Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

In the face of waves of attack formations composed of dozens of monks, Master Huang Xu and Fu Qiong did not hesitate in the slightest. Under the surge of magic formulas in their bodies, the huge monster fog and the blue mask were like two groups of two. The gigantic giant ball with a size of three hundred feet covered the opponent.

Hundreds of secret techniques and magic weapons slashed out frantically, and under the flickering brilliance, they were submerged in the huge blue mask and the huge monster fog.

Two distinct phenomena emerge.

Under the slashing of dozens of magic weapons, the huge monster mist suddenly rolled, and huge grooves were exposed, as if the huge monster mist was dismembered on the spot.But after the huge magic weapon slashed past, the majestic monster mist surged and they merged together again.Under the frenzied scrolling, dozens of people's attack circles were involved.

A burst of terribly miserable howling was immediately on the spot, and the loud sound of a huge magic weapon colliding also came out of the mist.

In just a moment, the majestic monster fog swept away.Immediately, dozens of skeletons of Chengdan cultivators were left on the spot.Not a single bit of flesh and blood remained on it.

And Fu Qiong's blue mask was chopped by dozens of magic weapons, and the blue light flashed wildly, and swallowed dozens of huge magic weapons into it.

Amidst the whistling of a hurricane, a loud bang suddenly rang through the scene.

The natal treasures that were connected to the hearts and minds of all the alchemy cultivators were shattered within the huge light shield.Just when everyone turned pale and opened their mouths to spit out blood, a huge blue mask swept over, and under the blue light flashed wildly, dozens of alchemy cultivators were involved.

Facing the overwhelming wind blade sweeping towards him, Cultivator Cheng Dan was sucked into it without any resistance.

After the blue mask passed, the fragmented and broken body suddenly appeared on the spot.

Seeing such a situation at the scene, tens of thousands of alchemy cultivators finally showed horror, and the fear in their hearts could not be described in words.Such an attack method is something they have never encountered in the three hundred and four hundred years since they cultivated immortals.

Under the powerful attack of the two opponents, the joint attack circle did not reveal the slightest power, and it collapsed in front of it.

At the same time as Fu Qiong and the other two attacked, Qin Fengming's mana surged violently, and the majestic ghost-eating mist gushed out.Surrounded by the thick mist, his figure flashed, and he went directly to the place where thousands of scattered cultivators were.

By this time, he no longer had the slightest intention to hold back.

The accidental fall of the Taoist patriarch caused the hatred in Qin Fengming's heart to swell rapidly, and the ferocious aura permeated his body, almost becoming visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Qin Fengming, in Sima Bo's eyes, had become extremely terrifying, and he hardly knew the crazy young monk in front of him.The disciple who was always knowledgeable, reasonable and calm had disappeared.

Instead, he had a surly face, exuding a terrifying aura of killing people all over his body, a blood-red color flashed faintly in his eyes, and the majestic soul power permeated the surroundings. I couldn't help feeling like I was about to kneel down on the ground.

Faced with such a majestic coercion of the soul, everyone almost lost the power to resist.

If it hadn't been sensed that the energy in Qin Fengming's body was still at the stage of transforming into an infant, everyone would have thought that the young man in front of him was a powerful existence above the middle stage of aggregation.

Both Fu Qiong and Master Huang Xu attacked in the direction where Cheng Dan monks gathered.

And what Qin Fengming faced this time was the most powerful Infant Transformation cultivator among the cultivators besieging Manghuang Mountain at this time.Among these people, there are three big monks.

It can be said that at this time, Qin Fengming was going to challenge thousands of Huaying monks led by three big monks with his own strength.

If the real situation hadn't happened in front of everyone, absolutely no one would believe it existed.

Thousands of Huaying monks, even a monk in the early stage of aggregation, certainly did not dare to face the peak directly.And a peak cultivator who turned into an infant dared to do this, which is already beyond everyone's imagination.

"Fellow daoists, this junior really doesn't know how to live or die. He dares to challenge me and other fellow practitioners so arrogantly. If he doesn't give him any color, he really thinks that we are all dead."

Faced with the rolling thick fog, none of the thousands of Infant Transformation cultivators retreated.Amid the shouts of a peak cultivator who transformed into an infant, they all stepped forward and gathered together.There is a great intention to join forces and resort to powerful means to kill Qin Fengming on the spot.

As the thick fog approached rapidly, thousands of monks sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and the sky suddenly shone brightly. Under the dazzling magic weapons of various colors, they rushed towards the already pervasive sky with a terrifying sound of piercing through the sky. A huge fog of four or five hundred feet struck.

Thousands of powerful attacks were chopped into the majestic mist in an instant, and disappeared without a trace amid the chirping sound.

To the horror of hundreds of cultivators who turned into babies, the moment their natal magic weapon entered the opponent's dark mist, a powerful and viscous blocking force suddenly wrapped around the magic weapon, and at the same time, an extremely strong devouring force also Showing up, trying to devour the body protection condensate on the magic weapon.

The spiritual connection between everyone and their magic weapons suddenly decreased.

At the same time, an extremely cold breath also emerged rapidly, wrapping everyone's magic weapons in it.

In just one or two breaths, except for the three magic weapons sacrificed by the three big monks, the magic weapons sacrificed by hundreds of monks who turned into babies were undoubtedly frozen in the ghostly mist.

With only a quick movement of his figure, Qin Fengming took thousands of magic weapons into his arms.

Under the combined attack of the ghost-eating mist and the mysterious ghost fire, the magic weapons sacrificed by those monks in the early and middle stages of transforming into infants could hardly resist the combined attack of the two secret arts.

"Ah, not good, the old man lost contact with his talisman."

"Xie's natal object has also disappeared."

Shouts of frightened shouts immediately resounded on the spot.Such a situation in front of him is already beyond the scope of what everyone can understand.The magic weapon of life that can arrest hundreds of monks in an instant, such a method is too weird.

Just when everyone was stunned, suddenly a series of figures shot out from the thick fog, and under the flickering, they flew towards the place where the people were.

"Not good, this is a puppet, everyone quickly use secret techniques to kill it."

Facing the dozens of figures that suddenly appeared, the three great monks naturally recognized them at a glance, shouted in their mouths, and woke up everyone who was stunned.

Ghost Biting Yin Mist was already very close to everyone, but under the rapid movement of Taoist puppets, it was in front of everyone in an instant.

Before the crowd launched a secret attack, twenty or thirty humanoid puppets had already arrived in front of the huge shield of the crowd.A deafening roar suddenly resounded on the spot, and the extremely majestic energy explosion energy immediately enveloped the shields sacrificed by thousands of Infant Transformation cultivators.

The protective shields sacrificed by thousands of monks are nothing more than the fusion of their respective auras of body protection. Although the defensive power is greater than that of a single person, it is definitely not to the point of defying the sky.

Under the simultaneous explosion of the twenty or thirty baby puppets that Qin Fengming deliberately refined, they almost only resisted for a moment, and then suddenly shattered.

In the face of the majestic explosion energy frantically rushing in, the monks in the early stage of infancy had almost no means to sacrifice, and they were already burned on the spot by the hot explosion energy containing huge impact.

In just an instant, more than a hundred monks fell in front of them.

Faced with such a situation, all the monks who turned into infants still had the slightest intention of attacking together, and they all swayed, fleeing from the terrifying explosion energy core.

"Hmph, it's so easy to escape, none of you will escape today." A cold voice that seemed to judge life and death resounded from the thick fog.

A series of jet-black figures flashed out again, and before the violent explosion energy dissipated, they passed through the explosion energy, and flew towards the fleeing monks who turned into babies.

"This is the puppets of the pinnacle of transformed infants, and there are as many as thirteen of them." Suddenly seeing the thirteen peak puppets of transformed infants, there was a sound of panic on the spot. The terrifying explosion energy seems to be even more intense.

The thirteen humanoid puppets at the peak of the Infant Transformation, at first glance, are not low in intelligence, and the speed is fast, even faster than the body skills of the great monks in the late stage of Infant Transformation.In front of such a powerful thing, there is no reason for the Infant Transformation cultivator not to be frightened.

These thirteen puppets were exactly the puppets Qin Fengming obtained from the secret realm of Xianshan.

Although Qin Fengming didn't have high-grade spirit stones available at this time, after careful study, he finally understood that these puppets were not driven by middle-grade spirit stones, but that the drive time was too short, and they could only last for a cup of tea.

Although the time for a cup of tea is short, offering it at this time can also have a shocking effect.

Early stage of baby transformation.In the mid-term monks, under the frenzied attack of the puppets at the peak of the infant transformation, there is no power to fight back. In just a dozen breaths, dozens of monks fell on the spot.

These puppets are extremely fast, and their bodies are extremely tough. Even if it is a full-strength attack by a monk in the late stage of transformation, it is difficult to do anything. The attacks of those monks in the early and middle stages of transformation are more like tickling.

Faced with such a situation at the scene, no matter how much the three casual cultivators in the late stage of transformation called for everyone to resist together, no one listened to their orders.

Everyone is a casual cultivator, and they have nothing to do with each other. The reason they can gather here is nothing more than to offer a high reward.Facing the crisis of life and death at this time, everyone naturally fled away one after another.

Seeing that there was no way to recover, the three great monks also quickly recalled their magic weapons and fled away first.

At this time, the army of tens of thousands of monks finally fell and scattered, and no one stayed on the spot anymore, turning around one after another, and fled to the distance.

"Three juniors, you are really too arrogant. Fellow Daoists, please stand by, the old man has arrived."

Just when tens of thousands of monks turned their heads and fled, suddenly an unobstructed huge ray of light shot out from the distant sky, and before anyone arrived at the scene, a huge shouting sound spread for tens of miles It has already arrived on the spot.

Hearing this shout that contained huge energy, the tens of thousands of monks who were running away stopped and stopped on the spot.

Everyone gathered their eyes to look at the fleeing person, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.