Chapter 1287 The Temple (Thirty-Eight)



The black-robed figure moved with lightning speed, weaving through numerous fierce attacks with ease.

He effortlessly dodged the various attacks while letting out a low, chilling laugh.

The laughter was hoarse and eerie, as if it came from the deepest hell: "Hahahaha... You bunch of overconfident fools, you actually thought you could stop me? Don't be naive! This is just the beginning."

Before he finished speaking, his hands, as withered as tree branches, rapidly formed hand seals with astonishing speed.

In an instant, the already dense dark energy around him seemed to be summoned, rapidly condensing and transforming into several enormous black pythons in the blink of an eye.

These pythons opened their gaping maws, revealing sharp fangs, and lunged at Qin Feng and the other two with menacing barbs.

Despite the fierce attack, Qin Feng remained fearless.

He stared intently at the menacing black pythons, his gaze unwavering, like an unshakeable mountain.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest and muttered some incantations.

As he moved and chanted incantations, an incomparably powerful divine force surged forth from his body and instantly coalesced into an enormous golden hand.

The golden hand radiated a dazzling light, like the blazing sun, and fiercely grabbed at the black pythons.

Meanwhile, the man in the green robe beside him was not idle either.

He gracefully waved his folding fan, each wave creating a gentle breeze.

However, these seemingly insignificant breezes, upon contact with the air, instantly transformed into countless extremely sharp wind blades, whistling as they slashed towards the black pythons.

The woman in the long dress also demonstrated extraordinary strength.

With a light flick of her wrist, she tossed out the soft, flowing ribbon from her waist without hesitation.

The moment the ribbon left her body, it seemed to come alive, rapidly growing longer and wider, like a nimble dragon that skillfully coiled around the black pythons and pulled with all its might.

However, to everyone's surprise, despite Qin Feng and his two companions using their respective special skills, the black pythons were extremely tenacious.

Not only did they show no sign of retreating, but after being attacked, they continued to regenerate and split, their numbers increasing, and they surged towards Qin Feng and the others in an overwhelming manner.

Just as the three were struggling to deal with the endless stream of black pythons, the black-robed monster seized the opportunity and suddenly launched an even more ferocious attack.

His body began to swell rapidly without warning, growing larger and larger like an inflating balloon.

At the same time, a pair of enormous black wings suddenly grew from his back.

These black wings, when spread out, were several meters long, covered with dense, mysterious patterns that shimmered with a chilling light.

The black-robed monster flapped its wings violently, instantly unleashing a raging hurricane.

This hurricane, carrying boundless dark power, swept towards Qin Feng and his companions like a tidal wave.

Caught off guard, Qin Feng and his two companions were forced to retreat repeatedly by this powerful force, ending up in a sorry state.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng and the other two felt a blur before their eyes, and a black shadow appeared as quickly as a ghost.

The strange man in black robes stood still, emanating a sinister and chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Just then, his eyes, which had been hidden in the darkness, suddenly flashed with a cold light, like two bolts of lightning streaking across the night sky.

Along with the cold light, the black-robed monster slightly opened his mouth and slowly spat out a bead that was completely black, like ink jade.

As soon as the bead appeared, it began to expand and grow at an astonishing speed, transforming in the blink of an eye into a huge black sphere several feet in diameter.

The black bead spun continuously, its surface shimmering with an eerie light, while also emanating a chilling aura.

This aura seemed to emanate from the deepest hell, carrying endless evil and death power, sweeping straight towards them.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to freeze, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, making people feel as if they were in a world of ice and snow.

Qin Feng was startled, and his face instantly became solemn, as if a dark cloud had been cast over it.

The situation was extremely critical, leaving him no time to hesitate or think.

He took a deep breath, and the divine power within his body surged and flowed rapidly like a raging torrent, continuously gathering in his palm.

With a roar from Qin Feng, "Break!"

The palm, which was already shimmering with dazzling golden light, suddenly became several times brighter, as dazzling as a golden sun.

It carried boundless power and charged toward the oncoming black ball with overwhelming force.

At the same time, the man in the green robe and the woman in the long dress not far away exchanged a knowing glance, both seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes.

Knowing the perilous nature of this duel, they dared not hold back in the slightest and unleashed their most powerful defensive techniques.

In an instant, the emerald green light and the pale purple light shield completely enveloped the two of them.

A deafening roar resounded, echoing through the sky.

The golden palm and the black sphere finally collided violently, instantly unleashing an extremely intense energy surge.

This terrifying force swept outwards like a raging torrent, instantly leveling all surrounding buildings and turning them into ruins.

However, despite the astonishing power of the golden hand, the evil power contained within the black sphere was simply too great.

After a brief stalemate, the golden palm began to show signs of weakness, and its light grew dimmer and dimmer.

It was on the verge of collapse, about to be completely defeated by the black ball.

At this critical moment, Qin Feng gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his face flushed red, and roared from deep in his throat: "Damn it, I refuse to believe this evil today!"

With this deafening roar, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in Qin Feng's left palm, and then a divine source stone slowly emerged.

Qin Feng pounced on the divine source stone like a hungry tiger, frantically absorbing its divine power.

In an instant, a powerful and terrifying surge of energy rushed into his arm, and his whole body was enveloped in a faint golden glow.

At the same time, the huge golden hand, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly shone with a dazzling light again, as if it had gained new life.

The golden palm surged forward with overwhelming force, engaging in a breathtaking struggle with the pitch-black sphere.

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