Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

This place is at the time of ethnic wars, and judging from the meaning, the three combined ethnic groups have gained some upper hand.Under such circumstances, Qin Fengming's best choice is to have a good relationship with the three ethnic groups.

However, Qin Fengming went against his usual behavior this time, and killed a late-stage psychic master who had a high status in the ethnic group.

Of course, it's not that Qin Fengming didn't know the seriousness, but that the old man deserved it himself.

The old man knew that the two of them had something to do with the Linghan Merchant Alliance, but when they first came up, they played tricks, and it would be better to kill him directly.

If it was Huang Qizhi, he might have died a long time ago.

Facing such a ruthless person, if Qin Fengming kept anything away from him, he would really be easy to bully.

Now that there has been a rift with the three ethnic groups, Qin Fengming will no longer look forward to the future, as long as he is not surrounded by hundreds of gathered and psychic monks, with his current means, as long as he goes all out, he is really not too big. Too much fear of ethnic monks.

As for the ancestor Zhan Yuan who had just advanced to the Xuan rank, he thought that even if he couldn't win, if he wanted to leave, it would be difficult for the opponent to stop him.

Even if he can't escape, at worst, he sacrifices the temple and let the spirit of the real Yiyang take action.

As far as the Linghan Business Alliance is concerned, naturally they will not really be afraid of these small groups. Since the other party is the first to be unreasonable, then they will naturally not do nothing.

"If you want to die, you can't blame Qin. What's the matter? The two fellow Taoists still want to fight with Qin?"

Putting away the talisman, Qin Fengming looked at the two psychic cultivators standing in the distance, and said lightly with an extremely calm expression.

Among the people present at this time, apart from the dozens of surviving Transformation Infants and Gathering Cultivators who were hiding below, there were also three psychic monks.

Regarding Qin Fengming's ability to instantly kill the late-stage ancestor, it can be said that except for Hong Changfei and He Lianqi, everyone else was not surprised at all.

It's really nothing for a young monk who can easily destroy four black dragon boats, and who can easily kill a person in the late stage of supernatural power.

And the reason why many Transformation Infants and Gathering cultivators did not remind the old man was probably because the previous twenty or thirty cultivators of the same level suddenly fell in front of them.

Everyone knew in their hearts that those monks were able to die on the spot without revealing the slightest abnormality. It was related to the young monk. .

Cultivators are all selfish. Even if there are ancestors in their own group, when their own life and death are in front of them, no one will easily choose to perish.

At this moment, the one with the most peace of mind belongs to Huang Qizhi.

In his opinion, as long as there is no existence of Xuanjie, no one can threaten him and Qin Fengming.

"Hmph, how dare you kill fellow Daoist He. You really thought that there would be no one left in my three clans. No matter who you are or how powerful you are today, you will not leave this place alive."

To Qin Fengming's surprise, after seeing that he shot easily and beheaded the cultivator in the late stage of psychic power, the evil-faced middle-aged cultivator who was the leader was not frightened, but snorted coldly, resolutely opened the mouth.

As soon as his words came out, his figure had already flown out, approaching where Qin Fengming was standing.

Hong Changfei knew in his heart that the leader of the two in front of him was this young monk whom he had never seen before. As long as he was captured and killed, the remaining Huang Qizhi would be nothing to worry about.

But at this time, he had secretly made up his mind that this time, the two people in front of him, no matter what kind of business alliance they were, would definitely capture and kill them.

As long as their three clans can win this time, then their Qiongshan clan will surely get a lot of benefits, and by then, they won't be afraid of the Linghan business alliance at all.

Although the business alliance treaty says that if any business alliance is attacked, other business alliances will fight against the enemy, but for so many thousands of years in the world of cultivating immortals, it can be said that there is no one who has really done this.

The monks are all people who have no benefits and can't afford it early. Without enough benefits, naturally no other business alliances will be in trouble.And this trouble is still a group with mysterious ranks.

Hong Changfei already knew the strength of the young man in front of him, so he stepped forward and stopped when he was six or seven hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.

As soon as his figure stood still, his hand was already opened, and suddenly a thick cold mist gushed out from his hand.

The blue-black mist swept across, and in just an instant, it filled the hundreds of feet in front of the evil-faced middle-aged man.

The mist rolled rapidly, like thick clouds rolling, and spread towards the surroundings without stopping.

Facing the sudden and thick fog, Qin Fengming's eyes showed seriousness.From within the mist, he also sensed a dangerous aura.

With a flash of his figure, a cloud of colorful rays of light enveloped his body.

This cloud of mist obviously contained danger, and he didn't want to take the risk of being enveloped by the rapidly rolling mist until he figured it out again.

But what made Qin Fengming's heart tense was that just when he was about to use escapism to dodge, he suddenly felt a soft force behind him without warning, restraining his figure on the spot.

Although the imprisoning force is soft, it seems that there are thousands of silk threads that are invisible to the naked eye intertwined around his body, preventing him from moving his body.

Only relying on the misty breath can produce such an effect, which made Qin Fengming feel vigilant.

As soon as the mana in his body moved, the Ghost Devouring Fire burst out suddenly, and a layer of green flame covered his whole body.With the display of the ghost fire, the imprisoning power in him disappeared immediately.

Only the breath is imprisoned, and it is still difficult to do anything in front of the ghost fire.

The body was no longer imprisoned, but Qin Fengming's figure stopped moving, but stood on the spot, with blue lights in his eyes, and he didn't make any moves immediately.

The green and black mist swept across, enveloping him in an instant.

His body suddenly entered into the mist, and Qin Fengming felt a thick chilly aura approaching him.It's just that this chill is hard to cause any damage to the ghost fire.

"Ga! Ga! Ga! ~~"

Just as Qin Fengming scanned the surrounding area in the dense fog, an extremely creepy and strange sound suddenly sounded from within the fog.

Qin Fengming glanced quickly with his consciousness, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Within the thick mist, four skeletons appeared from four directions. With the creepy sound of the bones all over their bodies, they were walking steadily towards the place where he stood step by step with firm steps.

Although Qin Fengming was floating in the air at this moment, when he saw the four skeletons on the ground below, he felt a sense of urgency.It seemed that the four skeletons carried a terrifying aura that he couldn't ignore.