Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Volume Four Immortal Road Difficult Chapter 510 Eight Planning

The moment the white insect sea engulfed the monks, the screams of "ah" and "ah" sounded one after another from the insect cloud, one after another, endlessly.

A scream indicated that a monk had died in the mouth of the white beetle.

Within the sea of ​​white insects, a group of yellow lights also continuously flashed, like a yellow carp playing in the white waves.From time to time, he raised his head and gave a clear roar, which seemed very comfortable.

Watching their disciple die in front of him, the two monks surnamed Ni were extremely calm at this moment.

The world of cultivating immortals is where the weak eat the strong. If it wasn't for my greed and wanting to seek property from the Baicaomen, I would not have come here to attack the Baicaomen; Can't give up.

There will be no incident of being captured and using 3000 million spirit stones to redeem his life; there will also be no act of secretly asking the ancestors of the five spirits to deal with this young man.It will not happen that the disciples are being killed at this time.

All of these are caused by greed.No matter how regretful the two are, it is difficult to change this matter. Those who wait for their own sect will be swallowed up by other sects just like the four sects of Baicao Sect, ending with the extinction of inheritance.

Just as Qin Fengming sacrificed the spirit insects, and it was only before the time for the incense sticks, there was no longer a monk in front of the three of them.

In such a short period of time, hundreds of monks, including the dozen or so Foundation Establishment monks, died at the mouth of the spirit insects before they even had time to self-destruct.

Seventy-eight out of ten of the souls of the monks were also sucked by the little yellow beast.

At this time, the little yellow beast was wandering around the scene, as if it hadn't eaten enough.

The white beetles searched repeatedly within a radius of [-] to [-] miles, and seeing that no one survived, they flew back one after another, and were collected by Qin Fengming into the spirit beast bracelet.

Turning around and looking at the two monks surnamed Ni who were in a daze, Qin Fengming lost the slightest interest in talking to them. With a movement of his divine sense, the little yellow beast jumped, and gray mist spewed out from its mouth towards the two Wrapped up on the person.

After a short pause, they swept out a group of transparent objects, were sucked back into their mouths, chewed, and swallowed.

Looking at the corpses and various weapons scattered all over the place, Qin Fengming didn't bother to tidy up. With a wave of his hand, dozens of fire mangs flew out immediately, wandering in the nearby forest.

In a short while, monstrous flames soared into the sky, turning the nearby sky red, and it was clearly visible dozens of miles away.

After finishing all these, Qin Fengming put away the Soul Devouring Banner, stretched his body, and headed towards the depths of Wushan Mountains.

Three days later, a blue figure appeared at the edge of the Wushan Mountains.This was undoubtedly Qin Fengming who had rested for two days.

The trip to the Blood Fox Alliance did not really come to an end until this time.

During this one or two years, Qin Fengming could be said to be walking between life and death. If he hadn't been cautious, relying on the many talismans and strange movements on his body, he would have been dead for a long time.

In Master Phantom's secret cave, facing the five-level mantid monster, he relied on the power of the Sun-shooting Talisman, and later fought Wei Yuehua wisely with the power of the magic circle.

Later, relying on the spirit-eating ghost fire, he played with the old man surnamed Wei who had cultivated at the peak of Chengdan.

In Biyou Valley, if it wasn't for his strange body skills, he would have already died in the hands of Cailian Fairy;

Facing the monster at the bottom of the cave, it was only with the strength of three people that they killed it.Until not long ago, the patriarch of Zhidou Wuling used the power of restraint to kill him in the magic circle without letting him show his means at all.With all these experiences, it is difficult for a monk at the peak of Yicheng Dan to have such a situation.

His experience is not bad, but his harvest is equally astonishing. Not to mention the astonishing amount of extremely spiritual stones, even the value of the Yin Nourishing Wood is enough to offset so many dangerous experiences.

This legendary sacred tree is a friar who gathers, and it is also his dream.

After resting in a hidden cave for two days, Qin Fengming left on his own initiative.The purpose of his trip is to go to the appointment with Yin Bizhu of the Yaohu League.

Qin Fengming cared very much about what Yin Bizhu said.Although his net worth at this time is much higher than that of a small sect.But if he wanted to survive in this world of cultivating immortals with hidden murderous intentions, and wanted to go further, he had to rely on a solid backer.

Loose cultivators are extremely unpopular in the world of cultivating immortals. Although there are many powerful people who came from casual cultivators, they are just a drop in the ocean.Compared with the tens of millions of casual cultivators, it seems too rare.

Seventy-eight out of ten of the Infant Transformation cultivators in the Yuanfeng Empire belonged to their sects.Cultivators have the protection of the sect, and both the cultivation environment and the cultivation resources are much more secure and sufficient than casual cultivation.

Qin Fengming was born in the Luoxia Sect, but he knows this way very well in his heart.If it hadn't been for him joining the Luoxia Sect at the beginning and being taught by Senior Brother Su to cultivate, he might still be wandering around the fifth or sixth floor during the energy gathering period at this time.How can he have the situation and knowledge at this time.

But it is not easy to join a prestigious and powerful sect.Loose cultivators who want to join those big sects, even the monks in the alchemy stage, have a lot to catch.

The next time Qin Fengming had such an opportunity in front of him, he had to go and have a try.

At this time, the Wushan Mountains where Qin Fengming was located were hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Yaohumeng's residence. With Qin Fengming's cultivation at this time, it might take several months to drive the spirit weapon to fly.

But he didn't pay attention to this journey, because he has a flying secret treasure, which is Zhang Bing's white fast boat from the Blood Fox Alliance. The speed of this boat is astonishing. Will not be left behind.

Although the spiritual power needed to control this flying boat is astonishing, but this difficulty can be ignored for Qin Fengming. There is no need to worry about the mysterious liquid in the gourd with its own spiritual power.

At this time, Qin Fengming was standing on the flying boat, and galloped towards the direction of Yao Humeng.

There was no words all the way, this day, the night was dark and no fingers could be seen.

When Qin Fengming was driving the white boat to fly around thirty or forty feet away from the ground, suddenly, under his consciousness, he glanced inadvertently, but found that twenty miles in front of him on the right, a group of mountains Surrounded by fire, it was full of flames, and the aura was stirring.

Upon seeing it, Qin Fengming was stunned for a moment, and after a short glance, he already concluded that there must be monks fighting among themselves.As for this kind of thing, it happens all the time in the world of cultivating immortals.

Just when Qin Fengming restrained his breath and wanted to take a detour and avoid the place of battle, a wave of spiritual consciousness rushed towards him, and at the same time, an ethereal voice eagerly sounded from beside his ears:

"Fellow Daoist, please help my Xiao family, there will be rewards."