle-aged monk appeared in front of the tall cave entrance.
As soon as this middle-aged monk appeared, Qin Fengming's eyes were fixed on him. The handsome appearance of this middle-aged monk was the only thing Qin Fengming had seen in his life. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a men's robe and had a rich voice, just by looking at him
Looking at his face, Qin Fengming would definitely think that this monk was a woman disguised as a man.
Although the monk looked to be over forty years old at this time, he was still so heroic that Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel good about him￠;.
Looking at the male cultivator in front of him, Qin Fengming really couldn't figure out why Sikong Yining had such an ugly face.
There was a bright light in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sudden movement in his heart.
"Reporting to the Valley Master, this monk named Qin did not resist..."
"Well, you don't need to say much. I will personally see what powerful means a human being can have who can capture my spiritual beast with one blow."
Before the old man surnamed Hong could reply, the handsome middle-aged man raised his arm and waved lightly, directly interrupting the old man surnamed Hong.
"You are the one who directly injured the old man's spirit beast. I give you two choices at this moment. One is to cut off one of your arms, and then sign a contract to work in a mineral deposit in my Wanling Valley for a thousand years, and then...
You can leave the Valley of All Spirits safely. The second is to let go of your hands and fight with me. As long as you can survive a cup of tea in my hands, you will naturally be able to leave the Valley of All Souls safely..."
Looking at Qin Fengming, the handsome middle-aged man's eyes flashed with fierceness. He didn't give Qin Fengming a chance to defend himself, and directly told him two paths for him to choose.
Qin Fengming would certainly not choose to cut off his arm, sign a contract and suffer for thousands of years. Therefore, without any hesitation, before the middle-aged man could finish his words, he had already spoken:
"Senior Sikong, this junior still has many things to do. Naturally, he cannot stay here for a thousand years. Therefore, this junior chooses to ask the senior for some skills and secrets."
Qin Fengming's words were heard by not only the three monks surnamed Hong, but also Sikong Longtian. Their eyes could not help but twinkle as they stared at the young monk in front of them with interest.
Sikong Longtian acted based on his preference. This time he showed up and did not directly kill Qin Fengming. It was also his retreat that made him feel the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck of the middle stage of spiritual communication.
As long as he takes the elixir and goes into seclusion for a hundred years, it will be entirely possible to further his cultivation.
Because of this, he heard that his spiritual beast had been injured, but did not directly order the murder of the perpetrator.
Seeing that Qin Fengming was so young and frail, even though it was rude to shout directly just now, Sikong Longtian was in a good mood, so he still planned to give Qin Fengming a way out, so he stated the first condition.
Suddenly, when he heard that the young man in front of him actually said something about fighting him, Sikong Longtian couldn't help but burst into weird laughter.
"Okay, very good. I haven't been on the Ice Island for many years. It seems that there are many young talents on the island. Well, I will teach you how to use your methods."
The laughter was horrifying, indescribably cold, as if the sound was violently attacking.
As he spoke these words, a cold breath suddenly swept over Qin Fengming's body.
There was no sign of this aura, as if it suddenly appeared out of thin air. As soon as it appeared, Qin Fengming felt as if his whole body had fallen into an extremely cold ice cave, and it felt as if his flesh and blood were frozen.
The mana surges in the body, trying its best to expel the physical discomfort.
Qin Fengming had fought with Sikong Yining before and knew some of the inaccuracies of his race's supernatural powers. Therefore, as soon as he came into contact with the coldness, he immediately moved and avoided the distance of several feet.
Being locked into the opponent's aura is definitely not a good thing.
Although he didn't know whether the opponent's cold aura was still powerful, Qin Fengming still dodged it quickly.
"Buzz!~~" A clear sound resounded from Qin Fengming's arms just as he dodged away. Although the sound was not loud, everyone present could still hear it.
Clearly.
Upon hearing this sound, Qin Fengming's expression was suddenly shocked.
As soon as he touched his hand in his arms, a Dharma plate suddenly appeared in his hand. The Dharma plate flashed fluorescently, and a faint light shone continuously.
Looking at the Dharma plate, Qin Fengming immediately showed joy on his face, but then quickly disappeared again.
With a wave of his hand, he quickly put the Dharma plate in his hand back into his arms.
But at this moment, a rapid and angry voice suddenly sounded: "Ah, this is the Void Disk. On the Ice Island, only Ning'er has this Dharma Disk. How can you have such a thing in your hand?
.Can't you capture Ning'er?"
As soon as the shouts started, a ball of yellow light flashed on the scene.
The moment the yellow light flashed out, Qin Fengming was already on guard. Before anything strange was revealed, magic power was already surging in his body.
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"Hoo!~~" A slight wind sound sounded, and a figure appeared where Qin Fengming was standing before. A claw wrapped in demonic mist quickly came out, piercing through the phantom he left on the spot.
Pass.
The figure flashed, the yellow light subsided, and the handsome middle-aged monk reappeared on the scene. He turned around and looked at the young man who was standing dozens of feet away.
At this time, the look of surprise in the handsome middle-aged man's eyes flashed away, and his face of shock and anger immediately appeared.