The fight between the two sides was as fast as lightning. From the time Qin Fengming was trapped in the illusion to the time he came out of the temple and broke out of the formation, it only took a dozen breaths.

He was able to escape from the powerful secret technique of a theosophical monk so quickly because of the power of the temple and the restraint effect of Qin Fengming's own spiritual eyes on the illusory formation.

If it were other aggregation monks who were trapped in the illusory formation manifested by the Lingxue Magic Heaven Technique, let alone breaking the formation, or even being in a stalemate within it, there is no telling whether they would be able to do so.

"Lingbao, I also have one, so you can experience it too." Facing the heavy pressure of the tall mountain peak, Cui Zhenhai's expression remained calm, without showing the slightest hint of worry. Seeing that the mountain peak was covered by his secret technique

Zhi, his expression relaxed, and he spoke lightly.

In the sound of words, a cloud of black light flashed on the spot, and a majestic energy appeared.

As the vitality of heaven and earth gathered rapidly, a bell rang out instantly.

Of course, Qin Fengming knew a lot about Bingli Palace. He knew that Bingli Palace had a chaotic spiritual treasure, the Hantian Bell. Although the Hantian Bell was very low on the list of spiritual treasures, it could be classified as a chaotic spiritual treasure, so its power was naturally powerful.

At this time, Qin Fengming was shocked when he saw the majestic icy energy displayed and the sound of bells ringing.

With his consciousness quickly locked on, his nervousness immediately eased.

This giant bell treasure flashes with huge power. Although the energy fluctuations are large, it does not reveal the slightest aura of chaos. It is obviously an imitation of the spiritual treasure.

"This is just an imitation spiritual treasure. It cannot scare Mr. Qin."

"To deal with your mere aggregation junior, I need to sacrifice a real Chaos Spiritual Treasure. This imitation of the Hantian Bell is enough to defeat your imitation Spiritual Treasure."

Cui Zhenhai, as the ancestor of the Bingli Palace Tongshen, did not want to blindly fight for the kill like other old monsters. When facing Qin Fengming, although his anger was revealed, his words were not so fierce.

As his words rang out, a ball of black light flashed up, and a huge black bell about ten feet in size was revealed. Under the giant bell, there was a wave of ice colder than what Cui Zhenhai's secret technique had just revealed.

A cold and cold atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

"Dang!~~" A bell rang loudly. Sound waves visible to the naked eye spread out from the giant bell.

The sound wave filled the air, and wherever it passed, even the air was frozen, as if it was frozen on the spot.

Cui Zhenhai did not pause at all. As the Hantian Bell imitation spirit treasure was activated, his spiritual thoughts rushed out. With a rapid movement of his fingers, the giant bell magic weapon disappeared with a whoosh. With a surge of ice-cold breath, Qin Fengming suddenly came from a distance.

It flashed out dozens of feet away.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!~~" A bell rang, and it suddenly resounded.

As the bell rang, huge blue blades several feet in size suddenly appeared from the giant bell, flashed in the air, and with a swishing sound, they slashed towards Qin Fengming who was standing in the white mist.

Before the sharp blade reaches his body, a powerful force of imprisonment has already swept over him.

Looking at the sharp blades, Qin Fengming couldn't help but squint his eyes. The power of the sharp blades transformed by sound waves was so powerful that he thought it was difficult to resist it with his current methods.

Without any hesitation, Qin Fengming flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Although a powerful force of imprisonment emerged, it would not have any impact on him under the white mist of the temple.

As his body flashed and disappeared, a majestic mana spurted out of Qin Fengming's body and quickly poured into the huge mountain peak.

The white mist rolled rapidly, and the thick mist quickly gathered towards the place where the sharp blade was slashing.

Facing the imitation spirit treasure attack driven by a spiritual cultivator, Qin Fengming did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!~~" Amidst the huge banging sound, the tall mountain peaks with a height of dozens of feet suddenly began to shake violently. The rapid honking resounded, and Qin Fengming who appeared could not help but feel horrified.

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The tall temple that he relied on so much felt like it was about to escape his control.

With his hands quickly clasping together, the tall mountain peak that was shaking rapidly finally stabilized slightly.

There is no doubt that the temple is powerful, but Qin Fengming still cannot activate all the power of the temple at this time. Under this situation, under the powerful attack of a spiritual monk, the temple finally became unstable.

Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's expression turned frightened. If even the temple could not protect him, then he would really be in an extremely dangerous situation.

With a move of his hand, a ball of emerald green flame flew out quickly, and when it spread out in the air, the sound of dragons, birds, and beasts roaring suddenly resounded.

Several huge figures flashed, and five figures flew out quickly, flying towards the sharp blades transformed by the giant bell. Suddenly, the sound of shrill bird chirping and beast roars resounded.

The soul-devouring ghost fire is a trump card that Qin Fengming relies on.

But at this time, facing the attack of a imitation spiritual treasure offered by a theosophical monk, the soul-devouring ghost fire he relied on was no longer so sharp. Except for the huge green dragon and fire beast, which could completely resist it with their own tenacity.

Apart from the opponent's slashes, the Sunbird, Fire Crow and Miasma Bird cannot fully contribute.

Under the attack of the cold sharp blades transformed by the sound waves, every time the three firebirds touched, they would be scattered and turned into pieces of fire that scattered in all directions.

But with the blessing of Qin Fengming's magic power regardless of the cost, the three firebirds were restored to their original state in an instant.

Although the ghost-eating ghost fire cannot completely resist the attack of Hantian Bell's imitation spirit treasure, with the obstruction of the ghost-eating ghost fire, the power of the sharp blade will be greatly reduced when it cuts on the temple.

After this fight, Qin Fengming finally learned about the terrifying methods of the spiritual monks.

If it weren't for the Devouring Ghost Fire's powerful restraint effect on cold-type attacks, if other secret techniques were used, it would be absolutely impossible to resist the opponent's imitation spirit treasure attack.

At this time, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel angry. The magic power surged in his body, and his hands started to make seals again. A red and blue sword blade several feet long was revealed, and he grabbed it in his hand.

As the long sword rotated rapidly, the sword blades flashed out, and after being spread out in the air, they formed sword lotuses and quickly moved toward the huge Hantian Bell imitation spiritual treasure cover.

Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, of course, cannot resist the opponent's imitation spiritual treasure, but with the resistance of Duoduo Sword Lotus, it can naturally offset part of its power.

As the sword lotus was revealed, the soul-eating ghost fire, prompted by Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts, had already dodged away, spread out in the air, and flew towards Cui Zhenhai below, who was leisurely watching the battle.

At this moment, Qin Fengming thought that it was impossible to defeat Han Tian Zhong's imitation spirit treasure attack.

But as long as he can severely injure Cui Zhenhai, who is still shrouded under the tall mountain below, he can naturally win this battle.

"Junior really surprised me. I actually have the magic flame secret technique within me, but if I want to use the demonic flames to transform the monsters into doing whatever I want, junior's thinking is too simple."

Seeing several demonic beasts transformed from demonic flames carrying various powers swooping towards him, Cui Zhenhai snorted coldly. He opened his mouth without moving his body, and a cold light flashed out.
Chapter completed!