Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Hearing Fairy Feifeng's exclamation all of a sudden, Qin Fengming's heart also trembled.

Shouxian Mountain, of course he knows what kind of place it is. Although he still doesn't know much about Shouxian Mountain until now, he does know a disciple of Shouxian Mountain, Kong Xiaofeng.

Moreover, he had personally seen Kong Xiaofeng perform the secret art of Chaotic Sky.

The secret technique of Chaotic Sky is derived from the innate supernatural power of the divine beast Zhulong. Although it is a derivative, its power is beyond doubt.

It's just that Kong Xiaofeng was only a monk in the late stage of transforming into an infant, and the Chaos Heaven Art he used did not have the powerful power to take away a dozen magic weapons sacrificed by several gathered monks at this time.

Although there was a huge discrepancy between the two, Qin Fengming was still convinced immediately.The huge vortex in front of him definitely came from the same kind of secret art as the chaotic sky art that Kong Xiaofeng used back then.

"Explode!" Seeing that his two powerful magic weapons were about to disappear.Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes anxiously, and suddenly blurted out a curse word from his mouth.

Following the sound of the incantation, a dull roar suddenly resounded from the huge vortex.

The majestic explosion suddenly appeared, and the huge vortex finally stagnated. Under the emergence of a powerful force that was difficult to suppress, the huge vortex collapsed immediately.

Although Chaos Heaven Art can imprison everyone's magic weapon, it doesn't completely shield everyone's mind connection.With Qin Fengming's decisiveness, he naturally wouldn't stop here. Under the urgent urging of his spiritual thoughts, he blew himself up into the huge vortex without hesitation.

As the vortex disintegrated, more than a dozen magic weapons whose condensed light became unstable reappeared on the spot.

"Hey, the younger generation is also a decisive and ruthless person, and he blew himself up without hesitation. But if you don't have the help of these magic weapons, let's see how you can stop the old man from performing secret techniques."

The huge vortex shattered, and a small figure reappeared above the tall stone platform.

Glancing at Qin Fengming who retreated at the back of the crowd, he said with a gloomy expression on his face.

Although there was nothing too surprising about Qin Fengming's two strikes, it made the ghost cultivator feel that it was difficult to use his means fully.

Previously in the dark mist of ghost eating, this ghost cultivator clearly noticed that the red and blue sword blade that appeared out of thin air contained a powerful restraining effect on the secret arts of ghosts.But at this moment, before he could fully use his secret technique, the magic weapon was directly detonated by the other party.

Just when everyone took back their greatly damaged magic weapons, the Ghost Cultivator who had appeared, had already made a formula with both hands, and a cloud of dark mist suddenly gathered around him.

In just an instant, a huge black solid ball two to three feet in length was suspended above the stone platform.

Before the crowd could show their attacks, the black ball suddenly sparked out black threads like hair.

Although the silk thread is only a few feet long, the number is densely packed, even if everyone looks at it, it is absolutely difficult to know how many there are.The black silk threads trembled, seemingly without any toughness at all.It seems that as long as you touch it with your hand at will, you can cut it off.

Faced with such a strange secret technique from the other party, the five gathered monks, with solemn faces, also worked out formulas one after another to activate the secret technique they relied on most.

Everyone's experience against the enemy is definitely not low. Of course, they know that the opponent's attack is already difficult to interrupt. What can be done at this moment is to ensure that they are not lost, and then look for opportunities to attack the opponent.

Although Guan Huo lost an arm, for a monk in the late stage of aggregation, this kind of injury is not too fatal.But just when the mana in his body was surging and he was about to sacrifice his own secret technique, a voice transmission had already entered his ears:

"Guan Huo, you quickly entered the top floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower. Fighting at this time is already not good for you."

The tens of feet tall Ten Thousand Swords Tower flashed on the spot again, and Luo Tai's figure had already stood at the top of the tall tower.

Although the Wanjian Pagoda has lost the Bee Sword, it is still a powerful magic weapon that can resist the imitation Lingbao.

At this time, Guan Huo would naturally not refuse.Facing that weird ghost cultivator, he was already terrified in his heart.

With a flickering figure, Guan Huo suddenly shot towards the tall sword tower. Under the flickering yellow light, Guan Huo disappeared on the spot.

Just when Guan Huo was about to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda, he turned his head and looked towards where Qin Fengming was, with a fierce aura appearing in his eyes.

Qin Fengming, who was trying his best to focus on Guixiu, didn't notice Guan Huo's unfriendly eyes.

Facing that weird ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming no longer dared to have any other thoughts.Although the two sides only exchanged two blows, this ghost cultivator made him feel more depressed than any monk he had faced before.

Just when Guan Huo entered the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda, two terrifying coercions that made Qin Fengming's vigilance suddenly appeared on the spot.

Amidst the radiant rays of light, a red lotus platform appeared, burning with scorching flames, which seemed to distort the surrounding space.Fairy Feifeng sits on the lotus platform, making it look more solemn and sacred.

"An imitation of the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform!" Suddenly seeing this magical treasure sacrificed by Fairy Feifeng, Qin Fengming couldn't help being moved by it, and the name of a spiritual treasure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Qin Fengming also knows a little about the Chaos Spirit Treasure List.

Although he didn't remember all the chaotic spirit treasures in the world, he still knew about the most famous ones among them.

The twelve-grade lotus platform is said to be the first opening of chaos. When the world was first born, the four lotus seeds conceived by chaos were later refined by powerful people to give birth to four lotus platforms.

They are the golden lotus of the twelve ranks of merit; the red lotus of the karma of the twelve ranks; the black lotus of the twenty ranks; and the white lotus of the twelve ranks.

These four lotus platforms can be said to be Chaos Spirit Treasures.

At this time, the lotus platform sacrificed by Fairy Feifeng is obviously an imitation of the twelfth-grade fire red lotus among the spirit treasures of the four lotus platforms.

On the other side, Xu Qinglin's blue light flashed wildly in front of him, and under the majestic pressure, a huge blue flag of two or three feet suddenly appeared.

Amidst the frenzied flashing of the green light, a huge banner suddenly rolled up, completely covering his entire figure.

Seeing the display of the banner suddenly, Qin Fengming's heart skipped a beat again.Xu Qinglin's magic flag flag is obviously a copy of the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

While the flags were fluttering, the sound of rumbling waves suddenly resounded.A majestic aura of water attribute suddenly appeared around Xu Qinglin's body at the same time, completely submerging his whole body in it.

"The imitation of the Asura Banner!" Seeing Xu Qinglin sacrifice the magic weapon, Qin Fengming's heart once again flashed a chaotic spiritual treasure.

The actions of the two converging peak monks were the imitations of the two Chaos Spirit Treasures, which finally gave Qin Fengming a new understanding of the spiritual world monks.