Seeing the two silk cloth spiritual weapons flying away, Qin Fengming also cried out in his heart that it was a pity.
Facing such strange black juice, Xiao Songyuan also felt a headache. At this time, he already knew that the black juice was extremely sticky, and the movement of the spiritual weapon would be greatly affected if it entered it.
However, if it cannot pass through the sap blockage on the opposite side, it will be extremely difficult to attack the monks on the opposite side. After thinking again and again, Xiao Songyuan gritted his teeth and fired the spell in his hand. Two pieces of silk cloth several feet in size were spread out.
They actually gathered in the air and turned into a huge cloth bag.
As Xuntu shook, it seemed as if there was infinite energy filling it.
Under the influence of the spiritual thought of the monk surnamed Xiao, the huge bag faced the black juice more than twenty feet away. With a hissing sound in the air, thousands of white light groups suddenly flashed out.
If you look closely, you will find that within these white light groups, there are actually flying needles about a foot long, which are slender and extremely sharp.
The speed of the thousands of flying needles was astonishing. In a blink of an eye, they had already crossed a distance of twenty feet and plunged directly into the black juice. The speed was so fast that they penetrated several feet in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing it, Xiao Songyuan was overjoyed, thinking that the flying needle could successfully pass through the barrier of the black juice.
But before the smile on his lips faded away, something unexpected happened.
He realized that after thousands of flying needles penetrated several feet into the black juice, their speed dropped rapidly. After another one or two feet, it became extremely difficult. Upon seeing this, his expression suddenly changed.
Just when he was uneasy, a bigger situation appeared in his consciousness.
That is, under the stimulation of his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that his spiritual consciousness was slowly losing contact with the thousands of flying needles. In just a moment, although his spiritual consciousness could still vaguely contact the flying needles, at this time
It is difficult to drive the flying needle even an inch.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Songyuan's mind immediately went blank, and a blank appeared in his mind. Faced with such a strange thing, he was stunned for a moment.
But he was worthy of being a monk at the pinnacle of foundation building. He was stunned for only one or two breaths before he fully recovered. With an angry look on his face, he shouted loudly: "Boy, how dare you take away my treasure."
As he spoke, the magic power in his body began to circulate rapidly, his hands kept making seals, and spells continued to flow out of his mouth.
Just when Qin Fengming tried his best to control Mo Yundou to collect the thousands of flying needles, Xiao Songyuan had successfully activated his secret technique. His palms were wrapped in white light, and a huge energy wave appeared.
Without hesitation, he raised his right hand, turned his palm into a sword, and slashed forward fiercely. As his palm slashed, a huge blade flashing with dazzling white light slashed forward quickly.
Looking at the huge power displayed by this blade, it is actually comparable to the power displayed by a Yichendan monk driving an ordinary magic weapon.
Qin Fengming, who had just collected thousands of flying needles from the opponent, had already discovered the opponent's movements. When he saw it, he was also shocked. He tried to avoid it, but it was too late. However, the mere black juice in front of him could not stop the opponent's huge power.
A blow.
But Qin Fengming still didn't show much panic. With a movement of his mind, the two top-level spiritual weapons that had not been put away flashed in front of the black juice.
"Pah~pah~bang"
With two ear-splitting sounds, the two powerful top-level spiritual weapons were immediately cut into two pieces. The huge white light blade continued unabated and quickly slashed into the black juice. In a flash, it unexpectedly cut itself into two pieces.
The other end of the juice flashed out, still slashing towards where Qin Fengming was standing.
Just when Qin Fengming wanted to make a move, the huge white light blade was several feet away from him, turned into light spots, and disappeared into the air.
As the three top spiritual weapons struggled to block it, the powerful blow had exhausted its inner energy.
Looking at the two fragments of spiritual weapons that fell to the ground, Qin Fengming couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Taking part in the competition for Honghu Island this time was a big expense, and he would have to blackmail Honghu Island afterward.
At this time, Qin Fengming knew that the other party was already desperate and was launching some powerful secret attack. With a wave of his hand, he immediately took Mo Yundou into his arms. This spiritual weapon was extremely powerful.
It is customary and cannot be damaged easily.
Although he destroyed two of the opponent's top spiritual weapons, Xiao Songyuan's secret attack failed to cause any damage to the middle-aged monk on the other side. Upon seeing it, under the influence of the spiritual power in his body, he immediately raised his right hand again and struck again.
The light blade flashed out, and in a flash, it slashed towards the middle-aged monk standing opposite.
Seeing the opponent displaying this secret technique here, Qin Fengming secretly calculated that in such a small area, it would be difficult to avoid it with the help of Biyun's Disappearing Body Technique.
Since he didn't want to expose Xuantian Weibu, he could only take this blow forcefully.
By this time, Qin Fengming had already seen that the other party had the intention to kill him. However, facing this blow, he did not panic much. With his hands waving rapidly, hundreds of talismans suddenly appeared.
His hand flew out, faced the wind, and turned into various low-level spells hundreds of feet away, heading towards the huge light blade.
"Bang~bang~~~"
The loud sound was like exploding beans, making a loud noise.
As the banging sound continued, the extremely powerful light blade disappeared into the air under the attack of hundreds of low-level talismans.
This phenomenon shocked even the thousands of monks who were watching the battle. The power of the secret technique used by Xiao Songyuan, the thousands of low-level monks here were confident that if they were in the presence of the monk surnamed Wei, it would be absolutely difficult to resist it.
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But this middle-aged monk surnamed Wei used hundreds of low-level talismans to intercept this powerful blow, which was very surprising.
The Qi Gathering Stage monks who were watching the battle had no discernment, but those who were in the Foundation Establishment Stage and above could clearly see that the power displayed by the low-level talismans sacrificed by the monks surnamed Wei was like a spiritual weapon attacking
Average power.
Hundreds of spiritual weapons attack together, and the power displayed is as powerful as a full-strength strike from the Yichengdan monk's magic weapon. It is understandable that Xiao Songyuan's secret technique can be intercepted.
Seeing that the opponent actually used hundreds of powerful low-level talismans to intercept his attack, Xiao Songyuan was also shocked. These talismans were actually as powerful as an ordinary high-grade spiritual weapon. Such power
He had never heard of low-level talismans.
Since this talisman is so precious, there are not many left on the opponent. As long as he attacks again, he will definitely kill the opponent here. Thinking of this, Xiao Songyuan immediately made another seal, and the white light blade flashed out again.
Seeing that the opponent's attack appeared again, Qin Fengming, who was already calm, did not panic, and hundreds of talismans flew out again to intercept the opponent's attack.
When Xiao Songyuan saw him, he immediately became furious. He tried his best to mobilize the spiritual power in his body and used the secret technique twice. But to his disappointment, the middle-aged monk on the opposite side seemed to have endless talismans and attacked him with a lot of talismans.
Next, two powerful attacks were intercepted by the opponent.
