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The eighth floor of the Wind Demon Tower was an extremely vast illusion array—Qin Fengming had already confirmed that much. But these two Magic Beasts of the Spirit Severing realm were absolutely genuine Magic Beasts.
Although these two Magic Beasts might have been condensed from energy, the fact that they could condense physical bodies was enough to regard them as truly existing. Qin Fengming had no doubt about that either.
Being suddenly attacked by a Magic Beast that had closed in beside him, Qin Fengming was also startled.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Qin, dodge!" A cry of alarm rang out from the female cultivator behind him.
Although Si Kong Yining was casting an art and urging the archaic spell plate in her hand, she naturally dared not withdraw all her spiritual sense. Thus, she had been paying close attention to the battle between Qin Fengming and the two Magic Beasts.
The attacking Magic Beast was clearly the one that had just self-detonated its body. The other Magic Beast, after being struck by the Azure Spirit Sword Light, was still two hundred zhang away from Qin Fengming.
Facing the Magic Beast that had suddenly appeared nearby, Qin Fengming did not hesitate in the slightest. One fist was already thrusting toward the Magic Beast's sharp claw.
As his fist shot forward, a mass of azure mist had already wrapped around it.
Amid a beastly roar, the head of a demonic beast wrapped in azure mist suddenly emerged. As its jaws opened and closed, they bit directly down on the incoming sharp claw.
He rapidly circulated the art within his body, and vast soul force surged forth. As it swept over everything, it enveloped the entire Magic Beast.
Under Qin Fengming's soul force, comparable to that of the mid Spirit Severing stage,