Regarding the young monks and the two old men in front of them, it can be said that they have mixed feelings in their hearts.
As soon as they entered Black Mist Island, one of their companions was captured and killed by the opponent. Although Dan Ying was still there at the moment, it was only a matter of time before he was completely killed by the opponent.
And the two of them each handed over a ray of their soul to be controlled by the other.
The two old men are also well-known figures in the miasma sea area. Hundreds of years ago, Black Mist Island was opened. The old man surnamed Wei and two fellow Taoists accidentally entered the cave here and discovered the restriction that Qin Fengming had broken previously.
As soon as the two companions entered the entrance of the cave, they suddenly disappeared without a trace. The always cautious old man named Wei immediately stopped and did not dare to take another step forward.
But no matter how he attacks, he can't break the restriction of almost invisible energy fluctuations.
As for the two people who entered, they couldn't make the slightest sound.
He didn't know what kind of horror existed inside, and the two fellow Taoists who entered were silent, which naturally made the old man feel fearful.
Until Black Mist Island was closed, the two monks who entered did not leave, which made the old man even more frightened.
The purpose of coming here again this time is to gather the strength of three people to break the restriction and see what secrets there are.
At this moment, seeing the two skeletons with their robes still bright, the old man surnamed Wei certainly knew that they were the bodies of the two monks who came with him last time. Thinking back at this moment, it also made him afraid. If he had been in front, what would have happened inside?
Every skeleton must contain one of his.
The two old men looked at each other, turned around and left the cave.
Of course, Qin Fengming ignored the two people's reluctance.
He had previously wanted the two of them to enter the cave in front of him to try. Now that he had determined that the gray-purple bead might be a spirit spirit, he naturally could not pretend to be someone else's.
It is a treasure that can expand the sea of consciousness and nourish the soul and soul. If someone else damages it, it will really be more than the gain is worth the loss.
After the two old men left, Qin Fengming looked at the place in front of him, with a solemn look on his expression.
He didn't want to be contaminated by that poison. From the mouth of the old man surnamed Wei, he already knew that the two robed skeletons lying on the ground at this moment were at the peak of their cultivation.
Such two powerful monks fell easily to the poison, so he naturally would not take the risk. Fortunately, he had many secret techniques that could swallow the poison, whether it was the Devouring Ghost Fire, the Jade Soul Silk, or the
Even the extremely mysterious light can greatly consume toxins.
With a flash of light in his eyes, he waved his hand, and a slender green silk thread shot out. In a flash, it shot into the cave in front of him.
Then a crimson bird about one or two feet in size wrapped in a ball of red flame also shot out and flew forward.
As the two secret techniques were performed, Qin Fengming looked intently at the place covered by a layer of mist in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed.
As soon as Bihunsi came into contact with the faint mist, a slight stinging sound sounded quickly, and a group of gray-white mist suddenly converged towards the green silk thread, threatening to swallow the entire package of Bihunsi.
And that little red bird, amidst the sound of birdsong, just submerged into the mist, and immediately made a rapid sound of birdsong.
The red flames were spitting out rapidly, and it seemed that they could not quickly swallow up and refine the surrounding gray mist.
Without the Miasma Bird that shook away the ice flames, its own strength was significantly weakened. But fortunately, with the Miasma Bird's own power, the poisonous mist that was not controlled by the monks did not pose much of a threat to it.
After performing two secret techniques, Qin Fengming pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand, and two beetles appeared in his hand. They were the two silver sheath insects that had just fainted.
Looking at the two silver-spotted beetles with their eyes opened, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be shocked.
Divine thoughts came out quickly, and after a moment, Qin Fengming's expression showed a hint of joy.
After contacting the two beetles with his spiritual thoughts, he already knew that the beetles themselves were not damaged, but the powerful poison invaded the body and could not be refined immediately.
It is true that the poison is powerful, and it may be a great threat to a small number of silver sheath insects, but Qin Fengming does not only have a few silver sheath insects.
After thinking for a while, he waved his hand, and suddenly a cloud of white insects appeared with a roar. Under the urging of Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts, the cloud of insects immediately flew towards the faint poisonous mist ahead.
Amidst the buzzing sound, as soon as ten to twenty thousand white beetles flew into the light mist, they suddenly stopped, their bodies shook, and they fell from the air to the stone ground.
Although thousands of Silver Sheath Insects fell to the ground in an instant, the gray-white mist in the cave had already disappeared over a large area.
With the connection between his mind and his mind, Qin Fengming can be sure that these silver sheath insects are not in danger, but they were temporarily invaded by the poisonous mist and cannot be refined quickly.
"Hey, this toxin is really powerful. No wonder Bihunsi and Miasma Bird can't immediately perform their feats. But Qin doesn't just have these tens of thousands of beetles."
With a soft cry in his mouth, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated, and the remaining silver-sheathed insects roared out. Suddenly, the huge cave was covered by two to three hundred thousand white beetles.
As the beetles swarmed up, the gray-white mist shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And more than 200,000 silver sheath insects also fell on the stone ground one after another, almost completely covering the huge cave floor.
At this moment, there is not much left of the faint gray-white mist.
Amidst the sound of birds chirping, the Miasma Bird was quickly sucked into the red flames that enveloped its entire body.
At the end, even the gray-white light group surrounding the gray-purple ball no longer existed.
The moment the group of gray-white light disappeared, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly shook, his eyes flashed, and his hand was swung out quickly.
A small golden beast suddenly appeared, jumped and hovered in mid-air.
As soon as he stopped, his eyes flickered towards the gray-purple bead in the distance. His eyes flashed with this scorching light, and the hair on his body immediately stood up, looking both excited and excited.
A somewhat apprehensive look was immediately revealed.
Seeing the expression of the soul-eating beast, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be shocked. His eyes flashed and he completely enveloped the orb.
"Pa!~~" There was a crisp sound, and suddenly small cracks appeared on the surface of the gray-purple bead. As the cracks gradually expanded, Qin Fengming suddenly felt frightened and vigilant.
The feeling arises spontaneously.
His eyes were focused, his hands moved rapidly, and the soul-devouring ghost fire and jade soul silk suddenly shot back, and the Liuying Sword and Qinghong Sword were also brought back in front of him.
He opened his mouth and the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword was held directly in his hand.
The aura that suddenly emanated from the small round bead actually made him feel as if he was facing the soul mark of the Xuanling monk named Fang.