Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Seeing that the other party was only in his 40s and already in the late stage of foundation establishment, Qin Fengming couldn't help but secretly admire him.

Male monks generally seldom practice the beauty-retaining skills. Although the general skills have the effect of delaying aging, as the age increases, the face will gradually age.

On the opposite side, Huang surnamed Xiu looks only about 40 years old at this time, and his real age is not too high, maybe he has not yet reached a hundred years old. At this age, he has advanced to the stage of foundation establishment. , also belongs to the kind of person with excellent qualifications.

"Hmph, your mouth is still quite stiff, boy, I will ask you to kowtow to admit your mistake in a while."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the black-clothed monk said coldly, as if he was a piece of meat on his chopping board.

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Huang, the monk Cheng Dan who presided over the competition also frowned, but he knew his origin. Although the Xiao family was not afraid of the teacher and apprentice of the Venerable Evil Spirit, they did not want to cause trouble, so they did not No words were spoken.

Seeing that the two are ready, with a wave of hands, the competition is just beginning.

Following the signal of the old man Cheng Dan, the monk surnamed Huang quickly threw something above his head, and spread it in the wind, and suddenly, it turned into a huge flag of two or three feet. The whole flag was extremely black and cold. The breath came from above the flag, and Qin Fengming, who was standing in the distance, was also shocked.

Seeing that the middle-aged monk on the opposite side did not move, the monk surnamed Huang sneered a few times, and said coldly: "Boy, I will let you taste the power of the old man's black magic banner."

With the movement of his divine sense, the huge flag trembled and shot towards Qin Fengming with a 'swish' sound.When it was twenty feet away, it stopped suddenly, and then the huge flag began to flutter.

As the banner kept shaking, a thick black magic mist rolled out of the banner and swept away in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the thick black magic mist covered a radius of thirty or forty feet. go in.

Even Qin Fengming, who was standing far away, couldn't avoid it.

"Hehehe, boy, you are actually trapped by the old man's black magic banner. No matter how powerful you are, it will be difficult to escape. If you kowtow and admit defeat at this time, the old man can spare your life, otherwise you will surely fall into the sky!" The old man is within the Black Demon Banner."

Seeing that the cultivator on the other side was successfully involved in his spirit weapon, the cultivator surnamed Huang suddenly laughed coldly.It seems that he is confident that with this one treasure, he can defeat the opponent.

Just when Qin Fengming was surrounded by the opponent's black mist, Xiao Qinghao and the others on the stands were anxious. Although facing the black flag, Xiao Qinghao and his brothers didn't pay much attention to it, but as alchemy cultivators However, they could see that the black flag was extremely powerful.

Its power is definitely above those ordinary top-level spiritual weapons.

But what puzzled the two of them was that the monk surnamed Wei had many powerful talismans on his body, but he had never used them at all after several matches. If he sacrificed the talismans just now, he would certainly block the banner up close.

But at this time, the two of them could only see the situation within the black mist as far as tens of feet away, but it was difficult to know the situation of the monk surnamed Wei at this time.

Qin Fengming already knew when the other party sacrificed the banner that this spiritual weapon must be an evil thing, and this thing must be his greatest reliance.At this point in the fight, as soon as the opponent comes up, he will definitely use his best means, hoping to achieve success with one blow.

Regarding this, Qin Fengming did not panic in the slightest. When the black magic mist enveloped his figure, he had already sacrificed three five-element defensive talismans, and three colorful walls immediately appeared around his body, enveloping him Packages in groups.

With this cover wall on his body, even if a top-level spiritual weapon is chopped on it, it will not be damaged at all.

Thousands of members of the Xiao clan who were watching the battle held their breaths and gathered their eyes, staring closely at the high platform.The monk surnamed Wei has already given them too many surprises, and I hope they will not be disappointed this time.

As the black fog wrapped around the opponent, the monk surnamed Huang laughed grinningly, his divine thoughts came out, and there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves within the huge banner in the black fog, which made people feel a sense of evil in their bodies. The cold is coming.

With the sound of howling ghosts and the shaking of flags, a large number of demon souls flashed out, hundreds or even thousands in number, each of which transformed into a human form, surrounded Qin Fengming continuously, whimpering The voice immediately filled the black magic mist.

Qin Fengming watched intently, and immediately found that although most of these demon souls were living souls (that is, mortal souls), a third of them were monk souls, and among these monk souls, dozens of them had reached the level of Three of them have reached the peak of foundation establishment.

Driven by the spiritual thoughts of the cultivator surnamed Huang, these souls immediately flew towards Qin Fengming, led by the three foundation-building peak demon souls.

Facing these souls, Qin Fengming not only frowned slightly, but with so many souls attacking together, even the Five Elements Defense Talisman could hardly stop them.

If he met this cultivator surnamed Huang in other places, he would sacrifice the Soul-devouring Beast without hesitation. Such ghosts and ghosts are a great supplement to the Soul-devouring Beast.

But in front of a dozen or so infant-changing old monsters, sacrificing the Soul-devouring Beast undoubtedly brought about a fatal disaster for himself.Qin Fengming would not do such an unwise move.

But in the face of these undead monster souls, it was difficult for him to make a decision at the moment. After a little hesitation, he sacrificed the Yin-Yang Pagoda, let it float above his head, and the black and blue rays of light radiated , flames of cold and heat gushed out, as long as those demon souls approached, they would definitely be burned by the two-color flames.

Although it is difficult for the Yin-Yang Pagoda to break through the opponent's spiritual weapon, it is enough to protect oneself for a while.

Seeing that the other party sacrificed a top-level spiritual weapon in the shape of a pagoda and successfully blocked the soul released by his spiritual weapon, the monk surnamed Huang was not in a hurry.

He knows very well that the demon soul transformed by his spiritual weapon is immortal within the thick black fog. As long as it takes a long time, the opponent's mana will definitely be exhausted, and he can't help but kill himself by then.

At this time, Qin Fengming already knew in his heart that this spirit weapon was a treasure like the Thousand Soul Banner described in "Yin Mo Gong".They are all capable of absorbing the souls of monks, the more souls are stored in them, the more powerful they are, and when they break through a certain limit, they can be advanced into magic weapons.

Looking at the number of ghosts that can be transformed at this time, it is less than a thousand, so the coercion displayed by it is only comparable to that of top-level spiritual weapons.

Seeing more than 20 demon souls floating motionless twenty or thirty feet away, Qin Fengming secretly smiled.

These wandering demon souls are the souls of those who have established their foundations.It seems that even if one turns into a ghost, the law that one's internal strength is respected has not changed in the slightest.