Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Although Qin Fengming had heard a lot about the Winged Clan before, he didn't experience it personally.Facing this spirit-body member of the Wing Wing clan this time, Qin Fengming's fighting spirit was already aroused.

What the body of the spirit reveals is not its true cultivation realm.

It can only be regarded as the revelation of the realm of the soul.No matter how high it is, it is difficult to compare with the means displayed by its body.

Because this is not the realm of killing gods, although there is a strange wall covering it, it is full of energy all around, and there is still pure energy of heaven and earth vitality. Qin Fengming can mobilize the majestic energy of heaven and earth vitality to bless his attack, while the spirit cultivator can only Relying on its own soul energy to attack.

Based on this point, as long as the monk can withstand the opponent's attack and stand in a stalemate with it, there will be no suspense in winning.

As for Qin Fengming's dealing with spirits, not only can he be able to stalemate with the other party, but even to kill them, it is not too difficult for him.

In the God Slaughter Realm, he was able to make the demons beyond the sky helpless. This was not a fluke.

"Being overestimated, this will make you fall here and become one of the old man's meals." With a cold snort, a wave of terror suddenly emerged from the figure suspended above the cauldron.

Chi Chi sound, following the sudden fluctuation, suddenly appeared everywhere around Qin Fengming's body.

A sharp cyan blade about a foot long, wrapped in clusters of cyan fluorescent lights, slashed towards Qin Fengming's entire body like overwhelming the sky.

In all directions, it was completely closed by sharp blades.In just an instant, Qin Fengming's body was completely filled with sharp blades.

Sensing a series of sharp breaths approaching him, Qin Fengming, who was standing still, showed a solemn expression, raised his hands suddenly, and a series of colorful sharp blades, like arrows shooting out, were also displayed on the spot.

His whole body was immediately covered by the Qingyan sword light.

The sound of bang resounded immediately within the fluorescent shield.A gust of majestic wind swept across the huge wall, and the humming sound resounded continuously.

Qin Fengming, who was fully performing the Qingjue sword art, looked at the attack scene from both sides around him, and his young face was covered with a solemn expression.

The clear sword glow is originally an attack with great restraint on the soul.

For the people of the Winged Clan in front of the pure spirit state, it can be said that they should have extremely strong power revealed.However, under the opponent's sharp blade that was only a few feet long, the five-color sword light that was several feet long shrank sharply, and finally shattered with a bang.

Qin Fengming, who waved his fingers and tried his best to attack with the sword light, suddenly frowned when facing what appeared in front of him.

With the blue light flickering in his eyes, the solemn gaze in his eyes showed a look of shock in an instant.

With the innumerable short swords in front of him, he actually saw the existence of a situation that was far beyond his expectations with his clear eyesight.

Among these short blades, he actually saw the energy of five elements' vitality contained in them.

The people of the Wing Wing clan who are in the spirit body in front of them sacrificed these short blades with the same shape. It is true that the energy of the soul is wrapped on the outside, but the short blades inside the energy of the soul are not the condensed matter of the energy of the soul. , but the real substance of the blade.

On the body of the blade, it also carries the pure energy of heaven and earth vitality.

If it weren't for Qin Fengming's clear eyesight to see the essence of the short blade, he would never have imagined that with the ability of a monk with a spiritual body, he would be able to sacrifice such an unimaginable real short blade attack.

Although the Qingyan Sword Art is extraordinary, it can greatly restrain the attack of spirit energy, but Qin Fengming's realm of righteous way is too low after all, it is only the realm of gathering peaks.

Facing the physical sword attack of a spiritual peak soul, it still seems not powerful enough.

It took only a few breaths for the two sides to fight each other, and the long and sharp blade had already broken through the barrier of Qingyu's sword light, and attacked in front of Qin Fengming.

The bang resounded, and the Silver Spirit Shield, which flashed with silver light, resisted it at a distance of Zhang Yuan.

"Hey, this shield of the younger generation is an extremely powerful thing. It seems that the younger generation still has a lot of treasures on it. Even if you have powerful treasures, you can't leave the old man's hands today."

Seeing that the Silver Spirit Shield actually resisted the short-bladed attacks that he had repeatedly built, the phantom figure was slightly surprised.The words in the mouth came out, and a more majestic energy surged out than before.

The spirit of the Wing Clan was also slightly shocked at the moment.

The junior in front of him is just a person who has just advanced to the realm of the gods, but the attack power displayed is extremely powerful.Moreover, its orthodox cultivation method is not even connected to the realm of gods.This makes the spirit that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years very puzzled.

At this time, the spirit has already become very interested in Qin Fengming, and no longer wants to kill him immediately, but intends to capture him and search for the soul.

The majestic soul power surged, and the originally illusory figure suddenly became solid.

A fierce breath filled the air, revealing the spirit of the face, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face.

"Junior, let's see how you can resist this old man's attack." A loud roar resounded, and a huge gray-black monster suddenly appeared above Qin Fengming's head.With the sound of an overwhelming wind howling, it suddenly covered Qin Fengming's body.

The fierce wind was howling, and the giant had only just appeared, and a majestic confinement force had already emerged.

Facing the emergence of the strange imprisoning power, Qin Fengming hardly hesitated, the mana in his body surged, and colorful rays of light flashed out of his body.

A clear cry resounded, and Qin Fengming's body, which was locked down by the force of terror and imprisonment, was suddenly wrapped in colorful rays of light, and disappeared on the spot together with illusion.

Countless short blades failed to intercept it.

Xuanfeng Aotianjue, after Qin Fengming advanced to the realm of the gods, the power is already much stronger than before.

The power of confinement at this moment is much stronger than the power of confinement by the attacking secret technique of all the psychic monks he has faced before.But under Xuanfeng's Aotian Jue, Qin Fengming still broke free from the confinement.

The dense short-blade attacks around him were swept away by a strange energy, and a passage was broken.

A force of space wrapped around his body, and a pulling force that Qin Fengming could hardly resist pulled his body forward rapidly.

Xuanfeng Aotian Jue, until now, finally revealed its extraordinaryness.

When choosing this supernatural power, the Mahayana divine sense once said that this supernatural power is a kind of supernatural power that combines both offense and defense.

However, since Qin Fengming practiced, he only knew that it was a supernatural power of quickness and life-saving, and he had never felt any powerful attack from it.But at this time, Qin Fengming, who was flying away at a high speed, suddenly felt a sharp aura emerging in front of him.

It seems that it is only the breath in front of him, which is a powerful attack that is invincible.

"Hmph, I still want to escape here, dreaming." A loud shout, just as Qin Fengming's body disappeared, suddenly resounded in the place shrouded in mist.