Si Rong and others looked solemn, and everyone heard the power of Yunyu magic powers exerted by Jiao Wei.

Qin Fengming was in the big formation, and everyone couldn't see it through the crystal wall, but knew that the range of the big formation had been completely covered by Yunyu. Qin Fengming could not leave the big formation and would inevitably be attacked by Yunyu at all times.

When everyone thought of it as the gifted magical power that Old Ancestor Jiao Wei was proud of, they felt a chill.

If there is no large formation, you can still survive the attack and killing of Jiao Wei, but now, Qin Fengming can only stay in the clouds and rain for a long time and try to crack the opponent's magical power.

Thinking back on Qin Fengming's various methods, Si Rong couldn't think of any method that would make the ancestor Jiao Wei stop using the arts.

For a moment, Si Rong, Master Jimiao and other Mahayana minds, who were familiar with Qin Fengming, were extremely tense, as if they were even more nervous than everyone else in the formation.

The shouts of the ancestor Jiao Wei came into Qin Fengming's ears and his heart was also tight.

The negative aura in the clouds is indeed powerful, giving people a feeling of being in a hazy world, as if the heaven and earth are rotating, making people unable to distinguish between the west and the east. At the same time, the soul energy in the body seems to be activated by a certain aura, and is consuming on its own.

The falling rain blade is sharp and has the ability to break defense. The raindrops carry terrifying power. The Qingyan sword energy activated by Qin Fengming will sink into the pouring rain and will be broken by the raindrops.

Any drop of rain contains terrifying power. If there was no golden array pattern cover here, I am afraid that this land had been drilled through by raindrops and penetrated into it countless feet.

The sharp aura filled the world, and the clouds and mist rolled like tides, surging towards the area where Qin Fengming was located. The rolling clouds and mists were terrifying and terrifying, like a violent turbulent ocean. It seemed like a huge abyss above Qin Fengming's head, and the majestic clouds and mists gathered in succession.

The monk watching the battle could see clearly that the reason why Qin Fengming was able to do nothing for a moment was that the sword blade burst out from the long sword in his hand was also terrifying, and could clear away the clouds and fog above his head and the heavy rain covered him.

But Qin Fengming was at a disadvantage. Although the vast clouds and mist and raindrops in the sky were blown away by the sword energy, the energy did not disappear. They reconverged between the sky and the earth and gathered again towards Qin Fengming.

Anyone can see Qin Fengming's danger clearly. It seems that sword blades passing through the sky and the earth penetrate the void, but it still seems weak in the fog surging the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Jiaowei's magical power has increased the threat in this formation several times. The junior seems to be unable to resolve it, and he was finally killed by Fellow Daoist Jiaowei."

Standing on the side of the monk Jiaowei Ancestor, he was extremely relaxed at this moment, and everyone had a smile on his face.

Not only did Saint Master Jishuang think so, but Saint Master Yanyou frowned and worried about Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming chose to fight with Jiao Wei in the sealed formation, which is a difficult strategy. If there is no space limitation, with Qin Fengming's strength, Yan You Saint Lord believed that he would definitely be able to break out of the area covered by clouds and rain, making this natural magical power of Jiao Wei's ancestor useless.

The clouds and mists are surging, and the rainstorm is pouring. The golden light shines in the formation, making the clouds and mists look dazzling.

Qin Fengming danced quickly in the heavy rain of clouds and mist, and the blue sword blades in his hand were like dragons soaring into the sky. He slashed and shot over his head. The holes in the space flashed, endless ice and cold energy surging, and the sounds of bangs and bangs trembled and trembled in the void, like the collision of essence and iron, shaking people's hearts.

The scene was extremely unfavorable to Qin Fengming. Everyone only saw Qin Fengming resisting the attack and killing of the Yunwu Rain Blade with all their strength, while Jiao Wei's ancestor was not revealed, as if Qin Fengming was fighting with Xuwu.

Suddenly, Qin Fengming sat cross-legged in the void.

Then a ball of black mist suddenly gushed around him, and Qin Fengming's figure disappeared into the crystal mural screen, and was flooded by the black mist in the sky and disappeared.

The black fog surged, and the blue and black clouds covered the impact above. The two sides intertwined, but there was no collision and rushing. It seemed that there was no too much obstacle, and it blended together.

Qin Fengming sacrificed the ghost-eating Yin Misty, and did not resist much soul fog of Jiaowei's ancestor.

A contemptuous laughter sounded in the void: "Hahaha... I am not an ordinary vital technique that can resist, so you can wait for your mind to be weak and be captured by me."

Qin Fengming ignored Jiao Wei's words, and the fog around his body was still surging.

Time passed slowly, and the black fog spread rapidly, and the area of ​​thousands of miles was covered by fog. The fog on both sides was swaying, and no one affected anyone. The crackling raindrops fell, the blazing golden light flashed, and the heaven and earth became bright and shattered, just like the ghost prison in the Nine Nethers Palace, dark and unrecognizable.

Gradually, the mood of the group cultivators watching the game suddenly changed.

Si Rong and others were no longer worried. From the crystal wall image, we can know that Qin Fengming urged the fog to spread without any signs, which means that Qin Fengming was fine and was performing the technique.

However, the monks of the ancestor Jiao Wei and his previous relaxed expression gradually disappeared, and everyone felt something strange.

Qin Fengming's black fog was filled with dark mist, and it was impossible to resist the rain fog of Jiaowei's ancestor, but if Qin Fengming continues to inspire, it must have effects that everyone could not see.

A long time later, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the blue and black clouds all over the sky: "What did you do? My natal soul fog is actually decreasing."

The sound was abrupt, shaking in the huge crystal wall outside the Tianyuan Land.

"Qin Danjun is fine, he is cracking down on the talented magical powers of the ancestor Jiao Wei." Qing Cang was surprised, and his heart fell back to his stomach.

The body of the ancestor Jiao Wei appeared on the edge of the black mist, his face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

He finally felt something strange. The ghost-eating Yin Misty did not hinder his Yunyu magical powers. The clouds and mist rolled, and they could still make him activate continuously and cover the center of the Yin Misty.

However, as time slowly passed, he suddenly realized that the soul energy clouds in the formation were shrinking, and it was not obvious at first, but he still noticed it.

If the vast clouds that cover tens of thousands of miles of radius were not disappeared in large quantities, the ancestor Jiao Wei would not have noticed them at all. Now that the ancestor Jiao Wei was sensing something, it means that the soul clouds and mist in this world have been missing in large quantities.

The clouds and mist rolled, quickly gathered towards Jiaowei's ancestor. The clouds and mist disappeared, leaving only the black fog in the sky swelling and rolling.

The body of the ancestor Jiao Wei appeared in the air. Facing the vast fog, the surging light flashed in his eyes, like sharp light blades shooting into the fog, trying to see Qin Fengming clearly.

However, he was disappointed. The fog was too thick and vast, and he couldn't see clearly what happened in the fog. But Jiao Wei knew that it was impossible to swallow or clear his clouds containing the erosion of the soul just because of this black fog with rich yin energy.

"Junior, I want to see what tricks you will use?"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and a thick energy suddenly gushed out from the mouth of the ancestor Jiaowei, like a vast river suddenly bursting into the dam and surging.

The energy suddenly appeared and immediately became hot and red. A dense and crisp sound rang out in the void, as if countless dry firewood was burned by the flames.

In just an instant, a red sea of ​​fire appeared in the void, the void twisted and swayed, and a huge hole appeared, which was the scorching flame that burned the void through.
Chapter completed!