Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

The three-foot-long sharp blade shot out, and after a brief flash, it pierced into a mass of energy that suddenly appeared.

What makes the middle-aged man surnamed Qian feel cold is that there is no monk in the energy gas that his extremely reliable self-defense weapon penetrates.

The sharp blade lased, passed through the mass of energy, and lased to the distance ahead.

Before the middle-aged man surnamed Qian could react, a scarlet short blade had already flashed out from his left rib a few meters away, and arrived at his side in a flash.

A miserable cry suddenly resounded.As the blood splattered, on the middle-aged body, a terrifying blood hole appeared on his left rib.

A small and exquisite dan baby jumped out immediately with the blood splattering, its face carried such an unbelievable color, when the figure leaped out, the figure flashed indistinctly, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Danying's teleportation is two points faster than the monk's teleportation supernatural power.If the cultivator didn't have the means to break the teleportation supernatural power, he could only watch the other party's Danying go away, but there was nothing he could do.

It's a pity that it was Qin Fengming who met the middle-aged man this time. When Qin Fengming attacked the opponent, he had naturally anticipated the means that the opponent would use later.

With one blow, blue lights flashed in his eyes, and the red and blue long sword in his hand was swung in a certain direction.

A piece of silver silk screen as large as Zhang Xu, took shape immediately with the rapid jogging of the tip of the long sword, and disappeared in a flicker.

Just when the middle-aged Xiaoqiao Danying appeared hundreds of feet away with a frightened and angry face, and when he turned around to look at Qin Fengming who had already shown his figure, the silver silk net also appeared Beside Danying's body.

The Dan baby who had just appeared was covered by the silver screen before even exclaiming.

The silver glow flashed, and the little Qiao Danying was immediately dismembered into pieces of minced meat.

Before even a trace of the spirit escaped, it was swept away by a ball of silver light and disappeared on the spot.

Seeing this blow from Qingyan Sword, Qin Fengming couldn't help being a little surprised.At this time, the supernatural power of sword silk transforming net is obviously several times stronger than before.

"Okay, this monk has solved it, let's go and see how Fellow Daoist Fang is doing at this time." Qin Fengming said lightly as he signaled Hexuan to put away the middle-aged monk's storage bracelets and magic weapons.

For Qin Fengming, if he was fighting alone, he would have great confidence in defeating a late stage cultivator or a peak cultivator at this moment.

And as long as the other party is not an existence comparable to the mysterious level, it is very normal for him to kill the other party.

"Two fellow daoists, wait a moment, this old man is about to be killed." Just as Qin Fengming and He Xuan stopped beside the vast mist, Fang Liang's words also came out.

Hearing Fang Liang's relaxed words, Qin Fengming and He Xuan were naturally relieved.

Amidst the bangs, roars came out from afar in the mist.Amidst the roar, there were one or two exclamations.

This voice was not Fang Liang's, but it was obviously from the mouth of the cultivator at the peak of trance.

The mist filled the air, even with Qin Fengming's consciousness, he couldn't fully see what was going on inside.And Lingqing's eyesight can only see a hazy scene.

I saw that in the dark mist at this time, ghosts in the form of spirits were flying continuously in the dark mist, and powerful energy attacks were lasing and displaying in the depths of the dark mist.

It's just that those powerful attacking secret techniques can't penetrate the vast mist, and they just flew away tens of feet, and they disappeared in the mist one after another.

The old man surnamed Kong did not appear in his vision, but Qin Fengming knew that Kong Liang at this time was just a cornered beast.Fall is a matter of time.

"Fang Daoyou, kill them quickly, it's better for us to leave here."

A gust of mountain wind blew past, Qin Fengming's back suddenly felt cold, his heart moved, and he called out quickly.

This place is not far from the Yinshan Gang. If the three monks of the Yinshan Gang have any restrictions, they might pass the news of their fall back to the Yinshan Gang.

And Qin Fengming had heard Cao Xin and the other five say that the monks of the Yinshan Gang had a special aura, and as long as they were beheaded, there would be imprints on them.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or not, it is best for them to stay away from this place at this time.

Just as Qin Fengming's words fell, several roars immediately resounded in the thick fog in front of him.

"Okay, the cultivator at the peak of Tongshen was killed. We can leave."

As soon as the thick fog subsided, Fang Liang's figure appeared in front of the two of them.

At this moment, Fang Liang's face was full of joy.Above its head, a five-foot-high pagoda shone with fluorescence, and a terrifying cold aura was suffocating on top of the pagoda.

This Ten Thousand Soul Pagoda was re-sacrificed by Fang Liang from the original Ten Thousand Sword Pagoda.

I don't know what kind of secret method Fang Liang used, but he was able to take the five-foot-high pagoda into his body as a sacrifice of his own life.It seems that Fang Liang still has a special spell in his body.Such a method is extremely extraordinary, at least Qin Fengming does not know what method to use to do this at this time.

No matter how powerful this method is, Qin Fengming still doesn't need it, so he won't ask any questions.

"Fang Daoyou, what is the strength of those ghosts that you summoned? In the end, you collected them in the Tower of Myriad Souls, right?" Seeing that no ghosts left around, Qin Fengming couldn't help but asked with a puzzled look on his face. .

Qin Fengming also wanted to know the power of the secret art of feeding ghosts that came from Fairy Qingyu's supernatural power.

"Well, this secret technique of feasting on ghosts is quite powerful. When I used it just now, it seemed to be able to summon wandering ghosts within tens of thousands of miles. It's just that the level of ghosts summoned is not high. But this secret technique is not useless , This secret technique can actually make the summoned ghosts and ghosts devour each other.

And after swallowing, the strength of the ghosts born can increase dramatically out of thin air.Not only that, those ghosts that survived after swallowing seem to be a little more terrifying than before.

If you can't control those ghosts, maybe you can make them bite back the person who controls them.Fortunately, Fang has absolute control over Yinhun, so there is no such worry.However, Fellow Daoist He, it is better not to practice this secret technique, otherwise there will be accidents when performing it, and the gain will outweigh the loss. "

Fang Liang's face was full of joy, but the words came out like this.

Fang Liang's words undoubtedly mean that the secret technique of eating ghosts is a secret technique with great disadvantages, and ordinary people may be backlashed by it when using it.

Fang Liang is a sprite, so naturally he won't be afraid of ghosts.Even if it is a mysterious ghost in front of him, even if he can't listen to his call, he still dare not have the heart to kill him.

"It's no wonder that a secret technique created by a Mahayana only appeared in the auction of the psychic monks. It turns out that there are such drawbacks in it..."

Qin Fengming's heart moved, and he suddenly figured out why this secret technique appeared in the auction.

"Ah, it's not good, the two fellow daoists quickly enter the Shenji Mansion." Just when Qin Fengming was about to say something, suddenly a cry came out of his mouth.