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Xing Sheng said with sincere admiration: "My uncle is really amazing. He can activate such an amazingly powerful formation at the ninth level."

In fact, I was also drained. One shot was already the limit. Qin Feng stood up with difficulty: "It's just so-so. If the power of this move just now is compared with a divine warrior, how powerful it is."

Xing Sheng pondered for a moment and then replied: "If my perception just now is correct, that blow should be equivalent to a full blow from a seventh-level warrior who has stepped into the second level of military will."

Is it so powerful?

Qin Feng felt happy and quite satisfied. At least he had this move, and he also had a certain ability to fight back.

But what is regrettable is that you can only shoot one shot at a time, and you have to run away after shooting.

Moreover, at present, there is no way to effectively solve the drawback of casting a spell that is too long in advance.

"Alas, there is a long way to go." Qin Feng sighed.

Because it was night and the light was dim, Hei Tantou did not notice the formation in front of Qin Feng's toes, so he asked: "Uncle, were you just turning the entire courtyard into a big formation?"

In Heitan Tou's inherent concept, the execution of formations requires a large area of ​​land.

Qin Feng shook his head and motioned for the other party to come forward: "This is Bai Lei's formation diagram."

Hei Tantou looked at the ten-inch circular formation and was greatly surprised: "I originally thought that the size of the formation must be measured in feet at least.

But he didn't expect that the move just now could be performed with such a small formation. "

Qin Feng nodded: "Bai Lei is driven by literary energy. It has nothing to do with the size of the formation. The key is to see how much literary energy can be injected."

As soon as he said these words, Qin Feng suddenly had an idea.

The authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, but Heitan Tou's problem reminded him.

Since Bai Lei's formation diagram has no size requirements, he can completely carve the formation diagram on something that can be carried with him in advance. In this way, wouldn't it be necessary to cast a spell before shaking! ?

"I thought of it!"

"Uncle, what did you think of?" Monk Xing Sheng Zhang Er was confused.

Qin Feng didn't answer and ran to Qing'er's room happily.

In place, only Xing Sheng, who looked confused, was left.

The next day, it was still dark, and even the second brother Qin An, who always got up early to practice, did not come to the courtyard.

And Qin Feng was already in place.

After a night's rest, the literary energy in his body has recovered, so he wants to try the idea that came to him last night!

Qin Feng took out the gloves that Qing'er had sewn with Bai Juan from his arms, and then slowly put them on.

On the inside of the glove, a complex circular pattern is carved with a brush, which is Bai Lei's formation pattern!

Now that Zoro Romustam in Fullmetal Alchemist can carve an alchemical circle on his gloves, he can perform the astonishingly powerful flame alchemy.

Then he, Qin Feng, can naturally follow the pattern of the gourd and draw the formation diagram on his gloves, and use White Thunder!

"I have to say, Qing'er's skills are really good. These gloves are quite silky when worn." Qin Feng sighed with emotion, and then his face straightened.

He took a deep breath and began to direct Wen Qi to flow into the formation pattern on his gloves.

What happened next was just like last night, Wen Qi was constantly being drawn into the formation, and a dazzling white light emitted from the formation.

Exactly now!

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly opened, his palms were spread flat, and his right index finger pointed in the direction he wanted to attack.

The white thunder turned into a white line and struck into the air.

The white light appears suddenly and then disappears!

Success!

The cultural energy in Qin Feng's body was drained, and he collapsed on the ground again, his face full of excitement and joy.

If Bai Lei uses this move well, when he encounters an enemy, he can definitely catch him by surprise!

"I am no longer the loser who can only hide behind others!" Qin Feng clenched his fists.

After a while, he added: "Probably"

After dawn, Qin Feng, who was in a good mood, drank three large bowls of porridge, and then walked toward the Black Mist Forest with Lan Ningshuang.

He hadn't seen Sister Mo for many days, and he missed her very much. He didn't know if her sister had lost weight due to hunger. Of course, his real purpose was to ask for another True Meaning of Life.

On the way, Lan Ningshuang asked worriedly: "Uncle, white thunder suddenly appeared in the Qin Mansion last night. Nothing happened to you, right?"

Miss Lan didn’t know that I was the one who cast the white thunder. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said: “Last night, I also saw the white thunder, and it was really shocking.

Hei Tantou was also with me at that time. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, saying that the white thunder must be a magical skill that no ordinary person could perform.

I also think that people who can perform tricks like Chu are definitely not ordinary people.

It's a pity that I couldn't see it with my own eyes. "

Lan Ningshuang naturally knew who the black charcoal head mentioned by her uncle was, and said with a strange expression: "Xing Shenling, when facing hundreds of ghosts and monsters, he can keep his face straight and charge into battle, how can he be frightened by a mere thunder.

As for the person who only dares to use tricks in secret, he is definitely just a young person and not worth mentioning.

If there is a next time, I will definitely catch that person.

Uncle, please rest assured. "

I can't rest assured, it will be embarrassing if you catch me. Qin Feng coughed dryly and changed the subject at the right time.

Approaching the Black Mist Forest, an unexpected scene appeared. In the past, everyone's expression changed, fearing that the dangerous place they could avoid, someone actually walked out of the mountain forest.

What's happening here?

Is it the sound of the hungry little beast that's no longer scary, or is it that the black mist that Sister Mo is spewing doesn't work well?

What surprised Qin Feng even more was that the tall Snake Head Cliff disappeared!

Could it be that Sister Mo turned into a human again?

Curious Qin Feng stopped a burly young man and asked about the situation, and then his expression changed.

It turned out that three days ago, the Snake Head Cliff in the Black Mist Forest disappeared, and the deafening roar of the beast disappeared with it.

Not only that, every night, the black fog covering the forest no longer permeated.

Many people are saying that it is the powerful monsters in the forest that left here and went elsewhere.

The people who make a living by hunting wild beasts carefully explored the periphery of the forest, but they never saw any danger, and finally they got up the courage to enter the forest.

So, there was this scene.

After Qin Feng thanked the man, he fell into deep thought.

If the white little guy was still in the Black Mist Forest, Sister Mo would never let these people enter the forest.

Could it be that Sister Mo and the others really left?

It shouldn't be.

"Sister Mo said at the time that the reason why she and the little guy stayed here was because of the latter's mother's instruction.

And there will be a thin spiritual energy here, which can speed up her cultivation and is also very beneficial to the little guy.

In other words, unless they have to, Sister Mo and the others will never leave this treasure land.

Is there an accident?"

Qin Feng was a little worried. Although Sister Mo was a snake demon, she was kind-hearted. After several contacts, he also regarded her as a friend.

And that cute little guy, he also thought it was very lovable.

Qin Feng really didn't want them to be in any danger.

"Three days ago, I was in Qiyuan City.

Could Sister Mo's departure be related to the Jiashang disaster in Qiyuan City?

No, it shouldn't be. The invasion of the city happened earlier. If it was really because of this that they had to flee, it should be when Jinyang City sensed the earthquake.

She should have taken the little guy away."

Qin Feng kept guessing the possibility, but he couldn't find a clue and frowned.

Seeing this, Lan Ningshuang asked with concern: "Son-in-law, are you okay?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "Let's go back."

Since Sister Mo is not here, there is no need to go into the Black Mist Forest.

As the two were about to leave, Qin Feng turned his head and looked at the cliff that was obviously empty.

He prayed in his heart, hoping that Sister Mo and the little guy were all right.