"Go over and have a look."

Hu Zhen also set off quickly.

At this time, the giant flame palm had disappeared. Although the flames around it were still burning, it no longer had the ability to threaten everyone.

While the phantom beasts around were still in a state of panic, hesitating and not daring to step into the flames, the cultivators rushed into the sea of ​​fire first.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a shockingly huge pothole.

The originally flat ground had completely disappeared and formed the shape of a large bowl.

On the walls of this deep pit, the soil has already melted into scorched earth, and a large amount of stone and sand in the pit has been evaporated.

The blazing fire is still burning in the center of the palm print, and its power makes people unable to enter it for a while.

"Look, something is moving inside."

Through the blazing fire, some monks captured some traces inside.

"Mr. Qin was blasted into the ground by this nine-marked phantom beast before. Maybe it was him."

Everyone looked along and discovered the shadow inside.

"Master Qin, are you okay?" Yuan Qiuxia shouted.

However, when the sound came out, the shadow seemed to be seriously injured. It staggered a few steps, but did not react at all.

Fortunately, this phantom was also walking away from the flames, and gradually, the phantom became solid.

And when everyone saw the object through the phantom outline, their pupils shrank.

The existence in this flame was actually not Qin Cheng, but the nine-marked phantom beast.

After receiving such a terrifying palm mark, this nine-marked fantasy beast actually survived!

Although he looked badly injured, he was indeed still alive.

At this time, half of the phantom beast's body was drooped, and even one of its eyes was extremely swollen, but the remaining eye looked at the cultivators with a strong murderous intent.

It seems that being hit hard has not weakened its fighting spirit, but instead increased its ferocity.

The nine-marked phantom beast roared and rushed towards the cultivators.

"You all stand back."

Hu Zhen looked solemn, and the purple flame fairy sword in his hand bloomed again.

Seeing that the phantom beast was about to rush over, at this moment, a flaming arrow flew across the ground like a meteor, instantly piercing the phantom beast's neck.

Poof!

The figure of this fantasy beast paused in mid-air for an instant, and it looked down in disbelief.

Just as Hu Zhen guessed, it also believed that Qin Cheng's demon emperor's palm might have no remaining strength.

But Qin Cheng can actually shoot such an attack and even penetrate it?

As if to confirm the phantom beast's judgment, three more arrows flew through the air, directly penetrating the phantom beast's chest and arms.

At this time, the phantom beast was completely shot away by the arrow, and fell to the ground with a loud bang, unable to get up again.

"Is it Fellow Daoist Qin?"

Hu Zhen and others felt as if they had returned to heaven from hell. They were surprised to see the nine-patterned phantom beast turn into smoke, and then looked at Qin Cheng, who was slowly flying out from the depths of the ground.

At this time, Qin Cheng was holding an exaggeratedly huge flaming long bow. Although his aura was a little weak, his expression was obviously tired.

But his lifespan was not consumed, and he was not as weak as he had guessed.

it's over.

Landing on this phantom beast, Qin Cheng took a deep breath and bent his bow again to draw an arrow.

Although someone was stepping on his head and shooting arrows, the phantom beast below stared at Qin Cheng, breathing heavily, but remained motionless, as if he was tired and would just die.

With a pop, the world-destroying arrow condensed on the Skyfire Bow, and an arrow was shot out. At such a close distance, it directly pierced the head of the phantom beast.

Immediately afterwards, the most powerful and terrifying thing in the entire morning mist forest, which had never been killed before, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The Nine Pattern Fantasy Beast is dead!

He died in the hands of Qin Cheng, whose cultivation was one level lower than it!

Everyone's expressions were filled with shock. The scene of Qin Cheng bending his bow and setting an arrow to pierce the head of the phantom beast was deeply imprinted in their minds, and they would probably never forget it for the rest of their lives.

Originally, they thought that killing the nine-marked phantom beast was just an attempt, and the possibility of achieving it was slim.

But Qin Cheng created a miracle almost by himself.

"As expected of Master Qin, I knew Master Qin would not lose to the phantom beast." Huang Bori's eyes flashed with excitement.

All the monks had nothing but admiration for Qin Cheng.

"roar!"

Just after the death of the nine-marked phantom beast, the mournful screams of the beasts echoed all around.

Everyone quickly looked around.

I saw these phantom beasts, with auras of spiritual light emerging from their bodies, as if they had evaporated, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Killing the nine-marked phantom beast will make all the beasts disappear?"

Although next, when the cultivators face the phantom beasts that have lost their leaders, it is very likely that they will kill them all, but in this way, they save their time.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, are you okay?"

Hu Zhen and everyone flew over. He touched his chin, his face turned a little red, and he felt like he was slapped in the face.

I thought that after Qin Cheng used the method just now, he must be too tired to move, and even affect Shouyuan Daoji. However, he didn't expect that Qin Cheng was still vigorous and vigorous, and could shoot arrows with amazing power, completely defeating the nine-marked phantom beast.

fall.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired and need to take a rest."

Qin Cheng let out a breath. He had just finished the Ultimate Fire Unparalleled Jue, and the backlash hadn't come yet. He felt fine now.

When all the fantasy beasts turned into breath, in the center of this scorched earth, a huge and beautiful morning star flower slowly condensed.

The blooming flowers show seven colors of brilliance. As the breeze blows, the petals tremble slightly. In addition to the refreshing fragrance, they also emit wisps of starlight, floating around the flowers, giving everyone an indescribable feeling.

A dreamy feeling.

"This has never been seen before, never seen before."

Staring at this flower that was bigger than a human, some monks sighed with emotion.

"I think three, no, ten Morning Star Flowers guarded by eight-patterned phantom beasts are not as good as this one."

"Nonsense, this is the guardian object of the nine-marked phantom beast that has never been killed on the Kyushu continent. It must be extremely precious."

After everyone sighed, they all looked at Qincheng, which was closest to the flower.

They were also curious to what extent the bronze ring on his finger would be improved when Qin Cheng absorbed the breath of such a morning star flower.

Will the ninth light pattern appear?

And if there are really nine lines, what will be the reward?

At this time, Qin Cheng also walked in front of Morning Star Flower.

After fighting hard for nearly an hour, it was finally time to reap the rewards.

First, he admired the beauty of the flower, and then Qin Cheng's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he circulated his spiritual energy, which transformed the blooming flower into a stream of starry air.

Whoosh!

Without Qin Cheng's guidance at all, the thickest strand of star aura penetrated directly into Qin Cheng's bronze ring.
Chapter completed!