Spirituality really didn't recover

After all, what the blood-robed old man created was nothing more than an illusion.

Illusions, aimed at the soul, are dedicated to suppressing the spirit.If you get caught in it, the fake will become real, and life and death will be controlled by the caster in the end.If Qin Feng is really just an ordinary little monk in the spiritual realm, he might have already been controlled by the other party.But Qin Feng is not.

His cultivation might not be high.

But the strength he possesses far exceeds his cultivation.

Under the current state, monks who don't need to exchange system points for points, and wait for the second level of leisure are not his opponents.More importantly, the coincidence of the souls of the two lives made his soul inherently strong, and such a mental attack could not hurt him at all.

At this moment, Qin Feng looked at the blood-robed old man floating in the air with a half-smile.

Originally menacing, the blood-cloaked old man who seemed to be the supreme ruler of this small cave, had an uncontrollable look of horror and fear in his flickering eyes, pouring out.The old man's unbelievable expression was extremely strong, and he said sharply: "How is it possible!"

"how could it be possible!"

Now, although his physical body does not exist, he is in the small cave, and if he is blessed by the small cave, the spiritual attack that evolves, not to mention the first level, even if the existence of the second level, may not be able to withstand it.He also thought that after obliterating Qin Feng's consciousness, he would take over Qin Feng's physical body, take this person completely as his own, and then regain his new life.

Never thought of it.

Such a young man who didn't even have a second level of cultivation, with such a stable soul, faced his mental shock, as if nothing happened.

As such.

Things get serious.

In his current state, this is all he can rely on.

When this most tyrannical method cannot take down the opponent, then there is no other method.

more importantly.

Qin Feng's calm and confident appearance surprised him.

His intuition told him.

The boy could kill him.

Suddenly, the blood-robed old man felt a strong sense of creepiness.

This old guy has lived for so long, and he has a very strong sense of life and death. At this moment, the blood-robed old man screamed again, and the mighty blood-colored wave, like a blood-colored wave coming out of the sky, gasped. With a bang, it exploded.

There are layers upon layers of defenses that look like a tight fit, firmly protecting the blood-robed old man in the middle.

Followed by this fellow with a sneer, he said, "I didn't expect that you, a young boy, would have such strength! I miscalculated! This time I admit defeat, but I want to kill me! With your current strength, you are far away from me!" not enough!"

"Farewell!"

The voice fell.

The body of the blood-robed old man wrapped in layers of blood waves began to blur.

He is very familiar with Xiaodongtian.

Just put him back where he came out.

He has absolute confidence that he will not let Qin Feng find him.

next thing to do.

Just keep hiding.

Waiting for the next opportunity.

Meeting such a stubborn person as Qin Feng this time does not mean that he will meet again next time.

'Little bastard, you want to kill me, there's no way! '

'I want to go, you can't stop me! '

'Quack, soon, soon! 'At this moment, the eyes of the blood-robed old man shone with strong waves.

It was as if he had really escaped from Qin Feng's grasp.

It's just that at the moment when his body was about to completely disappear, Qin Feng said indifferently: "Come when you want, leave when you want, what do you think I am?"

"No matter how terrifying strength you possessed in your lifetime, you are just a small fragment of your soul after all."

"Wanting to escape from my hands is just wishful thinking!"

The voice did not fall.

The Obsidian Saber blasted out.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng's saber technique, honed to the extreme, followed suit.

The blade, the saber technique, and the fusion of the two auras evolved into a power that surpassed ordinary supernatural powers, soaring into the air like this, pressing heavily on the bloody waves enveloping the blood-robed old man.

Even if these bloody waves are also full of impressive defensive power.

But under such a violent knife light, it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

He passed with a snort.

From top to bottom, fried to smash.

a time.

The entire small cave was filled with blood, and waves of air swept across it in all directions.

Originally hiding in it, the old man in the blood robe who was about to flee screamed in alarm, his half-illusory figure was forced out from the depths of the void by such force.

"asshole!"

The blood-robed old man was full of horror and roared wildly.

no way.

Hit and beat, escape and can't escape.

The blood-robed old man was startled and frightened, all previous emotions were completely gone.

At this moment, he was as humble as an ant, looking in horror at the sword that looked like a black horse, shattered the defense, and the sword light that had been pressed in front of him screamed again: "Do you know?" , who is this old man!"

"You bastard, you are too presumptuous!"

"If you go back hundreds of years, a junior like you, I can crush you to death with just one finger!"

"I really don't know what to say!"

In a hurry.

The blood-robed old man revealed his identity again.

I want to use this to scare Qin Feng away.

Qin Feng looked indifferent and unmoved.

The so-called identity is useless to him.

Perhaps this old thing had a powerful cultivation base and the power he controlled was also dominant during his lifetime.

But this has nothing to do with him.

Hundreds of years passed.

Everything in the past has long since become a misty cloud and no longer exists.

In the past few hundred years, the spirit of heaven and earth has been cut off. Except for some very powerful existences, the others have long since dissipated in the long river of history.

Moreover.

The blood-robed old man only has such a small empty cave, and he can see his current situation.

At this time!
The violent sword light evolved by Qin Feng continued to crush.

The shining knife light was unstoppable and unstoppable, and it was already pressing down on the blood-robed old man as a whole.

a time.

The last little luck of the blood-robed old man completely collapsed, and his huge body was already pressed to the ground by Qin Feng's flying knife light.

As long as the knife light is one step closer.

The blood-robed old man has no other possibility but to die.

At this moment, the blood-robed old man wailed, "Don't kill me!"

"Please, don't kill me!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want!"

In the line between life and death, the blood-robed old man cannot be tolerated.

heard here.

Just as it was about to sweep down and tear the blood-robed old man into pieces, the knife light suddenly stopped, just hanging above the blood-robed old man's head.

The blood-robed old man took a sneak peek, and the look of horror not only did not dissipate, but became more intense.

no way.

Such a tyrannical knife light, once it falls.

His little life is still not safe.

more importantly.

This tyrannical sense of coercion made him very uncomfortable.

of course.

In this situation, the blood-robed old man had another ray of vitality emerge from the depths of his eyes.

Qin Feng didn't kill him with a single blow.

In his view, this is his opportunity.

As long as you can survive, nothing else matters.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-robed old man withdrew his gaze, looked at Qin Feng tremblingly, and said, "To tell you the truth, this old man was the suzerain of the Tiannan Corpse Ghost Sect hundreds of years ago!"

"The dead ghost sect of the old man—"

The blood-robed old man narrowed his eyes habitually, and was about to fall into memory.

Qin Feng was not interested in listening to his nonsense, and said coldly: "No matter how tyrannical the corpse ghost sect is, but today, there are still traces of it? With me, don't talk such nonsense!"

While speaking, the knife light floating in mid-air suppressed a little more.

The pressure on the blood-robed old man increased again.

The horror in the old man's eyes became stronger again, and he quickly said: "Yes, yes, yes, the old man knows!"

Qin Feng said: "Let's talk about the key points."

The blood-robed old man said: "Okay, I won't hide it from you, I have a set of core inheritance from my corpse ghost sect!"

"This inheritance, called the Ghoul Technique, is the supreme secret method for tempering zombies and ghosts! Properly tempered, zombies can be pushed to the fifth level of gold corpses, and the same is true for ghosts! More importantly, after ghouls The ghouls cultivated by this technique are ferocious, and monks of the same realm, whether they are human monks, demon cultivators, or other schools, are no match for the ghouls tempered by this sect!"

Speaking of this, the blood-robed old man secretly glanced at Qin Feng again.

Seeing this young man still looked unmoved.

The blood-robed old man's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Wouldn't it be ecstatic for someone else to hear such news.

But this person is still like this.

For a moment, the blood-robed old man was a little uncertain.

To know.

Although he has stayed in this small cave for hundreds of years, he still knows the outside world very well.

He clearly knew what was going on today.

Not to mention the disappearance of monks in the fourth and fifth realms, even the existence of the second and third realms is very rare.

To know.

In their time, what were second and third level cultivators?
But now, such existences are very rare. It is conceivable to what extent the inheritance that supports the monk's breakthrough has withered.

But now, the blood-robed old man took the initiative to throw it out, and he has this inheritance on him.

He thought that Qin Feng would fall into it, but he didn't expect this person to be unmoved.

'What the hell is this guy doing?Could it be that he has a stronger inheritance?That's why you didn't take what you said to me? 'Thinking of this, the heart of the blood-robed old man also fluctuated.As an existence like him, if he could get a more powerful inheritance, how could he be calm.

However, this old thing was afraid that Qin Feng would see the clues, so he forcibly suppressed such thoughts.

'Leave that alone now! '

'What I need to do now is to survive! '

'Just carry it over, and later, come and settle accounts with this kid slowly!hey-hey--'

Thinking of this, the blood-robed old man began to speak again: "Of course, inheritance alone is useless! The most powerful heavy weapon in this sect is with me!" While speaking, the sleeves of this old thing vibrated, and just disappeared The blood coffin reappeared.