Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Seeing that the middle-aged cultivator trapped in the black magic banner didn't panic, he hovered and suspended within the shield, using only one spiritual weapon to fight against many ghosts, as if he had made up his mind to use it up for a long time.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Huang couldn't help but feel moved.

The cultivator surnamed Wei on the opposite side used some pills to exhaust a peak foundation cultivator to the point of exhaustion of mana. Does the other party still want to use this method?

Did he know that although pills can quickly increase some mana power, afterward, he must immediately meditate for a long time to slowly dissolve the remaining medicinal power in his body, otherwise, the residual medicine will stay in his body, which will cause great harm to him.

In just two or three days, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to completely dissolve the residue of the pills taken earlier. Even a monk would not choose to drink poison to quench thirst.

Looking at the unfazed expression of the monk surnamed Wei in the thick fog, the middle-aged man surnamed Huang couldn't help being furious, and said viciously: "Hmph, with just a mere spiritual weapon, it's really overpowering to try to compete with the old man's treasure. , This will let the kid taste the true power of the Black Demon Banner."

He knew in his heart that as long as he drives the black magic banner with all his strength, more than 20 foundation-building stage ghosts in its memory will attack at the same time. This is equivalent to the effect of more than 20 foundation-building monks attacking together. It's hard to resist any more.

As soon as the middle-aged man in black finished speaking, the spiritual power in his body moved, and he shot out a spell, which was submerged in the dense magic fog.

Immediately, the thick black magic mist continued to roll, and dozens of foundation-building ghosts floating in the distance began to howl continuously, swaying their bodies one after another, and also rushed forward to Qin Fengming who was inside the shield.

Cultivator surnamed Huang no longer held a stalemate with Qin Fengming, and wanted to use thunderous means to defeat him in one go.

Qin Fengming was also shocked when he saw this place. With so many foundation-building ghosts joining the attack, his Yin-Yang Pagoda would definitely be hard to resist. As a last resort, he swung his hands continuously, and a lot of talismans flew out of his hands .

After leaving the hand, it turned into a large number of fire bombs, ice bombs, and wind blades, and quickly hit the foundation-building stage ghosts that were flying forward.

Seeing that the other party sacrificed a large number of primary and low-level talismans, monk surnamed Huang couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm.How can a mere low-level talisman cause harm to my ghost in the foundation period.

Just before his sneering face faded away, a scene that shocked him appeared in front of him.

Dozens of fire bombs or ice bombs collided with a ghost, and a huge explosion sound immediately erupted. In an instant, those ghosts who had cultivated in the foundation period would disintegrate and disappear.

This kind of situation greatly shocked the middle-aged monk surnamed Huang.He knows the attack power of the primary low-level fireball talisman well.It definitely does not have the attack power of the talisman sacrificed by the monk surnamed Wei in front of him.Could it be that there is something hidden in it.

Thinking of this, he immediately sank his mind, looked carefully, and immediately realized that although the talisman sacrificed by the other party was a fire bomb or an ice bomb talisman, its power alone was beyond the reach of several ordinary fire bombs. In contrast, each of them has the attack power of ordinary spiritual weapons.

Upon realizing this, the middle-aged man surnamed Huang was even more astonished.If the opponent uses this kind of talisman to attack him at the beginning, he will definitely not even have the chance to sacrifice the spiritual weapon.

Although the cultivator surnamed Huang was shocked, his confidence did not weaken in the slightest. In the dense magic fog, the ghosts transformed by his spiritual weapon were inexhaustible.As long as it dissipates, it will be re-transformed by the spiritual weapon, and the realm will not be lowered at all.

With this, even if the other party has thousands of such talismans, they will definitely run out of them. At that time, the other party will have nothing to do but capture them.

What happened in the black fog, apart from the monk surnamed Huang, only a dozen or so old monsters in the infant stage could clearly see what was happening.Even those cultivators at the peak of alchemy can only penetrate to a depth of more than ten feet.

Regarding the fire bombs, ice bombs, and wind blade talismans sacrificed by the middle-aged monk, except for Xiao Hongzhi, other old monsters were also slightly moved by the power produced by them.

With the eyes of everyone, it can be seen immediately that these low-level talismans will never exist in the market, and they must be from the hands of powerful people.

To allow a powerful person to refine this kind of talisman, I don't want to know that the little monk in front of me must have a lot of background.Thinking of this, everyone immediately sent voice transmissions to ask the calm-faced Xiao Hongzhi about Qin Fengming's origin.

Under the constant questioning by the crowd, Xiao Hongzhi could only reveal a little bit.

When everyone heard the name of 'Manghuang Mountain', they were immediately shocked. Manghuang Mountain, apart from the five superpowers, is a transcendent existence, and it is not something that the little Xiao clan can compare with.

It's no wonder that this middle-aged monk, with his mere foundation-building mid-stage cultivation, was able to defeat several top-level foundation-building monks in a row.

As for Qin Fengming's background, Xiao Hongzhi actually didn't delve into it. At this time, he only pointed it out lightly, but how the other old monsters deduced it has nothing to do with Qin Fengming who is fighting against himself.

In less than half a stick of incense, Qin Fengming had sacrificed hundreds of talismans and repelled several waves of attacks in a row.

At this time, he couldn't help shaking his head in his heart. For these inexhaustible ghosts, it would be difficult to make any achievements by relying on this method alone.

Just when it was not difficult for him to make a decision, he suddenly had an idea, and after waving his hand to repel another wave of ghost attacks, he shook his hand, and a war drum several feet in size appeared on top of his head, and a wooden stick ten feet long The mallet also flew out of his hand, and quickly flew onto the huge war drum.

"Boom~boom~~"

Just as the ghost transformed again and rushed towards Qin Fengming again, a deafening sound of thud dong dong rang out from above the war drum.

With the loud sound, a series of huge wavy sound waves centered on the war drum, and quickly rushed towards the surroundings.

Immediately, ghosts with a cultivation base below the foundation establishment will immediately fall apart when they come into contact with this sound wave. Even the ghost souls of the foundation establishment stage, even after resisting the attacks of several sound waves, it is difficult to stabilize and dissipate one after another.

Qin Fengming's war drum spiritual weapon, the sound waves it transformed into a spiritual energy form, its attack power, except for shocking the mind, is no different from the attack effect of a spiritual weapon.It never thought that this spiritual weapon would be so sharp against ghosts.

Although the cultivator surnamed Huang who stood aside did not suffer any damage from the sonic attack, he has also seen that this spiritual weapon has a strong restraint effect on the ghosts transformed by his own spiritual weapon.

Just when he was slightly stunned, Qin Fengming stopped hesitating, and with a movement of his body, the huge drum above his head was still making a 'thud-thump' sound, but he himself was carrying the giant drum and was facing the huge The black banner flew away.

As he waved his hands repeatedly, hundreds of talismans appeared and attacked the huge black banner.

"Thorn~~"

With the loud piercing sound, under the joint attack of hundreds of wind blades, several zhang-big cracks appeared on the several-zhang-big black banner.