At this moment, Qin Fengming urged the Profound Purple Sword, but he did not drive it at full force and turn it into a dragon to launch a violent attack.
Facing the current 'Zi Hao,' he did not dare to release the Profound Purple Sword from his palm. The mist released by Zi Hao was extremely bizarre, filled with the aura of a demon beast, while also containing a force of oppression.
Qin Fengming was not certain whether the Profound Purple Sword would be restrained by his opponent once released.
Facing the current 'Zi Hao,' Qin Fengming's heart held both vigilance and dread.
There was no doubt that Zi Hao was a cultivator from Kaiyang Land, but the opponent before him should already be vastly different from the original Zi Hao of Kaiyang Land.
Qin Fengming did not even dare to determine whether Zi Hao still existed at this moment. The 'Zi Hao' fighting him now was clearly far more powerful than the original.
Within the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, the magic power in Qin Fengming's body poured out like water bursting through a breached dam, rapidly surging into the enormous sword blade in his hand.
The purple-black sword blade trembled, and a humming sound suddenly resounded, like wave after wave of dragon roars.
Having spoken, Qin Fengming naturally did not linger. As he urged the Treasure Control Art, the sword blade in his hand, covered in vast Chaos aura, began to dance rapidly.
In an instant, enormous sword blades more than a dozen zhang long and solid beyond compare shot forth one after another, like horned serpents shaking their heads and lashing their tails as they streaked away, suddenly pouncing in all directions.
Although the Profound Purple Sword had not left his hand, Qin Fengming had driven his magic