The fifth thousand five hundred and forty-two chapters black silk thread
The emerald green fire ball appeared, Qin Fengming's mysterious soul spiritual body was urged out, and suddenly a ball of black and red flames suddenly flew out of the emerald green flames.
Amidst the shining black and red firelight, a crisp bird song resounded from it.
As the birds chirped loudly, a bird only about two feet tall suddenly flew out from the black and red flames, circling and flying around Qin Fengming, the birds chirping continuously.
Facing this very strange Mahayana spirit with obviously extraordinary methods, Qin Fengming did not care anymore and directly activated the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire and released the Miasma Urgent Bird Fire Spirit.
The soul-eating ghost fire contains several kinds of fire spirits, but whether it is the cyan dragon, the sun bird, or the fire raccoon beast, the fire crow and the fire phoenix fire spirit, in terms of its power, it is difficult to say that it can be stronger than the Huanji Xuanguang.
It has a great effect on restraining spirits.
But there is also a kind of fire spirit in the soul-eating ghost fire, but it has a great restraint effect on spiritual things, and that is the Miasma Bird Fire Spirit.
Miasma Bird Fire Spirit has a great corrosive effect on the monk's body, especially on the energy of the five elements. Although it also has a certain effect on the soul, it is far from as powerful as the Huanji Xuanguang.
But there is another powerful being in the belly of Miasma Bird, and that is Zhenli Bingyan.
Over the years, the Miasma Bird has continued to refine the Zhenli Ice Flame in its body, and has naturally eliminated the impurities in it. Although it is still not the pure Zhenli Ice Flame, and its size is not large, its power is no longer sufficient.
Don't underestimate it. Although it doesn't have much power against the moon-covering demon ape spirit, it is absolutely effective against the monk spirit at this moment.
When it comes to monk souls, the Miasma Urgent Bird Fire Spirit is definitely a trump card in Qin Fengming's hands.
In the situation where Qin Fengming could not sacrifice the Black Flame Thunder Frog and the Soul-eating Beast, Qin Fengming's first thought when facing this spirit was to shake away the ice flames.
Even his Xuanwei Qingyan Sword seemed powerless.
Because of the presence of the statue, any magic weapon attack seems to be unable to cause any threatening damage to it.
The spirit that missed the attack seemed a little surprised that it failed to take down Qin Fengming's mysterious soul. It was obvious that it had a pause and did not attack immediately.
Before seeing the Miasma Bird Fire Spirit appear, the spirit just glanced at it, and there was nothing strange about it at all.
"Okay, Qin will fight with you to see how you take over Qin's body." Qin Fengming's Xuantun spirit body looked at the spirit and let out a sharp shout.
Although Qin Fengming was afraid of the statue at this moment, he was still very calm when facing the spirit standing in front of him. At least he was not afraid of the spirit in front of him.
Qin Fengming has experienced countless soul battles. Even if the soul-eating beast is in seclusion and cannot appear because it has swallowed the soul of the Moon-covering Demon Ape, he still has many means to restrain the existence of a pure soul body.
But at this moment, his spiritual realm is the same Mahayana realm, and he exists at the same level, so he will not be afraid of anything.
The spirit didn't seem to hear the shouts of Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body at all. It just looked at the Miasma Bird sacrificed by Qin Fengming coldly, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in its eyes.
Before Qin Fengming could drive the Miasma Bird forward to fight, the soul's hand had not been raised, but black threads had already appeared in front of him, and the threads shot out and swept towards the location of Qin Fengming's mysterious soul.
There are so many black silk threads, there are hundreds or even thousands.
Seeing such an attack suddenly unfolding, Qin Fengming, who was extremely experienced in fighting, could not help but tremble slightly in his heart. This was because he did not sense the slightest breath of soul energy from those threads.
The spirit in front of me actually wasn't using the magical power of the soul.
Weird was the first thing that came to Qin Fengming's mind.
But faced with this strange situation, Qin Fengming had no time to verify anything. Without hesitation, he immediately urged the miasma bird, and a ball of black and red flames shot out, heading towards the sweeping black threads.
The two sides quickly met each other.
At the first contact, Qin Fengming felt relieved. Because these seemingly weird slender black silk threads did not show much terrifying power. Under the burning of the highly corrosive and poisonous flames of the Miasma Bird, the silk threads
Like balls of hemp rope, they all turned into ashes at the slightest touch.
The ashes floated in the air, flying around as the miasma birds danced.
The black threads seem to be endless, and they keep shooting out from the soul's hands, with endless sources.
The relief in Qin Fengming's heart only lasted for a moment. As threads of threads rushed towards the black and red flames like moths to the flames, the ashes all over the sky suddenly became thicker.
Seeing the gray and black ashes floating in front of him that had spread over ten feet, Qin Fengming was suddenly shocked, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.
Just when Qin Fengming suddenly felt something bad in his heart, a ball of black and gray fluorescence suddenly shone out from the ashes in the sky.
Seeing the sudden appearance of fluorescent light, Qin Fengming almost didn't hesitate at all, and immediately released his spiritual thoughts, hoping to make the miasma bird escape quickly and be surrounded by ashes.
However, he was half a step too late.
As the fluorescent light shone, the black ashes that were flying around suddenly shrank rapidly. In just an instant, a solid gray-black ball about ten feet in size appeared in front of Qin Fengming.
As the ball appeared, Qin Fengming suddenly discovered that his connection with the Miasma Bird had become vague.
Upon sensing this, Qin Fengming was greatly shocked. Without any hesitation, he immediately pointed with his little hand, and suddenly a series of green lotus sword lights flashed out.
During the roar, dozens of colorful sword blades appeared, slashing towards the black and gray ball.
At this moment, Qin Fengming's Xuanhun spiritual body is offering Qing Yan sword light, which is no different from his real body. Because this is the Xuanhun spiritual body that can be gathered by the righteous method.
Qin Fengming was very quick when he saw the opportunity, but the result made him feel shocked.
I saw the extremely powerful Qing Yan sword light, slashing at the ball condensed with black and gray ashes, and only cut off a small amount of ashes.
The huge ball was not damaged at all.
As the ball rotated, the ashes that had just been chopped off by the sword light gathered on the ball again.
Just when Qin Fengming was slightly startled, he saw that the black silk threads had already wrapped the huge ball. As the ball rotated rapidly, the silk threads were like ropes, binding the huge ash ball.
In the midst of it.
Qin Fengming almost couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at the huge ball in the mist in front of him that was not emitting any soul energy.
He could see clearly that the black threads were released from the hands of the spirit in the mist.
The mysterious magical power exerted by a spiritual being does not carry any divine soul energy. This is the first time Qin Fengming has encountered this situation for so many years of cultivating immortality.
Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming's belief in victory was suddenly greatly reduced.
As if he saw the hesitant look in Qin Fengming's eyes, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Jinghun's mouth.
His hands suddenly raised, and the void quickly moved towards Qin Fengming.
Although Qin Fengming felt horrified in his heart, it was not yet time for him to wait for death. Suddenly he saw Jinghun's hands moving far away, and a huge wave suddenly emerged from his body.