Chapter 9： Hidden (1/2)

The black energy that the long streamer threw out of the old Dao's hand was like a long snake. It was extremely fast. It entangled the soldiers of Chen Hu almost in an instant, and got into their bodies in an instant.

They are just ordinary acquired warriors, they are submerged in the innate, and of course they can't resist the monks' spells.

What's more, this old way is still a high-level cultivator. The methods are so powerful that a few ordinary warriors can resist, so almost behind the black spirit, Chen Hu and the others fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Only the black smoke that flew towards Qin Feng and Qin Feng was shot down by Qin Yang's spell.

Qin Yang also has a cultivation base in the later stage of Qi training. What he cultivates is a family inherited ”The Fiery Sun Burning Heaven Jue”. The pure fire exercises are the few skills in the family that can be cultivated to the golden core state. One of the methods.

Of course, for thousands of years, the descendants of the Qin family have practiced this exercise, and they have not seen any real Jindan.

Seeing the black air coming behind him, Qin Yang held Qin Feng with one hand, and the magical technique under his feet was used to the extreme. The other hand pinched the magic technique, shaking his hand and emitting two flames, with a bang, and the two groups of black Angrily bumped together.

Suddenly, there were a few ghosts tweeting from the place where it hit, which turned out to be two ghosts.

It’s just that these two ghosts were obviously not strong enough, so they were quickly burned by the flames from Qin Yang.

”Hey, two juniors, do you still have some skills.”

Behind, the old black robe sneered twice: ”Since the two ghosts of mine have been destroyed, then you can compensate with your own souls. The souls of monks are much more pure and powerful than ordinary ghosts.”

As he spoke, he was getting closer and closer, and he was about to catch up with them.

Although Qin Yang used his magic skills with all his strength, his figure was like a gallop and fled quickly, but how fast he ran on the ground was comparable to the speed of the old way flying in the air, not to mention the burden of Qin Feng.

So only three or two breaths, he was chased in front of him by the old Dao, and gently landed on the ground, blocking the path of the two of them.

Qin Yang sighed slightly, but it was a pity that the little monks in the refining period could not fly. Otherwise, without the obstacles of the vegetation on the ground, they would run faster, and maybe they could find Li Tianqi in advance.

There were two sneers in this old crossing, and he walked towards them proudly.

As soon as I took a step, I felt a pain in the center of my hip.

Feeling the pain coming from the part, Old Dao suddenly felt embarrassed: ”Junior, I dare to attack your Dao Ye, I want your life!”

Although the sharp arrow shot by Chen Hu was just an ordinary spiked arrow made of iron, not a rune arrow designed to deal with monks, he was about to take down the young people of the Zhao family at that time. Unexpectedly, there was a sneak attack behind him, so Chen Hu's arrow was shot in the hip suddenly.

If it weren't for the special material of his robe, which blocked most of the arrow's power, maybe the arrow would explode the chrysanthemum.

But because the arrow did not have any mana attached to it, the robe on his body was also not provoked by any defensive spells. It was just relying on the material of the robe itself that it was not shot by the spiked arrow, but it was also painful.

This is all right, the more important thing is the shame emanating from the bottom of my heart, making him almost crazy.

I think he has practiced the Tao for nearly two hundred years. When did he suffer such humiliation?

Previously, because Zhao Jinglei's junior had a few particularly powerful body protection treasures, he could not take the opponent early, and could only slowly consume the treasures on the opponent's body by relying on the formations arranged in advance.

As a result, when he was concentrating on dealing with the juniors of the Zhao family, he was touched close by without notice, and almost exploded with chrysanthemums. If this was passed out, his face would be lost.

Feeling the severe pain between the legs, the old Dao didn't dare to walk away. He hurriedly ran his body to relieve the pain. At the same time, he shouted angrily: ”Master Dao, I want you juniors to be devastated and tortured day and night!”

said, waving the long banner in his hand, and several black qi pounced on the two Qin Feng.

The black air this time was far better than before. Before they rushed in front of the two, there was a burst of piercing whistle, and both of them felt a tingling pain in their ears.

Qin Feng didn't dare to be thrown on him by the black air, and quickly injected the thin spiritual power in his dantian into the diamond amulet in his hand, and suddenly a dazzling golden light appeared, covering his whole person.