boom......

The giant made up of tens of thousands of ghost crows was thousands of meters high. He did not use any magic weapon, but instead smashed it towards Qin Fei like a warrior fighting, swinging his fists like a mountain.

"Fire Spirit Art!"

Qin Fei estimated that evil things like ghost crows should be afraid of flames.

He directly activates the fire spiritual power and turns into a fire dragon hundreds of meters long, facing the "Ghost Crow Giant".

Bai Hanshuang also sacrificed his spiritual sword magic weapon and shot out blue and white sword energy to assist in the attack.

However, the Ghost Crow Giant was indeed powerful, and a black storm lingered on his huge fist.

After colliding with the fire dragon, it directly knocked the fire dragon into sparks and fell to the ground.

"It's interesting!"

Qin Fei raised his eyebrows and sacrificed the Pure Yang Sword. After a slight rotation, he turned into a golden giant sword and stabbed directly into the chest of the Ghost Crow Giant.

"A little trick!"

The Ghost Crow Giant waved his hand and there was a whirlpool of strange black mist gushing out on his chest.

After the Chunyang Sword shot into the vortex, it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, with black "silt" covered with corrosive aura, as if it wanted to melt the Chunyang Sword.

Damn it!

Qin Fei's heart skipped a beat, feeling that he had indeed underestimated the group of ghost crows. He hurriedly sacrificed the Seven Treasure Lotus of Heaven, rotated above the Ghost Crow Giant, and began to release the Jinglian Demon Fire.

Swish...

The Swallowing Sky Seven Treasure Lotus has been absorbing the fire spiritual power in the Burning Heaven Purgatory for a while, so the storage capacity of the Jinglian Demon Fire is relatively sufficient.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost crows turned into fireballs, burning fiercely.

It seems that the entire ghost crow giant, which is thousands of meters high, has turned into a mountain of flames.

However, something that made Qin Fei's heart stumble.

Although the Ghost Crow Giant was swallowed by the Jinglian Demon Fire, it was not burned to ashes, but instead smiled grimly: "Just with your little means, you want to destroy me?"

"Sir, no, this group of ghost crows was born from the resentment of immortals. Now they are burned by the Jinglian Demon Fire, which has completely aroused the sleeping resentment. I am afraid that the combat power is close to that of the Mahayana stage." Meisha also noticed the changes in the ghost crows in Hongmeng Tower and hurriedly reminded.

"The strength of the Mahayana period? How to fight?"

Qin Fei's back cooled down, he grabbed Bai Hanshuang's wrist and flew out for thousands of meters before talking about it.

"Humble human, you have angered the Lord!"

The "Flame Giant" roared in a low voice, and with a wave of his hand, a large number of arrows formed by flames shot towards Qin Fei.

The dazzling shock wave made the entire sky slightly distort, and the huge heat wave made the rocks on the ground melt quickly like cream.

"Sir, go to that ruins. The ghost crow has lived here for so many years, but he dare not get close to that ruins. He is absolutely afraid of anything!" Meisha reminded quickly.

"good!"

Qin Fei did not look back and kept circulating his spiritual power, urging his wind battle suit, shooting towards the ruins a few kilometers away like a mad dog.

Whoosh...

The flame arrowhead was faster and reached behind Qin Fei in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying flames made Qin Fei feel that the air around him was evaporated and his breathing became unsmooth.

"Bang!"

With a severe pain, Qin Fei was shot in the back.

The whole person rushed forward, hugged Bai Hanshuang, and swallowed the blood that reached his mouth.

"Qin Fei, are you okay?" Bai Hanshuang could also feel the terrifying power of the flame arrow. Seeing Qin Fei hit an arrow, he showed a worried look.

"It's okay, a little skin injury!"

Qin Fei forced a smile, and saw that he was less than a thousand meters away from the site, so Meisha tore the space and plunged into it.

With just one's effort, a large number of flame arrows fell on the ground, causing the originally rugged rocks to vaporize in an instant, forming a deep pit that was at least hundreds of meters, like a glass-like one.

call....

As soon as the scene changed, Qin Fei held Bai Hanshuang and fell into a dilapidated hall.

The tall crystal beams and pillars around them are chaotic across the ground. However, it can still be seen that the material of this site is extraordinary, and most of them are made of high-end crystal stones.

Even if it is ruined, there is no dust visible, it is shining brightly, giving people a very tall and noble feeling.

Qin Fei let out a sigh, let go of Bai Hanshuang, touched his back with his back, and it was already bloody and bloody, and there was no feeling at all.

"You lie on my lap, I'll help you heal your wounds!" Bai Hanshuang showed a heartache look.

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

Qin Fei also relaxed and lay on Bai Hanshuang's plump and elastic legs, closing his eyes slightly.

With his strong defense and self-healing physique, this injury is actually nothing, but the terrifying fire spirit power that hurts his internal organs. It will definitely take some time to regulate his breath before he can recover.

As Bai Hanshuang's little hand gently pressed his back, Qin Fei gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was two days later.

"I've been sleeping for so long?" Qin Fei sat up and felt a little incredible. However, the wound on his back had improved a lot, thanks to Bai Hanshuang's careful care these two days.

"You are too tired. Anyway, it's quite safe here. You can sleep for a while." Bai Hanshuang took out a handkerchief and wiped Qin Fei's face, and said very gentlely.

"I've already felt much better!"

Qin Fei smiled and used his spiritual power to activate his injuries, and his injuries were basically recovering.

But then I thought of a question: I can’t hide in this ruins all my life, and I have to seize the time to find fragments of the immortal weapon.

When Qin Fei was a little worried, a figure wearing a white robe who seemed to be walking slowly slowly walked out of the ruins in the distance.

"May I ask, are you monks from the Flame Dragon Continent?" The white-robed monk had an ordinary face and was a shameful crowd. He could never find that kind anymore.

"Who are you?"

Qin Fei did not answer, but asked back after being alert in secret.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Can you tell me that the Martial God Temple in the Flame Dragon Continent still exists now? Who is the head?" The white-robed monk seemed to be wary of Qin Fei and the others, and kept a distance of at least 500 meters.

"Since you are hiding it with fellow Taoist, so sorry, we have nothing to tell you!"

When Qin Fei saw the other party, he mentioned the Temple of the Martial God as soon as he spoke, and his expression became more vigilant.

"This fellow Taoist, I am Bai Hanshuang from the Jade Girl Palace. I don't know which sect you are from and why you are here?" Bai Hanshuang also looked at the white-robed monk and asked.

"Oh, you are the leader of the Jade Girl Palace. Remember back then... Forget it... No one remembers me anymore, and I don't dare to leave here!"

The white-robed monk's voice became melancholy. He leaned against a tilted pillar and took out a pot of wine and started drinking.

"Fellow Daoist, you are also from the Temple of the Martial Gods, do you know Han Xin?"

When Qin Fei saw that the other party was not like a vicious person, he asked tentatively. If he and Han Xin were friends, then he might as well kill him.

If he is an opponent of Han Xin, it will be like his own friend, so it would be okay to help him.

"Han Xin..."

The white-robed monk was slightly stunned, and suddenly two lines of tears burst out: "I didn't expect that five hundred years have passed, and someone still knows my Han Xin's name!"

"What, your name is Han Xin?"
Chapter completed!