Qin Fengming used the soul-eating claw at this time. Although its power could not be compared with the powerful attacks of the monks at the peak of the aggregation, it was so powerful that Ghost Luo in the middle of the aggregation could not help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw it.

Gui Luo was in the restraints of several previous spiritual power attacks and did not experience them personally.

At this moment, facing the shroud of Soul Eater, he finally realized the power and sharpness of Qin Fengming's attack.

Before the huge power of imprisoning the soul came, Gui Luo had already dodged and avoided the place covered by the soul-eating claws. At the same time, his palms slapped out continuously, and two transformed monsters roared out,

Quickly block the soul-eating grab revealed by the attack.

"Bang! Bang!" Two colorful horses flashed, and the two monsters that came out of the ghost network were blocked and disappeared immediately under the flash of two Qingyan swords.

The huge claws wrapped in the mist flashed and grabbed the huge array disk in the air. There was a crisp sound and the huge array disk was crushed on the spot.

With a soul-eating grab, Qin Fengming certainly didn't think he could defeat Gui Luo. The purpose of his attack was to destroy the huge array.

Although that huge magic circle did not pose much of a threat to him, those endless skeletons in the late stage of infant transformation were really insurmountable. And Qin Fengming's first priority this time was to destroy the soul sacrifice. Breaking the magic circle, naturally

It can disperse twenty to thirty million ghosts.

"Damn it, junior, how dare you destroy the formation disk. Huh, do you think that without this magic circle, I can't trap you and kill you?" Seeing that the formation disk was broken, Gui Luo's face suddenly showed anger.

Gui Luo knew what it meant when the formation was broken. Although he still had a back-up plan, the magic formation was broken, and his heart became fierce.

But the fight between the two sides, even though it was only two strikes, Gui Luo was already very afraid of Qin Fengming's methods.

Gui Luo was even more shocked when he recalled that the young man in front of him had escaped from the joint pursuit of three peak gathering monks.

After shouting, Gui Luo did not get entangled with Qin Fengming at all. As he waved his hands, several monsters suddenly appeared and roared towards Qin Fengming, and they themselves disappeared in a flash.

In the mist.

Five-colored rays of light flashed, and several monsters gathered in the mist were killed. The powerful restraint effect of Qingyan's sword light on the secret technique of Ghost Luo was fully revealed in this confrontation between the two sides.

Qin Fengming's consciousness locked onto a fast and escaping figure in the distance, snorted coldly in his nose, and moved the magic formula in his body, turning into a multi-colored escaping light, and shot away in pursuit amid the mist and souls everywhere.

The sword light shot out one after another, and all the spirits blocking his way were easily killed and swept away.

Without the harassment of the huge magic circle, with Qin Fengming releasing the majestic true ghost aura in his body, he unexpectedly found that those souls and ghosts with no intelligence were actually quite obedient to him, and did not enter the mist like other monks.

At this time, a swarm attack situation appeared.

This made him feel so happy that he no longer felt any burden in his heart.

"Lang Yuan, quickly remove the spell and hand the soul-suppressing bell to me." Gui Luo's figure flashed, and he arrived at the place where the three ghost cultivators were standing in an instant. Before he could stop, he was already shouting quickly.

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These three ghost cultivators turned out to be people at the top of the Ghost King. Everyone gathered around, each making secrets, and working together to control a huge black bell that was about ten feet tall.

Amidst the crackling sound, ripples were extinguished by the green mist on Qin Fengming's body.

"You can actually drive the soul energy?"

Seeing such a scene, Gui Luo became even more gloomy, and couldn't help but scream in shock. His eyes flashed fiercely, and his hands quickly waved out magic spells. At the same time, Tao magic spells gushed out from his mouth, and even more majestic magic power was already there.

Injected into the tall black bell.

Facing the opponent's imitation spirit treasure attack, Qin Fengming was also shocked. The ripples seemed gentle, but the huge power of the soul contained in it made him feel frightened.

Seeing the other party casting a spell again, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed. He raised his hand, and a talisman he had been holding in his hand flashed out. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and a huge magic circle had already blocked the person who was casting the spell.
Chapter completed!