Amidst the roaring sound, a giant python with shining purple light could be seen swinging out its sharp claws, and the pythons wrapped in red flames were caught and exploded one after another. The python carrying the aura of chaos is naturally powerful.
However, after seemingly sharp pythons, after catching and exploding dozens of fire pythons, their energy was greatly reduced and they were surrounded by fire pythons.
The energy boomed loudly, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"Giggle...giggle...it seems that you have not only obtained this Chaos Spiritual Treasure for a long time, but it is still difficult for you to exert its full power. With such power, you still dare to show off your power in our Tianfeng Department. You are so incompetent."
We, the Fengyang Clan, have taken our sights. Today I will let you perish here and accept this spiritual treasure of yours."
Three gleaming purple pythons were caught in the fire pythons, and a female cultivator's giggle suddenly sounded on the spot.
"If you want to collect Qin's treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability and luck."
Qin Fengming ignored the female cultivator's sarcastic words and used the magic formula in his hand again. Suddenly three purple pythons jumped out and flew towards the fire pythons.
He could see that the female cultivator was able to inspire so many fire pythons, which was beyond her ability at the moment. She must have used some unconventional means.
Such measures may not last long.
The roaring roared again, deafening, the void collapsed, and violent winds and ice-cold hurricanes spewed out from the huge hollow and wreaked havoc in the world. The world seemed to be shrouded in an apocalyptic atmosphere.
Ever since the fight between Qin Fengming and the female cultivator began, there has been no trace of any cultivator within a radius of thousands of miles.
Ni Wenshan, Weng Zimo and others entered the demonic insects and were temporarily surrounded by the demonic insects, making it difficult to escape. When the insect swarm sensed the terrifying aura of the fight between the two, they even swept everyone away from the area.
When the people watching the battle in the distance felt the aura of chaos rising into the sky, they were even more frightened. No one dared to come and take a real look.
What is the aura of chaos? It can only exist with the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. Although everyone desperately wants to see the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, they know that their cultivation is not enough, so they dare not get close to it.
The place where the two were fighting seemed very empty, and no one came.
However, as the fight between the two became more intense, the swarm of demonic insects that swept away suddenly came rolling in from the distance.
The swarm of insects rolled in like a torrent without stopping, and directly entered the violent energy impact of the fight between Qin Fengming and Si Rong.
The strong wind swept across, and the terrifying aura of chaos raged among the insect swarms, and large swathes of demonic insects were instantly crushed into pieces. In just a moment, most of the vast insect swarm disappeared without a trace.
Pieces of black debris suddenly appeared on the spot, swept by the violent wind, and drifted into the distance.
What surprised Qin Fengming was that the Demonic Netherworld Mist, which was previously released by Si Rong and was able to survive the energy wind and chaotic energy, disappeared immediately after the swarm of life-destroying Demonic Insects swept past.
trace.
"Mahayana! Could it be that the fairy is Jiang Miaorou from the Fengyang tribe?"
Just when Qin Fengming once again swung three pythons to attack the huge umbrella cover controlled by Si Rong, a huge aura suddenly appeared in Qin Fengming's senses.
When the breath suddenly appeared, Qin Fengming immediately exclaimed in surprise.
Divine consciousness rushed out and immediately enveloped a graceful figure emerging from the demonic insect swarm.
It was a female nun, a very beautiful female nun. This female nun did not look very old, only less than thirty years old. Her teeth were white and her lips were red, and her face was delicate. But at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows,
But it carries a compelling cold aura.
From the energy aura emanating from his body, Qin Fengming clearly felt that he was a Mahayana monk.
No wonder those life-destroying demonic insects fled back with all their might. It turned out that there was a Mahayana monk chasing them away from behind.
As the female cultivator appeared, several figures in the distance quickly returned. It was Weng Zimo and the others who had entered the demonic insect swarm before.
Although his spiritual consciousness saw the appearance of the Mahayana female cultivator, Qin Fengming's attack did not stop.
Instead, the magic power in his body suddenly spurted out, driving the Xuan Zi Sword with all his strength, and attacked Si Rong, who was already in danger.
Facing a Mahayana from the Fengyang tribe, Qin Fengming would naturally not feel very at ease.
After seeing Si Rong's methods, Qin Fengming has stopped looking down on the monks in the world. Who can be a weakling if he can advance to the Mahayana?
As long as Fairy Sirong can be captured, it will definitely be a beneficial thing for Qin Fengming.
"Master, hurry...save me!" Suddenly seeing Master appearing on the spot, Fairy Si Rong's urgent cry suddenly sounded at the scene.
The voice was extremely anxious, and there was an obvious hint of panic in the anxiety.
At this time, Si Rong was already supporting herself strongly. She could easily resist the three python attacks from the Xuan Zi Sword before, but now she seemed to be very reluctant.
She thought that as long as she resisted the next two or three waves of Chaos Spirit Treasure attacks, the mana and soul energy in the young man's body would be exhausted. But at this moment, the Chaos Spirit Treasure had already attacked more than ten waves of python attacks, and the mana and soul energy in the young monk's body would be exhausted.
There is no hint of exhaustion.
At this moment, Fairy Si Rong has also reached the end of her life.
The reason why her injured body was able to resist Qin Fengming's Chaos Spiritual Treasure attack with an ancient treasure was precisely because she sacrificed her true nature without hesitation.
But after all, her own origin is not mana energy that she can sacrifice at will. The more she sacrifices, the more severe the backlash will be on herself.
After sacrificing her origin three times in a row, Fairy Si Rong's body was no longer stable, and the injuries she had suppressed by her force were on the verge of recurrence.
After death, he seemed to be closer to her than when he was submerged in the demonic mist.
At this point, even if Si Rong wanted to escape, it was no longer possible. Under the attack of the opponent's Chaos Spiritual Treasure, if she escaped, she would definitely be attacked and killed by the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
When the time comes, she will have no chance of resisting except her death.
However, Si Rong's fate was not certain. Just when she was completely desperate, she suddenly saw her master appearing on the scene. This sight made her suddenly have the desire to live.
After using up the last mana in his body, the huge giant umbrella suddenly roared loudly, and fire pythons spurted out, flying towards the three purple pythons that flashed again.
However, the Taichu Red Parasol attack, which was only driven by Si Rong's own magic power, had a much different power.
Amidst the loud banging, the fire pythons were torn to pieces by three purple pythons on the spot.
A purple light flashed, and the huge red umbrella was immediately shot away. A dark claw directly covered the head of Si Rong, who had not yet lost his look of surprise.
"Hmph, I'm so arrogant in wanting to capture this fairy's disciple."
Just when Qin Fengming succeeded with one attack and was about to use his means to control Fairy Si Rong, the Mahayana female cultivator who appeared on the scene suddenly let out a cold snort.
An extremely terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly appeared, and Qin Fengming suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura suddenly enveloped his body.
Without seeing how the female cultivator moved, Qin Fengming suddenly appeared around him a series of sharp sword blades flashing with red light. There were hundreds of these sword blades, and they were all red, with a terrifying energy that made people extremely frightened.
Waves appeared on the sword body.
Facing all kinds of swords, if you were a Xuanling peak monk, you might not even have the slightest desire to fight.
The powerful pressure emerging from the blade has already made it difficult for Xuanling Peak monks to activate the magic power in their bodies to launch even an attack.
Even Qin Fengming at this moment also had no power to fight back against this wave of powerful attacks that suddenly appeared around him.
He had just activated the Xuan Zi Sword with all his strength to launch an attack, and it was no longer possible for him to activate the Xuan Zi Sword with all his strength to resist the attacks from the next four weeks.
However, when Qin Fengming saw the attacks appearing all around him, he did not show even a trace of panic. The magic power surged in his body, and the soul-eating claws he used did not stop, and he continued to claw at Si Rong's body fiercely.
However, he didn't even pay attention to the attacks that were coming at him rapidly.
"Seeking death!" Seeing that Qin Fengming still refused to stop in the face of her attack, the Mahayana female cultivator shouted again.
At the same time as the female cultivator shouted, Qin Fengming's soul-eating claws, driven with all his strength, suddenly collapsed on the spot just as they touched Si Rong's body.
The figure of a female cultivator flashed, and the Mahayana female cultivator had appeared next to Si Rong.
"Quack! Quack!" Just as Qin Fengming's soul-devouring claw attack shattered, and a series of powerful crimson sword attacks appeared around him, a deafening sound of frogs suddenly sounded around him.
Frogs croaked loudly, and a vast sound wave carried indescribable terrifying power. Like huge waves, it suddenly centered on Qin Fengming's body and swept away in all directions.
The sharp sword that suddenly appeared was powerful and terrifying. Before it touched Qin Fengming's body, it was already swept away by the huge sound wave that suddenly appeared.
It's very complicated to say, but in fact, this series of attacks happened almost simultaneously.
It is true to say that this series of attacks came first, because the attacks did have a temporal sequence. But the time intervals between them are almost difficult to distinguish.
It is not an exaggeration to describe this series of attacks as lightning.
Amidst the croaking of frogs, a huge figure suddenly appeared under Qin Fengming with a loud roar.
The huge figure suddenly appeared, and a ball of scorching flames suddenly swept around in a burst of thunder. The flames steamed, and the sharp blades swept by the vast sound waves were instantly submerged in the flames.
The flames just swallowed for a moment, and then immediately returned to the huge figure.
The flames retracted and disappeared into the huge body. A huge monster frog body was revealed on the spot, it was the Black Flame Thunder Frog.
"Hey, no wonder you can be so calm when facing this fairy. It turns out that there is a Mahayana Ink Flame Thunder Frog beside you, and it is also a Thunder Frog that exudes the breath of Mahayana life!"
The Black Flame Thunder Frog appeared, and the female cultivator's surprised words reached Qin Fengming's ears.
Although the female voice contained surprise, there was no trace of fear.
However, as soon as the female cultivator said her calm words, a voice of shock and anger also sounded: "Rong'er, what are you doing? If anything happens to you, I will definitely kill that Thunder Frog and that junior.