Qinglan felt extremely uncomfortable under Qin Feng's sharp gaze. "I...I really can't remember right now..."
However, before Qinglan could finish speaking, the ground suddenly began to shake violently without any warning!
This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. All that could be heard was a continuous "crackling" sound as jagged cracks spread rapidly across the ground like a spider web.
"Oh no! Something's happened again!" Qin Feng's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he cried out in alarm.
At the same time, he gripped the Five Elements Divine Sword tightly in his hand, as if it were his last lifeline.
As the ground trembled more violently, more black mist continuously spewed out from the cracks.
However, unlike before, this time several dark figures were faintly visible in the fog!
These shadowy figures varied in size; some were tall and imposing, while others were short and grotesque. But without exception, they all exuded a chilling aura.
These dark figures pounced on Qinglan, Qinfeng, and Lingzhi with astonishing speed, like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey!
In the blink of an eye, they had rushed up to us, their speed was astonishing.
Faced with this sudden crisis, Qin Feng acted decisively and took the initiative to strike without hesitation!
The Five Elements Divine Sword in his hand drew a dazzling arc in the air, and instantly, a sharp sword aura shot out like lightning, slashing straight at the black shadows!
Seeing this, Qinglan and Lingzhi dared not be negligent in the slightest, and they immediately unleashed their special skills.
With a wave of her hands, Qinglan unleashed countless sharp ice spikes that rained down on the shadowy figure.
Lingzhi chanted incantations, and a raging flame roared like a fire dragon as it charged toward the shadowy figure.
However, to everyone's surprise, these shadowy figures were far more difficult to deal with than the previous ones!
They were agile and quick, easily dodging Qin Feng's sword energy, Qing Lan's ice spikes, and Ling Zhi's flames.
Not only that, these dark figures also emitted sharp, piercing cries from time to time. The sound waves, like shockwaves, slammed into the three of them, making them unsteady on their feet and nearly causing them to fall to the ground.
Just as the battle reached a stalemate, Qinglan suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "I remember now!"
"This black mist is no ordinary mist, but an ancient evil entity—the Netherworld Mist!"
"Netherworld Mist?" Qin Feng asked疑惑地, "What is that?"
Qinglan took a deep breath and explained, "This Netherworld Mist is an extremely rare and powerful evil object; it has the ability to give life to inanimate objects."
"Once enveloped by it, those originally lifeless objects will become as if they have a soul, come to life, and become extremely difficult to deal with!"
Upon hearing Qinglan's explanation, Qin Feng and Lingzhi's expressions both became serious.
Qin Feng gripped the Five Elements Divine Sword tightly, the blade trembling slightly, as if echoing the determination in his heart.
He took a deep breath and said with a determined look in his eyes, "It's really that amazing, but I refuse to believe that this Netherworld Mist can be endless?"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng immediately activated the divine power within his body, continuously pouring it into the Five Elements Divine Sword.
In an instant, the Five Elements Divine Sword burst forth with dazzling light, like a golden sun rising, illuminating the entire space.
With a furious shout from Qin Feng, he swung the Five Elements Divine Sword in his hand, and countless sword energies shot out like lightning, weaving into an impenetrable sword net. With a fierce aura, it swept over the dark figures.
At the same time, Qinglan was equally unyielding. She continuously formed hand seals, condensing the surrounding cold air into huge and thick ice spikes.
Under her control, these ice spikes shot towards the enemy like meteors, each one containing endless chill and destructive power.
Lingzhi then raised her own fire power to its limit, and a huge fire dragon roared and soared into the sky.
The fire dragon bared its fangs and claws, spewing flames from its mouth. Wherever it passed, the Netherworld Mist sizzled and burned, as if it were about to be completely devoured by the raging flames.
Under the combined attack of the three, the shadowy figures finally began to show weaknesses.
Some of the shadowy figures were struck by Qin Feng's sword energy, their bodies swaying violently, as if they might dissipate at any moment.
Some of the shadowy figures were pierced by Qinglan's ice spikes, letting out painful screams as their bodies were instantly frozen.
Other shadowy figures were consumed by Lingzhi's flames, struggling in the blazing fire before gradually dissipating.
However, the Netherworld Mist seemed endless, continuously gushing out from the crack.
New shadowy figures kept emerging, filling the void left by the eliminated ones.
Upon seeing this, Qin Feng's expression darkened, and his eyes grew even colder.
He stared at the crack that was constantly spewing out ghostly mist and said in a deep voice, "It seems that if we want to completely get rid of these shadows, we must find and destroy the source of the ghostly mist!"
Qin Feng's eyes were like torches, his gaze unwavering. Without hesitation, he took the lead and charged straight towards the menacing crack like an arrow released from a bow.
Seeing this, Qinglan and Lingzhi followed without hesitation, and the three of them sped through the darkness like a whirlwind.
They sped forward, bravely advancing while constantly fending off the endless waves of dark figures.
These dark figures seemed like demons crawling out of the abyss of hell, baring their fangs and brandishing their hideous faces, sending chills down one's spine.
However, Qin Feng and his two companions showed no fear. The weapons in their hands gleamed with a cold light, and each swing repelled the dark figure.
As they drew closer to the rift, an even more powerful evil aura surged forth like a tidal wave.
Deep within the crack, a faint, dark red light flickered, as if hellfire were burning.
Qin Feng frowned slightly, becoming increasingly wary as he cautiously approached the crack.
Suddenly, a huge black tentacle shot out from the crack like lightning, carrying a sharp gust of wind, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs, and fiercely grabbed at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng reacted quickly, drawing his longsword instantly. A dazzling sword light flashed through the darkness, striking the black tentacle like a bolt of lightning.
With a crisp "crack," the sword energy, like an indestructible blade, easily severed the black tentacle.
However, this is just the beginning.
More black tentacles, like enraged venomous snakes, poured out of the cracks and swept towards them in an overwhelming manner.
Upon seeing this, Qinglan immediately unleashed her ice magic. With a wave of her hands, an extremely cold aura suddenly erupted, instantly freezing some of the black tentacles into ice sculptures.
Lingzhi was not to be outdone. She chanted incantations and quickly formed hand seals, igniting a blazing flame in her hands.
She suddenly hurled the flame, like a burning meteor, straight at the black tentacles.
Wherever the flames passed, the black tentacles were burned to ashes and retreated.
Just as they were struggling to withstand wave after wave of attacks, a huge evil creature slowly emerged from the crack.
This evil creature was entirely black, surrounded by a thick layer of ghostly mist, exuding a chilling aura.
The evil creature's body was as large as a mountain, and its head resembled a ferocious demon. From its gaping maw spewed an even denser cloud of ghostly mist, which swept in like a black whirlwind.
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