Chapter 810 Netherworld
Qingfeng did not take action, which disappointed many people. But was he showing weakness by saying this?
Just when everyone was suspicious.
Qingfeng said again: "We are all fellow disciples. Today, my junior brother is the host. Why don't you give me some face and go to the city to have a meal first?"
The ghost bone demon looked at Qingfeng with a look of surprise on his face. He did not expect that this matter would be resolved by him in this way. He was ready to fight with him, and he also wanted to see how capable the guy who could enter the temple was and whether he was just a show.
But Qingfeng's answer made him a little difficult. As the saying goes, you should not hit a smiling person. People have given you enough face. Could it be that you have to make trouble?
He hesitated for a moment, and everyone was watching how he would express his attitude.
Then he heard someone snort coldly: "Give you face, where do you get the face? I, the ghost demon of the underworld, never give face to anyone. If you want to go, go. I will not accompany you."
As he said this, the man was about to leave this place. He did not care about Qingfeng at all.
Qingfeng looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and immediately said: "Youming, let's have a meal together. Isn't it good for everyone to get to know each other?"
"Forget about eating. I, Youming, only like to eat people."
Hearing Youming's naked provocation, everyone looked at him with sharp eyes.
"Then you just don't want to give face to your junior brother."
"Tianzao, do I need to repeat it again? Zhulong might as well tell you that you want to lead me, hehe, you are not qualified enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingfeng didn't say anything more. He saw him stretch out a palm, and the demonic energy in the sky suddenly surged. Those demonic energy quickly condensed into a huge demonic palm and pressed down on the ghost mother demon of the underworld.
Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect Qingfeng to start a fight without hesitation.
And who is this ghost demon of the underworld? This person has a domineering cultivation and unfathomable ghost magic skills. In this group of people, he can be ranked in the top three in terms of strength.
He was originally resentful that a low-level cultivator was leading him, and according to seniority, a disciple of his level should be the leader, but such a little guy actually rode on his head, which really made him feel ashamed, and at the same time secretly hated whether the elder Wudao was blind.
Looking at the giant palm descending from the sky, he snorted coldly and said, "Come on, let me see how strong you are. You dare to lead us. You are really ignorant."
As he said that, he saw him also hit out with a palm, and a huge ghost head appeared out of thin air. The ghost head roared and rushed towards the giant palm.
When the two intersected, there was a loud bang. The two stalemated for a moment and then annihilated each other.
At this time, Qingfeng put his hands together, and his hands instantly made countless finger gestures. A huge demon shadow appeared from behind him. The appearance was blurry, and he really carried supreme pressure.
His body slowly floated up and rose to a height of ten feet above the ground. He pointed at the ghost demon of the underworld.
A one-foot-thick black beam of light instantly emanated from his fingertips.
The beam of light carried endless energy, giving people an unstoppable look.
The Netherworld Demon was not vague either. He saw his hands move and stretch forward, and countless green ghost mists were instantly emanated from his body. These ghost mists turned into a giant snake in front of him and went towards the beam of light.
The two collided, and a force of annihilation spread out immediately.
It can be seen that the two slandered each other and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The two fought each other, and it can be seen that they were evenly matched.
The Netherworld Demon was already angry at Qingfeng at this moment, and he saw his body tremble, and the whole sky turned green.
Countless gloomy winds also began to blow at this moment, and there was a wailing sound between heaven and earth.
The next moment, Qingfeng's demonic flames rose, and he actually practiced the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art.
He flashed forward, with a dazzling black light on his hands, and saw him turn his hands into claws and attack the Netherworld Demon first.
After all, passively taking a beating is not his character.
Qingfeng was very fast, and in a blink of an eye he was fighting with the Netherworld Demon. This Netherworld Demon was a master in the late stage of the Tribulation, and he really used his demonic skills to perfection.
The two fought fiercely, and the Netherworld Demon pointed at Qingfeng, and a ghost appeared out of thin air in the sky. The ghost held a white bone knife and chopped down Qingfeng's head.
Qingfeng was of course not afraid of these, and he actually collided with the bone knife with a flesh claw.
Of course, no one knew that he was wearing a Tiancan Glove, which was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. Even if it was not the case, Qingfeng's Tyrant Body Art was enough to fight against this ghost.
Qingfeng grabbed the ghost knife in mid-air with his claws, and then punched it, and the ghost exploded.
This scene opened everyone's eyes, and the Netherworld Demon was also stunned. He didn't expect Qingfeng to have such an operation.
What shocked him even more was that this boy was only at the Hedao stage, but he was not at a disadvantage in the fight with him. It seemed that the people in the Holy Hall should not be underestimated.
So his face suddenly became serious and he became serious.
At the same time, he heard the ghost demon in the underworld shouting: "I want to see how many moves you can take."
Then, one after another, ghosts came out of the void and slashed at Qingfeng. These guys seemed endless and countless. m.
And around Qingfeng and the other two, everyone had already hidden in the distance to watch the excitement.
Xuannv was no exception. Qingfeng had already told her to stay away from here to avoid the harm to the fish pond.
But at this moment, her beautiful eyes kept moving, staring at Qingfeng's every move, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Guixinshu looked at the field and kept sighing, this guy really lived up to his reputation, that old ghost of the underworld thought he had a high level of cultivation, and now I think he will be defeated.
The ghost bone demon looked at the field with a solemn expression, and he kept analyzing what would happen if he and Qingfeng fought.
Someone else looked at the scene and said, "Hmph, he is just a disciple of the Hedao stage. Does he really think he can compete with a disciple of the Dujie stage, and he is in the late stage of the Dujie stage? He is really crazy."
"I don't think so. Looking at the situation now, it is still unknown who will win or lose. The people of the Holy Hall are really extraordinary. A disciple of the Hedao stage has such means. Then those guys in the Dujie stage must have cultivation levels that are against the sky. No wonder the people of the Holy Hall are so arrogant wherever they go."
"Hmph, he is trying to boost others' morale but destroy his own prestige. I wonder how long he can hold on. After all, his cultivation is limited. The ghost demon is a child of heaven. I wonder how many moves Zhulong can hold on."
The spectators were talking about it, and the two people on the scene were also fighting fiercely.
Qingfeng kept offering two high-level magic skills, Taiyi Zhenmo Gong and Zhenmo Jing. Over the years, he has gained a deep understanding of these two skills. Although he has not fully understood their mysteries, he feels that he has understood about 70% of them.