The fifth thousand four hundred and forty-one chapters swords break the array
The Ten Thousand Beasts Thunder Array is a fire-attributed energy attack array stimulated by an imitation of the Heavenly Fire Disk. It contains some of the effects of the Dark Thunder and Heavenly Fire.
But it is not just some attribute attacks of the thunder and sky fire. It can condense various monsters. The monsters have strong bodies, sharp claws, and the biting power common to ordinary monsters.
Coupled with the powerful soul-consuming effect of the Dark Thunder Sky Fire and the raging power of the Sky Thunder, this formation of Ten Thousand Beasts Thunder cannot be underestimated.
"I can even take away the real thunder and sky fire. A group of you gathered together. The monks in the realm of the gods used a little power of the ghost thunder and sky fire to activate this magic circle. What else do you want to do to Qin? You really overestimate your capabilities."
When a group of beasts appeared and a burst of thunder surrounded him, Qin Fengming sneered.
As the words rang out, a ball of blue-red flames emerged around him, and a bright mist of light flashed out from the flames.
Although Qin Fengming said it very casually, he did not really take it lightly. As soon as he came up, he sacrificed the soul-devouring ghost fire and Huanji Xuanguang out of the body.
Qin Fengming directly ignored the corrosive power of the soul released by the Sky Fire Disk.
Even though he persisted in the Underworld's Underground Magma, he was still afraid of the power of consuming the soul. Without the danger of soul consumption, the Underworld's Thunder and Skyfire stored in the Skyfire Disk were slightly disturbed by thunder and lightning.
How could he put it in Qin Fengming's eyes?
The soul-eating ghost fire at this time alone was enough to resist the power of thunder and lightning. Coupled with the profound light of Huanji, Qin Fengming had nothing to worry about.
Qin Fengming stood on the spot and did not launch an attack. Instead, he watched the huge ferocious beasts flying towards him with the power of thunder and bombardment. The expression on his face was indifferent, and he looked calm.
After expending a lot of spiritual power, he saw Qin Fengming still looking calm during the siege, and suddenly saw the green and red flames appear, Shui Yuanji's heart trembled.
He was not an ignorant person, he recognized the horror of the soul-eating ghost fire at a glance.
Such a powerful demonic flame is definitely among the most powerful and top-notch in the Qiyang realm where many monks practice demonic flames.
Just relying on this magic flame, Shui Yuanji has already regarded Qin Fengming as a person who cannot be underestimated.
Naturally, everyone in Ouyang Ning also saw the soul-eating ghost fire, and their hearts trembled. The Qiyang realm is an extremely suitable realm for cultivating various kinds of demonic flames, and everyone is extremely sensitive to demonic flames. They naturally feel it.
The extraordinary spirit-eating ghost fire.
Although he was shocked, Ouyang Ning had no intention of stopping.
With a thought in his mind, the round blade that had previously attacked Qin Fengming shot out again, and under the cover of huge ferocious beasts, it flashed towards Qin Fengming's location.
There are only forty-eight people in the forty-nine-person formation, because one of them died in the magma field together with a monk from the Danxia Sect. At this moment, there are only forty-eight people holding the Heavenly Fire Disk.
Fortunately, Ouyang Ning is very familiar with this combined attack array. Although he does not have the Heavenly Fire Disk in his hand, he knows the rules of operation of this array. With some combined attack array runes, it is easy to integrate the round blade into it.
Seeing the ferocious beasts flying forward, Qin Fengming suddenly showed a mocking smile on his face.
The combined attack formation of the Heavenly Fire Palace obviously required forty-nine monks to jointly inspire a magic disk. However, in Qin Fengming's eyes, the seemingly rigorous combined attack formation revealed flaws everywhere.
If he wanted to, Qin Fengming was fully confident that he could escape from this combined attack formation unscathed with great ease.
But Qin Fengming did not do this. Instead, he watched huge ferocious beasts swarming in, gathering from all directions towards where he was standing. An incomparable sense of pride suddenly emerged from Qin Fengming's body.
Without hesitation, Qin Fengming suddenly and quickly moved his hands around him.
In an instant, thousands of colorful swords suddenly appeared, and huge sharp sword blades flashed out, shooting towards the surroundings.
A bright glow suddenly appeared around Qin Fengming. It was like a huge firework suddenly blooming.
In the shining rays of light, clusters of colorful flames were seen flickering on the huge sword blades. The blades seemed to have turned into flaming pythons, flying forward quickly.
Seeing the sword blades coming out of his fingers rapidly, Qin Fengming felt happy in his heart.
This was the first time since he advanced his technique to activate the Qing Yan Sword Technique with all his strength. At this moment, the blade of the Qing Yan Sword Technique was completely solid, and there was no longer any sword energy.
And on the solid sword blade, there was some energy in the form of flames, but now it has completely turned into solid flames.
In the flames, sharp lightning power flashed through it.
What makes Qin Fengming most happy is that the aura of great restraint on the monks' souls in the natal magic weapon is now clearly revealed on the blade formed by the Qing Yan Sword Art.
It was an extremely terrifying soul-restraining effect, which was much more obvious than the huge ferocious beasts running around at the moment.
After sensing this, Qin Fengming suddenly understood in his heart why Master Xuanwei jumped up the ranks to challenge the senior monks.
In terms of strength, when Qin Fengming considers himself to be at the same level as Master Xuanwei, his own strength should not be inferior to Master Xuanwei. But if he only uses Xuanwei's Shangqing Jue technique and secret techniques, he and Xuanwei
Compared with the Master, I'm afraid I can't even catch up with him.
Qin Fengming's path is not one of specialization, but more miscellaneous. He has practiced many more secret arts and supernatural powers than monks of the same level.
And precisely because of this, his understanding and application of Xuanwei Shangqing Jue cannot be compared with Master Xuanwei.
But at this moment, Qin Fengming was filled with excitement as he saw sword blades flashing out and striking the bodies of huge ferocious beasts. The roars resounded and the bodies of the ferocious beasts collapsed.
The combined attack formation of Tianhuo Palace is not unpowerful.
If there are people below Xuan level, even if dozens or hundreds of people fall into this magic circle, they will definitely be killed instantly by the beasts.
Just because of the terrifying corrosive power of souls carried by the ferocious beasts and the raging energy attack of the sky thunder, even a Xuan-level monk would be shocked and horrified if he fell into this combined attack formation.
If there is no means of defense, even in the middle stage of Xuanling, the monks in the later stage are likely to fall into it.
Qin Fengming's Qing Yan Sword Technique is undoubtedly the existence that restrains the attributes of these beasts. The sharp sword technique used by Qin Fengming is obviously of a higher level and has greater power.
"Hmph, I still want to make a sneak attack. If I let him go once, you will never escape alive this time." Suddenly, a cold snort came from Qin Fengming's mouth.
Amid the words, dozens of red round blades suddenly appeared beside Qin Fengming. The round blades suddenly appeared as if they appeared out of thin air.
Dozens of round blades were fired, like a hurricane sweeping across, completely involving Qin Fengming.
Facing the round blade that suddenly appeared, Qin Fengming moved. He did not dodge or retreat, but faced the hurricane of blade light formed by the round blade.
The figure flashed past, and the shocking red round blade hurricane suddenly disappeared without a trace. Qin Fengming stood on the spot, a small round blade trembling violently in the palm of his hand struggling continuously.