Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh attribute stealing, to turn the tide
Tianlong Seal!
Facing the coming of thousands of ghosts, Qin Changfeng held the sacred scepter in his left hand and hit the ground. Holy light thunder dragons roared out, and the area around him within a hundred feet was instantly filled with golden light!
Both heavenly thunder and Buddhist holy power are the nemesis of evil spirits.
At this moment, the bright golden thunder light shot through the air in all directions in the blink of an eye, like the Buddha's light shining universally, sweeping through all the sea of ghosts surrounding him. Wherever the holy light shone, all the ghosts and ghosts immediately made a "sizzling" sound,
All of them were saved and evaporated by the mighty power of the supreme Buddha.
In the blink of an eye, except for the headless evil ghost summoned first, which was still able to resist, the rest of the ghosts were either annihilated or dispersed in ashes, and the sea of ghosts collapsed in an instant.
This scene alone fully demonstrates the power of the Holy Seal of Heavenly Buddha when facing the power of darkness!
At the same time, the old vampire demon was shocked. He never thought that the power cultivated by the young monk in front of him could be so restrained. Just the light shining was so frightening, and how terrible it would be when the thunder dragon behind him attacked.
Terrible?
When he thought of this, the old vampire demon's face turned pale, he shouted, his magic formula changed, and his ten fingers moved together. In an instant, the red skull screamed loudly, opened its mouth, and bit him like an evil ghost.
Qin Changfeng snorted coldly and waved his fingers, and a holy light thunder dragon immediately roared out and faced him.
But in the midst of the electric light and flint, a withered arm stretched out from the skull's mouth. It suddenly grew three feet, with five fingers turning into claws. The fingertips shone with an inexplicable green light, like the most sinister ghost light in the Nine Nether Hell.
Normally, with an extremely weird speed and posture, he struck out with his claws and actually knocked the Holy Light Thunder Dragon into a trembling light and flew backwards.
This ghost claw is the most proud of the vampire demon's magical power. He gained a slight upper hand as soon as he made a move. There was a look of ridicule on his old face and he said: "It doesn't seem to be more than that?"
"oh……"
Qin Changfeng's face was expressionless. He had already expected this situation. Although the power of the Holy Light Tribulation Thunder has a restraining effect on the demonic monks, it is not unusual for the demonic masters to be able to resist for a while with the blessing of magical weapons.
What's more, the power of a mere thunder dragon is far from comparable to that of a flying arrow in the void.
At this moment, two powerful figures flew out from the Yuqing Palace, and the old vampire demon attacked him.
One of them was clearly the Ghost King, and a small blood-red cauldron emerged from his sleeve. After infusing Yuan Power, countless red blood energy came out like a violent storm.
The other person was a beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure, her skin was like frost, and she had an excellent temperament. She was not as obviously charming as ordinary women from the Demon Sect, but she unknowingly attracted people who paid attention to his appearance.
The person is in a trance, as if he is about to be confused.
She is the master of the Demonic Hehuan Sect, Fairy Sanmiao!
What she used was a bunch of soft white silk, which was hard to see, but she could be seen dancing slowly, as if weaving an invisible net, covering Qin Changfeng. The impact of the Holy Light Thunder Dragon was unparalleled, but was caught by it.
This weak and invisible invisible net blocked it, and it seemed that it could not be broken through for a while.
"It seems that there is a reason why the way of cultivation can prosper. The power of top-level magic weapons and magical powers cannot be underestimated..."
Sanmiao Fairy and Poison God are both the masters of one of the four major sects. Their status is very important, and their Taoism is naturally far better than other demon sect masters. At this time, it is a battle of life and death. They will attack with force without mercy, and they will be killed in an instant.
In turn, Qin Changfeng was suppressed in the scene, which made him feel emotional.
"Even he is trapped. Is it true that Qingyun Sect is facing a catastrophe?" On the right side, someone whispered with despair. He looked around and saw everything in the sky. At this time, there were already two people in Qingyun Sect.
The first one has fallen!
And the second-generation disciples suffered heavy casualties.
Poof!
Lu Xueqi coughed up blood again. Although Lin Feng was dead, there were still many enemies. After all, she was overdrawn and could not resist the ensuing attacks.
In this life, due to the delay in launching the Immortal Killing Sword, Zhengdao is falling into an even worse situation.
Qin Changfeng raised his hand and waved, and dozens of flying arrows condensed. Under his precise control, they passed directly through the mesh of the surrounding invisible net and came to Lu Xueqi's side, instantly killing the people from the Demon Sect near her.
Destroy them all.
After being rescued again, Lu Xueqi looked at him. She had only been indifferent to this once slightly frivolous monk, but now she felt a little more grateful.
But after inadvertently looking at each other, her expression suddenly changed. It was extremely complicated, as if she was stunned, as if shocked, as if angry, as if regretful, and there was even more sadness in her eyes... The face and voice can change, but these eyes,
She has already been engraved in my heart, how can I forget it in this life?
In Ten Thousand Bat Cave, on the Ruthless Seaside, in the Blood Cave, in front of the ancient well... she can never forget it!!
"Who exactly are you..."
Amidst the blood flowers, the cold wind ruffled her hair, her eyes blurred, and she asked softly.
Qin Changfeng had a wry smile on his lips and was speechless.
He turned his head and raised his hand, and all nine Holy Light Thunder Dragons immediately rushed forward.
"boom……"
With a roar like the earth was shattering, all nine thunder dragons hit the invisible silk screen. The huge force directly broke through a hole in the silk screen, and even shocked Fairy Sanmiao back. She was horrified. The ferocity of this huge force,
In fact, she only sees him usually.
At this moment, Qin Changfeng once again used a scroll, which was the intermediate basic ability improvement scroll rewarded by the victory in the latest advanced battle. It can instantly upgrade the basic ability of a spiritual realm to the top level of LV3.
This scroll can be used three times in total. Qin Changfeng used this opportunity to suppress the long-range attack that was sublimated from the fifth-level basic long-range attack, making its attributes into only three basic attributes: basic attack, defense and life.
If it exceeds the opponent's, it will absorb 5% of the opponent's corresponding basic attributes after each long-range attack causes substantial damage, lasting one minute!
At the same time, there is an upper limit to the basic attributes that can be absorbed, but this upper limit will change with its own attributes and realm.
In the change of attributes, the change of the value from 2% to 5% is not the key. The key is that you can absorb the enemy's blessings and apply it to yourself. This is the real power of this basic ability after a qualitative change!!
After the nine thunder dragons escaped from the trap, Qin Changfeng did not let them attack any of the three enemies: the old vampire demon, Madam Three Seconds and the Ghost King. Instead, they all rushed directly towards the weaker Demon Sect disciples.
Helping Qingyun disciples is not the purpose, not even killing them, but absorbing basic attributes is!
Although plot characters do not have specific attribute panels, basic attributes also exist on them.
And compared to the masters of the Demon Sect, it is obviously much easier to absorb attributes from these ordinary disciples.
Qin Changfeng concentrated on three points and sent the nine thunder dragons into groups of three and three to kill the Demon Sect disciples in three different directions.
For a moment, wherever the thunder dragon passed, a terrifying bloody storm immediately broke out.
Seeing this, the other masters of the Demon Sect roared in fright and anger, and directly used their magic weapons and magical powers to attack the Thunder Dragon. At the same time, the vampire old demon, Fairy Sanmiao and the Ghost King came towards Qin Changfeng again.
Qin Changfeng held the Holy Light Scepter and used the extreme speed brought by the fifth-level phase Lingbo to engage in a close-quarters fight with the three of them, not giving them much room to release their long-range magical powers.
boom!
The murderous spirit among the four men boiled over, and an unprecedented and shocking battle broke out.
The three masters of the Demon Sect unleashed overwhelming demonic energy, intertwined blood lines, and various killing methods, which was very frightening.
Qin Changfeng used the Holy Light Scepter to hit the blood-red small cauldron that was suspected to be the Fulong Cauldron in the ghost king's hand. The air here exploded, setting off a terrifying airflow. The ghost king was pushed back by him, but the vampire old ghost and the three-second lady each
It left a wound on his body.
He didn't take it seriously and suddenly abandoned the Ghost King. His body turned into a golden light and rushed in front of the vampire old demon. The top of the golden scepter condensed the power of a massive amount of Heavenly Buddha's Holy Thunder, which was suddenly brighter than the sun and extremely terrifying.
puff!
The golden moon arc at the top of the scepter smashed down, completely smashing the old vampire demon's left shoulder. The blood and flesh were blurred, and the broken bones were pale. He screamed and fell back, but the fierce light in his eyes became more intense, as if he wanted to eat Qin Changfeng alive.
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At the same time, Qin Changfeng was also injured again. The attacks from the top masters of the Demon Sect should not be underestimated. His body was once again stained with blood, and the white monk's clothes had turned into blood.
But he had no influence at all. The more he fought, the braver he became, and the more he fought, the crazier he became.
In just ten seconds, the three masters of the Demon Sect were frightened by the beating. I felt that this monk, for some reason, became stronger and stronger as he fought!
Compared with more than ten seconds ago, it was still the same simple move, but the pressure on them had more than doubled!!
In fact, these ten seconds were just Qin Changfeng deliberately delaying time.
He is waiting to absorb enough basic attributes. It doesn't take long, just ten seconds is enough.
Ten seconds later, the nine thunder dragons were attacked by a group of magic sect masters, and they were all destroyed.
But the basic attributes he absorbed have reached the limit that his current state can absorb, so that he can no longer increase them.
At this time, an invisible sublimation brought about by the sudden increase in basic attributes was rapidly progressing on him.
You must know that the absorption of basic long-range attacks not only increases the attributes on the surface, but also the hidden physical qualities, such as strength, physique, recovery ability, anti-strike ability, etc.!
At this moment, he suddenly closed his eyes, seemingly intoxicated by the unprecedented power of his body.
But in the eyes of outsiders, his behavior seems to be a kind of giving up...
"kill!"
The severely injured vampire ancestor had hatred in his eyes, and a ferocious look on his withered face. He pinched the magic formula with one hand, and the red skull was filled with blood. He opened his mouth wide, and stretched out a dark and withered arm again.
A strong sense of bloodthirsty immediately filled the air.
The white silk in Fairy Sanmiao's hands turned into a heavenly and earthly net. Combined with the black and red blood light of the Ghost King, it was like a net of death, quiet and silent, suppressing it. It may not be a killing move, but it must have the terrifying power to trap the enemy.
, if caught in the net, what awaits him will be an overwhelming number of killing moves.
"Boom!"
At this critical moment, Qin Changfeng's body was covered with golden light, and his body suddenly grew taller...
