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Ye Yi and the trio felt that they were retreating rapidly, and they inevitably felt a little panicked in their hearts.

But Qin Feng's magical appearance clone Lich King soon came behind the three of them.

With both hands raised flat, a golden light instantly wrapped the three of them.

As the pressure on their bodies disappeared, the three of Ye Yi immediately fell to the ground from mid-air.

"Oh~Oh~"

Zhang Fan and Wan Sen felt that the pressure in their chest cavity disappeared, and spit out the muddy blood from their throats.

"Much better..."

Wan Sen stroked his chest and looked at Qin Feng, who was gradually condensing the entity behind him, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Chenghuang...Chenghuang...sir? What are you doing?"

Wan Sen stared at the clone whose breath was exactly the same as Qin Feng's dumbfounded. For a while, it was a bit beyond his cognition range.

For human ghost defenders, such spells as clones are not uncommon, but each clone will **** a large amount of ghost energy from the main body, and will not have the same breath as the main body.

And the clone in front of him was obviously exactly the same as the breath radiating from Qin Feng's body.

This Dharma avatar looked at the three Ye Yi and stretched out his hands to shine a ray of golden light on them.

The dark wounds in the body quickly began to repair.

Faxiang clone mobilized strong divine power and slowly injected them into their bodies:

"This is my avatar clone. You may not be able to reach the magical powers of the dharma image until you are above the ghost emperor."

The three of Ye Yi adjusted their breaths, and then looked towards Qin Feng's body.

I saw a wave of terrifying power hovering around the two of them, constantly producing visible ripples on the golden light barrier in front of them.

Although the snake body monster was also a ghost ancestor, its strength was a bit higher than Qin Feng.

Seeing Qin Feng still offering his clone to do other things, the snake-body monster suddenly became a little angry::

"But a little junior ghost ancestor, dare not put me in his eyes!"

The snake body monster suddenly retreated towards Qin Feng, and when he raised his hand, a terrifying force began to gather around him.

Qin Feng's keen perception began to probe along this energy, and soon found a spiritual weapon hidden in this space.

"Huh~ Little bugs!"

Qin Feng raised his hand abruptly, and the Ghost Ling Ling flew out from between his sleeves. Driven by the golden light, it suddenly turned into a sharp arrow, dragging a long golden tail and flying into the sky.

The snake-body monster's complexion suddenly changed. The formation method that hides the spiritual weapon in this space was set by a ghost. This kid with only the strength of the ghost ancestor could easily see through this formation method?

The snake body monster was a little flustered for a while, and flew towards the direction of the ghost and **** order, preparing to shoot down the token.

Qin Feng grasped this opportunity and stretched out his hand violently. A giant hand made of pure divine power appeared in front of him. With a light grasp, he completely grasped the phantom.

And the formation in the air was smashed by the ghost and **** order, and it was instantly shattered.

The rustling shattered from the air, turning into streamers and disappearing.

A spiritual weapon exuding a strong aura was pierced in this field out of thin air.

"Damn it!"

The snake-body monster twisted his body angrily, and he obviously overestimated his own strength.

I have been abandoned here for hundreds of years and have been in a state of deep sleep.

In addition, Qin Feng had just used the Spirit Gathering Orb to absorb all the divine power in this domain, and he could not exert his peak strength at all. Although he had the aura of a ghost ancestor, his strength was fundamentally inconsistent with himself.

In exchange for being a human ghost defender, he has long been completely backfired.

Qin Feng firmly grasped the snake-body monster's tail, letting him struggle casually without any looseness.

When he lifted his hand, another big golden hand drew out the weapon with only half of the long handle in the air.

"噌~"

As the magic weapon was withdrawn, the entire space began to shake.

"Boom Rumble"

From top to bottom, every place began to shake and collapse, and the surrounding scenery gradually disappeared, turning into pure energy to gather on the spiritual tool in Qin Feng's hand.

With the protection of Qin Fengfaxiang's clone, Ye Yi didn't panic at all.

The entire space disappeared completely, and when he looked at it, he should be inside a serious cave this time.

Qin Feng carefully looked at the weapon in his hand, the whole body was blue, exuding a faint light.

One end branched into three, and the tips of one long and two short branches exuded bursts of cold light.

There is a sharp top at the other end, and between the top and the shank, a deep blue gem is bulged.

There is a strong breath in the gem.

The energy that this monster just wanted to absorb was most likely from this.

Qin Feng lifted his hand and threw it down.

"Bah!"

This weapon immediately pierced the ground and easily cut the stone in the cave.

This still did not mobilize the strength of any ability.

"It looks like a good treasure!"

Qin Feng looked at the struggling snake-body monster in his hand, and suddenly sent a section of divine power toward him.

This divine power didn't seem to affect him, Qin Feng suddenly drew a section of Styx water from the underworld and poured it on the monster.

"Hey~"

"what--"

Suddenly a puff of green smoke rose, like hot oil splashing on the cold dishes.

Qin Feng drew another section of Styx water and poured it on this guy.

There was another burst of green smoke, and finally the snake body monster was no longer struggling.

"Who are you, what is this, where are you from, say!"

Qin Feng's majestic eyes stared at the monster in his hand.

The monster seemed very stiff, clenching his teeth, but didn't open his mouth.

Seeing this, Qin Feng suddenly smiled wickedly.

The finger drew a circle on the ground, and a dark pool suddenly appeared.

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and half-dipped the monster into the black water.

"Hey-"

A thick plume of white smoke suddenly appeared from the entire pool, as if it were being fried.

In fact, this is the water of the Styx.

A few seconds later, Qin Feng fished him out again.

Before this guy said, Qin Feng threw him in again.

"Bah!"

At this time, the whole pool of water boiled directly.

I just saw a section of the tail exposed to the outside writhing crazily.

The three of Ye Yi watched this scene, wanting to laugh but also scared.

Seeing a monster with a strength comparable to that of Qin Feng being played between the palms of his arms, the two of them suddenly had a tingling scalp.

This is strength, worthy of being a Chinese god.

The three swallowed secretly and continued to watch Qin Feng's performance.

Qin Feng fished him again.

"Don't tell me yet?"

Qin Feng looked at the guy in his hand with a smirk. At this moment, the phantom had completely lost the posture of resistance and was hanging from Qin Feng's hand like a rope.

"Still playing dead?"

Qin Feng suddenly became angry, and suddenly pressed the figure into the pool.

As soon as he touched the water pool, this guy finally began to struggle and shout:

"I said! I said! Don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Feng held him in the pool again.

Torture has always been the best thing in Hades, especially for such hard-mouthed guys!