"Su Qing! Ahhhhh!" Mingyan shouted, rushing straight towards the fireball that was about to fall.
That fireball was truly enormous; if it were to fall like that, it could burn the entire Yueling Mountain to ashes.
However, the moment the huge fireball touched the Netherflame, its light immediately dimmed. Before it could even fall, the fireball was completely surrounded and devoured by the somewhat dim blue flames!
"return!"
Su Qing made a Fire Control Technique with her hands, and Mingyan, who was trying to break free of his restraints, was once again trapped by the Fire Control Technique. In just an instant, Su Qing pulled him back and stuffed him directly into her sea of consciousness.
Having just gained his freedom, and before he could even cheer, Mingyan was imprisoned again, which made him furious.
"Hiccup!"
With a heavy burp, Mingyan exhaled rings of smoke.
"You've gone too far!"
Mingyan gestured with his fingers, but no matter how furious he was in his mind, Su Qing ignored him.
In the end, Mingyan could only hug his knees and sulk alone.
"However, that fireball tasted pretty good. If only I could have such a feast every day! Hmph, when I become powerful, I'll burn Su Qing to ashes first!" Mingyan imagined Su Qing being burned to ashes.
Feng Qiao stared wide-eyed at the scene, his face filled with disbelief.
Just now, just as the fireball was about to fall, a blue flame appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the fireball he had summoned with the spell was completely devoured.
“A monster! He’s a monster,” Feng Qiao murmured.
How could a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining possess so many treasures and be so difficult to deal with?
Having spent decades in the cultivation world, killing a Qi Refining stage cultivator was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables for Feng Qiao.
I never expected Su Qing to be so strong.
"Is this the strength of disciples from major sects?"
Feng Qiao thought that if he had put aside his pride and joined a major sect back then, even if he was just an outer disciple, his future growth would have been much stronger than it is now. He might have already formed his core and become a sect elder.
Thinking this, Feng Qiao felt so regretful he could die.
You've got the wrong idea. The most important thing now is how to deal with Su Qing.
Even if he is very strong, he has not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage.
The Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage are separated by an insurmountable gap. No matter how strong someone is, they are definitely no match for someone in the Qi Refining stage!
Thinking this, Feng Qiao's gaze became fiery again.
Su Qing probably possesses quite a few treasures. Look at how many storage rings she's wearing on her fingers—three on one finger alone.
Her arms were covered in jingling storage bracelets, and she also wore a storage necklace around her neck.
Huh?
That pendant was flashing with a bluish light; it must be some kind of treasure!
And that outfit, so shimmering and colorful, it's clearly a defensive magic weapon.
Although the sword in his hand was ordinary, it was still many times better than his Xuan Tie sword. If he were to refine it together with his Xuan Tie sword, they would surely be able to forge a sword that was even more suitable for him.
By the way, that blue flame just now might have been heavenly fire!
The more Feng Qiao thought about it, the more excited he became!
He possesses a fire-attribute spiritual root. If he obtains heavenly fire and refines it, he will surely break through his bottleneck and perhaps even make further progress. In the future, he might even have the opportunity to form a core.
Since that's the case, Feng Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it!"
Feng Qiao took out an item from his storage space. The item fluttered in the wind, and at the same time, a faint smell of blood permeated the air.
Su Qing's expression turned serious.
“Su Qing, every cultivator who has seen this is dead! Oh, not exactly dead, because their souls are still imprisoned inside.” Feng Qiao’s smile was twisted.
"Yin Yang Banner!"
Many demonic cultivators craft Yin-Yang Banners. After killing a cultivator, they not only absorb the cultivator's blood to increase their cultivation level, but also imprison the cultivator's soul within the Yin-Yang Banner.
After these cultivators were killed by the demonic cultivators, their resentment soared to the heavens. The stronger the resentment, the greater the power of the Yin-Yang Banner.
"I got this from a demonic cultivator. I must say, although demonic cultivators' things are a bit evil, they're quite handy to use!" Feng Qiao said with a sneer.
Twenty years ago, Feng Qiao was training in the outside world and once traveled to the Gobi Desert, where he encountered a demonic cultivator who had slaughtered an entire village.
At the time, Feng Qiao was quite righteous; he killed the demonic cultivator and avenged the villagers.
Feng Qiao obtained many items that only demonic cultivators could use from that demonic cultivator, including this Yin-Yang Banner.
That demonic cultivator was clearly not well-trained; there weren't many vengeful spirits inside the Yin-Yang Banner, and most of them were just ordinary people who couldn't even kill a chicken.
The Yin-Yang Banner wasn't very powerful at the time, but after Feng Qiao obtained it, he would collect the soul of the person he killed into the banner whenever he did so.
Over the past twenty years, the Yin-Yang Banner has accumulated the souls of hundreds of Qi Refining stage disciples and more than a dozen Foundation Establishment stage disciples. Now, the Yin-Yang Banner has become Feng Qiao's trump card.
However, the Yin-Yang Banner is a demonic artifact, and Feng Qiao used it with extreme caution. By now, any cultivator who had ever seen the Yin-Yang Banner had been killed by him!
Su Qing clenched her fist.
If there's one thing she hates most, it's demonic cultivators. Now that Feng Qiao has actually brought out something like the Yin-Yang Banner, she'll let him know just how this Yin-Yang Banner can turn against its master!
Feng Qiao raised his hand, and the Yin-Yang Banner fluttered without wind, instantly becoming so large that it blotted out the sky. At this moment, sharp screams and mournful cries came from the Yin-Yang Banner.
Immediately afterwards, one human head after another emerged from the Yin-Yang Banner.
The first to emerge were naturally the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who had the highest cultivation level at the time of their deaths. These cultivators all had pale and miserable faces, and their shrill voices reached the depths of one's heart. If one's mind was weak, one would have already been unable to hold on and would have become mentally confused.
But Su Qing didn't care at all.
"I was originally thinking of giving you a good death, but now I can't."
As Su Qing spoke, she also held a treasure in her hand.
Soul-capturing bell!
This was a protective item given to her by her master, Shui Qingchen, before she entered the secret realm for training. She never expected it to come in handy now, even though she hadn't used it in the secret realm.
Gently shaking the Soul-Capturing Bell, a clear, low sound was heard, which suppressed the cries of the fierce ghosts emerging from the Yin-Yang Banner.
As the Soul-Capturing Bell shook, the vengeful ghosts that were about to emerge from behind began to slowly become sluggish.
"What a treasure!" Feng Qiao's eyes gleamed again. "As expected of a disciple of a major sect! However, as a Qi Refining stage disciple, you probably can't even unleash half the power of the Soul-Capturing Bell! Hmph, if you die, everything in your storage space will be mine."
Feng Qiao manipulated the Yin-Yang Banner to press it down further, and a large number of fierce ghosts screamed as they crawled out and headed towards Su Qing!
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