Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Ever since the two fought, Qin Fengming has been paying attention to the huge prohibition circle in the valley.And after he fought, he deliberately forced the old man who was able to reach the gods away from the sky above the valley.

What made him feel a little different was that there was no powerful attack revealed in the huge restriction.

It seems that it is only forbidding itself to attack and harass the cultivators inside, consuming its own mana.

Because of the thick covering wall, even if Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness is strong, it is still difficult for him to see what is going on in the magic circle.Therefore, for the monk trapped inside, he didn't know the state of it at all.

At this time, seeing such a terrifying sound from the huge magic circle, and the huge fluorescent light shining on the barrier wall, Qin Fengming naturally knew that the people trapped by the magic weapon at this time had already known that the power of the magic circle was greatly reduced, and began to attack the magic with all their strength. Get up.

The huge wall swelled and surged, as if it would break and collapse at any time. Qin Fengming frowned slightly. He understood that the huge restriction seemed overwhelming, but it was definitely not something that could be broken in a short time.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Weiqing's sword has already been swung out.

At this moment, Qin Fengming almost aroused the largest sword light attack of the Xuanwei Qingyan sword. The mana in his body was like a river breaking a dike, gushing out from the huge sword blade in his hand, turning into a series of thick sword lights, and blasting towards the huge shield in the distance. wall.

The huge wall of the shroud shook extremely, which shocked the old man who was psychic.

He understands the drawbacks of this magic weapon, that is, this huge magic circle is not one body, but three huge magic circles combined together.When running at full capacity, three monks are required to drive three magic circles at the same time.

Originally, two people had left, and he alone was able to suppress the female cultivator who was under restraint, but in the face of Qin Fengming's sudden attack, the old man had already lost control of the magic circle.

At this moment, even if he resorted to other methods, it would be difficult to stop Qin Fengming's sudden sword attack.

Although the old man couldn't stop Qin Fengming's attack, he didn't give up just yet.Under the protection of the magic weapon of the shield, the body suddenly flashed out and shot towards the sky above the valley.

According to his original intention, he quickly submerged into the magic circle, and then controlled the magic circle with all his strength, so as to deal with the formation-breaking attacks of the female cultivators in the magic circle and the sword slashes of the young monks.

As long as he personally controls the magic circle, he has enough confidence to resist the joint attack of the two.

He thought very well, but since Qin Fengming had already made a move, how could he let him go back to the magic circle.The fingers quickly made a tactic, and the divine sense was even more urged.

A gust of wind and thunder resounded immediately.

Thick clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and the surrounding world suddenly became dark, and a terrifying sound of howling wind resounded through the heaven and earth.Flying sand and rocks, blue sword blades suddenly appeared around the old man.Thunder resounded, and a roar that went straight to his mind made the old man dizzy.

Thick electric arcs quickly interspersed among the clouds in the sky, turning into terrifying lightning flashes, accompanied by ear-shattering sound waves transformed into sword blades, which suddenly enveloped the old man's body from top to bottom.

Amidst the tumbling clouds, huge sword blades shot out likewise, with an extremely cold aura, they also suddenly appeared on the spot.

Almost instantly, the Four Elephant Sword Formation formed around the old man.

After fighting for a while, Qin Fengming also understood that the old man in front of him at the early stage of psychic power was comparable to a monk in the middle stage of psychic power.Only by relying on conventional methods, you can only contend with it, and it is absolutely impossible to kill it completely.

If you want to hit it hard, you can only sacrifice some hole cards.

Under the cover of the ghostly mist, he directly sacrificed the natal magic weapon, the Four Elephant Qingyan Sword.

Based on Qin Fengming's attainments and knowledge of the formation, it is natural to judge that although the monks in the formation cannot destroy the formation in an instant, as long as he helps with all his strength, the huge formation may be destroyed by him and the formation in just a moment. The monks in the formation worked together to break it.

Regardless of whether the person inside is Fairy Lingrui, as long as she shows up, it will be much easier for him to deal with this psychic cultivator than him.

With the obstruction of the Four Elephant Sword Formation, the old man's swiftly flying figure was finally blocked and surrounded by the sword formation.

"Boom!~~" Under Qin Fengming's full control of the Qingyan sword, a huge roar suddenly resounded from the huge wall.

The majestic energy scattered in all directions, and the huge wall suddenly shattered as the roar resounded.

As the majestic energy dissipated, a beautiful female cultivator in her forties was already suspended in the sky above the valley.

This female cultivator has a slightly plump figure and a very beautiful appearance. Although she is old, she has an elegant temperament above herself, which is difficult for most female cultivators to maintain.

His expression was calm, and he didn't show the slightest gaffe because of being surrounded by the ban.

"Thank you, little friend, for your help. I will be grateful to you when I deal with the matter here. Now please release that Xu Zheng, and let the concubine capture and kill him."

The female cultivator didn't hesitate at all, as soon as Shi Shi appeared, she said politely to Qin Fengming.

Although this female cultivator saw the surrounding situation before she was in the magic circle, she was also a person with blue heart and wisdom. In an instant, she understood that Qin Fengming came to help her.

"With the help of the seniors, the juniors will naturally wish for it."

Qin Fengming didn't say much, and after bowing and saluting, the magic formula in his hand was already waved out quickly.

The swishing sound resounded, and the Four Elephant Sword Formation was immediately retracted by him.The old man who had already lost an arm and was riding two giant umbrellas to resist the attack of the sword formation reappeared on the spot.

"Ah, you escaped from the predicament." As soon as he appeared, the old man suddenly exclaimed, and his complexion became even more pale.

Xu Zheng and Fairy Lingrui had already fought against each other, and the combination of him and Zhu Zhicheng back then was just enough to resist it.At this moment, he was alone, and he was missing an arm, so naturally he was no match for the female cultivator.

"Hmph, today you will live to the end."

The female cultivator didn't say much, she hummed softly, and five clusters of pink rays shot out from her robe sleeves, and in the flash, they suddenly swelled and turned into five pink plum blossoms about the size of five feet.

The plum blossoms are gorgeous, and the whole body is covered by a mass of pink fluorescence. As the plum blossoms unfold, a rich fragrance, hidden in a chilly breath, suddenly diffuses from the plum blossoms.

As soon as the ice-cold plum fragrance appeared, Qin Fengming's heart trembled suddenly.Without the slightest hesitation, the mana in his body surged, and the ghost-devouring ghost fire immediately covered all his meridians.

The five plum blossoms were only slightly visible, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared around the old man.A cloud of pink mist contained in the icy cold breath also wrapped the old man and the huge canopy in it in an instant.

The plum blossoms flashed, and Weng Ming's voice, which was extremely weak, resounded in the pink mist.

There was no sound of fierce fighting, and after only a dozen or so breaths, five plum blossoms appeared in a flash, and the female cultivator took them back into the sleeves of her robe in a flash.

The pink mist dissipated, and there was not even the slightest thing left on the spot. The old man in the early stage of trance had disappeared without a trace at this moment.