Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The more Qin Feng thought about it, the angrier he got.

He had done many things like "running away" before.

But every time he escaped, the farther he was from the enemy, the happier, more pleased, and more complacent he felt.

But this time, the further he was from the Huangquan Patriarch Sima Buping, the worse his mood became.

It was like the time when he had an argument with someone in his previous life. He was obviously right, but he lost because he was not good at talking. When he got home, he got angrier and angrier.

At night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He suddenly jumped out of bed in the middle of the night and cursed inwardly:

"Fuck! Why didn't I use my size 43 flip-flops to beat him?"

Qin Feng is in this mood now.

The habit he had developed over hundreds of years of cultivation made him often "run away is the best strategy among the thirty-six strategies" when he encountered an enemy he was not sure of defeating.

But Huangquan Patriarch Sima Buping really disgusted him.

So, Qin Feng suddenly stopped and didn't want to run away anymore.

"We are all in the early stage of Yuanying, I'm not afraid of him!"

"I'm very strong... I will beat him up!"

Qin Feng tried to strengthen his confidence, and finally thought:

"Even if it's for the more than 900 people on Huangquan Peak, let's avenge our blood..."

After a while, Huangquan Patriarch's proud voice sounded behind him,

"Junior Brother Lin, why don't you run away? Don't you know that if you are stared at by me, People on the earth can escape the first day of the month, but not the fifteenth?"

Qin Feng looked at Sima Buping coldly and cursed:

"You, are you born without parents? Uncle Huangquan taught you the immortal method, but you stole the Huangquan Bell and sucked away the souls of hundreds of fellow disciples.

I have worked hard for several months to help you break the ban, but you turned around and wanted to annex my Xuanyin Sect..."

"You are looking for death!"

Before Qin Feng finished cursing, the ancestor Huangquan was furious. He shook the Huangquan Bell in his hand, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The mountains and forests were filled with ghost fog, and the devil's sound was buzzing in his ears.

For a moment, the three souls and seven spirits in Qin Feng's body showed signs of instability, as if they could rush out of the body at any time and then be sucked away by the Huangquan Bell!

This is the power of this magic weapon. No matter how many magic methods you have, if your soul is not protected, you are destined to die!

Qin Feng held Yuan Shouyi and resisted for a while. Suddenly, he remembered something and took out an ancient bronze lamp from the storage ring.

The dim light from the ancient lamp shone on Qin Feng. The feeling that his three souls and seven spirits might leave his body at any time disappeared instantly!

Qin Feng was overjoyed.

This ancient bronze lamp was actually the one that Qin Feng took from the Bronze Hall of the Immortal Coffin Mountain.

After getting it, he found no other uses except that it could make people more focused when meditating and not be disturbed by external things.

However, this ancient bronze lamp protected Qin Feng and helped him walk through the dangerous bronze hall.

So he thought just now that maybe this lamp would have a miraculous effect on the Huangquan Bell, a magic weapon that specifically attacks souls.

Unexpectedly, after a try, it really worked!

Sima Buping obviously didn't expect that his Huangquan Bell, which was always invincible, could not do anything to Qin Feng at this time!

Sima Buping's face suddenly became gloomy. He raised his hand and pointed forward, instantly summoning hundreds of blood-colored flying swords with dazzling red light, flying towards Qin Feng from all directions.

All of his blood-colored flying swords contain a kind of strange poison in the world. As long as they cut the enemy's fur a little, he will be exhausted and die in an instant.

In addition, these thousands of blood-colored flying swords can also form a very powerful blood prisoner formation to trap people inside.

It only takes half an hour to refine the enemy into a pool of blood. It is Sima Buping's killer move second only to the Yellow Spring Bell!

This move of his is all the tricks that made him famous. He did not despise Qin Feng, but clearly put him to death.

Seeing this, Qin Feng took out a magic weapon shaped like a chicken heart.

This magic weapon was the Lian Gangrou that he had obtained when he entered the Demon Refining Cave for the second time not long ago. Holding it in his hand, it was as soft as cotton and covered with fine pores.

Once it was activated, a scent of fat flew out of the Lian Gangrou, turning into thousands of colorful threads, entangling the blood-colored flying swords flying towards him.

At the same time, a kind of sticky and greasy juice with a clear color would be sprayed out from the pinhole holes of the Lian Gangrou.

Any flying sword entangled by the colorful threads would turn into soft objects in an instant and fall to the ground as long as they were touched by the juice.

It turned out that the Lian Gangrou that Qin Feng obtained from the Demon Refining Cave was

A magic weapon that can defeat thousands of flying swords.

No matter what kind of steel or black iron you are, it can be refined into scrap iron as soft as cotton. As the saying goes: "Why do you want to refine the hard steel into something soft and soft?"

Seeing that the blood-colored flying swords that he had worked so hard to refine not only did not hurt Qin Feng at all, but were destroyed one after another, Sima Buping was shocked and angry. He waved his hand and recalled the flying swords.

In just a short while, there were only less than 200 blood-colored flying swords left out of the hundreds of thousands of them, which was a heavy loss.

"You... I must tear you to pieces!"

Sima Buping was obviously very angry.

Over the years, he had fought against quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the past, he could completely gain the upper hand with just a Yellow Spring Bell.

If he was a little stronger, he could release hundreds of blood-colored flying swords, which was enough to kill or seriously injure the enemy.

He never expected that Qin Feng, who had never had a reputation, would break his Yellow Spring Bell first and then completely destroy his hundreds of flying swords!

Sima Buping roared angrily, took out a handful of soybean-like beads, and scattered them on the ground. They turned into thousands of ferocious ghost kings and ghost generals, forming a legion and rushing towards Qin Feng desperately!

Qin Feng slapped the beast bag on his waist and summoned a sky full of golden Gu, which hummed and swarmed forward!

In just a moment, the thousands of ghost kings and ghost generals were devoured by the golden poison, leaving not even a trace.

"Hiss..."

Seeing this, Sima Buping suddenly became much more sober.

"This boy has many magic weapons, and he is definitely not easy to deal with!"

Qin Feng, who has gradually gained confidence, grinned and said:

"Have you run out of tricks?"

After saying that, he opened his lips, and the bright jadeite Xuanpin Pearl shot out and flew to Sima Buping's head.

Then, a emerald light poured down from the Xuanpin Pearl like a long rainbow absorbing water.

In the light, a shocking giant hand of four or five feet in radius appeared and grabbed Sima Buping!

Sima Buping's face suddenly changed, and he took out a white paper umbrella from the storage ring. There were seven skulls and nine naked witches with ghost faces painted on the umbrella.

This was his self-defense magic weapon, the Shura Umbrella. It suddenly grew several times larger, emitting dazzling shield lights that blocked the sky.

In the green light, a giant hand suddenly clenched towards the Shura Umbrella.

Five colorful smokes came out from the fingertips of the giant hand. Wherever it went, the shield lights were shattered. Finally, even the Shura Umbrella exploded and turned into pieces of paper, falling in the air...