Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

"Hmph, don't be complacent, junior, let Pang see what means you have to make you feel so good about yourself."

Seeing that his two fellow disciples could only hold each other for a while under the attack of two inconspicuous monks, Pang Su suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, but in the end they were people in the late stage of psychic power, and the master was also a Xuan Jie, who stood at the peak of the world of cultivating immortals, naturally did not see Qin Fengming in his eyes.

Amidst the cold snort, his figure was already shaken, his whole body glowed with gray light, and a pair of feathered wings suddenly appeared on his back.

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

In Pang Su's view, even if the opponent's means are extraordinary, if he competes with the body, the opponent will definitely lose.Therefore, as soon as he came up, he had already used the evasion technique of defeating the opponent to get close to fighting with the physical body.

If he knew about Qin Fengming's burial in the Sacred Valley, he would definitely put away such thoughts.

But Pang Su naturally wouldn't know Qin Fengming's previous deeds, so his actions will undoubtedly make him fall into a place of eternal doom.

Seeing that the other party used his powerful escapism as soon as he came up, and planned to fight with him, Qin Fengming couldn't help laughing secretly.But he didn't follow the other party's wishes, but looked at the figure that was approaching quickly, and the fingers in the sleeves of the robe had already tapped out.

The sound of wind and thunder resounded immediately, and terrifying hurricanes appeared out of thin air.

I don't know when, Qin Fengming has already arranged the Sixiang Qingzhu sword formation here.

At this time, Qin Fengming naturally wouldn't get entangled with the other party. His original intention was to envelop the three of them directly in the sword formation when the three of them gathered together.

But the three of them kept their identities, and before reaching his side, they had already dispersed, besieging him like a corner.Under such circumstances, his wishful thinking naturally came to nothing.

As a last resort, he let Fang Liang and He Xuan show up, and restrained the other two first.

At this moment, he was only facing Pang Su alone, so he naturally didn't have to worry about anything, and immediately drove the sword formation.Covered it directly in it.

Pang Su, as a powerful disciple of the Xuan rank, but his methods did not reveal how powerful he was against the sky.

Under the full attack of Qin Fengming's re-sacrificed Four Elephant Sword Formation, it didn't last long before he was dismembered in the sword formation by Daodao sword blades.It was just a baby pill, which appeared in the sword array in horror.

If it is a late-stage human cultivator, a peak cultivator, even if his physical body is not very strong, but with the power of a powerful magic weapon, it is enough to resist the attack of the sword formation for a while.But the monks of the Wing Wing Clan have never practiced magic weapons very much. They only rely on physical strength, and they really don't have much resistance to the Four Elephant Sword slashing with the mysterious light spar contained in the sharp power.

As soon as the sword array was displayed, Pang Su had already sensed the terrifying and dangerous aura approaching him.

Only at this time did he finally realize that the reason why the other party was able to carry such a terrifying ferocious aura was not just because he killed many people of the same level as him, but because the young monk killed many people who were far beyond his cultivation level. Middle and late monks.

And he, at this moment, will also be one of the opponent's killing list.

At this time, Pang Su felt extremely regretful.If he hadn't been concerned about the many pills on the other party, he would not have been so eager to encourage Kong Liang and the others to come.

Regret, nature can't do him any good.

Seeing a series of sharp blades sweeping towards him, Pang Su's Danying didn't hesitate at all. Immediately, he stimulated the mana in his body and blew himself up in the Four Elephant Sword Formation.

"Hmph, I want to escape the spirit, dreaming!" When a terrifying explosion of energy swept across, Qin Fengming was already rushing with his divine sense, and the four sword blades were suddenly withdrawn.

The sudden self-detonation of a late-stage psychic pill may not damage the Four Elephant Sword Formation, but Qin Fengming will not take the risk either.Because Danying blew himself up, but his power was extraordinary.

As the extremely terrifying wind formed by Danying's self-explosion swept across, Qin Fengming's figure also suddenly disappeared from the scene.

Amidst the slight phoenix cry, a sharp claw carrying the power of a terrifying divine soul has already enveloped a group of spirits that suddenly appeared and were about to flee.

"I am the direct disciple of Patriarch Yinshan, you cannot completely kill me."

Feeling a terrifying and majestic power of the soul that made his spirit tremble, the spirit of Pang Su, who had just appeared, let out a shrill exclamation.

The power of the soul made him feel like facing his master.

With such a feeling, Pang Su, who had only his soul left, suddenly thought of a possibility in his heart. Could it be that the young monk in front of him was a mysterious existence.

"Kill you, of course not, Qin is reluctant to kill such a powerful spirit."

A force of confinement emerged, directly imprisoning Pang Su's spirit and throwing it into the Mansion of Divine Mechanism.

Looking at the other two battles, Qin Fengming couldn't help frowning, without any hesitation, his figure disappeared immediately on the spot.

In the two waves of fighting at this moment, Fang Liang's location was shrouded in a cloud of one or two thousand miles.

In the mist, the sound of bangs and battles came from afar.

On Hexuan's side, there were two figures flashing and flashing, like a revolving lantern, the huge attacks of twenty feet long flashed continuously.

Qin Fengming didn't have to worry about Fang Liang at all.If the many spirits in the Tower of Thousand Souls and the ghosts and ghosts summoned by the secret technique of eating ghosts can't kill the cultivator at the peak of the gods, then it really can't be justified.

But Hexuan was obviously in a state of being overwhelmed.

Just when Qin Fengming's figure disappeared, the middle-aged monk who was fighting with Hexuan also suddenly found that there was no aura of Pang Su around him.

Startled, he immediately thought of a possibility.Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly launched two attacks with both hands, blocking Hexuan, and turned around, wanting to flee far away.

When the cultivation base reaches the realm of supernatural powers, monks will undoubtedly put their own safety first.

Although it was only a short period of time, the possibility of a dignified late stage power falling into the opponent's hands was extremely low, but the middle-aged man surnamed Gan still planned to flee quickly without hesitation.

But at this moment, if he wanted to leave again, it was no longer possible.

When He Xuan saw that the other party had the attitude of rushing away, how could it be easy for him to get what he wanted.

With a touch of the bronze mirror above the head, several beams of light shot out, immediately blocking the opponent's body.

It is true that there is a slight gap between Hexuan and the middle-aged, but the gap in strength is not to the point of being crushed by the opponent's strength.The sudden appearance of his crazy attack made the middle-aged man surnamed Gan, who was planning to leave in a hurry, had no choice but to mobilize the mana in his body quickly, waved his hands, and resorted to secret techniques to resist.

"It's too late to leave now."

Just as the middle-aged monk quickly unleashed an attack to defuse He Xuan's wave of attacks, and when his figure flickered away, a faint voice of words suddenly resounded beside him.

"Ah, that's not good." The middle-aged cultivator who said badly in his heart didn't turn around at all. A three-foot-long sharp blade carrying terrifying power suddenly flashed out of his body and shot toward the place where the sound appeared. and go.