"Puff, puff,~~~" A rapid succession of popping sounds immediately rang out across the scene,
What made Qin Fengming's pupils contract was that the Qinglin Sword Light, which had always been exceptionally effective against the protective mist of the Ghost Dao, now faced a several-zhang-thick hurricane condensed from enormous black mist dozens of zhang long—and had actually vanished like a mud ox entering the sea, raising only tiny ripples,
Not only had it failed to break through it, it had not even managed to stop it,
Within the several-zhang-thick black hurricane, black figures flashed in and out at incredible speed,
Whenever a strand of Qinglin Sword Light collided with the black hurricane, several black figures would flash into view and pounce at the sword light with astonishing speed, seeming like fearless dead soldiers protecting their master,
Although each strand of sword light could destroy two or three black figures, it ultimately could not withstand the desperate resistance of several others. Although the Qinglin Sword Light had a miraculous ability to restrain Ghost Dao secret arts, the opponent's black hurricane was exceedingly strange. It could absorb energy from the dense Yin mist surrounding it, as though no matter how much it lost, it could immediately replenish itself to full strength,
"What secret art is this? How can it be so powerful?"
The black figures radiated terrifying auras, and every one of them seemed to be at least at the early Ghost Lord stage,
Such power was enough to make anyone who saw it turn pale with fright. As the Ghost Talisman Sect's Supreme Elder, Elder Bai's strength was indeed astonishing. With this single attack, he had already made Qin Fengming deeply wary,
Seeing this scene, Qin Fengming was instantly stunned. Although this attack had shaken him greatly, he naturally would not simply