Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Looking at the puppet that appeared in front of him, Qin Fengming's dignified face showed a hint of joy that was not easy to detect.

The five-element puppet array is formed by five puppets, which is the same principle as the three-talent array formed by the three puppets on Qin Fengming's body at this time.

Seeing the five puppets appear at this time, he should know that the five yuan puppet formation has indeed been broken.Otherwise, the five puppets in formation would not show up.It's just that the wave of attacks before the magic circle was broken was too sharp, and half of the monks on the spot fell into it.

As soon as the five puppets showing the aura of the ghost king's peak realm suddenly appeared, their energy fluctuated greatly, and each of them swayed, and they flew towards the unscathed five ghost king monks, and there were probably five of them. Immediately kill the meaning on the spot.

These puppets seem to be extremely intelligent, and they know that the five big monks are the biggest threat here.

In this cave with a radius of only [-] zhang, everyone was extremely passive, and could only rely on secret techniques and quick body skills to deal with it. The powerful magic weapon was extremely restricted in such a small space, and it was difficult to use it .

With just a little contact, three of the five great monks were at a disadvantage.Being able to confront the puppet head-on, in addition to the middle-aged demon cultivator, the Grand Elder surnamed Guo of the Xiangyun Pavilion, with a yellow glow all over his body, also bumped into a puppet head-on, and did not fall No wind.

Qin Fengming and the other two Ghost Lord middle-stage monks had already retreated to the mountain wall at this time. Looking at the situation in front of them, all three of them had strange colors in their eyes.

Those who can survive that wave of powerful attacks are not the ones with powerful means.Although it cannot be said that he has the ability to kill late-stage ghost kings or peak monks, his own defense methods can certainly be comparable to those of great monks in the late-stage ghost kings.

"How long will it be before the three fellow daoists make a move? Only by defeating these five puppets can we get the treasure here. Otherwise, whether we can survive or not is unknown."

Seeing the three of Qin Fengming standing near the stone wall with a look of waiting and watching, the middle-aged demon cultivator's eyes turned cold, and he immediately spoke in a cold voice.It means that there is already a little anger in his words.

"Fellow Daoist said that's right. Qin will act now and help everyone kill these five puppets." Qin Fengming glanced at the situation in front of him, hesitating for a while, and said suddenly.

While speaking, with a flash of his figure, he flew towards the battle group of the black-faced old man who was fighting with a puppet at the edge.The other two Ghost Lords looked at each other mid-term, and they also shook their bodies one after another, each attacking the nearest puppet.

"Yang Daoyou, Qin will help you kill this puppet first."

With the sound of shouting and shouting, Qin Fengming turned into a ray of light and submerged towards the battle group.

Facing a powerful puppet at the peak of the ghost king, although the black-faced old man had many spirit insects on his body, he was also extremely speechless in the face of this puppet with amazing defenses. Seeing Qin Fengming come to help this time, he was naturally overjoyed.

But just when he felt a sense of relief, suddenly a flash of sword light shot towards his chest.

"Ah, damn it, the old man dared to sneak up on the old man." Amidst the angry roar, the black-faced old man burst into black awns all over his body, and a dense black mist suddenly flashed in front of him.

With a muffled pop, the five-colored sword light shot into the black mist.The black mist encountered by the sword light was swept away like smoke meeting a hurricane, and a hole as large as a foot was suddenly revealed.

But to Qin Fengming's disappointment, the screams did not follow.Under the flash of black mist, he dodged a brave attack from the puppet.

Faced with this scene, although Qin Fengming was a little surprised under the blessing of his rapid movement, he didn't make any further moves. Instead, his body swayed sharply, and he flashed towards a dark cave in the distance.

Although these five puppets seem extraordinary, they are not necessarily capable of killing ghost master late stage monks.

"Damn it, that old man actually entered the cave first."

Following the angry shout of the black-faced old man, everyone present noticed Qin Fengming's movements.

Since the dignified wall was broken by everyone, three dark tunnels had already been revealed on the distant stone wall.Where these tunnels lead, no one knows.

At this time, seeing Qin Fengming rushing towards a cave first, everyone was not angry.

Seeing Qin Fengming's actions, the two middle-stage monks of the Ghost Lord seemed to have sensed something, and before handing over to the battle group, they also flew towards one of the tunnels under false pretense.

Amidst the loud bangs, the five great monks who had been calm before were now complaining incessantly.Under the entanglement of the five puppets at the top of the ghost king, the only thing the five great monks can do at this time is to support them hard. kill.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.The black-faced old man was surrounded by a cloud of black mist, and shot towards the stone wall like a cannonball.

Under the powerful attack of the puppet, the black-faced old man was unable to dodge in the end, and was hit on the left arm by the puppet.

At this time, the black-faced old man's left arm was already bloody and bloody, and the arm was drooping, and it was already difficult to use it.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the black-faced old man didn't resort to any means to attack the puppet that swooped in again, but Wumang shot together into a cave several feet away.The speed was so fast that it entered the tunnel in just a flash and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the black-faced old man who had disappeared, the puppet only froze for a moment, then turned around and flew towards another battle group.He actually let go of the black-faced old man...

Qin Fengming, who was submerged in the cave, didn't stop there, and with all his consciousness, he galloped towards the cave.

Of course, Qin Fengming didn't know the specific existence of this cave.Even the memory of the old man is not fully recorded.

But since there is a five-element puppet formation guarding this place, one can know the extraordinaryness of this cave without even thinking about it.

The five puppets were intercepted by the five ghost monks, of course Qin Fengming would not miss such an opportunity, so without hesitation, he preemptively chose a tunnel to enter.

The figure moved rapidly in the dark tunnel, and did not encounter any danger along the way.But as Qin Fengming continued to go deeper, waves of heat came rushing from the tunnel in front of him.And the deeper it goes, the stronger the scorching breath.

When Qin Fengming stopped at the end of the cave, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

The place where the tunnel exit is located is a raging underground magma that can't be seen at a glance. Roads of fiery red lava spew out, and the power is astonishing.Above the magma, there are also many huge and tall rocks. These rocks are like standing pillars in the turbulent magma lake, dotted on the magma lake.

Although the magma was extremely hot, it did not pose much threat to Qin Fengming at this time, and the magic formula in his body only moved slightly to get rid of the hot breath.

The consciousness was released, and he carefully scanned the strange place in front of him.With a glance of his consciousness, three islands like hills with a height of tens of feet appeared in his consciousness. The three hills towered above the magma, which seemed extremely abrupt.

Except for those three hills, there is nothing else useful here.

Facing the turbulent and churning hot magma, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered slightly. After thinking for a while, he moved towards the nearest hill.