Suddenly hearing the exclamation of Feifeng Fairy, Qin Fengming's heart was shocked.＿﹏Ya＞Wenbaw·

Of course he knew what kind of place it was when guarding Xianshan. Although he still didn't know much about guarding Xianshan until now, he knew Kong Xiaofeng, a disciple who guarded Xianshan.

And I saw Kong Xiaofeng performing the secret technique of Chaos Heaven.

The secret technique of the Chaotian Art was derived from the innate magical power of the divine beast Zhulong. Although it is a derivative, its power is still unquestionable.

However, Kong Xiaofeng was just a late-stage cultivator in the Infant Transformation Strategy. The Chaos Heaven Technique he used did not reveal the powerful power that could capture the dozen magic weapons sacrificed by the number of aggregated monks at this time.

Although there was a huge difference between the two, Qin Fengming was immediately convinced that the huge vortex in front of him was definitely from the same secret technique as the Chaos Heaven Art that Kong Xiaofeng used.

"Explode!" Seeing that his two powerful treasures were about to disappear, Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes and suddenly a spell came out of his mouth.

As the sound of the spell sounded, a dull roar suddenly echoed from the huge vortex.

A magnificent explosion suddenly appeared, and the huge vortex finally stagnated. With the emergence of unsuppressible power, the huge vortex immediately disintegrated.

Although the Chaos Heaven Art can imprison everyone's magic weapon, it does not completely block everyone's mental connection. Ya﹏﹎text>>8﹍w-w`w=.|·y-a`w-e`n`8-.|·With Qin Fengming's decisiveness, he naturally would not stop. Under the urge of his divine thoughts, the two powerful treasures were self-destructed in the huge vortex by him without hesitation.

As the vortex dissipated, dozens of magic weapons that had become unstable were displayed again on the spot.

"Hey, the younger generation is a decisive and cruel person. He actually exploded his magic weapon without hesitation. But without the help of these magic weapons, you can see how you can stop me from using the secret technique below."

The huge vortex was broken, and a small figure was revealed again on the tall stone platform.

He looked at Qin Fengming who was retreating to the back of the crowd and said with a cold look on his face.

Although Qin Fengming's two moves were not too surprising, it always made this ghost cultivator feel that it was difficult to fully use the means.

Previously, in the ghost fog, this ghost cultivator clearly realized that the red and blue sword blade that appeared out of thin air contained a powerful restraining effect on the secret magic of ghosts. At this moment, before his secret magic was fully displayed, the opponent directly detonated the magic weapon.

Just as everyone took back their greatly damaged magic weapons, the ghost cultivator who appeared had already pinched his hands with his hands, and a ball of dark fog suddenly condensed around him.

In just a moment, a huge black solid ball of two or three feet was suspended on the stone platform. Ya﹏﹎Text>>8﹍w-w`w=.|·y-a`w-e`n`8-.|·>

Before everyone could attack, the black ball suddenly flashed out black silk threads 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. The black silk threads tremble, and seem to have no toughness. It seems that as long as you touch them with your hands, you can cut them off.

Faced with the other party's strange secret techniques, the five gathered monks also made gestures with serious expressions, urging the secret techniques they rely most.

Everyone has absolutely no less experience in the enemy. Of course, they know that the opponent's attack is difficult to interrupt. What they can do at this moment is to ensure that they are not lost, and then look for opportunities to attack the opponent.

Although Guan Huo lost one arm, this kind of injury was not too fatal for a late-stage monk in the aggregation stage. But just as his magic power surged and he was about to use his own secret technique, a sound transmission had already entered his ears:

"Guan Huo, you entered the top level of Wanjian Tower. The battle at this time is already unfavorable to you."

The several-foot-tall Ten Thousand Sword Tower flashed on the spot again, and Luo Tai's figure had already stood at the top of the tall tower.

Although the Wanjian Tower does not have the bee sword, it is still a powerful treasure that can compete with imitation spiritual treasures.

At this time, Guan Huo naturally would not refuse. Facing the strange ghost cultivator, he was already frightened.

With his body flashing, Guan Huo suddenly shot towards the tall sword tower. With the yellow light flashing, Guan Huo's figure disappeared on the spot.

Just as Guan Huo was about to enter the Ten Thousand Sword Tower, he turned his head and looked at where Qin Fengming was. A fierce aura appeared in his eyes.

Qin Fengming, who was trying his best to lock in the ghost cultivator, did not notice it when Guan Huo's eyes were full of bad intentions.

Facing the strange ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming no longer dared to have any other thoughts. Although the two sides only fought twice, the ghost cultivator gave him the feeling that it was more depressed than any cultivator he had faced before.

Just as Guan Huo entered the Wanjian Tower, two terrifying pressure that made Qin Fengming feel alert suddenly appeared on the spot.

In a bright cloud of rays, a lotus platform flashing with red light appeared, and the burning flames burned, as if the void around it was twisted. Fairy Feifeng sat upright on the lotus platform, making it look more solemn and sacred.

"A imitation of the twelve-grade lotus platform!" Qin Fengming suddenly saw the magic weapon sacrificed by Fairy Feifeng, and Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel aroused. A name of a spiritual treasure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Qin Fengming also knows a little about the Chaos Spirit Treasure List.

Although he did not remember all the Chaos Spirit Treasures in the world, he still knew something about the extremely famous existences.

The twelfth-grade lotus platform is said to be the four lotus seeds that Chaos was born when the first opening and the first birth of heaven and earth. Later, four lotus platforms were refined by powerful people.

They are the twelve grades of merit golden lotus; the twelve grades of fire red lotus; the twenty grades of world-destroying black lotus; and the twelve grades of pure world-clean white lotus.

These four lotus platforms can be said to be all Chaos Spirit Treasures.

The lotus platform sacrificed by Fairy Feifeng at this time was obviously an imitation of the twelve-grade fire red lotus in the four lotus platform spiritual treasures.

On the other side, Xu Qinglin flashed wildly in front of him. Under the mighty pressure, a huge blue flag of two or three feet suddenly appeared.

As the green light flashed wildly, the huge banner suddenly rolled up, completely covering his entire body.

When Qin Fengming suddenly saw this banner appear, his heart moved again. Xu Qinglin's banner magic weapon was obviously an imitation of the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

As the banners were sweeping, a rumbling sound of waves suddenly resounded. A majestic and water-attributed aura suddenly appeared around Xu Qinglin, completely submerging his entire body.

"The Shura Banner imitation!" Seeing Xu Qinglin's magic weapon appearing, a Chaos Spirit Treasure flashed in Qin Fengming's heart again.
Chapter completed!