Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

"Explode!" Just as Qin Fengming's figure disappeared into the mist, the sound of a hasty curse suddenly resounded on the spot.

Following the explosion, hundreds of scarlet arrows entangled in ghost fire and monster python scales suddenly stopped struggling, a strange wave suddenly appeared, and terrifying energy suddenly swelled up.

"Not good!" There was a scream in the void, and Qin Fengming, who had just disappeared, reappeared in midair.

With the appearance of his figure, the scales that tried to prevent the scarlet arrows and the fire spirits from transforming into ghost fires shot towards the surroundings one after another.

The roaring sound resounded, and a burst of scorching hot explosion energy suddenly appeared in the midair.

Amidst the huge roar, a huge pitch-black tunnel several hundred feet suddenly appeared in the place where the dazzling red light shone.A terrifying cold hurricane suddenly swept out, and the huge space suction swept towards the surrounding land strangely.

In the midst of the raging energy of the explosion, the scales and the fire spirit transformed by the ghost fire were suddenly swept away by an extremely terrifying suction force, and their speed dropped sharply.

The several scales that could not be far away were directly wrapped by the terrifying suction and entered the huge pitch-black hole that suddenly appeared.

Using brute force to smash the space cracks formed by the void, the situation is difficult to understand with common sense.

The space hurricane swept out, but the terrifying absorbing power in the imaginary domain would also emerge with the hurricane.The hurricane swept forward, but the suction force absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth around the crack and any objects shrouded in it into the space crack.

This situation is the same as that of the exit of the space channel that runs through the two interfaces.

It was Qin Fengming who was aware of this strange situation that he came to a sudden standstill while performing the Xuanfeng movement technique.

At this time, he was only two thousand feet away from Qi Yu, who had already fled quickly.If you don't stop your body, just a few breaths are enough to stop the young man who has already received three or four hundred arrows and is fleeing quickly.

But sensing the appearance of space cracks, Qin Fengming did not dare to take the risk of leaving.

Without his full control, whether it is the scales of the monster python or the fire spirit transformed by the ghost fire, it is possible to be pulled into the imaginary domain by the terrifying suction gushing out of the space crack.

If it falls into the space crack, then Qin Fengming will no longer be able to obtain those treasures.

This situation is not acceptable to Qin Fengming.

The incantations were quickly cast out with both hands, and the divine sense was fully urged, and the majestic mana was like water breaking a bank, rushing towards the devouring ghost fire and scales.

Hundreds of red arrows blew themselves up, and the terrifying scorching energy they produced swept across, enough to damage every fire spirit and scale.

Under such circumstances, how could Qin Fengming dare to be careless, and at the same time he fully drove out his mana and divine thoughts, the bronze-colored fluorescence flashed all over his body, and his body suddenly flashed, and he flew towards the place where the violent energy was raging went.

Faced with the terrifying explosion energy, Qin Fengming did not dare to wait any longer. Under the protection of the fairy armor, he directly entered the depths of the explosion energy...

After more than a dozen breaths, a bronze-colored body suddenly shot out, shooting away towards the distance.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's expression was extremely gloomy.

Although he saw the opportunity quickly and ventured into the explosion energy, dozens of scales were still absorbed by the space crack.

The Ghost Devouring Ghost Fire was not spared from the terrifying explosion energy, and half of its energy was swept away by the explosion. Although the fire spirit was not lost, if it hadn't been tempered by Qin Fengming for several years, it would have been The strongest power can no longer be reproduced.

And the scales that have not been lost, also have scattered energy, losing their previous prestige.

Looking at the place where the explosion occurred, the anger in Qin Fengming's heart surged in his chest like an uncontrollable volcano, as if it was going to burst his own body.

The two trump cards were actually destroyed in a single battle without meritorious service.

Such a situation is extremely rare in his thousand years of cultivation.Whether it is the scales or the ghost fire, it can be said that he is extremely dependent on them.

Just entering the chaotic battlefield, he lost two powerful means of attack. It is absolutely impossible for Qin Fengming not to be shocked.

At this moment, Qin Fengming wanted to kill that ugly young monk alive.

Anger surged in his heart, and Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness quickly scanned the surrounding area, but what left him with nowhere to vent his anger was that the person in the early stage of Xuanling had long since disappeared.

For that young monk, Qin Fengming admired him very much after thinking about it.

Without the slightest hesitation, the arrow made from the feathers of the red flamingo blew up half of it.Qin Fengming looked up to such a determined person.

In this chaotic battlefield, Qin Fengming didn't have the idea to search for a cultivator of Xuanling.

Seeing that the explosion energy dissipated and the sky closed again, Qin Fengming turned around with a gloomy face, and looked at the four psychic monks who had been captured, with a fierce and fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Under Fang Liang, the second soul, and two puppets, the four psychic monks barely resisted and were captured alive.

Seeing two tall puppets in the middle stage of Xuanling, and a monk of Xuanling appearing in front of them, even though the four spiritual cultivators were tough in mind and fought countless times, they fell into a sluggish moment.

This is not to say that the minds of the four psychic cultivators are not strong, but that the strength of the two sides is too different.

Just like Qin Fengming, if a Mahayana monk appeared in front of him at this moment, even if he knew that the other party was going to attack him, he would not have much desire to fight against him.

These four monks, he can already be sure that they must be members of the Qinghong Merchant Alliance.

For these four monks, he has no desire to interrogate these four monks at this moment.He nodded at Fang Liang, and said directly: "Fang Daoist, these four people are handed over to Daoist, kill them directly, leave their spirits and put them in the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda."

Glancing at the four psychic monks, Qin Fengming's expression was cold, and he didn't want to say anything else.

Fang Liang naturally knew why Qin Fengming did this. He also saw the terrifying scene of the horrible explosion, and knew that Qin Fengming must have damaged his magic weapon and spiritual flame.

"Okay, just leave it to Fang." Fang Liang nodded in agreement.

As the words agreed, his body turned around, and a cloud of black mist suddenly emerged from his hands, and his hands were stretched out without any hesitation. When the words fell, the heads of the two psychic monks beside him were gone. Clamped in his claws by his hands.

Under the cloudy mist, even if the two of them wanted to shout out, it was impossible.

The two looked at each other, the light in their eyes dimmed instantly, their bodies softened, and they lost the slightest vitality.

"Ah, fellow daoist, stop, Hu has something important to tell you!" Seeing that his two companions were killed by the other party so easily, the old man in the lead suddenly became terrified, and even more urgently shouted soundtrack.