Chapter 2109: 2109
Qingfeng waved his hand to stop the quarreling of the two demonic beasts . He said, “Stop fighting, let me kill this lackey of the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint first . ”
Qingfeng activated his clairvoyance and a flash of golden light appeared . Instantly, he saw the Ghost Saint .
Qingfeng could clearly see that the Ghost Saint was a low-grade saint . It was not very powerful and not a threat to Qingfeng at all .
Qingfeng waved his fist forward and caused an explosion within the air . Instantly, the surrounding phantoms that made up the Black Fog were blasted towards the low-grade Ghost Saint .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint furrowed his brows when he sensed the terrifying power in Qingfeng’s fist . He could sense that Qingfeng’ power rivaled the power of his Master, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint waved his palm and gathered a gigantic black whirlpool which was made up of phantoms and ghostly souls to block Qingfeng’s fist .
Unfortunately, just as the whirlpool made contact with Qingfeng’ fist, it was shattered into millions of pieces .
Qingfeng’s fist continued to travel and landed heavily on the Low-grade Ghost Saint’s body before pummeling through his chest .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint’s attack was completely useless towards Qingfeng . Qingfeng’s fist innately suppressed his power .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint looked at Qingfeng fearfully and said, “Strangle Hell Fist! How is this possible? How can you know this technique?”
The Low-grade Ghost Saint was cultivated from phantoms and evil ghosts and the Strangle Hell Fist was the thing he feared the most after thunder and fire .
It was said in legends that the Strangle Hell Fist was cultivated by a Strangle Hell Immortal who once used his fist to suppress Hell .
Qingfeng smiled coldly and said with disdain, “Undead like you dare to disrespect me? My Strangle Hell Fist is a natural enemy for creatures like you . You will all die today . ”
Qingfeng once again waved his fist which glistened with Hell Scriptures . The tadpole-like markings on the scriptures continued to spread to form a black light which enveloped the entire abyss .
All of the phantoms and even Low-grade Ghost Saint shuddered in fear when they came into contact with the scripture . They were like mice who had seen a cat .
Qingfeng punched his fist forward to use the seventh attack of Strangle Hell Fist . The power of his fist instantly caused a crack in the skies . The fist left behind nothingness wherever it passed by, even the Low-grade Ghost Saint’s body was split into two .
Since the Low-grade Ghost Saint’s body was made of souls and ghosts, his body started to regather at the next moment .
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The Low-grade Ghost Saint laughed loudly and said, “Even though you practice the Strangle hell Fist, you have not learned all of the attacks, so you still can’t kill me . After all, I am a Low-grade Ghost Saint . ”
Qingfeng smiled faintly and said mockingly, “Really? Then I will use my flames to burn you to death . ”
Qingfeng started to utilize the Golden Flames within his body to form a golden fire at the tips of his fingers .
The Golden Flames contained terrifying temperatures that reached 15000 degrees Celsius . The surrounding phantoms were instantly burned into nothingness as soon as the flames appeared . The other phantoms also quickly retreated as if they had seen their enemy .
Qingfeng casually pointed his finger towards the Low-grade Ghost Saint and the Golden Flames flew towards him .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint screamed fearfully at the sight . He could clearly sense the power of the Golden Flames, they were much more powerful than the previous flames that Qingfeng had used .
The Low-grade Ghost Saint turned around to run but the Golden Flames were too fast . Instantly, the flames were before him and shot towards his chest before burning down his body .
Ahhhh…
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The Low-grade Ghost Saint’s pitiful screams resounded within the abyss . Soon, his entire body was burned into ashes by the Golden Flames .
The Treasure-Hunting Mouse looked at Qingfeng with horror in his eyes . It was a spiritual phantom so its biggest fear was the golden flame .
The Treasure-Hunting Mouse did not doubt that he would be burned into nothingness if a single golden flame touched his body . His Master was too powerful, he not only had thunder and fire powers, he had also inherited the techniques of the Golden Saint .
Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, “Let’s continue walking forward . This is too easy…”
The Treasure-Hunting Mouse rolled its eyes speechlessly . The Forbidden Ground of Three-Eyed Ghost Dao was terrifying for anyone who stepped into the Grounds .
Many who came here were killed by the undead and never made it out of the grounds, but Qingfeng said that the creatures were too weak and unchallenging .
“Master, slow down . I will follow you,” the Treasure-Hunting Mouse said as it hurriedly followed behind Qingfeng who was moving rapidly .
Even though the Treasure-Hunting Mouse could find all the treasures in the universe, it was not powerful .
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This was especially true after its body was injured . It only had spirit energy left so it was very weak . Even the Low-grade Ghost Saint could kill it easily . Thus, it had to follow Qingfeng closely .
Qingfeng walked towards the depths of the abyss . He killed any phantom, Ghostly King, or Ghost Saint in his way .
After awhile, Qingfeng finally felt his foot stepping onto ground . The ground was pitch black and there was black liquid flowing on it . There was black fog rising from the ground as well .
One could hear phantom-like screams coming from the fog .
Amongst the black fog, one could make out a gigantic ghost face . The ghost face was composed of phantoms left behind from powerful Saint fighters during the Ancient Era of the Universe .
Black Puppy’s expression changed when he saw the sight . “Oh no, Qingfeng, the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint has collected the souls of so many Saint level fighters . He must be cultivating their souls to improve his power . We can’t let him become an upper-grade Ghost Saint or things will become difficult . ”
Qingfeng furrowed his brows and his expression became solemn . Qingfeng did not fear a middle-grade Ghost Saint but things would become tricky if he had to fight against an upper-grade Ghost Saint .
He said, “Let’s go! The Low-grade Ghost Saint said that the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was about to breakthrough to the upper grade . We can’t let that happen!”
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