Qin Fengming dares to face people in the late Xuan level. He is so confident, and of course it does not come from him.
He saw with his own eyes Fairy Yao Xi fighting against the clone of Juyang Shen Nian, which was a real Mahayana existence. Fairy Yao Xi was able to control the temple to confront it head-on without falling behind. With such strength, it was natural to deal with a late Xuan-level being.
No problem.
Of course, Qin Fengming would not ask those two powerful people if it was not necessary.
He has always disliked pretending to be at the hands of others. As long as he does not feel that he is at a critical moment of life and death, Qin Fengming will resist with his own strength even if he risks danger.
Looking at the direction in which the three monks were coming, Qin Fengming stood up and waited for them to arrive.
After a distance of two to three thousand miles, the light flashed rapidly for a few times before arriving in front of Qin Fengming. The light faded, revealing three monks, two men and one woman.
"Greetings to the two seniors. I wonder what you want, seniors?"
Before the Escape Light arrived, Qin Fengming felt a shock in his heart. He already knew that among the three people swept by the Escape Light, two of them were Xuan-level beings. Apart from the late-stage beings who controlled the Escape Light, there was also a mid-stage monk
.
With such two powerful people suddenly approaching him, even though Qin Fengming was extremely confident, he couldn't help but look apprehensive and frightened.
The three of them stopped a thousand feet away from Qin Fengming and seemed to have no intention of doing anything to him.
"Have you ever seen two spiritual cultivators passing by here? One of the two was a young cultivator in the middle stage of cultivating spirits; the other was a middle-aged cultivator in the late stage of cultivating spirits." As soon as the three of them stood still, that person
A middle-aged monk from the top of the spiritual realm jumped out and asked in a very rude manner.
Upon hearing what the middle-aged monk said, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly shocked.
Why do the people the middle-aged man talks about look so much like Fang Liang and He Xuan?
Hexuan was in the late stage of spiritual attainment, and looked like a middle-aged monk. Fang Liang, although he looked less than twenty years old, could be considered a young man, and his cultivation was in the middle stage of divine attainment.
"I haven't seen it before. I just arrived here, and I wanted to rest here for a while, and then find a secret place to practice in seclusion." Qin Fengming was greatly shocked in his heart. He didn't know why the two profound masters in front of him were looking for Fang Liang and the two.
, nothing seemed strange, and he spoke with a calm expression.
Although he didn't know what happened, Qin Fengming quickly judged that the three people were looking for Fang Liang and they were definitely not looking for any benefits to them. It must have been that the two of them had offended someone they shouldn't have offended, and
These three people are here to seek revenge.
Qin Fengming was surprised that two Xuan-level beings could come to seek revenge. He seemed to be able to guess something. That is, Fang Liang and He Xuan must have killed many powerful beings in the ethnic group, so they triggered the
The ancestor of the ethnic group came here.
Qin Fengming made a decision in his heart, his expression became even calmer, and the words he spoke were decisive and calm.
When Qin Fengming spoke the words, the middle-aged monk was still approaching him.
After Qin Fengming finished speaking, the middle-aged cultivator at the Peak of the Gods had arrived three hundred feet in front of him. The middle-aged man did not stop, but continued to fly slowly towards him.
Qin Fengming's heart moved, and the sharp light in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
He has encountered many things. Seeing the middle-aged man behave like this, he will not think that the middle-aged man in front of him who is at the peak of spirituality does not have strange existence.
Thinking rapidly in his heart, Qin Fengming's internal magic formula was running, but his expression remained calm as he watched the middle-aged man approach.
"Hmph, I really don't know how to live and die. How dare you lie to us in front of us. You clearly have the aura of those two people in your body, but you say you don't know those two people. Just for this point, you can be completely killed.
. If you tell me where those two people are, maybe your soul can be released into the underworld. Otherwise, if Jiang is allowed to take action, you will definitely have your soul refined and tortured for thousands of years."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, stood a hundred feet away from Qin Fengming, and stared at Qin Fengming. A fierce aura spurted out, and a majestic momentum instantly enveloped Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming's aura revealed at this moment was at the peak of spiritual enlightenment, but his aura was that of a ghost. Since he had just advanced, his aura was obviously unstable.
But the middle-aged monk is a man who has been stranded at the pinnacle of spirituality for thousands of years.
A young monk who has just reached the pinnacle of spiritual communication and whose cultivation realm seems to be unstable. From a middle-aged perspective, he is confident that he can capture the opponent alive.
The middle-aged words made Qin Fengming feel nervous.
It is obvious that the middle-aged man has some kind of spiritual beast or some special magical power through cultivation, which can sense the extremely weak aura of others that remains on his body.
Fang Liang and He Xuan were in Shenji Mansion. It was impossible to say that there was no breath left on him.
"Yu Heng, there's no need to talk nonsense with him, just capture him." Before Qin Fengming could respond to what the middle-aged man said, the extremely beautiful female cultivator standing in the distance said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Ancestor!" Hearing the words of the female cultivator behind him, the middle-aged monk immediately turned around and bowed to the female cultivator. He replied very respectfully.
After finishing speaking, his figure faced Qin Fengming again.
"Are you still trying to resist in front of me, the Supreme Ancestor of the Shuyi Clan, and Senior Huang?" The middle-aged monk looked at Qin Fengming and spoke the words. At the end of the sentence, he suddenly let out a strange whistling sound.
Along with the whistling sound, a very strange sound wave suddenly appeared, and without any time interval, Qin Fengming was enveloped in it.
The sound waves swept across, and Qin Fengming felt a roar in his mind, and a feeling of dizziness suddenly hit his whole body.
Qin Fengming's eyes were stunned, as if he had been cast a restraining spell, and he was stagnant in mid-air.
As he screamed in his mouth, a smile suddenly appeared on the middle-aged monk's face, his body moved, and he immediately lost sight of him on the spot.
A group of energy fluctuations suddenly appeared, and the figure of the middle-aged monk had appeared ten feet in front of Qin Fengming. As soon as his figure was revealed, his right hand had been raised, and a forbidden energy appeared along with his body.
, suddenly shot towards Qin Fengming's body, which was in a daze and was about to fall downwards.
From the perspective of the middle-aged monk, if he were to suddenly fall into his sonic attack at a distance of a hundred feet, even a person who had been at the pinnacle of spiritual communication for many years would inevitably be disturbed by his sound waves and fall into a brief coma.
The person in front of me, who has just advanced to the peak not long ago and whose cultivation realm has not yet stabilized, will naturally not have any surprises.
But when the middle-aged figure flashed up, a smile appeared on his face, and when the forbidden energy shot out, a bad premonition suddenly struck him.
It was just that this bad premonition came quickly. Before he could make any reaction, a soft sneer suddenly reached his ears.
The chirping sound was not loud, but the powerful sound wave power contained in it made the middle-aged monk feel his body for a moment, and then he was immediately dizzy, without any reaction at all, and lost consciousness.
"Humph, I don't want to offend the two seniors, but the two seniors think that the junior is easy to bully, so don't blame the junior for being unreasonable. As long as you two dare to take action against Qin, then this one should be the junior in your clan
