I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"hateful!"

Seeing the ancient battlefield gradually falling into the wind, Chu Zhuanghe's face became more and more ugly.

He didn't expect that all the people he was forced to sacrifice had Qiongqi's remnant souls, and he still couldn't crush Qin Feng.

At this moment, he realized that he had underestimated Qin Feng.

As the No. 1 in the current world before the birth of many evildoers, Qin Feng can't judge it with common sense.

"Give me death!"

As Chuzhuanghe's words fell, Qiongqi, which was almost as huge as the sky, waved its wings, and the huge air current shattered the void, and large areas began to collapse.

Immediately afterwards, the huge phantom moved towards Qin Feng.

Wherever it passed along the way, everything was turned into powder, not to mention the judge imps, even the demons it summoned were all crushed.

"Hehe... If the real Qiongqi was here, I might be afraid of you, but... after all, this is just Qiongqi's remnant soul, and it can't kill me." Qin Feng said indifferently.

While speaking, his hands quickly formed seals, and he uttered ancient jerky and incomprehensible notes

All of a sudden, the huge bull-headed horse-faced statues on both sides of the ancient palace behind Qin Feng began to tremble violently.

Moreover, the weapons in their hands, the pitch-black thunder, became even more terrifying, crackling and crackling.

It seems to be surrounded by thunder dragons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The next moment, the statues of the bull's head and the horse's face started to move. The two of them held weapons and walked towards Qiongqi.

Although they are as huge as a mountain, compared to the small human race, they look like ants, but under the shadow of Qiong Qi, which is almost as high as the sky, they still seem a little small.

It's just that the desperate breath of death exuded naturally from the bull's head and horse face statue should not be underestimated.

They really look like ghosts and gods who have come out of the Nine Nether Purgatory and harvested life.

"Boom!"

Soon, the bull-headed horse-faced statue was holding an ancient weapon surrounded by thunder, and collided violently with the huge Qiongqi phantom.

Terrible energy fluctuations erupted here, and suddenly reached a terrifying situation, and the void with a radius of thousands of miles was instantly shattered.

The pitch-black scene made all the monks here instantly feel as if they were in the Wuyin void.

Even some unlucky guys were wiped out in an instant without being able to protect their bodies with spiritual energy, leaving no bones left.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qiongqi's huge body almost as high as the sky, as well as the bull's head and horse-faced statue, were all shaken back again and again, and every step they fell would crush the ground to pieces.

However, neither Qiongqi's phantom nor the bull's-headed horse-faced statue suffered fatal injuries after such a fierce collision.

After they retreated briefly, they immediately stepped forward again and continued to fight with each other.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, in the entire world, terrifying collisions erupted continuously, shaking the world, and every time the raging energy erupted annihilated a large area of ​​space.

Many monks here, standing in the distance, watching the fierce battle here, they all have the feeling of watching the battle of ancient giants, and deeply feel how small they are.

Although the statue with the bull's head and the horse's face looks very small compared to the gigantic Qiongqi phantom, but because of the blessing of the three thousand thunderbolts, it has an advantage and keeps pressing.

"Crack! Kick!"

Every time the weapons in their hands are swung, there is a deafening thunderous sound, which reverberates between the heaven and the earth, making the poor phantom a little difficult to parry for a while.

fell into a disadvantage.

"Could it be... I'm going to lose today?" The most unacceptable scene of this kind was Chuzhuanghe.

Even his most powerful means were unable to kill Qin Feng. His eyes were red, and the anger in his eyes was almost turning into a real flame.

He couldn't accept this result, and kept chanting ancient spells, continuously injecting the power in his body into Qiongqi Xuying's body, trying to crush it.

His whole body is also rapidly becoming weaker, which consumes him enormously.

However, in comparison, Qin Feng was even more terrifying.

"Boom..."

The glazed light outside his body was brilliant, and the light was so dazzling that the aura in his body, like the source of a river, continuously entered the body of the bull-headed horse-faced statue.

Still perfectly maintaining the suppression of Qiongqi phantom.

"Boom!"

Finally, the Qiongqi phantom couldn't bear it anymore, and was hit by the weapons in the hands of the bull-headed horse-faced statue at the same time, and its huge body instantly dimmed a lot.

Not only that, this Qiongqi phantom is closely connected with Chuzhuang River, he also spurted a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Hiss... Chu Zhuanghe has displayed his combat power to such an extent, yet he is not Qin Feng's opponent?"

Seeing this scene, the monks present were all shocked.

They thought that Chu Zhuanghe might not be able to completely defeat Qin Feng, but what they didn't think about was that Chu Zhuanghe might lose.

"This…"

From the very beginning, she felt that Qin Feng must not be as good as Chu Zhuanghe's Goddess of the Xiao family, so she froze in place in astonishment.

She didn't expect that her most reasonable guess would be slapped in the face.

The Tianyinque Saintess was surprised, but she was a little thankful that Qin Feng, a talented musician, did not die just like that, which she was very happy to see.

"Roar!"

And at this moment, under Qin Feng's control, the statue with the bull's head and the horse's face continued to press hard, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

With heavy steps, they smashed the weapons in Qiongqi phantom's body again, making Qiongqi phantom make a shrill roar, which became much darker at the same time.

And at the mouth of the Chuzhuang River, a large mouthful of blood protruded again, looking extremely distressed.

"I...I will lose to you, and my strength is not even as good as yours." He stared at Qin Feng firmly, somewhat unable to accept this reality.

But no matter whether he accepts it or not, he knows that he has already lost.

That poor phantom couldn't do anything to Qin Feng at all, and it couldn't even block the attack of the bull-headed horse-faced statue.

"It's too late for you to know now." While speaking, Qin Feng controlled the statue with the bull's head and horse face, and once again held the weapon and slashed at Qiongqi phantom.

I don't want to waste time anymore, I need to end this battle quickly and see how much Chu Zhuanghe knows about the map of the heaven and earth.

Then it's time to hurry up and find Yanse.

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