The group of cultivators was immersed in an inexplicable atmosphere. Qin Fengming's quiet words reached the ears of the group of cultivators. It was like the sound of a golden bell, stirring in the minds of the group of cultivators for a long time.
That kind of strange explanation and understanding has never been experienced by anyone before. Even those who have been taught by Master have never had this kind of strange understanding before.
Time passed quickly like running water.
Everyone was deeply immersed in strange feelings and forgot about the passage of time. Everyone's heart was empty and there was no fighting.
However, just when everyone was forgetting themselves, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the distant sky. The mist was filled with mist and was extremely fast. It only took an instant to cross a vast area.
The mist surged across the vast sky and earth at lightning speed, sweeping towards Kongwu City. The speed was extremely fast, and it covered an unknown distance in just a few seconds.
The group of cultivators who were listening to Qin Fengming's sermons did not feel anything strange. However, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he stood up and looked into the distance.
"Are you here?" He murmured softly, his expression becoming extremely focused.
He hadn't sensed the energy fluctuations yet, but Qin Fengming suddenly felt a threatening feeling coming over him, making him immediately alert.
The group of cultivators immediately noticed something strange about Qin Fengming, opened their eyes one after another, and quickly looked at Qin Fengming who stood up. At the same time, their spiritual consciousness was released rapidly, but no one sensed anything.
While the group of cultivators were astonished and confused, one of the cultivators suddenly exclaimed: "There is a wave in the distance, coming towards here."
Before the words of exclamation could be finished, a vast mist appeared in the consciousness of the cultivators.
The mist was dark, covering the sky and the sun, covering the vast world, like a rapidly spreading ocean, exuding a terrifying and sinister aura, sweeping toward Kongwu City.
The speed was so fast that it was beyond imagination. Just a moment ago, it was just a black dot, but in an instant, it was boundless, like ocean waves sweeping across it.
"It's the Mahayana breath, it's Senior Yi Hun who has arrived." Everyone exclaimed, knowing who was coming.
The only Mahayana who can come to Kongwu City at this moment is Yi Hun from the Kongwu Sect. The cultivators exclaimed, and when their expressions changed drastically, they all turned to look at Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming looked solemn, looking at the billowing black mist spreading like a vast ocean. There was no trace of fear on his face, but his eyes flashed with green light, and he stared straight ahead.
Under his clear vision, he could see a tall and tall young monk wearing a black robe within the black mist covering thousands of miles.
The young man put his hands behind his back, with a handsome face and sharp eyes. He exuded a stern aura, and a torrent of mist surged around him. He walked through the air, as if a ferocious beast with supreme ferocious power was threatening him.
"Welcome ancestor!" The monks from the Kongwu Sect jumped out one after another and knelt in the air.
"What are you doing here? Where is the man named Qin?" The mist stopped, split into two parts in the turbulent rolling, and the young monk revealed his figure.
"Senior is Yi Hun, right? I'm Qin Fengming. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Qin Fengming slowly stepped forward, passed the group of cultivators, and stood directly in front of the young man.
Zhu Yuan and Kong Ze looked tense and worried, and at the same time a sense of powerlessness surged through their bodies.
Mahayana is an invincible existence in the minds of Xuan-level monks. No matter how stunningly talented and terrifying your strength is, it will be difficult for you to truly fight with a Mahayana. As long as the Mahayana law is stimulated by the artistic conception, and suppressed by the terrifying law of artistic conception, Xuan
High-level monks will only become meat on the chopping block, waiting to die.
It is true that Qin Fengming's strength far exceeds that of the same level, but in the hearts of Zhu Yuan and others, they still cannot compete with the real Mahayana.
However, the two of them quickly thought of Qin Fengming's identity: a top alchemy master, an unpredictable weapon refining master, and incredible formation attainments, which were enough to weaken the killing intention in a Mahayana's heart.
Not only Zhu Yuan and Kong Ze, but also other monks did not want Yi Hun to fight Qin Fengming at this moment.
This also includes the cultivators of the Kongwu Sect, and even Fairy Minshuang is full of contradictions at this time. Yi Heng's death must have been caused by Qin Fengming, and based on her relationship with Yi Heng, she definitely hopes that the ancestor will take action to avenge Yi Heng. However,
But before, she accepted Qin Fengming's guidance and gained great benefits.
However, Min Shuang's mood was quickly filled with the desire for revenge, and a cry rang out on the spot: "Ancestor, Yi Heng was killed by him with the help of the Kongwu City Formation. Please make the decision, ancestor, and capture this person for Yi Heng."
Revenge."
Hearing Min Shuang's words, Qin Fengming didn't even look at her, but said coldly: "Qin is standing here, and what he said before still stands. If anyone dares to attack Qin, he will be punished.
Qin fights back, life or death."
After saying these words, tens of thousands of monks suddenly turned pale and stood stunned on the spot.
Facing a Mahayana man, Qin Fengming still spoke so categorically, as if he didn't take Yi Hun into consideration at all. Such a situation really shocked the group of cultivators.
Who would have thought that when Qin Fengming waited for Yi Hun to arrive, he did not intend to resolve his grudges with her, but to compete with her.
"Hahaha... This junior really dares to say that. Today I will see how you can make me fall." After a moment of silence, Yi Hun suddenly let out a burst of laughter, which was slightly cold.
"Okay, senior, just attack and see if Qin can make senior pay the price." Qin Fengming did not flinch, floating in the air, facing Yi Hun who was exuding the Mahayana aura, and spoke in a deep voice tit for tat.
"Okay, let me see what you can do." Yi Hun said gloomily, and a cold breath suddenly surged forward. In an instant, the area of several thousand feet in radius was immediately submerged by a continuous crunching sound.
Ice cold swept across, and the group of cultivators suddenly felt that the world in front of them had become solidified, as if the entire void had turned into a huge lump of ice, freezing all the scenery inside.
The group of cultivators were horrified, and before the rapidly spreading icy aura could reach them, they all flew towards Kongwu City in the distance as if they were running for their lives.
Mahayana takes action, its power is comparable to the creation of the world, and its horror is unspeakable. Who dares to stay close to it. If you want to watch the fight between the two at close range, the best place to watch the battle is Kongwu City. With the help of the city defense formation, it can withstand the attack of the two.
Terrorist attack.
Soon, there were no monks stopping for dozens of miles around. Only Qin Fengming and Yi Hun were suspended in the air, standing face to face. The battle was about to break out, and time and space seemed to suddenly freeze. Except for the hunting robes worn by the two men, everything became silent, and the scene was very quiet.
It's weird.
Yi Hun hadn't taken action yet, but his heart suddenly throbbed. The calmness shown by the monk opposite him, who clearly showed the aura of the peak of the Xuan level, made him feel like he was facing a monk of the same level. Not only was the opponent not afraid of him at all, but
There was an eagerness to try on his face, and he seemed to be full of fighting spirit.
What was going on made Yi Hun suddenly feel bad.
Thinking of Qin Fengming's appointment with Patriarch Jiao Wei in front of many Mahayana people, Yi Hun's mood was no longer stable.
Ancestor Jiao Wei is regarded as the number one person in the spiritual world by the great masters of the three realms. This is definitely not just an excuse. It is based on the terrifying record of Ancestor Jiao Wei. A Xuan-level monk dares to ask Ancestor Jiao Wei for a battle and takes the initiative to set a date. This is
It is really unbelievable. Even the top Mahayana master of the Three Realms, at the peak of Xuanjie, would not even dare to ask a Mahayana master who is the top of the Three Realms to fight, and even set a date. Because no one dares to say that he will definitely advance to Mahayana, and it will still take a hundred years.
Just stabilize the realm.
Thoughts flashed in Yi Hun's mind, and her aura surged throughout her body, but she did not immediately attack.
The magic formula in Qin Fengming's body was running rapidly, and little stars shot out, his eyes twinkled, and his face showed determination. He was waiting for Yi Hun to take action, planning to fight head-on with him.
