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Chapter 118 A Powerful Hidden Weapon

Qin Haoyan's eyes were condensed, "Have you ever seen an old man selling paintings in the black market?"

"I haven't." Feng Qingran's voice was emotionless.

Qin Haoyan's old face froze, and Feng Qingran had already received the soul-stirring spell, so it was impossible to lie.

Could it be that they made a mistake, and the person who actually bought the painting was actually someone else?
Qin Haoyan raised his withered hand and inhaled the Qingluan Sword on the ground into his hand, "What is the name of this sword? Where did you get it?"

"It's called Qingluan, and I bought it at an auction." Feng Qingran replied truthfully.

"Take off the bracelet from your hand and give it to me." Qin Haoyan decided to take a look at Feng Qingran's secret first.

Feng Qingran raised her crystal-like jade hand, her face calm, "I can't take it off."

Qin Haoyan's eyes sank slightly, he was hit by the soul-hunting spell, and he subconsciously rejected him, it seems that this bracelet must be a treasure.

Qin Haoyan stretched out his hand towards Feng Qingran, and decided to take off the jade bracelet by himself.

Just when Qin Haoyan was about to meet Feng Qingran, Feng Qingran quickly stuffed a long needle into his hand.

Then, Feng Qingran flew quickly, and was several feet away from Qin Haoyan in the blink of an eye.

Qin Haoyan's eyes were full of anger, Feng Qingran dared to trick him!

But at this moment, Feng Qingran shouted: "Qian Xun is following, not far away!"

As Feng Qingran's voice fell, the long needle in Qin Haoyan's hand made a 'click', as if holding an umbrella.

Qin Haoyan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and wanted to throw the thing out.

Unfortunately it was too late!

boom! ——

A loud bang fell.

The umbrella exploded, and thousands of icy needles shot out from it, the power and power moved the ground, and the scene was creepy.

Qin Haoyan stared at the needle that was stabbing him in horror.

A volley turned over, dodged part of it, then raised his hand and waved his sleeve, rolled part of the needle into the sleeve, and then flung it out with the wind.

After Qin Haoyan saw tens of thousands of ice needles being thrown away by him, he broke out in countless sweats.

It was the first time Qin Haoyan saw such a powerful hidden weapon.

In the past, he could crush the hidden weapons into powder by raising his hand. He never imagined that there was such an indestructible hidden weapon!

If these things become popular outside, wouldn't the status of False God be in jeopardy?
"Feng! Qing! Ran! Since you sincerely seek death, then I will fulfill you!" Qin Haoyan's eyes were sinister, and his whole body was icy cold.

"Old man, I advise you to take a look at your back." Feng Qingran's crimson lips curled slightly, her apricot eyes were as bright as moonlight, and she even made a grimace at Qin Haoyan.

Fourth Senior Brother's Qianxun Needle is no joke.

Qin Haoyan looked sideways, and his heart jumped suddenly. The ice needle thrown out just now had actually reached his back.

Qin Haoyan turned over and dodged the rushing needle.

However, Bing Zhen turned a corner and rushed towards Qin Haoyan again.

Like a swimming snake, the ice needle bared its fangs and claws, refusing to let Qin Haoyan go with great fighting spirit.

No matter which direction Qin Haoyan fled to, it followed.

Qin Haoyan could only use his spiritual power to destroy these ice needles, but he found that no matter how much he destroyed, it was useless.

As if Bingzhen could regenerate, she chased after him.

Qin Haoyan looked at Feng Qingran, who was gloating in the distance, and was so angry that he wanted to pull Feng Qingran to block the needle!
Feng Qingran seemed to be aware of Qin Haoyan's intentions. When Qin Haoyan approached her, she purposely quickly moved in the opposite direction with the sword.

Qin Haoyan wanted to use coercion to restrain Feng Qingran, but was shocked to find that Feng Qingran was not afraid of her coercion.

What's more, the power of the domain cannot control Feng Qingran.

Qin Haoyan was terrified, Feng Qingran definitely had something weird about him, and Yuan Ying played False God all over the place.

It's just nonsense!

Ridiculous!

An endless killing intent ignited in Qin Haoyan's heart, and today's incident must not be passed on, so Feng Qingran must die!
Qin Haoyan gathered his spiritual power with both hands, ready to deal a fatal blow to Feng Qingran.

Generally, after cultivating into the False God, it is rare to use spiritual power to kill people.

The spiritual power of the False God is easy to consume, but it is difficult to replenish it.

You must go to a secret realm with plenty of spiritual power, or set up a life formation, and accumulate enough spiritual power before practicing.

After all, a False God is likely to absorb all the spiritual power of a city.

Those monks who are cultivated under the False God must not be able to compete with the False God.

The speed of spiritual power regeneration is extremely slow, so there is an agreement in Kyushu that all false gods are not allowed to practice outside at will.

Qin Haoyan flicked his sleeve with his left hand, and threw the ice needle away, while his right hand gathered spiritual energy.

A ball of green light floated in Qin Haoyan's palm.

There is an extremely terrifying power hidden in the green group, so that those ice needles dare not approach.

Qin Haoyan stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and a Taiji diagram unfolded under his feet, and the Taiji diagram instantly expanded to the entire False God Domain.

Feng Qingran's eyes were slightly fixed, staring at the Tai Chi diagram below, showing vigilance.

No matter how many tricks she has, she is still in the realm of the False God, and it is essential to be cautious.

What is truly terrifying about the False Gods is not their coercion and momentum, but their concentrated attack.

Although that blow could not destroy the world, it could instantly turn a radius of hundreds of miles into ruins.

Within a hundred li radius, there must be no survivors except False God.

Therefore, the battles of the False Gods are all within the domain, and the False Gods are also afraid of killing too many creatures and being contaminated with unprovoked karma.

Qin Haoyan glanced at Feng Qingran in the distance, his blue eyes were sinister.

The soul of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage still has some strength, and one blow can only take her life. If she wants her to be knocked out, another blow is needed.

After the Taiji diagram unfolded, the ice needles seemed to be disturbed, and they stabbed towards the Taiji diagram one after another.

Tens of thousands of needles sank into the Taiji diagram and disappeared.

The Qianxun Needle flashed red light, closed, and turned back into a small palm-length umbrella, flying towards Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran raised her hand to catch the Qianxun Needle. In a short time, the Qianxun Needle will no longer be usable.

"Feng Ci, why don't you come out and help?" Feng Qingran sent a voice transmission to Feng Ci.

Feng Ci and Yuan Bao almost cried when they heard Feng Qingran's voice.

"Woooooo...Master, you scared me to death!" Yuan Bao cried, blinking his big blue eyes.

"Woman, what happened to you just now? Why did you ignore me?" Feng Ci was angry and anxious.

With such a weak master, I live in fear every day.

"I don't know, the moment the black mist entered my body, I lost consciousness, and then suddenly regained consciousness..." Feng Qingran recalled the previous scene.

She seemed to be locked in a small dark room, where she could only see and hear what she was doing, but could not interfere with her behavior.

Fortunately, this situation lasted less than a moment.

Her consciousness immediately returned to normal.

"What!? Is it emptiness..." Fengci's words paused slightly. After it made a contract with Feng Qingran, it discovered that there was a ray of nothingness in Feng Qingran's body.

That is the power of nothingness that can only be cultivated if the realm reaches the level of stepping through the void.

The power of nothingness can break free from the shackles of anything substantial.

It is completely detached from the five elements, not within the limits of the realm.

It can be said that any way is useless in front of the power of nothingness.

The power of nothingness is above all powers.

Even though Feng Qingran only has a ray of nothingness in his body, as long as Feng Qingran can completely control it, even the emperor of heaven, Feng Qingran, can be justified.

However, the power of nothingness is the most difficult power to control.

Feng Qingran's current strength is not worthy of knowing the existence of the power of nothingness.

At least until Feng Qingran has cultivated to the level of Taoist Immortal, she will not be able to detect the existence of the power of nothingness.

After a monk crosses the catastrophe and ascends, he enters the upper realm, commonly known as the fairy realm.

The cultivation levels in the fairy world are divided into: Earth Immortal, Xuanxian, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal, Shangxian, Immortal Monarch, Immortal Emperor, Immortal Venerable, and Dao Immortal.

Each level is completed at ten levels, and then you can advance to the next level.

In the fairy world, that is the real hierarchy, the strong are respected, and the weak are ants.

Any low-level immortal should not offend the upper-level immortal. Once they offend, they will be relegated to the Cold Nether Valley and died, or directly thrown into the Zhuxian Terrace, and their souls will be scattered.

At the beginning, it just couldn't stand the cruel and ruthless rules of the upper world, so it chose to enter the small world to play.

result--

Tragically, he fell into Qi Zhi's hands, and half of his shell was peeled off, causing half of his divine power to disappear.

He could only stay in Shifangyu for an unknown amount of time, and finally met Baili Wenyue and signed a contract with Feng Qingran.

Entering the void space, got the chance to recuperate.

In fact, there is also the power of nothingness in the void space, but now the original power has not been found, and this place has not become a small world.

The power of nothingness is all sealed in the unknown area.

Feng Qingran still has a long way to go in the future, just to find the source of power, this one is enough for Feng Qingran to search through three thousand small worlds.

The power of origin was generated at the beginning of heaven and earth, and then scattered in various small worlds.

No one knows where they are, nor what the original source looks like. They can only sense them with their breath when they encounter them.

It was only a moment for Feng Ci to think about these things, but its sudden pause still aroused Feng Qingran's suspicion.

"Feng Ci, do you know what the mysterious power in my body is?" Feng Qingran asked aloud.

Fengci said with a little guilty conscience: "Ah? What? Oh? You fell into a coma, which may be related to the black energy of the False God, and the powerful spiritual power in your body protected you."

"What's the mess? Feng Ci, you should wash up and sleep!" Feng Qingran's almond eyes flashed a glimmer, Feng Ci was deliberately concealing something.

But having been with Feng Ci for so long, Feng Qingran knew very well that Feng Ci would not harm her.

Since Feng Ci didn't want to tell her, there must be a reason why he had to.

"Woman, how are you going to deal with that guy?" Feng Ci asked curiously.

Feng Qingran's beautiful eyes looked forward, shining brightly, "Naturally, use the most powerful weapon to deal with him, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while!"

Feng Ci was even more curious, "What are you going to use to deal with him? As far as I know, you don't have any magic weapon in your hand that can deal with False God."

At this moment--

Qin Haoyan's deep sunken eyes were sharp and cold, staring at Feng Qingran, as if he wanted to pierce Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran met Qin Haoyan's eyes calmly, folded her arms, and stood leisurely on the Qingluan Sword.

Qin Haoyan's wrinkled complexion was gloomy, holding a ball of spiritual energy in his hand like a dead tree branch.

The aura contained endless killing energy, which was extremely terrifying.

Qin Haoyan raised his other hand, and the runes on the Tai Chi formation under his feet flowed, black and white intersected, and murderous intent was everywhere in the softness.

Suddenly, black and white light clusters floated up on the Taiji diagram, and the light clusters charged towards Feng Qingran with majestic power.

Feng Qingran was startled, Yujian dodged the attack.

But the False God's attack, even if it didn't hit the body, was just as terrifying when it passed by.

Feng Qingran could feel that her dodging movements were getting slower and slower, and the spiritual power in her body was in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)