"Reflection magic!"
Damn it, Feng Qingyang thought of a magic weapon, his heart was shocked, and he looked at the demon ant again with full concentration.
"As expected, the pair of curved horns are actually its innate magical power!"
As we all know, although monsters have low intelligence, they also have qualities that make humans envy them, such as their strong bodies, which are their innate superiority over humans.
Putting aside the body structure, the same is true for themselves. Some monsters know certain rules when they are born, or they master certain magical powers. They themselves have no understanding of them at all, but they can use them.
This alone is enough to anger thousands of human monks to death, and its long lifespan is something that humans cannot catch up with even if they try their best. If its wisdom could be outstanding, I am afraid that the spiritual world today would not be dominated by human monks.
"If only I could master this magical power!"
After thinking for a moment, he retracted the Yueshang Bow. Since supernatural powers were useless, he would resort to close combat!
The magical power of nothingness evolved into a world-suppressing bronze coffin. Feng Qingyang raised his shoulders, stepped on the void, and rushed towards the demon ant at lightning speed, accelerating in the air at an incredible speed.
Instantly, a series of phantoms appeared. It seemed that the man was on the sword mountain, but in reality, he had already arrived in front of the demon ant. He was smart this time and did not touch the hardest part of the demon ant.
The bronze coffin that guards the world was engraved with runes, and bursts of chanting came from the void. Just when it got close, he lifted it with one hand and immediately suppressed the bronze coffin on the back of the demon ant!
Then he clenched his hands and quickly superimposed them, and the bronze coffin that guards the world expanded infinitely, instantly surpassing the size of the monster.
"burst!"
Feng Qingyang widened his eyes and pointed his finger forward. At that moment, it was as if a fuse was lit. The bronze coffin expanded to an extreme, then suddenly shrank, and then exploded under his control!
Boom!
A beautiful mushroom cloud rose up, and a strong air wave swept in all directions, scattering the demon ants at the level of demon generals. The center of the explosion easily shattered them into nothingness!
"So, every magical power can be compressed?"
Looking at the scene below, Feng Qingyang smacked his lips secretly and flew into the air. After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing a large deep pit at the center of the explosion.
It was bottomless, with endless yellow sand rolling down. The rustling sound was endless, and the demon ants at the level of demon generals suddenly trembled all over at this moment, and then each of them turned around quickly, plunged into the yellow sand with a whoosh, and disappeared.
"Running away?"
His eyes narrowed, and a trace of disdain appeared on his lips. Monsters are monsters after all. Unless they are monster kings who have broken through to the realm of Tao, or even higher monster emperors! Or monster emperors who have never appeared in the spirit world! Otherwise, they are no match for human cultivators.
"Take the curved horns off its body first!"
As the ant tide retreated, Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he was overjoyed. He rushed towards the deep pit below. Not long after, he appeared in the desert carrying a demon ant as big as a bull's head.
"What a good stuff! We have finally found a treasure this time." With eyes shining, the monster's scales fell off under the explosion of the bronze coffin. Except for the curved horns on its head, there was not a single intact part on its body!
"I just need your corner!"
Looking at the pair of curved horns, as thin as cicada wings, snow-white and transparent, he exerted force with his hands, and his powerful magic power immediately blew up the demon ant's head. With a light pull, he pulled the curved horns off.
The length is like an arm, and the width is just the width of a palm. If this bend can be refined...
"Wait, refine?"
Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and he tentatively used the Moon Sorrow Bow, and used his powerful magic to make the pair of thin films stick tightly to the Moon Sorrow Bow. Then he took a step back and stuck it into the ground!
With a wave of his big hand, he released the thing in the boundary bead.
"Go forward and use your magical powers to attack me..."
Feng Qingyang said urgently, and then without caring whether Shuangshuang understood or not, he dragged him up and sent him out a hundred meters away!
"bring it on!"
I don’t know if Shuangshuai understood it or not. After Feng Qingyang gave the order, he suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a beam of light at him. The beam of light was not too strong, but it could easily defeat all the monsters at the level of demon generals!
Just when the light beam hit the Yueshang Bow, Feng Qingyang directly raised it up and faced the bombardment of the light beam with its pair of curved horns. Then a miracle happened. The curved horns flashed, and the light beam that was impacting it suddenly changed direction and bombarded towards it!
Moreover, its pressure did not decrease at all. When the light beam hit back, Shuangshua obviously did not react to what happened. With its little head, it probably had no idea that such a magical power existed in the world!
"careful!"
Seeing that it was about to be attacked, Feng Qingyang suddenly pointed his finger. The void shook, the wind and clouds changed color, and the powerful Blood Demon Finger directly caught up with the beam of light and annihilated it in the void.
All of this, although it sounds slow, actually happened in just a few breaths. It was so fast that it was terrifying!
"Could it be that this pair of horns is born with this ability?"
He put the little head, which was still shaking in confusion, into the boundary bead, then stared intently at the Yueshang Bow in his hand, took off the pair of curved horns and held them in his hands.
It feels extremely comfortable to the touch, and the thin curved corners are so thin that they can be made into a piece of clothing!
He probed with his spiritual sense, wanting to take a closer look at the structure of the pair of curved corners, but he made a strange discovery that no matter how much magic power he used, he could not probe with his spiritual sense, as if there was something blocking everything!
"It would be great if I could comprehend it and turn it into my own magical power." Feng Qingyang muttered and put it into the storage ring. This thing still has some flaws.
After using it twice, the gloss obviously dimmed, and he could accurately sense that if the difference in strength was too great, there would be no rebound effect!
But no matter what, this is also a rare treasure. If it spreads to the spiritual world, I am afraid it will cause another bloody storm.
He let out two strange laughs, then stood up and rushed towards the huge man in black robe in the center of the desert.
"Daoyou, Monk Ping meets you again!"
Sure enough, before Feng Qingyang arrived, the giant slowly shrank, and finally returned to normal and laughed. He raised his hand to lift up the hat on his head, revealing a bald head and a gentle little face.
"Ah... Holy monk, you are polite!"
Feng Qingyang put his hands together and pretended to return the greeting, then stood up, looking at him deeply with shining eyes.
"Who are you?"
"Didn't I tell you at the beginning? My Buddhist name is Du'e, but you can call me Monk Du'e!" He said calmly, with a faint smile on his face all the time.
After a moment of silence, Feng Qingyang suddenly looked up and asked, "Do you want me to go through these 9981 levels of the tower one by one?"