Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming rarely gets angry, but this time, he was really angry to the extreme.

The Flying Eagle Gate dared to loot hundreds of young and middle-aged men from the Qin Family Village, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for the Qin Family Village.

Without those young and middle-aged villagers, the old and weak Qinjiazhuang will have no possibility of survival.

His Qin family bloodline will no longer exist.Facing the genocide, no matter how calm Qin Fengming's mind was, he couldn't help but burst into anger.

Following the sacrifice of the silver sheath worm, the spells in his body surged even more, a slight thunder sounded, and he disappeared suddenly on the spot.

"Ah, hurry back, you are the ones who can resist these spirit insects. Fellow Daoist Han Zhang, show up quickly and help me, this junior has so many powerful spirit insects around me." When the white beetles all over the sky appeared, that The monks in the late stage of transforming into infants couldn't help feeling jealous, and a shout resounded immediately.

"Hmph, it's too late to call for help at this time."

Just when the big monk was frightened and called for help, he felt energy fluctuating around him, and a young figure appeared.

Before he could make any moves, a majestic force of confinement of the soul had already rushed over his body.He only felt a huge soul pressure that made the soul in his body tremble suddenly, and then his head went dizzy, and he lost consciousness.

"Hmph, you really don't know how to live or die if you dare to sneak up on Qin Mou. If that's the case, then Qin Mou doesn't have to hold back anything."

Suddenly feeling a strange energy suddenly appearing behind him, Qin Fengming didn't turn around, but just waved out a shield in his hand, and with a flash of black light, he guarded behind him.

"Pfft!" Before Qin Fengming finished speaking, a slight muffled sound suddenly resounded.A weak and invisible strange attack has been stopped by the dragon-patterned tortoise shield.

"Hey, you were able to defend against this old man's attack. It seems that your skills are really extraordinary." Just as Qin Fengming finished speaking, energy fluctuated hundreds of meters away, and a gray-haired, red-faced old man suddenly appeared.As his figure was revealed, a breath that made people dizzy suddenly rushed towards their faces.

This old man turned out to be a ghost monk who practiced ghost skills.And he is also a ghost cultivator who has reached the peak of transforming into an infant.

"Hmph, Bufan is still behind, let's see how many blows you can withstand Qin?" Qin Fengming didn't want to answer him, but following the muffled sound, his figure suddenly blurred and disappeared on the spot .

Since his cultivation has improved greatly, he has advanced to the peak of transforming into a baby.When he used the Wind Phantom Movement Technique again, although his speed hadn't increased much, the phantom that was vaguely there before was even more difficult to distinguish.

Because at this time, he can already conjure up several strange and unpredictable figures.Even if the other party can see those phantoms, it is difficult to judge which one is the real body.

"Ah, it's not good!" Seeing the figure of the other party disappear suddenly, the red-faced old man suddenly felt bad.The body quickly shot back backwards, and at the same time, when it was lifted back, two sharp blades with huge energy fluctuations shot out and stirred towards the front of the body.During the trembling, he suddenly enveloped the land of more than ten feet in front of him.

This old man is extremely quick to see an opportunity, and the methods he uses are also very suitable for the symptoms.

Although he didn't see where Qin Fengming's figure was, as long as he blocked the front of him, he wouldn't worry about the other party not showing his figure.

His move was very correct, the moment he sacrificed two magic weapons to seal his body, a figure suddenly appeared more than ten feet away from where he was originally standing.

Following the sound of two loud bangs, the two sharp blades sacrificed by the red-faced old man were suddenly struck by two pitch-black fist shadows, and catapulted away to the distance behind him amidst a wailing sound.

The speed was so fast that it was two points faster than the backward figure of the red-faced old man.

At this time, with the experience of the old man, it is impossible to know that the cultivation level of the person in front of him is the same as his own. He is also a person who is at the peak of transforming into a baby, and his body is extremely powerful. He was blown away by his blow.

What frightened the red-faced old man the most was that the speed of the young monk in front of him was so fast that even with his own consciousness, he could only see a few vague afterimages of the other party.

If you are hundreds of feet away from the opponent, you can also use many secret magic weapons to intercept the opponent and slow down his speed.But at this time, faced with such a situation, the red-faced old man felt terrified in his heart.

The opponent's physical body is too strong, and his body skills are even more unimaginable.

But the red-faced old man is a person who fought over during the Great War of the Three Realms. At the same time as he let out a sharp cry, a crescent-shaped sharp blade flashed out. Dao Dao Sen's shadow shot out towards the front.

Just a moment's notice, he hit as many as a dozen shots.

At the same time, Qin Fengming, who was on the scene just now, disappeared without a trace again.

"Bang! Bang!~~~" A series of violent roars came out immediately, followed by a soft cry.

"Hey, the old man's tricks are really good. He was able to resist Qin's attack again. But it can only behave like this." Amidst the violent roar, a figure appeared again under the attack of sharp blades and shadows, and stagnated It was thirty feet away from the red-faced old man's body.

Seeing that the opponent was finally blocked by his talisman, the red-faced old man was overjoyed.

But just before the joy appeared in his heart, a sense of great crisis suddenly enveloped his heart.With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that behind him, at some point suddenly appeared a white spear that was several feet long and as thick as a foot, stabbing towards the back as fast as lightning.

The speed is as fast as lightning.What frightened him the most was that the spear was covered by a layer of electric arcs containing majestic energy, which seemed to be invincible.

When he found out, he was several feet away behind him.At such a distance, it is already difficult to avoid it.

"Ah!~~" A scream sounded, and Senbai's spear was inserted from the back of his heart.Passed through from the heart.

"Om!~~" In Weng Ming's voice, the not very thick spear suddenly shattered and turned into white beetles, which suddenly wrapped around the red-faced old man's body, and immediately wrapped his body.Almost in the blink of an eye, a white bone appeared on the spot.

Even Danying couldn't escape, so he fell into the belly of the silver sheath worm.

Facing the red-faced peak cultivator who turned into an infant, Qin Fengming certainly would not take it lightly.Any great monk will have some powerful secret techniques.He began to approach with his physical body, which was only one means.

When it was attacking strongly, the mind had already activated the silver sheath worm, condensed into a worm spear, and attacked from behind the old man.

Under the attacks of the two sides, even though the old man was skilled and experienced in fighting, he still fell on the spot in an instant.

Seeing the attack shown by the silver sheath worm, Qin Fengming couldn't help being startled.

Such a sharp attack power is beyond his imagination.The electric arc carried from the silver sheath worm's body was already as thick as a baby's finger. Although it was small, it still gave Qin Fengming a feeling of extreme sharpness.

At this time, the silver sheath worm exuded a strange aura. This aura gave Qin Fengming a feeling of extreme heat, and in the scorching aura, there was also an ice-cold aura.