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

"Don't you hide? What a fool." Seeing this, Han Yumen said indifferently.

Seeing this, the one-armed sword ghost next to him finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was the closest and knew best how terrifying the flames released from the bronze lamp were.

If Qin Feng didn't dodge, he would not be able to escape the fate of being burned to ashes.

The many monks who were hundreds of miles away were stunned, and they didn't understand why Qin Feng didn't even hide. Could it be that he gave up struggling?

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, inside the bronze lamp, among the overwhelming flames, a white flame suddenly shot up into the sky, like a volcano erupting.

The temperature here doubled hot instantly, and it also made people feel a kind of coldness in the soul, which was very weird.

The bronze lamp was fueled by the aura of Han Yumen and the one-armed sword ghost, while the Bone Spirit Lenghuo was fueled by the flame of the bronze lamp, instantly reaching an incomparably terrifying level.

It even surpassed the power that Qin Feng could display in his current state.

"Pfft!"

The flames released by the bronze lamp were all burned by the cold fire of the bone spirit. Han Yumen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and it was difficult for him to stand firmly in the void.

"Is this all you two have to do?" Qin Feng asked indifferently, and with one step forward, he arrived in front of Han Yumen and the one-armed sword ghost in an instant with a monstrous bone spirit and cold fire.

The flames of the bronze lamps they sacrificed earlier had almost exhausted their aura. Facing Qin Feng who was carrying such a majestic and terrifying flame, it was immediately difficult for him to bear the coercion, and he was terrified.

"Ah!" Qin Feng flicked his fingers lightly, and the one-armed sword ghost was immediately wrapped in the bone spirit's cold fire, and made a miserable cry, which made people's scalp tingle.

"No! I am the Fourth Elder of the Qixia Sect. You must not kill me, otherwise the Qixia Sect will never let you go." Han Yumen said tremblingly when he saw the miserable appearance of the one-armed sword ghost.

"Don't worry, you won't die for a while."

Qin Feng said lightly: "I also want to get a better understanding of the Qixia Sect from your spiritual consciousness."

While speaking, in his eyes, ancient mysterious runes slowly emerged, as if a god was watching the world.

When Han Yumen heard the first half of the sentence, he was immediately overjoyed, thinking that Qin Feng would let him go, but when he heard that Qin Feng wanted to check his spiritual consciousness, his complexion instantly turned into a pig's color.

To be frightened is to ask for mercy.

Checking his consciousness is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

It's a pity that before Han Yumen could speak, Qin Feng had already started to check his consciousness.

His screaming voice, compared to the one-armed sword ghost, can be said to be even worse.

The many monks who were hundreds of miles away looked at the pure white sea of ​​flames, and they were all going to be stupid.

When Han Yumen and the one-armed sword ghost sacrificed the flame of the bronze lamp just now, they deeply felt the horror of the flame, and Qin Feng didn't even hide, thinking that Qin Feng was dead.

But he didn't expect that Qin Feng had a more terrifying flame in his hands, and could even burn the flame released by the bronze lamp.

"It's terrible! This man is really terrible!"

"Either he is an arrogance secretly cultivated by a family in the Holy Land, or he is the direct disciple of a hidden powerhouse. He is definitely of extraordinary status."

"School Qixia kicked the iron board this time."

"..."

Many monks were amazed at Qin Feng's strength, and speculated about Qin Feng's identity one after another. At the same time, many people also looked gloating at Han Yumen's miserable end.

After all, it was too overbearing for Han Yumen to expel them all fifty miles away.

"Boom boom..."

At this moment, the monstrous sea of ​​flames had slowly subsided and returned to Qin Feng's body.

Han Yumen and the one-armed sword ghost didn't even leave their bodies, they were all reduced to ashes.

"Shh!"

With a wave of Qin Feng's sleeves, he grabbed the three fruits of the Vermilion Bird ancient medicine and put them into the system space.

Then he said to Huo Ling'er: "Let's go, it's not suitable to stay here for long."

What happened here will spread quickly, and the Qixia Sect will surely find out immediately that the Fourth Elder Han Yumen has been killed, and it is not safe for them to stay here.

"En." Huo Ling'er nodded.

Then the two of them flew towards the distant sky, and disappeared in the sight of many monks in the blink of an eye.

"I'm afraid the Tianmang Region is about to change."

After some monks sighed, they didn't want to stay for long, and they had to quickly tell their sect what happened here.

There were also quite a few young monks who looked at the direction Qin Feng had left, reluctantly, and Qin Feng's immortal demeanor left an indelible mark on their hearts.

...

...

During the period, Qin Feng and Huo Ling'er were constantly using the teleportation array, and soon they came to the stream seven thousand miles away.

"Did you check that person's consciousness just now?" Huo Ling'er couldn't help asking.

Although she couldn't see what was going on inside the sea of ​​flames across the sky, she heard that Han Yumen's screams were too tragic, not as simple as being burned by flames.

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded, and said: "From his spiritual consciousness, I got a lot of useful information."

Although Han Yumen's spiritual consciousness has also been restricted, but now his divine pupil is very powerful, unless it is restricted by the Holy Land level, or set by a strong person in Nirvana.

Otherwise he can easily see through.

"How is it? Do you have any secrets about the Qixia Sect?" Huo Ling'er asked suspiciously.

"Of course, and not a lot."

After Qin Feng paused, he continued: "And in the Qixia Sect, there is something I've been looking for all along."

From Han Yumen's spiritual consciousness, he learned that there is a bronze plate in the Qixia Sect!

Everyone in the world thinks that in the history of Qixia Sect, there was a formation master, that's why there is such a powerful protective formation that even the strong in the martial arts realm would be afraid of, but in fact it is because of the bronze plate. Because of the eyes.

"In the Qixia Sect, there is something you've been looking for?"

Huo Ling'er was surprised, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I went to Qixia to teach."

Qin Feng said without hesitation: "The four elders want to kill me, and now I'm going to take the bronze plate, which is very reasonable."

"But the Qixia Sect has the Ninth Layer of Creation Realm powerhouses, as well as their guardian array, do you have a way to deal with it?" Huo Ling'er said worriedly.

Although she was shocked by Qin Feng's formidable strength just now, she also clearly knew that Qin Feng still had no chance of winning against the strong man of the Ninth Layer of Creation Realm.

"It wasn't there before, but now it is." A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

Afterwards, he directly set up formations here, instead of sailing slowly on the ancient boat and investigating the situation of Qixia Sect along the way, he wanted to teleport them directly.