Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Seeing Qin Fengming standing in the air, the expressions of the two Moshanzong changed, and a deep puzzled expression appeared in their eyes.

The two couldn't figure out how Qin Fengming escaped from tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts.The ghosts in those ghost banners are extremely difficult to kill. It can be said that in the black mist transformed by the ghost banners, the ghosts are almost immortal.

If you want to escape, there is no other possibility except that the monk who fell into it is powerful and breaks through a path.

The two looked at the Luoxia sect cultivator in front of them, and they were convinced that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to have means comparable to that of a cultivator in the alchemy realm.

Although the monk surnamed Feng yelled angrily, his face was firm, and he didn't immediately go forward to fight with Qin Fengming.

"It's really beyond Gu's expectation. A mere person in the early stage of foundation establishment has the means to kill out of the ghost banner. However, it is impossible for you to escape from this place. No matter what you do today You must also die here."

The monk surnamed Gu looked at Qin Fengming, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly said coldly.

Hearing the other party's words, Qin Fengming immediately showed a faint smile on his face.Glancing at the two of them, he said calmly: "If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the means. It is very possible that I will capture and kill you two in a while."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the monk surnamed Feng showed a majestic face, suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and leaped towards Qin Fengming again in a flash.

He didn't answer, and in the blink of an eye, he had already waved out a black object.

As soon as the object left his hand, it immediately turned into a size of several feet, and a ball of black juice flew out of it, heading straight for Qin Fengming.

Before the black juice was on his body, a stench had already rushed to his face. After smelling it suddenly, Qin Fengming only felt a feeling of difficulty breathing filled his mind.Qin Fengming regained his senses after forcefully repelling it.

Facing the terrifying juice, Qin Fengming felt slightly horrified. He had never encountered such a strange treasure before.

The other party, as a monk of the demonic way, was indeed full of evil spirits everywhere, Qin Fengming couldn't help but increase his attention by a few points.

Not daring to let the black juice get close, he urged the Purple Fire Meteor Sword in front of him, and the huge sword shadow immediately faced the black juice.

In an instant, the Meteor Sword smashed into the juice.

As soon as the Meteor Sword touched the juice, Qin Fengming only felt that the power of the Purple Fire Meteor Sword, which was connected with his mind, suddenly weakened.Seeing this scene suddenly, Qin Fengming almost didn't even think about it, and immediately rushed out with his divine sense, intending to urge the Purple Fire Meteor Sword to shoot back.

However, what made his complexion suddenly change was that when the Meteor Sword was rolled up in the black juice, the juice surrounded the huge blade before him.

In the roar of his mind, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that his connection with Zihuo Meteor Sword disappeared rapidly, and Meteor Sword had completely lost contact with him.

How could Qin Fengming, who was shocked immediately, not know that the other party's spirit weapon was extremely sinister and capable of polluting other people's spirit weapons. He had never seen such a powerful thing in his life.

The monk surnamed Gu saw that his younger brother had trapped a spirit weapon in the opponent's body as soon as he made a move. He immediately swayed and flew to Qin Fengming's left side. The three of them formed horns in an instant, blocking Qin Fengming's retreat.

After the initial shock, Qin Fengming felt at ease again after a while.He found that although the Purple Fire Meteor Sword was trapped in the black juice, it was not taken away by the opponent in a short time. As long as the opponent was killed, the Purple Fire Meteor Sword could be taken back.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming's expression immediately showed a hint of sternness: "You really think you can capture me, and the next is when you two will die."

After saying the cold words, Qin Fengming raised his hand, and two purple horseshoes appeared in the air, one circled, and went straight to the monk surnamed Feng.It was Qin Fengming's Ruyi purple gold hook magic weapon.

Cultivator surnamed Feng was shocked. From the coercion emanating from the purple horse training, he immediately judged that the other party had sacrificed a magic weapon.

Although he didn't know that the other party was obviously an early foundation-building monk, how dare he sacrifice the magic weapon, but the monk with the surname Feng didn't dare to neglect, and a surprised voice sounded: "Dharma weapon, you dare to sacrifice the magic weapon."

After the words were spoken, he waved his hand quickly, and also sacrificed a crutch.As soon as it was revealed, an astonishing coercion immediately emanated, which is exactly a magic weapon.

The huge crutch was displayed in the air, and quickly intercepted a purple horse training.The two sides collided with bangs, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

However, what Qin Fengming sacrificed was two horses, one was intercepted, and the other quickly got rid of the magic weapon of the crutch, and flew towards the monk with the surname Feng after him.

When the monk surnamed Feng saw a horse showing the power of a magic weapon approaching suddenly, his soul flew into the sky.He didn't expect that the opponent's magic weapon was actually two powerful objects, one intercepted his own object, while the other attacked in front of him.

At this time, the monk surnamed Feng had no magic weapon to use, and in a panic, a high-grade spiritual weapon was sacrificed in front of him.

"Crack!" A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the high-grade spiritual weapon of the monk surnamed Feng was almost in contact with the purple horse, and the crisp sound was immediately cut into two pieces.

The speed of the purple horse didn't slow down, and it came so fast that it was too late for the monk surnamed Feng to avoid it.Frightened, he even forgot to turn on the spiritual shield for self-defense, just staring blankly at the purple light from far to near...

However, the monk surnamed Feng was not killed by a single blow. Just when the monk surnamed Feng felt that his life was in danger, a black lightning suddenly flashed from his right side, intercepting the purple horse with a faint flash.

This dark thing is exactly the whip-shaped magic weapon that the monk surnamed Gu used to repel the purple-backed mantis beast.

Seeing Qin Fengming offering two identical treasures at once, the cultivator surnamed Gu knew that his fellow disciples would not be able to stop them, so he quickly sacrificed his own treasures, successfully blocked the opponent's treasure, and saved the life of the monk surnamed Feng.

Seeing that the friar with the surname Feng was about to be exterminated, Qin Fengming couldn't help but sigh in secret. It's really not easy to get cheap from the two late-stage foundation-establishment monks.

The two magic weapons were intercepted, and Qin Fengming felt a rush of urgency.

At this time, the sound of weapons colliding can be heard within a radius of tens of miles, and the colorful rays of light in the sky are constantly flashing. Not to mention the first sacrifice of the little fork to fight with the opponent's spear, they are the three magic weapons in the air, which makes this place full of aura Incessantly, it has spread to the surrounding world.

Qin Fengming was not sure whether this was the gathering place where the Demon Mountain Sect entered the ancient battlefield. It would be very disadvantageous to him after a long time.

The two of the Moshan Sect had calmed down at this time, they were sure that the cultivator at the early stage of foundation establishment opposite him would not be able to sacrifice the magic weapon, even if he still had it, he would definitely not dare to sacrifice it.

Seeing that the battle situation has stabilized, the monk surnamed Feng gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy on the other side, don't be complacent for too long. As long as my Senior Brother Gu strikes with all his strength, I will be able to capture you on the spot in a moment. At that time, I will definitely extract your soul and refine your soul, and you will never be reborn forever. In return for the killing of my senior brother and my spiritual weapon Revenge for being destroyed. It is useless for you to escape. The Red Leaf Forest is where the foundation-builders of our Demon Mountain Sect gather. "

Qin Fengming listened to the other party's words, but his heart calmed down. After the monk surnamed Gu sacrificed the magic weapon, he didn't attack with all his strength, but just intercepted a purple horse.

Seeing this scene, he already realized in his heart that the other party must disdain to attack an early foundation establishment monk with others.The magic weapon was sacrificed only to save the life of the same family, now he has no worries, and he will never attack the enemy again.

Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, and he suddenly saw that the monk surnamed Feng was standing forty feet away, without any defensive spiritual weapon on his body, and he didn't even activate the protective spirit shield.My heart couldn't help but move lightly, and I slowly walked towards the monk surnamed Feng...

Although the performance of the two sides was a little dull, the air magic weapons and spiritual weapons have never stopped, and they are still fighting each other endlessly.

The two of Moshanzong were all focused on the sky, and neither of them paid attention to Qin Fengming's small movements.

When the monk surnamed Feng saw that Qin Fengming was only more than 20 feet away from him, he felt a little inappropriate, and immediately said: "Boy, do you want to sneak attack Feng?" , a shield appeared outside him.

Qin Fengming smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I just realized it now, it's already too late."

Amidst the words, a red light flashed out from his sleeve, as fast as lightning, and appeared outside the shield of the monk named Feng in an instant.

There was only a sound of 'duh', and a flash of red light penetrated the body of the monk surnamed Feng, and flashed out from the other side.The dead body suddenly fell from the sky.