Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

The voice of ridicule came from afar, unscrupulous and extremely poised, as if he knew Qin Fengming's every move very well, and had the intention of firmly accepting Qin Fengming.

Following this taunting words, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that the edge of the majestic red mist suddenly flashed wildly, and the figures of those monks who blew themselves up just now appeared in the thick mist again.

The sound of Weng Ming sounded again, the majestic energy fluctuated greatly, and the forbidden fluorescence that had disappeared reappeared.

Sensing the surge of the majestic forbidden energy around him, Qin Fengming felt a little uneasy, and quickly regained his composure.

Although the prohibition of this magic circle seems tough and difficult to break, it is definitely not a magic circle for killing.If the attack of the magic circle is huge, the spirits in the magic circle will definitely be killed. This is definitely not what the ghost network who presides over the magic circle wants.

"Hmph, even if you trap Qin with this magic circle, do you want to kill Qin just with these low-level spirits?" Spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings, but still did not find the ghost figure controlling the magic circle.With a gloomy complexion, Qin Fengming snorted coldly and said decisively.

Qin Fengming's words came out, and a sneer sounded again, and the words of disdain immediately resounded in the mist:

"No matter what method you use to escape from the hands of the three great powers, as long as you enter this magic circle, you will never get out alive. But the old man doesn't want you to die soon, but wants to see what means you have. It can make the three great powers all in vain."

A bell with the effect of fascination rang, and the thick red mist surrounding the ghost-eating mist suddenly surged up, and there were several creepy creaking sounds, and several huge blood-red skeletons with a height of seven or eight feet were revealed. on the spot.

The huge skeleton's upper and lower jaws clenched together, making terrifying noises.

When the tall skeleton appeared, Qin Fengming glanced coldly, and his heart skipped a beat.

The aura exuded by each of these blood-red skeletons is not weaker than that of a late ghost monk.Based on Qin Fengming's knowledge, it is natural to see that these skeletons are precisely formed by this huge magic circle.

Such a magic circle is much stronger than what he had imagined before.

Watching the tall skeleton slowly approaching the ghostly mist, Qin Fengming's expression was gloomy, and as soon as he moved, he appeared next to a tall skeleton. He raised his hand, and a soul-eating claw flashed out, grabbing at the tall skeleton. .

Facing this magic circle with a huge attack effect, it is naturally impossible to sacrifice the soul-devouring beast.

This inevitably made his calculations come to nothing.With anger welling up in his heart, Qin Fengming naturally wouldn't hold back.

The huge and powerful Soul Eater flashed, and immediately enveloped a tall skeleton in it.The power of the soul suddenly appeared, and the whole body of the tall skeleton was piled up like sand, and it collapsed on the spot under the pressure of heavy objects.

Now that he had already made a move, Qin Fengming would not hold back his hands anymore, and waved his hands. In just two or three breaths, several tall skeletons were caught and strangled by Soul Devourer on the spot.

"Hahaha, the attack is quick, and you can kill several skeletons transformed by the magic circle in an instant, but if there are tens or hundreds of skeletons, can you kill them so quickly, junior?"

A burst of creepy laughter sounded at the right time when Qin Fengming finished killing several skeletons.Following the disdainful words, Qin Fengming could only feel a burst of crackling sounds resounding one after another under the rapid surge of the dark mist around him, and suddenly figures moved in the surrounding red mist.

Amidst the whirring sound, dozens of hundreds of tall skeletons appeared.

The skeletons moved rapidly, completely different from the slow Tun Tun state just now.Within a breath, Qin Fengming was surrounded on the spot.

Hundreds of skeletons comparable to late-stage monks swarmed in. If it was replaced by other early-stage monks, could they still stand calmly on the spot? No one would be able to do it.

Before the tall skeleton approached Qin Fengming, they already waved their arms away. In an instant, a scarlet paw print that almost completely closed Qin Fengming's body was revealed in front of him.

Hundreds of skeletons who had been cultivated in the late Huaying stage shot at the same time, and the majestic energy fluctuations displayed by them made even Qin Fengming's complexion change suddenly.

"If you want to kill Qin, these skeletons are still difficult to do."

With an angry shout, Qin Fengming, who was standing still, suddenly burst out with multicolored light balls, and the secret skills of Qingyan Sword Shield and Ding Jiadun were fully stimulated.

At the same time, his hands danced wildly, his figure flickered, and hundreds of sharp sword lights turned into gigantic horses, madly sweeping towards the tall skeletons swarming all around.

Amidst the bang, a streak of multicolored light and shadow shot rapidly through the mist.

Almost in an instant, hundreds of crimson skeletons, which seemed to be powerful, were killed by Qin Fengming's sharp sword light, which was all around him.

"Ah, junior, you actually easily defeated this powerful attack of the magic circle."

The previous sound of wild laughter suddenly stopped, replaced by a sound of shock and astonishment.

"I don't believe it, you can continue to defeat the tall skeleton attacks condensed by this huge magic circle." The old man's venomous voice sounded out again after only a moment of astonishment.

As soon as the words fell, the huge magic circle suddenly burst into a Wengming sound again.

The thick red fog started from where Qin Fengming was, like a huge boulder falling onto the surface of a vast lake, and huge ripples spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it was instantly affected.

The densely packed tall skeletons, like tender grass in the wilderness after the rain, emerged in a crowd, their figures swayed, and they rushed towards the place where Qin Fengming was standing.

There are tens of thousands of tall red skulls, only a rough look at the number.With the appearance of the skeleton, the tens of thousands of low-level spirits in the surrounding mist suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and retreated towards the thick mist around them. In an instant, within tens of miles, there was no trace of spirits at all.

Seeing such a large number of tall skeletons condense under the magic circle running at full speed, Qin Fengming's scalp tingled for a while.

The power of this magic circle far exceeded his expectations.

Tens of thousands of late-stage Infant Transformation and Peak Skeletons, under the joint attack, even a middle-stage or even late-stage monk can hardly resist it.Even if you have a powerful secret technique, you can hold on to it, but there is not much chance of being able to persist under the bombardment of the opponent.

For Qin Fengming, group attacks and battles were not really a big threat.

The mana in his body was sacrificed, and the ghostly mist gushed out again, covering hundreds of feet around his body in an instant.

Hundreds of thousands of tall skeletons struggled forward in the mist, and they still surrounded Qin Fengming without fear of death.There is a great intention not to kill Qin Fengming, and vow not to give up.

The Xuanyin ghost fire flashed, and a tall skeleton also appeared in the ghostly mist.

His body flickered, and he was cruising in the vast thick mist, and suddenly the sound of bones colliding resounded.The tall crimson skull and the skull transformed by the Xuanyin ghost fire touched it, and it was melted by the ghost flame with almost no resistance.

Surrounded by mist and spirit circles, the attack methods of many skeletons pose little threat to Qin Fengming. The only thing that threatens him is the ghost-eating mist and mysterious ghost fire. These are the majestic mana consumed , is several times more than usual.

If it is an ordinary gathering monk, it is hard to say whether it can last for an hour when running such two secret arts with all its strength.