Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Following the words of monk Xiao Chengdan, Xiao Songting hastily raised his hand, and a shield flashing with huge aura appeared in front of him, and in a flash, it tightly protected his body.

Seeing that the other party was so cautious, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, this time Wei will not use the flying needle spirit weapon again. If there is any means, fellow Daoist can use it with all his strength."

Seeing what the monk opposite said, the old man surnamed Xiao was also furious in his heart. Once upon a time, a dignified foundation-building peak monk was frightened to the point of being overwhelmed by a middle-stage foundation-building cultivator.

But seeing that the other party didn't activate the spiritual shield, nor did he sacrifice any spiritual weapons, he couldn't help being surprised, and for a moment he didn't know what the other party meant by this move.For a moment, he didn't know how to move, and stopped on the spot.

At this time, there were no competitions on the other high platforms, and even if there were tribes who wanted to challenge, they stopped.Thousands of monks are all concentrated, watching the two people who are fighting on the high platform in front of them.

Everyone was very curious about the monk surnamed Wei in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Knowing that there are secret treasures in Shuangsnake Valley, Honghu Island still dares to challenge it. It seems that Honghu Island is sure to win.No one would miss this kind of scene of two tigers fighting.

Even those baby-turning monsters on the high platform were all focused on the arena, never missing a single thing.

Qin Fengming was taken aback when he saw that the other party was not offering a spiritual weapon to attack, but in a flash, he understood the other party's thoughts, couldn't help but smile, and said with a smile: "Since Daoist Xiao asked Wei to attack first, then I will not be polite."

As his voice fell, his hands waved continuously, and immediately, one after another spiritual weapon was sacrificed in the air by him.After the spectators counted carefully, they found that there were actually ten spiritual weapons, and there were plenty of spiritual weapons above these ten spiritual weapons, and they were undoubtedly top-level spiritual weapons.

Offering ten top-level spiritual weapons at once is absolutely unique among low-level monks.

Regardless of the power of these spiritual weapons, it is not possible for ordinary foundation-building monks to drive them with all their strength.

Judging by the usual practice in the world of cultivating immortals, if you are a monk in the Qi-gathering period, you can generally flexibly drive two to three magic weapons.Any more, just lose sight of the other.The magic power of the monks in the foundation building period has greatly increased, and the spiritual consciousness is not comparable to that of the monks in the energy gathering period, but it can only drive five or six spiritual weapons, and it will not exceed eight at most.

Of course, spiritual weapons such as the nine-handed chain blade are not included in this list, because when controlling it, you only need to control the mother blade, and the other nine-handed blades will naturally be flexible and obedient.

At this moment, seeing that the monk surnamed Wei sacrificed ten top-level spiritual weapons at one time, and all of them were extremely flexible, the thousands of low-level monks on the field were all stunned, staring at each other, and could not speak for a long time.

Just when Xiao Songting was shocked, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated, with a move of his divine sense, ten top-level spiritual weapons carried great pressure and slashed towards the shield in front of the monk surnamed Xiao.

"Bang~"

With a deafening sound of a huge impact, the spiritual weapon shield in front of Xiao Songting exploded unexpectedly, and pieces fell onto the stone platform one after another.

Qin Fengming's several spirit weapons, three of which were specially re-sacrificed by him, have already been dripped with the mysterious liquid. Although the level has not broken through the limit of spirit weapons, their power is higher than that of top-level spirit weapons Not small.

Mixed among all the spirit weapons, it is difficult to find the strangeness among them, even the baby-changing monsters.

With the shattering of the shield of the spiritual weapon, Xiao Songting came to his senses completely, but at this moment he regretted that he didn't take advantage of the other party's hesitation to activate his own secret technique, even if he sacrificed his spiritual weapon at this time, it would be difficult to resist Attacks from the opponent's ten top-level spiritual weapons.

With a quick retreat, he immediately shouted loudly: "Young Daoist Wei, stop, Xiao has surrendered."

With a slight smile, Qin Fengming waved his hands and put the ten top-level spiritual weapons into his sleeves. He clasped his fists at the opposite cultivator surnamed Xiao, and said with a chuckle:

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I accept it."

The attack this time was done after a lot of consideration, no matter whether the other party has the powerful spiritual weapon that Xiao Qinghao said, it would be difficult for the other party to do anything under the shock of his ten spiritual weapons.What happened later confirmed his thoughts.

Seeing the monk surnamed Xiao returning in defeat, a stern middle-aged monk in a black robe sitting on one side smiled and said coldly: "Hmph, just ten spirit weapons, let the fellow Taoist bow his head and admit defeat. It seems that the Xiao family doesn't have any powerful means."

Hearing the taunting words of the black-robed middle-aged monk, although the monk surnamed Xiao was angry, he did not speak out to refute.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, I don't know which one of you and I will come out to compete with that monk surnamed Wei?"

The other monk sitting on the side spoke immediately at this time, and his words did not have the slightest difference, as if he didn't care much about the standing monk on the field.

"Since you Shuangsnake Valley paid a lot of money for this old man to come here, and you don't move your hands and feet, but I'm sorry for the few pills you paid, let Huang play next, and teach that kid surnamed Wei a lesson."

But the middle-aged man in black gave a stern smile, paused for a moment, and then said darkly.

Regarding what the monk surnamed Huang said, the monk surnamed Xiao who was sitting upright did not change much. He still said politely: "Then Xiao is here to wish Fellow Daoist Huang the victory of the banner, and it will be a success soon."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in black just let out a soft snort, and didn't speak any more. With a movement of his body, he flew up to the arena.

"Hmph, boy surnamed Wei opposite, if you take the initiative to admit defeat, Huang will let you go. If you want to reach out, Huang does not guarantee that you can leave the ring safely."

Qin Fengming watched intently, and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s standing opposite him. At first glance, this man looked decent, but after a closer look, he immediately discovered that this man was carrying a a cold breath,

Hearing the words of the monk opposite, Qin Fengming was also taken aback. In front of so many powerful men, the monk on the other side dared to say such words, and he did not take Xiao Clan seriously.

Just when Qin Fengming was about to open his mouth to refute, a voice came into his ears: "Friend Wei Xiao, don't be afraid, this person is just the disciple of the Red Devil boy, and a grandson of the Venerable Evil Spirit. What can I do?" , you can cast it, and the old man will decide everything for you.”

Hearing this, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly changed, and he already understood the origin of the person in front of him.

It turned out that when I first came to Shengyou Island, I once met an old man in red clothes with an evil face Chengdan, and I heard a Xiao clan disciple say that he was the Red Devil Master, and his master was called the Evil Spirit Venerable.It never occurred to him that the domineering middle-aged monk surnamed Huang in front of him was his disciple.

It seems like birds of a feather really flock together, master and apprentice are all the same.

Qin Fengming naturally ignored the threatening words of the monk surnamed Huang, as long as the Evil Spirit Venerable came forward in person, or met the Red Devil Master, he couldn't beat him, but he still had some confidence in escaping.

"Young Daoist Huang's tone is not small, so Wei will take some lessons to see what kind of methods you have, and dare to say such arrogant words."

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