Immortal Cultivation: I Will Forever Be in the Demon Sect/
Chapter 161: Bloody Battle
Qin Feng, who shuttled between the mountains and forests, became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it.
He has done many things like "running away and selling".
However, every time he escaped in the past, the farther away he was from the enemy, the happier Qin Feng would be..
However, this time, the further he got from Elder Netherworld Sima Buping, the worse his mood became.
It was like quarreling with someone in his previous life. He was obviously arguing for himself, but he lost because of his stupid mouth. The more he thought about it after he returned home, the angrier he became.
He tossed and turned in bed at night and couldn't sleep. He suddenly jumped out of bed in the middle of the night and cursed to himself,
" F * ck! Why didn't I use my size 43 flip flops to slap him?"
Qin Feng was in such a mood..
The habit he had developed over hundreds of years of cultivation made him often "use thirty-six strategies, and move to the top" when he encountered enemies he was not sure he could defeat.
However, Old Ancestor Netherworld Sima Buping really disgusted him.
Therefore, Qin Feng suddenly stopped, no longer wanting to escape.
" We're all at the early Nascent Soul stage. I'm afraid of a hammer!"
"I'm very strong and I'm going to slap him!"
Qin Feng tried to strengthen his confidence, but in the end, he thought,
"Even if it's for the sake of the nine hundred people of Yellow Springs Peak, let's take revenge."
After a while, Old Ancestor Netherworld's proud voice sounded behind him.
Junior Brother Lin, why aren't you running? Do you know that anyone I target will be able to escape for the first time, but not for the fifteenth time?"
Qin Feng coldly looked at Sima Buping and cursed,
"You bastard, are you born without parents? Martial Uncle Netherworld taught you the immortal technique, but you stole the Netherworld Bell and sucked hundreds of souls from your fellow disciples.
I've just worked hard for several months to help you break the restrictions, but you want to annex my Mysterious Yin Cult."
"Courting death!"
Before Qin Feng could finish cursing, Old Ancestor Netherworld was already furious. He shook the Netherworld Bell in his hand and the world immediately changed color. Ghost fog filled the forest and demonic sounds rang in his ears.
For a moment, the Three Souls and Seven Souls in Qin Feng's body actually showed signs of instability. It seemed that they could rush out of his body at any time and be sucked away by the Netherworld Bell!
This was the power of this magic treasure. No matter how many wonderful techniques you had, if your soul was not preserved, you were destined to die!
Qin Feng held his essence and defended himself for a while. Suddenly, he remembered something and took out an ancient bronze lamp from his storage ring.
The faint light emitted from the ancient lamp shone on Qin Feng's body. The feeling that the three souls and seven spirits could leave his body at any time instantly disappeared!
Qin Feng was overjoyed.
This ancient bronze lamp was actually the one Qin Feng had taken from the Bronze Hall of Immortal Coffin Mountain.
After obtaining it, apart from meditating and cultivating, it can make people more focused and not be disturbed by external objects. Other than that, it has no other uses.
However, this ancient bronze lamp protected Qin Feng safely through the dangerous bronze hall.
Therefore, he thought that perhaps this lamp would have a special effect on a magic weapon like the Netherworld Bell, which specialized in soul attacks.
He did not expect that after a try, the effect would indeed be outstanding!
Sima Buping clearly did not expect that his Netherworld Bell, which was invincible, would not be able to do anything to Qin Feng at all!
Sima Buping's expression immediately turned as dark as water. He raised his hand and pointed forward, instantly summoning hundreds of dazzling red flying swords that flew towards Qin Feng from all directions..
These blood-colored flying swords of his all contained a unique poison in the world. As long as they cut the enemy's fur, they could instantly deplete his blood essence and cause him to die.
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[In addition, these thousand blood-colored flying swords can form a very powerful Blood Imprisonment Array, trapping people inside.]
It only took an hour to refine the enemy into a puddle of blood. This was Sima Buping's killer move, second only to the Netherworld Bell!
The moment he attacked, it was all the moves that he relied on to become famous. He did not underestimate Qin Feng and was clearly killing him..
Seeing this, Qin Feng took out a magic treasure shaped like a chicken heart.
This magic treasure was the one he had obtained when he entered the Devil Refining Cave not long ago. It was soft as cotton in his hand, and its entire body was covered with fine holes.
Once activated, a piece of fat fragrance flew out from the hardness refinement and turned into colored silk, binding the blood-colored flying swords flying towards him.
At the same time, those needle holes in the practice of hardness and softness will also spray a sticky and greasy juice with clear color.
Any flying sword entangled by the colored silk, as long as it was touched by the juice, would instantly turn into soft things and fall to the ground one after another.
It turned out that the Hardness Refining magic treasure Qin Feng obtained from the Devil Refining Cave was a magic treasure that could suppress thousands of flying swords.
No matter what kind of steel essence you are, it can be refined into scrap iron as soft as cotton. As the saying goes,"What is the intention of refining hard and turning it into soft fingers?".
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Seeing that the blood-colored flying swords that he had painstakingly refined not only failed to hurt Qin Feng, 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 hundreds of blood-colored flying swords, but only less than 200 were left. It could be said that the losses were heavy..
"I'll definitely dismember you!"
Sima Buping was obviously extremely angry.
Over the years, he had fought many Nascent Soul cultivators.
In the past, he could completely gain the upper hand with just one Netherworld Bell.
A slightly more powerful one could release thousands of blood-colored flying swords and kill or heavily injure the enemy.
He never thought that Qin Feng, who had never been famous, would break his Netherworld Bell first and then completely destroy his thousands of flying swords!
Sima Buping immediately roared and took out a handful of bean-like beads. He scattered them on the ground and turned into thousands of ferocious Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals. They formed an army and charged towards Qin Feng without caring for their lives!
Qin Feng slapped the beast pouch at his waist and summoned the Golden Gu that filled the sky. With a buzzing sound, they swarmed forward in all directions!
After a while, the thousands of Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals were all devoured by the Golden Gu, not even the dregs were left.
"Hiss!"
When Sima Buping saw this, he immediately sobered up a lot.
"This kid has many magic treasures. He's definitely not easy to deal with!"
Qin Feng, who had gradually gained confidence, grinned and said,"
"Have you run out of tricks?"
After saying that, he opened his lips and a bright jade pearl flew out. It flew above Sima Buping's head.
Then, a green light poured down from the Xuan Pin Pearl like a rainbow absorbing water.
Within the brilliance, a huge hand with a radius of forty to fifty feet appeared and grabbed towards Sima Buping!
Sima Buping's expression changed drastically. He took out a white paper umbrella from his storage ring. On the umbrella were drawn seven skeletons and nine naked witches..
This was one of his self-defense magic treasures, the Shura Umbrella. After it suddenly increased in size, it emitted a dazzling shield light that blocked the upper part..
Amidst the green light, the giant hand suddenly clenched toward the Asura Umbrella.
Five colorful smoke streams were emitted from the fingertips of the giant hand. Wherever it touched, the shield light shattered one after another. Finally, even the Shura Umbrella exploded and turned into pieces of paper, falling in the air.
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