Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming has never been a reckless person. If he was in the past, facing a real existence of the Xuan rank, even if it was a person of the early Xuan rank, he would definitely be terrified in his heart and would not dare to fight the opponent head-on.

But after Shuangying advanced to the level of psychic powers, although he never really fought with a monk of the Xuan rank.But it was also a couple of head-on confrontations with two terrifying existences comparable to mysterious ranks.

At that time, he was naturally at a disadvantage.

But at that time, he did not use all his means.He has always had a thought, that is, if he sacrifices all his means at this moment, can he fight head-on with a monk at the beginning of the Xuan rank.

Facing a person at the beginning of the Profound Rank at this time, instead of feeling the slightest fear in Qin Fengming's heart, an extremely strong desire to fight grew and multiplied in his heart.

He wanted to test how far he could go with his means at this time.

With such thoughts in mind, he naturally seemed very calm about the existence of Xuanjie in the Yinshan Gang in front of him.

Patriarch of Yinshan is a title in the Yinshan Gang, as long as the cultivation level has advanced to the Xuan level.It is not his real name.But as long as the monks of the Yinshan Gang advance to the Xuan level, if there is only one person, they will be called the ancestor of Yinshan, and their original name will naturally not be used again.

At this time, this ancestor of Yinshan has advanced to the Xuan level for tens of thousands of years.

Regardless of the monks of the same level he has met, as long as they are people in the realm of the gods, no matter whether they are in the early stage or the peak, they are all extremely respectful and polite to him, and their hearts are full of reverence and fear.

Who would have thought that the young monk in front of him, who was only in the early stage of psychic power, would say such a thing in front of him, which made the always majestic ancestor of Yinshan, who had never changed his face when Mount Tai collapsed, feel a sudden shock in his heart. With a funny meaning.

It was the first time that a spiritual monk dared to say such words after he advanced to the profound realm.

"Hahaha, the younger generation is talking nonsense, and even said such words. Do you think that with such words, you can make the old man's mood unstable? Your thinking is too simple. Even if the old man is in an unstable mood, you have to kill him. You two will not have the slightest difficulty."

Although Patriarch Yinshan did not reveal the slightest abnormality in his words, the light that flashed in his eyes had become fierce.

Those psychic cultivators in the past were not respectful when they saw him, but this young man in front of him not only did not have the slightest respect, but instead had an expression of sarcasm.

As soon as the words came out, the figure of Patriarch Yinshan floated forward without the slightest sway.

"Why, you were told by Qin that the monks of the Yinshan Clan were not up for a night, are you planning to kill people to silence them now?" Seeing the other party approaching, Qin Fengming still didn't feel the slightest difference, his expression was calm as if he was talking to someone of the same rank. generally.

While speaking in his mouth, his figure broke away from Fang Liang's shadowy mist guard, and fled to the side.

Seeing that the other party gave up the state of joining forces and stood alone by himself, even the ancestor of Yinshan, who was in the realm of Xuan rank, also showed some surprise.

At this moment, the young man is clearly planning to fight against himself alone.

A cultivator at the early stage of psychic power was fighting head-on with a cultivator of the Xuan rank. This kind of situation, not to mention seeing it with my own eyes, rarely appeared even in the classics.

Apart from those rumored monks in the Eagle Demon Palace, probably no one else would dare to do this.

"Could it be that the two of you are monks of the Vulture Demon Palace? It's just that the breath of the person in the dark mist seems to be a little strange." Just as the Vulture Demon Palace appeared in his mind, Patriarch Yinshan's heart suddenly shook, and he spoke directly asked.

"Hahaha, you don't need to pay attention to where the two of us are monks. As long as you have the means to kill us, then you can do it." Qin Fengming did not hesitate at all, and responded to what the ancestor Yinshan said The Vulture Demon Palace opened the mouth and said without the slightest surprise.

Qin Fengming has always had a clear mind.He only knew about the Eagle Demon Palace from the memories of the two Wing Clan monks he captured back then.It can be said that knowledge is extremely limited.

However, even from his limited understanding, Qin Fengming could tell that the monks of the Winged Clan were full of reverence for the Vulture Demon Palace.

Think about it, too. Gathering geniuses in the entire realm, using the resources of the entire realm, and subsidizing a force of monks with heaven-defying qualifications, how terrifying is its background, just thinking about it is enough to make people's backs shudder , feeling jealous in my heart.

Even a Xuan-rank cultivator standing at the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals will inevitably feel guilty when faced with such a terrifying power in the Vulture Demon Palace.

Patriarch Yinshan knew from the other monks that the three chasing the monk in front of him were three late stage and peak psychics.

Three such cultivators were killed by the opponent's joint efforts, which further explained something.

"Hmph, old man, no matter where you are from, since you have killed my members of the Yinshan Gang today, then don't think about surviving. This old man will kill you now to set the record straight."

Patriarch Yinshan was a man who said nothing but stood at the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals. Naturally, he would not let go just because he uttered the name of the Vulture Demon Palace.

With a cold snort in his nose, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared all over his body.

As soon as he raised his right hand, a terrifying energy of heaven and earth appeared suddenly. A huge palm, condensed by the energy of terrifying heaven and earth, was revealed, slowly pushing towards the thick black mist that had filled three or four hundred feet. go.

Naturally, all monks cultivating immortals know that secret attacks are extremely fast.

It is most appropriate to bombard the opponent before the opponent reacts.

But at this moment, the big palm of the ancestor Yinshan was wrapped in a mass of terrifying energy, and slowly moved forward. Such an unnatural state made Qin Fengming very surprised.

It seems that the other party is doing this to give the two of them enough time to react, and not to take advantage of the two.

Of course Qin Fengming knew that the opponent's attack was certainly not for such a reason.

I saw that giant palm moving forward slowly, but the volume of the giant palm continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it touched the edge of the mist that Fang Liang sacrificed, the huge palm had swelled to a size of tens of feet.

A terrifying breath permeated the giant palm, and a terrifying power that made Qin Fengming frightened when he saw it surged endlessly on the giant palm.

It seems that as long as that terrifying power is emitted, it is enough to smash any blocking objects in front of it.

Qin Fengming didn't know that the huge feeling that Fang Liang was enduring at this moment was absolutely extraordinary.

He only felt that his body was imprisoned by an extremely terrifying breath.It was as if an invisible giant hand had grasped the thick mist around him.

As the invisible giant hands clenched tightly, Fang Liang felt the dense fog around him being compressed sharply.

A powerful force of squeezing and kneading passed through the surrounding thick fog, exerting its utmost force on his body.

At this moment, Fang Liang dared not to stagnate in the slightest. His divine thoughts shot out rapidly, and those ghosts, like moths throwing fire, rushed towards the huge palm, attacking one after another, and immediately affected the huge palm. above.