The fifth thousand nine hundred and sixteenth chapters are secret
There were so many tentacle-like attacks that Qin Fengming's mind raced and he immediately sensed dozens of them.
The tentacles are all green and black. The rough, dark and thick surface is covered with strange lines like veins, which looks very tough. On the thick tentacles, there are even more.
A huge thorn that is about a foot long and shining with sharp and dark light.
As the tentacles danced, a horrifying aura with the power to plunder suddenly raged in the ghost-eating mist, as if it was going to penetrate and dissolve the thick ghost-eating mist.
Qin Fengming had already experienced that kind of predatory aura. It was the aura that appeared from the vines that suddenly appeared when he grabbed Zihao's wrist just now.
At this moment, the tentacles seemed to be thick vines formed by the expansion of those tiny vines.
Suddenly, he saw those tentacles swinging wildly in the ghost-eating mist, with teeth and claws spread out. They were not blocked or disturbed by the mist. Qin Fengming's heart tightened, and he let out a scream, which Qin Fengming didn't think about at all.
In the thick fog:
"You are not a cultivator from the seventh place, you are a powerful being among the vine demons." These words sounded, and Qin Fengming's mind suddenly became clear.
The body of the vine demon is covered with thick vines like this.
The Mastiff Beast Vine Demon is the real ruling entity in the Mastiff Beast Vine Interface. Although Qin Fengming knew from the mouth of Jinpo Patriarch that there were Mahayana existences among the Mastiff Beast Vine Demon, those Mahayana would not participate in the Mastiff Beast Vine Demon's chaos.
Even so, this does not mean that the Mahayana among the mastiff beasts and vine demons will not appear.
Seeing Zihao's attack at this moment, coupled with the fact that he had easily destroyed the Mountain Shaking Palm and Mountain Stepping Foot before, Qin Fengming had a long-standing concern in his mind that he could not relieve, but at this moment, it suddenly became clear.
At this time, he was completely convinced that the 'Zihao' in Kaiyang Land in front of him must no longer be a monk. Qin Fengming was not sure whether his body was taken away by a powerful being among the vine demons.
However, Qin Fengming has a guess at this moment, that is, the vine demon occupying Zihao's body at this moment, even if it is not a Mahayana existence at this time, it is definitely capable of competing with the Mahayana monks.
If it were an ordinary vine monster at the top of the Xuan level, Qin Fengming would not believe that he could resist it so easily and use his own magical power to break it.
Recalling the obstruction in 'Zihao''s body, Qin Fengming suddenly thought of the purple-black fluorescent shining root bone that Zihao was holding earlier. The fact that such a bone can exist in his body is revealing.
A very strange secret.
Zihao's natal magic weapon should be the blade. But that bone is not a soul treasure, and can exist in the sea of alchemy in his body, and can protect the master without being controlled by Zihao. This is more powerful than the Liuying sword in Qin Fengming's body.
I don't know how much.
At the same time, Qin Fengming was wary, and he suddenly thought that when Zihao reappeared, the bone in his hand had made him a little unstable.
But now, these thick vines do not have this effect. It is not known whether that powerful effect will suddenly appear and catch him by surprise.
"Junior, since I have revealed my secret, you will never survive today. With your strength, it is difficult for an ordinary Mahayana person to kill you, but today I will make you hate this place. But if you
If you accept me as your lord obediently, you can save your life. It would be a pity if your strength were to perish like this. I'll give you a moment to think about it. If you don't agree, you know what the consequences will be."
What Qin Fengming didn't expect was that when he spoke, the vines that were dancing rapidly through the ghostly mist suddenly stopped, and at the same time, a word also rang in Qin Fengming's ears.
This sound reached my ears, and it undoubtedly dispelled my doubts about what Qin Fengming said and what he was thinking.
Hearing the words "Zi Hao" at this time, Qin Fengming's heart also moved at the same time. Being able to say this is enough to show that "Zi Hao" must have some powerful means that he can hardly resist.
The thought in his mind turned around, and a cold word came out of Qin Fengming's mouth: "Do you still want to use that evil shadow magic? Qin can resist it once, and he can resist it twice. The ghost blade in your magical power
It's true that it's powerful, but it doesn't pose any threat to Qin."
The words rang out from Qin Fengming's mouth, and his spiritual thoughts were sent out quickly, quickly contacting the ruthless blood in the Xumi space, and at the same time, a talisman also appeared in his hand.
Facing 'Zi Hao' at this time, Qin Fengming no longer had the mentality to face a monk of the same level.
This 'Zi Hao', if he had not taken it seriously before, had already given him a great threat since he reappeared.
At this moment, the vines sacrificed by 'Zihao' had the ability to absorb mana and might contain the effect of stirring up the soul, which filled Qin Fengming's heart with fear.
"Although that magical power is powerful, since you have restrained it once, you will naturally not use it again. I still have methods that are more powerful than that magical power. If you don't want to survive, you will see it immediately below."
‘Zihao’ snorted coldly, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his mouth. When he spoke, an extremely confident tone filled his words.
Hearing the words 'Zi Hao', Qin Fengming's heart suddenly moved. Under the sudden change in his face, a headless words suddenly sounded from his mouth: "Have you sealed the world around you?"
"Hey, the little guy is quite smart. He actually knew that I was going to use a spell to seal the world around me. But you only know now that you can no longer stop me with your own strength."
A soft chirp sounded, and the very relaxed words of 'Zi Hao' also sounded in Qin Fengming's ears.
Neither of them used sound transmission at this time. In the mist shrouded by both sides' magical powers, it was naturally impossible for the words to reach each other's ears in a whisper.
It can be said that the voices of the two of them are condensed with majestic energy.
Although Qin Fengming is not a mastiff and vine cultivator, he knows that it is impossible for the mastiff vine demon to coexist peacefully with the monks from the Seventh Place. If the monk in front of him is a person whose body is taken away by a powerful being among the vine demons, the opponent will inevitably
He will not expose his secrets in front of dozens of monks from the Seventh Place.
Qin Fengming should have thought of this a long time ago, but he was so frightened by the opponent's powerful magical power that he was always wary of the opponent's attack, so he temporarily ignored it.
"Is it unstoppable? Qin doesn't think so."
Suddenly hearing the words of 'Zi Hao', Qin Fengming said a cold word from his mouth.
Following the voice of the words, a huge aura of chaos suddenly appeared in front of him. The aura of chaos filled the air, and a ball of black and purple fluorescence suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fengming. In the shining fluorescence, a huge weapon several feet long appeared.
The sword blade was held in his hand.
"Chaos Spiritual Treasure! Huh, even if you have Chaos Spiritual Treasure, you can never break the seal of my magical power at this moment."
Qin Fengming's chaotic aura only appeared for a moment, and the voice of 'Zi Hao' suddenly sounded. His voice contained a hint of shock at first, but then it was immediately filled with disdain.
As soon as the words were heard, a heavy squeezing force immediately emerged from the surrounding ghost-eating mist and acted on Qin Fengming.
"You can only know whether it is breakable or not after trying it."
Faced with the disdainful words of 'Zi Hao', Qin Fengming was unmoved at all. With a cold shout in his mouth, the Xuanzi sword in his hand was quickly swung out, and a dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the thick mist.