Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming was not surprised that he was able to destroy the opponent's black flag in one fell swoop.

Hundreds of wind blades attacked together, even a cultivator of alchemy would not dare to take the attack head-on under the circumstances of being unable to make a treasure.It's just a top-level spiritual weapon, so it's hard to stop it at all.

Following the breakage of the black flag, the dense black magic mist suddenly rolled violently and dissipated in the air in an instant.If everyone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that the black mist had never appeared before.

At the moment when the black flag broke, the monk surnamed Huang who was outside the magic fog yelled:

"Ah...boy, how dare you damage this old man's treasure."

Following the roar of the middle-aged monk surnamed Huang, a stream of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his figure immediately became shaky.In a moment, the tall body fell towards the stone platform.

This situation made Qin Fengming, who had just escaped from trouble, very puzzled: this old man surnamed Huang must be a bit too temperamental.For a mere top-level spiritual weapon, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

Qin Fengming didn't know that this spiritual weapon owned by monk surnamed Huang was different from other treasures.

Although foundation-building monks can't refine their own talisman, this middle-aged monk's cultivation method is different. After he succeeded in building his foundation, he has already begun to refine his own natal object, which is the black magic banner.

Although the cultivator surnamed Huang, who is a foundation-building cultivator, cannot absorb this spiritual weapon into his body to nourish it, but through the special secret technique of his master's sect, he uses his own essence and blood to continuously refine this treasure.So much so that the power of this spiritual weapon is far greater than other top spiritual weapons.

If another foundation-building peak cultivator entered it, he would surely be doomed.Unexpectedly, this time they met such a strange person as Qin Fengming.

Although the power of the black magic banner was greatly increased by the secret technique, but also, when Qin Fengming destroyed it, the damage suffered by the monk surnamed Huang was also extremely great.So much so that it passed out.

The old man Cheng Dan who presided over the competition had already made preparations. When the monk surnamed Huang fell from the air, he had already appeared beside the monk surnamed Huang, and reached out to catch him in his hand.

Just when the old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan removed the restraint, under a flash of red light, an old man with a wicked face in a red gown appeared on the high platform, and with a wave of his hand, a sword aura of two or three feet Then it flew out of his hand, and went straight to Qin Fengming who was standing twenty feet away, and chopped at him.

"Fellow Daoist Red, stop."

This change shocked everyone present.The old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan who was holding the cultivator surnamed Huang was also shocked, and when he raised his hand, he sacrificed a magic weapon.

But the distance between the two is too far, and it is too late to save them at this time.

Qin Fengming, who was under the attack, was even more stunned, he was so close to the evil-faced old man, no matter how much he tried to avoid it, he couldn't.

Qin Fengming's thoughts turned, and a pagoda more than one or two feet high appeared in front of him.Then, with a movement of his figure, Biyun Mizong unleashed his movement technique and flashed to the side.

"boom"

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the exceptionally strong top spirit weapon of the Yin-Yang Pagoda was split in half by the sword energy, and in a flash, two fragments of the spirit weapon fell onto the stone platform.

With the Yin-Yang Pagoda blocking him for a while, Qin Fengming narrowly escaped the opponent's killing blow.After his expression changed drastically, he immediately took a look in his hand, and several talismans appeared in his hand.

At this time, he could already see clearly that the other party was the old man with a wicked face who had met before the mountain gate when he entered Shengyou Island, and this person was undoubtedly the master of this monk surnamed Huang.

Although the opponent is at the peak of Chengdan, at this time, if the opponent wants to kill Qin Fengming, he will not wait for death, he can only use all means to fight the opponent to the death.

The evil-faced old man in red who missed a hit did not strike again, glared at Qin Fengming for a moment, and snorted coldly: "Young man, you dare to destroy the treasure of the old master and apprentice, and I will definitely take you out of your soul in the future, so that you will never be reborn forever!" .”

At this time, the old man in red also knew that it would be difficult to achieve his wish if he attacked the foundation-building cultivator on the opposite side. Under the protection of a cultivator of the same level on the opposite side, he no longer had the chance to kill.

After he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he came to the old man surnamed Xiao, stretched out his hand to take the monk surnamed Huang, turned around, and flew out of the valley.

Watching the old man in red go away, Qin Fengming let Gao Xuan's heart fall back to the original place, and let out a deep breath secretly.

Although his self-sufficiency is amazing, but fighting a monk at the peak of alchemy is no different from courting death.

The scene that happened just now, due to the suddenness of the incident, even Xiao Hongzhi on the high platform would not be able to stop it in time, his body swayed slightly, thinking that when he got up, he saw the Master Hongmo had already left.

Many high-ranking monks present were also very impressed by the fact that the monk surnamed Wei was able to escape the hateful blow of the monk at the peak of Chengdan.If it is not someone who has very rich fighting experience, it is absolutely difficult to keep such a clear mind and avoid this attack at such a critical time.

Regarding the threatening words of the old man in red before he left, if it was another casual cultivator, he would definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.To punish such a powerful monk is even harder than putting himself in a dangerous place.

Regarding this, Qin Fengming was not worried at all.Right now, he was within the Xiao Clan, even though the Master Red Devil was very domineering, but facing the Xiao Clan, he didn't dare to make casual moves.

If he leaves the Xiao Clan in the future, he will have the confidence to avoid the pursuit of these two people.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, you don't need to worry about the matter of the Red Devil Master. Afterwards, the old man will handle this matter personally. After the competition, you should concentrate on it."

Just as Qin Fengming was thinking in his heart, the voice of Xiao Hongzhi's words came from his ears.

Hearing this, Qin Fengming did not reply, but nodded slightly.With a wave of his hand, he put away his spirit weapon.Qin Fengming didn't pay much attention to the lost Yin Yang Pagoda Spirit Artifact.As a craftsman, he naturally wouldn't take spirit weapons of a certain level to heart.

Regarding the words of the ancestor of the Xiao family, he would not believe too much. Afterwards, the Xiao family might take out some treasures to compensate Master Hongmo, but it is difficult to expose the matter of offending the master and apprentice of Hongmo.

Seeing that his side lost another game, the last monk in Shuangsnake Valley also stood up, swayed his figure, and slowly walked to the arena.

"Fellow Daoist Wei's methods are really astonishing. After defeating two monks in Shuangsnake Valley in a row, Xiao Songyuan can only come out and compete with fellow daoist."

He looked at Qin Fengming in the air, and said in a calm tone, there was indeed great confidence in his words.

As for how the secret treasure of the monk surnamed Huang was destroyed, many of the monks who watched the battle outside were indeed able to know about it under the obstruction of the thick black mist.

Just when Xiao Songyuan finished speaking, an old voice came into his ears:

"You have to be more careful about the attacks of low-level talismans with a large number of monks on the opposite side. Those talismans are not weak, and they can compete with your flying needle."