Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Spiritual thoughts are an extremely mysterious aura emitted by the soul of the monk's body through the power of the soul, which is a higher level of existence than the divine consciousness.

Whether it is driving spells in the body, or manipulating magic weapons and monsters, it all requires the power of spiritual thoughts.

Spiritual thoughts can be invisible, and once they are sent out, they are not only difficult to detect, but also extremely difficult to block.But spiritual thoughts can also be transformed into powerful objects that contain the power of a powerful soul.

This method of spiritual transformation can be said to be more difficult than the spiritual transformation.Generally speaking, if there is no strong spiritual sense of the monks, it is extremely difficult to manifest the spiritual sense.

The divine sense itself is the power of the soul, and if a powerful person cultivates a certain kind of powerful supernatural power, the divine sense can stay in the body, carry a certain kind of spirit and wisdom, and turn it into obsession and exist in a specific environment to complete the task. Last wishes of some previous monks.

Qin Fengming has personally experienced this kind of spiritual thought.

When he was in the ghost world, the Daoyan ancestor of the Wuyan clan he met had an obsession to reside in that powerful prohibition circle and would not leave for thousands of years.

Yunmeng Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mists with powerful psychedelic effects all year round. This is undoubtedly an extremely special environment.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming's complexion finally changed in shock, and as he spoke, fear also arose in his heart.

Following Qin Fengming's words, the faces of everyone present were also frightened.

The existence of the Mahayana spirit is equivalent to a Mahayana monk floating in this Yunmeng Mountain.A Mahayana monk, just thinking about it in the hearts of everyone, can't help but feel a chill in the bottom of the heart.

As Qin Fengming said, if the lingering Mahayana spiritual thoughts want to kill everyone, it can be said that it is easy and simple.

Under the startled change of countenance, everyone including Qin Fengming looked at the tall statue in the valley almost in no particular order, with dignified inquiry flashing in their eyes.

If you don't look at it, it's enough. After looking at it, everyone's backs suddenly felt cold.

The tall statue with a height of tens of feet that could be easily seen before was now covered by a layer of colorful rays of light. Under the flashes of fluorescent lights, it was already difficult for everyone to see clearly.

It seemed that the huge statue already knew what everyone was thinking, and deliberately didn't want everyone to find out.

Facing such a strange situation, Qin Fengming and others were all terrified in their hearts.

But just when Qin Fengming's complexion changed slightly, he was suddenly shocked again.A sense of vigilance suddenly rose in my heart.

"Huh!" A slight piercing sound suddenly sounded from the air when everyone was looking at the statue in the distant valley with great fear in their hearts.

Hearing this voice suddenly, Qin Fengming immediately raised his head and looked into the sky.

A graceful figure suddenly appeared in the sky hundreds of meters high, and fell rapidly towards it.

"Huh, how could it be her?" In an instant, Qin Fengming's eyes had already fixed on the rapidly falling figure, and he would have left without looking at it. After seeing it, his heart suddenly moved.

"Fellow daoists, step aside quickly!" As soon as Dou saw the figure falling from the sky, Qin Fengming's urgent words resounded on the spot.With a flash of his figure, he had already displayed the Biyun Mizong movement technique, catapulting towards the side of the crowd.

A phantom flashed on the spot, the speed was no slower than the rapid escape technique of a cultivator of alchemy.

Following his rapid utterance, one man and one beast landed from the air dozens of feet away from the crowd with a soft sound.Standing still, a graceful figure of a young girl appeared on the spot.

"Ah, it turned out to be you, a junior?"

As soon as the girl stagnated, and before she had time to look around carefully, an illusory figure had already arrived in front of her. With a quick glance, a coquettish cry full of anger suddenly resounded on the spot.

Following the girl's coquettish cry, Qin Fengming flashed in front of him with his right hand as a saber, and suddenly slashed towards the girl's neck.

At this time, Qin Fengming had no magic power in his body, and even the power of his soul had been imprisoned in the sea of ​​consciousness by that extremely strange breath, and he could not sacrifice a single bit of it to drive away from his body.

However, Qin Fengming's inner strength from the mundane martial arts that he cultivated since he was a child is not missing, and he can still be driven at will.

As Qin Fengming's internal force circulated, his arm suddenly became as hard as iron, and the wind whistled in his palm, and a whistling sound resounded, and a sharp aura emerged from the palm of his right hand in an instant.

Qin Fengming's physical body was forged by taking Bai Ningxiang and body training exercises. Even without the blessing of mana, he could still crush a stone with just a pair of fleshy palms.

This time, under his palm martial arts, he has his own internal strength blessing, although it can't compare with the magic power when he is in his body, but if he chops on the body of an ordinary monk, it can still break his bones and tendons.

When his right palm was swiftly slashing out, his left hand condensed into a fist, hitting the female cultivator in front of her heart.

If the female cultivator in front of him was an ordinary human cultivator, of course he didn't need to use such a method, he might just need to step forward and imprison the opponent's acupoints.But even Qin Fengming didn't dare to take it lightly when he was facing this female cultivator.

This nun who suddenly fell from above was not an ordinary monk.

Although Qin Fengming only glanced at it, a naked man with a graceful ketone body immediately appeared in front of him.She is not someone else, it is Sikong Yining, the princess of Wanyao Valley whom she met once at the Tang Family in Wanling Mountain Range.

Seeing this princess of Wan Yao Valley suddenly, he was also shocked.

When he first entered the huge environment, he heard a female cultivator exclaiming in surprise, and he also saw a female cultivator. Thinking about it now, he can be sure that it is the female cultivator.

Sikong Yining is not an ordinary female cultivator, but a powerful demon cultivator with the blood of the demon clan. Although he is in this strange place at this time, he has not become a demon body because of his own magic power, but his body is tough. Even Qin Fengming didn't dare to take it lightly.

Moreover, the two of them are not friendly friends, Qin Fengming already has a heart to capture this female cultivator.

Although it can't be beheaded, but if it is imprisoned by means, then even the master of all monsters, the master of all monsters, will have to be afraid of it.

Suddenly seeing Qin Fengming flashing beside him, his palm slashing towards him like a knife, in the exclamation of the female cultivator who suddenly appeared, there was also a flash of horror on the ugly face.

But she is an extraordinary person after all, her delicate body suddenly twisted up, and her figure suddenly leaned backwards.

Her movements were unbelievable, as if her waist had no bones and became soft.

The two blows that Qin Fengming was determined to win, unexpectedly failed at the same time.

"Hmph, if you want to capture this fairy, you are worthy too." With a coquettish hum, Fairy Sikong, who was leaning back quickly, suddenly kicked out a embroidered foot with lightning, and slammed towards Qin Fengming's face.

The speed was as fast as two points faster than Qin Fengming's.With a flash of embroidered feet, he arrived at the door of Qin Fengming who was walking forward.

Even Qin Fengming, who had always been cautious, had no possibility of dodging the opponent's blow.