The foundation-building monks who were hundreds of feet around him vomited blood and then fell down.
Ou Li reached out, took out a handful of pills from his storage bag, and stuffed them into his mouth.
The collapsed chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This old guy is using his real skills. Can Qin Feng withstand it?" Jing Liang flashed past and came to Zhang Fei's side.
There is infinite expectation in the eyes.
"Old Sect Master, smoke is coming out of your ancestral grave. Such a monstrous monster must be very happy, right?" Jing Liang turned his head, his face full of envy.
The sour feeling expands infinitely.
"Hehehe." Zhou Cangyun's old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.
"You guys watch out, don't let Qin Feng get hurt." Zhou Cangyun said.
Looking at the black shadow hundreds of feet long on Ou Li, Zhou Cangyun felt a little worried.
Ou Li is not a physical cultivator.
His physical strength is far inferior to Zhang Fei's.
“Using magic is Ou Li’s strongest form.
After all, Qin Feng was injured without using any magic.
"Everyone, keep your eyes open and watch carefully," Zhou Cangyun reminded.
"Shut up, you old thing. You make me feel sick. What do you mean by letting Qin Feng get hurt?
Is that what you call being injured?" Bandit Zhang cursed.
At most, Qin Feng would suffer some broken skin and rotten flesh.
Is this considered an injury?
What's the point of Versailles here?
However, flames also rose from Zhang Fei's body.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand things, just be prepared for the worst.
If Qin Feng can't hold on, he must rescue Qin Feng as soon as possible.
If necessary, killing Ou Li is worth it.
Ou Li can die!
Qin Feng cannot be hurt!
"The strongest posture?" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and stepped back.
Qin Feng gently pressed his palm on the ground.
At the same time, countless black pillars emerged from the ground!
Eight in total!
Each one is a hundred feet long.
Layers of lightning surrounded Ou Li from all directions.
"Top-grade foundation-building technique? Trapped beast? Something's wrong! How can a foundation-building technique be so powerful? How can it be so huge!" A Jindan cultivator was shocked.
Even if they used it, it would only be a few dozen feet.
Qin Feng is like this, right?
Qin Feng waved his hand!
A huge black net fell from the sky.
Above the giant net, cold rays of light intersected.
"Top-grade foundation-building technique, Skynet!" someone exclaimed.
However, this is just the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, overwhelming magic spells swept across the sky like crazy.
In just one breath, hundreds of magic spells erupted.
Within a hundred feet of where Ou Li was, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
Every spell has a terrifying aura.
Even if it's hundreds of feet away!
Tens of thousands of foundation-building cultivators were terrified and their scalps were tingling.
"No, isn't this a fight between Qin Feng and Elder Ouyang? Who is so unethical as to attack?"
"Such a skill! Such a technique! Could it be his master's doing?"
Countless people exclaimed and then looked around.
I want to find out who is helping Qin Feng.
at this time!
Even Lin Huaian, Wei Qingshu and others were confused for a moment.
That’s almost two hundred kinds of magic, right?
"Who is helping Qin Feng?" Wei Qingshu frowned.
"Are you blind? Don't you see that all spells emit black light?
In the sect, only Qin Feng has such spiritual root attributes." Lu Yao took a deep breath.
Her eyes were blurry.
In the past few years, she has been practicing hard.
All I want is to keep up with Qin Feng's pace.
And now, Qin Feng has become a mountain that she can never catch up with.
Is this the difference between people?
"It seems so!" Wei Qingshu slapped his thigh.
The magic spells performed by cultivators will display corresponding attributes according to the properties of their spiritual roots.
Isn’t Qin Feng’s aura black?
"So, this was really done by Qin Feng? How could he possibly practice more than two hundred foundation-building techniques?" Wei Qingshu's voice trembled.
"That's not right. He is only at the first level of foundation building. How much spiritual power does he have to support so many spells?" Lin Huaian was shocked.
Cast magic!
That will consume a lot of spiritual energy.
Foundation-building technique!
Even if he exerted his full strength, it would only be more than twenty times.
But where is Qin Feng now???
at this time!
Zhang Fei, Jing Liang and others also felt their scalps tingling.
yes!
Where does Qin Feng, who is at the first level of foundation building, get so much spiritual power?
And at this time!
Ou Li, who was bombarded by hundreds of spells, was breathing rapidly and looked extremely embarrassed.
The shadow on his body was getting smaller and smaller.
Every spell that hit him consumed his energy.
Although the attack power of each of Qin Feng's spells is not as strong as that of Nascent Soul cultivators like them.
However, it is similar to the normal attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Moreover, there are hundreds of spells attacking at the same time.
And it was an endless bombardment.
Is this still a human being!
Ou Li gritted his teeth and waved his hand.
Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones fell at his feet.
Rays of spiritual light rapidly poured into his body.
"We can't just sit there and wait for death!" Ou Li recovered for a moment.
He raised his hand, holding a long knife.
Draw your sword!
moment!
A sword light hundreds of feet long shot up into the sky.
Ou Li rushed out of the magic attack circle and arrived in front of Qin Feng in an instant.
"This shameless guy actually drew his sword. Damn it, does he have any shame?" Zhou Cangyun drew his sword again.
Qin Feng smiled bitterly.
"Magic is still no match for a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Not far away!
Zhang Fei, Jing Liang and several other Nascent Soul cultivators held Zhou Cangyun down while glancing at Qin Feng.
At this moment, they really wanted to punch Qin Feng.
You are only at the first stage of foundation building, but you have forced Ou Li to jump off the wall and draw his sword. What else do you want?
Qin Feng took a deep breath!
A sword ball appeared in his hand.
Qin Feng raised his sword!
Not a trace of sword light escaped!
At this moment, Qin Feng was like a swordsman in the heavenly palace.
One sword!
It struck down with a loud bang!
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