But in order to kill Qin Cheng, he no longer cared about anything.

"Deploy a formation? Let me see what formation you set up that can stop this devil's devouring technique!"

Huo Rong looked coldly down at Qin Cheng, who was carving the formation pattern with a solemn expression, and stretched out his hand to point directly downward.

The devoured fire dragon turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed. Tens of thousands of little ghosts screamed again and rushed toward Qincheng crazily.

"Qin King Body!"

Qin Cheng's face remained calm, and the shadow of King Qin appeared again.

At the same time, above the ground, the formations were formed, and white mist filled the air.

The huge illusory figure punched the kid hard.

However, like the fire dragon, these little devils will be repelled, but they seem to be never injured and come back again.

When they landed on the ancestral shadow, they opened their mouths and bit them as if they were eating the fire dragon.

Weird, these little guys are just too weird.

It is obviously formed by the condensed atmosphere of extreme yin, but it is not afraid of fire.

There is obviously a physical presence, but it is not afraid of being crushed by force and will not be injured.

Qin Cheng's body was in pain, and he raised his eyebrows suddenly.

The ancestral shadow is not like the fire dragon, which is my own condensed immortal magic, but a part of my own body refining technique.

If the ancestral shadow is damaged, your own body will also be severely damaged.

For example, when the head of the Shi family attacked and the phantom shattered last time, he originally suffered a backlash, but it was only because the phantom mutated and turned into countless fragments that merged into his body that he was not seriously injured at that time.

But these little ghosts are eating them, so I don't dare to bet that the shadow of my ancestors will change.

There was thick white mist on the ground, and Qincheng suddenly flew up at extremely fast speeds.

Tens of thousands of little devils were chasing behind, like a black cloud, and they were equally fast and followed closely.

"Swordsmanship!"

Looking at the chasing brats behind him, Qin Cheng waved his hand fiercely.

Since this power-based method is useless, try something sharper.

Three thousand fairy swords suddenly flew out of the void and turned into three thousand rainbows, shooting towards the little ghost like falling rain.

Puff puff puff!

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank, and he could clearly see that these sharp swords instantly penetrated the kid's body.

However, the fairy sword did not leave any traces on them after traveling through time.

Those sword marks disappeared quickly, as if they didn't exist.

"These weird little ghosts are like liquids. The sword can cut off the river, but when the sword energy disappears, the rivers will merge together again." Qin Cheng frowned.

"Then let's try again if we can use the soul to attack."

He flipped his palm and the magic whip appeared in his hand, sweeping it sharply across the back.

The slender magic whip swept across the sky, and dozens of imps were whipped away in an instant.

However, this time, although many little devils screamed and flew out, the whip did not penetrate their bodies.

Moreover, after these little ghosts flew out, they shook their heads, flew out again, and rejoined the large army.

It seems that even if he is attacked by spiritual consciousness, he is still unharmed.

You know, Huo Yue was whipped dozens of times by Qin Cheng before, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't fly, but these brats were unscathed.

Later, Qin Cheng used Demon Emperor Palm, Flame Emperor Finger, and even poison techniques, but all of them were of no use.

"Where did this Huo Rong learn this weird technique?"

It cannot be broken, cannot be pierced, and cannot be scattered.

As an extremely yin creature, it is not afraid of fire, bombardment, piercing, and even divine soul attacks are not affected.


Chapter completed!