Although Fei Zhi was powerful, its greatest weakness was that Qin Fengming could not control it. As he watched the Black Scorpion Worms easily break through the enormous blue barrier under the ghost cultivator's command, Qin Fengming could only smile bitterly in silence.
Without the barrier's protection, Fei Zhi was instantly submerged beneath tens of thousands of Black Scorpion Worms.
In an instant, a terrifying, hair-raising clicking filled the area. Black severed limbs and broken appendages fell from the sky one after another.
Qin Fengming focused his spiritual sense on the severed corpses and limbs scattered across the ground, and his expression grew solemn.
Although most of the remains belonged to the Black Scorpion Worms, Fei Zhi's corpse was mixed among them.
As the saying went, even a fierce tiger could not withstand a pack of wolves. Facing a swarm of semi-mature Black Scorpion Worms numbering ten or twenty times its own, Fei Zhi could no longer display overwhelming power.
"Hmph. Without Fei Zhi's help, let's see what you can use to fight this old man." A cold snort rang out. Five gleaming black blades wrapped in black mist suddenly slashed fiercely toward Qin Fengming from several directions.
Qin Fengming had already experienced this attack from his opponent once before.
Facing it again, he naturally felt no fear. The instant the five blades appeared around him, a shield flashing with silver light had already blocked the three blades behind him.
Qin Fengming flicked his sleeve, and a red-and-blue precious sword several feet long appeared at the same time. With a slight tremble in the air, two sword lotuses flashing with azure and crimson light appeared. In a flicker, they slashed toward the other two black blades.
"Ah! Damn it!" A shrill cry of alarm burst from the childlike ghost cultivator,