Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Sensing the extremely weak energy fluctuation several miles ahead, Qin Fengming admired the ghost cultivator's method of restraining his energy.

If he hadn't locked the ghost cultivator's breath all the time, it would be absolutely difficult to find an extremely weak ghost energy flying away in such a misty place.

The speed of the two sides was extremely fast, and in just a moment of effort, they had already fled tens of miles away.

The old man flying in front was very puzzled that the person behind him dared to pursue him alone.

With his own cultivation, behind him was a mere young cultivator in the early stage of alchemy, who was chasing and attacking alone, and the speed was not inferior to his own, as if he had the intention of intercepting and killing him.

Thinking of this, the old man became angry.

This time I led a dozen of my men here, and I wanted to capture a few monks to honor the Holy Lord, but I didn't expect that the other party came prepared.With just a little contact, most of the manpower was lost.Even myself had no choice but to run away.

This kind of aggrieved thing is the first time this old man has encountered it in hundreds of years.

But at this time, the old man didn't dare to stop and fight with the monks at the early stage of alchemy behind him.

The power of the six white horse training attacks just now was too great, which made him feel unmatched.Although the old man thinks his methods are good, but surrounded by six people, he has no choice but to hang his hands and wait for death.

The two sides actually had a tacit understanding, chasing and fleeing, and neither of them used any secret techniques in the middle.In just the meal time, the two of them flew thousands of miles away from their original place.After flying hundreds of miles away, the two of them were already nearly two thousand miles away from the place where they opened up.

Under the flickering black light, the old man who was flying away in front of him hovered and stopped in an open place.

"Quack quack, junior, but you are quite courageous. You dare to go after the old man alone. Anyway, since the old man has lost a few men, then I will capture you and charge some interest."

Standing opposite the old man, Qin Fengming's face was expressionless, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

Although the old man on the opposite side is extremely fast in his escapism, Qin Fengming has long been able to catch up with him, but he doesn't want to have other people present when he does it, so he pursued it all the way to this point.

"Hmph, you're not ashamed to speak out, you're just a caught fish."

After scanning the area of ​​seventy or eighty li for a while, but did not find anything unusual, Qin Fengming said in a calm tone.Regarding the old man in front of him, although he was also very vigilant in his heart, he didn't take it too seriously.

"I don't know how to live or die, this old man will capture you and suppress you for a hundred years."

In the sound of the words, the old man's body was covered in black mist, and he rolled and swept towards Qin Fengming.

The speed of the black mist was extremely fast, and it rolled to a hundred feet in front of Qin Fengming in just one breath.

Qin Fengming stood where he was, without any sign of panic.It seems that what the old man opposite him did has nothing to do with him, he just watched with a smile on his face.

The old man was immediately overjoyed to see the young man on the opposite side not dodging or evading.The magic formula in the body moved rapidly, but the speed of the black mist permeated suddenly increased by a few minutes again.

This kind of black mist that he displayed implied murderous intent.

As long as they enter this black mist, even monks of the same level will lose their strength greatly.Because this black mist is refined with ten-thousand-year corpse energy, it has an extremely powerful ability to deprive a living body.

For a foundation-building cultivator, as long as he is contaminated with the black mist, the soul in his body will be forced out by the black mist in an instant, and eventually become a part of the black mist.

Even if the ghost self-cultivation enters the black mist of the old man, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced, and he will be helpless.

In the blink of an eye, under the tumbling black mist, Qin Fengming's whole body fell into the black mist.

Qin Fengming, who was immersed in the black mist, was surrounded by dozens of walls outside his body, and a white horse that was tens of feet long hovered around his body.His face was unusually calm, with piercing eyes, staring at the ghostly old man who was still clear two hundred feet away.Did not launch an attack immediately.

Qin Fengming's move meant that he would try to reach out.

Since he entered the realm of alchemy, he has always relied on things outside his body to fight with others, and with his own means, there are very few opportunities.

Now that he has magic weapons and secret techniques in his body this time, Qin Fengming has the intention of testing his own methods.

Although he was conceited, he was not careless at all, so when he saw the opponent cast the black mist again, he directly sacrificed ten Dingjia Talismans for protection, and at the same time, the scorching sun and cold light sword flew out immediately, guarding around him.

"Quack quack, junior, you have already been trapped by the mist of the old man's corpse for thousands of years. If you try to escape again, you will surely ascend to the sky. If you let go at this time, the old man promises to give you a good time, otherwise you will be wiped out and your bones will be gone."

At this time, the old man felt very stable. There were no less than four or fifty human monks who had fallen into his dark mist.

On the opposite side, a cultivator at the early stage of alchemy was trapped by his own mist, so no matter how powerful he was, he would never be able to escape again.

"The mere mist is not in the eyes of Qin. What means do you have? Just use it. Qin has a look. As the leader of ghost cultivators, how powerful are you?"

As soon as he entered the dark mist, Qin Fengming had already noticed the mystery. This kind of dark mist is different from the ghostly spirit cultivated by other ghost monks, and there is even a little breath of his own corpse refining in it.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming's heart skipped a beat.

"The junior really doesn't know how to live or die, this old man will send you home right now."

Following the old man's voice, Qin Fengming's body suddenly burst into sobs, and the sound of wailing that penetrated into the soul suddenly came out.If it wasn't for Qin Fengming's extremely powerful divine sense, just the sound of this sound wave would have caused him to fall into confusion.

"The younger generation has some tricks. This old man's ghost-biting voice actually doesn't work for you. Then try the experience of ten thousand ghosts."

Before the old man finished speaking, Qin Fengming already noticed that there were dense numbers of pale ghosts suddenly appearing in the dense black mist around him. These ghosts were different from ordinary souls. One of them already possessed the late-stage cultivation strength of ghost generals.

Facing tens of thousands of ghosts whose cultivation level was comparable to that of the peak of Foundation Establishment, other alchemy cultivators would be terrified and unable to hold themselves back.

But in Qin Fengming's eyes, this kind of ghost is not worth mentioning.

After shaking his hands, a flag had already appeared in his hand, and with a stretch, a small yellow beast jumped out.As soon as Dou appeared, the little yellow beast howled, as if seeing a delicacy.

Before Qin Fengming could send out his spiritual thoughts, he had already circled around and rushed towards the densely packed ghosts around him.As the little beast approached, a cloud of gray mist spewed out from its mouth.

Immediately, as long as the ghosts around the little beast were swept by the gray-white mist, they all fell into the little beast's mouth following the contraction of the gray-white mist, and disappeared without a trace.

As the little beast circled rapidly, half of the densely packed thousands of ghosts fell into the mouth of the little beast and were directly swallowed by it.