Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Xiao Songyuan was also startled when he suddenly heard the sound transmission from the ancestor of the clan.

The ancestor's solemn reminder showed that the cultivator on the other side must have some means that he did not know.He couldn't help but secretly heightened his vigilance.

Seeing another old monk from Shuangsnake Valley appear on the stage, Qin Fengming's expression became calm.Smiling slightly, he said: "Friend Daoist Xiao was joking, and Wei was lucky enough to defeat the previous two fellow Daoists by chance. I hope that Fellow Daoist Xiao will be merciful during the competition."

Seeing that the cultivator on the opposite side was not suspended in the air, Qin Fengming moved and landed on the stone platform.

He was also very curious about the middle-aged monk in front of him, the old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan who presided over the competition.The middle-aged man's face is calm, and he can't see the slightest brilliance, but during the fight, he frequently uses tricks, making the opponent hard to guard against.

Such a vigilant and powerful person, even himself, has the idea of ​​taking Qin Fengming as his apprentice.

Seeing the last Snake Valley cultivator appear on the stage, the scene became completely silent. This can be described as an ultimate battle. Both sides have powerful means, and no one can judge at this time.

After the two sides stood still and stopped answering, the old man surnamed Xiao Chengdan made a gesture of competition.

Following the old man's command, a white light shield suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Songyuan. This light shield was extremely thick and appeared to be extremely tough.Judging from the energy fluctuations that flashed, it turned out to be a top-level defensive spirit weapon without a doubt.

Seeing that the other party was so careful, Qin Fengming smiled inwardly, but he didn't make the slightest movement. He just watched the other party closely, as if waiting for the other party to make a move.

After sacrificing the light shield, Xiao Songyuan didn't stop his hands, and after waving them again and again, two black flying snakes many feet long appeared in the air. grade.

Flying black snakes are extremely poisonous, and they are very good at spitting out venom. If a monk gets a little bit of it, he may die.And the speed is extremely fast, making it hard to guard against.

Seeing that the opponent still had two such powerful spirit beasts, Qin Fengming also waved his hand and released the giant spider. With his huge body shaking, he immediately intercepted the two flying black snakes.

Although the level of the spider is much higher than that of the flying snake, it is extremely difficult to kill the two extremely fast flying snakes in a short while under the strong urging of the opponent.Immediately, the three monsters entangled together in the air, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

When his spirit beast was blocked, Xiao Songyuan didn't show any signs of change, and then continued to wave his hands, a soft mass flew out of his hands, stretched in the air, and immediately turned into two huge silk cloths with a size of two feet.

Qin Fengming watched intently, the silk cloth flashed huge energy fluctuations, and it turned out to be two top-level spiritual weapons without a doubt.On the silk cloth, there are a large number of bright spikes, as many as a thousand.

This must be the pair of mandarin ducks and thousands of needles that Xiao Qinghao mentioned.

Looking at the two huge pieces of silk cloth, Qin Fengming also raised his vigilance. Since Xiao Qinghao solemnly mentioned it, it means that this spiritual weapon must be difficult to deal with, and he naturally does not want to stumble in front of this spiritual weapon.

Just as Qin Fengming focused on watching, the two pieces of silk cloth were spun and quickly covered the place where they were.

Qin Fengming certainly wouldn't just wait for death with his hands tied up. With a wave of his hand, two giant knives flew out from his sleeves, turning into huge two or three zhang long blades, and slashed at the two pieces of silk cloth respectively.

"bang, bang"

Following two dull sounds, the two powerful giant blades seemed to have been chopped on the dough, without any sense of force.Just when Qin Fengming was surprised, he saw that the two giant blades were thrown out by one of the silk cloth shaking, and it was only under the strong control of Qin Fengming's divine sense that they were stabilized again.

This change surprised Qin Fengming.

After the two pieces of silk cloth paused for a while, they immediately trembled, wrapping towards Qin Fengming again.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming also didn't know how to deal with it for a moment, and with a movement of his body, Biyun Mizong's movement technique came out, and immediately began to dodge around the arena.

Looking at the phenomenon just now, even if there are a few more spiritual weapons, it will be difficult to effectively block the silk cloth.

Under the obstruction of the two giant blades, the speed of the silk cloth was greatly affected. If he wanted to wrap Qin Fengming, he couldn't.

With his body skills, although Qin Fengming is not in danger, this situation is not good for him. He has no means to attack the opponent, but he himself is always on guard, and at the same time, he consumes much more mana than the opponent.

Faced with this kind of spiritual weapon, Qin Fengming was unable to deal with it for a while.If you use fireballs to attack, but the opponent's spiritual weapon is silk cloth, under the movement, only one side will attack, there will be very few fireballs to attack, and it will be difficult to cause much damage to it.

Seeing the swift movement of the middle-aged monk opposite, Xiao Songyuan was also helpless for a while. Although Yuanyang Qianzhendou is very powerful, its speed is not as good as that of the opponent.

But it didn't show the slightest anxious look. Until now, it only sacrificed one spiritual weapon. Although it was two pieces of silk cloth, it appeared in a set. When it was driven, it only needed to consume one spiritual weapon. It's just mana.

But the other party was driving two top-level spiritual weapons, and had to dodge them at the same time.His own mana is not as deep as his own, and the longer it lasts, the more beneficial it will be for him. Thinking of this, he naturally stared at the middle-aged monk opposite without any haste.

At this time, Qin Fengming didn't want to expose the fire mang talisman, but it was difficult to effectively defeat these two spiritual weapons.

While fleeing, his thoughts flashed continuously, his spiritual consciousness searched carefully in the storage ring on his body, trying to find a spiritual weapon to resist this difficult silk cloth.

Suddenly, a black object appeared in his consciousness. This object was completely black and shaped like an ink bucket. It was the ink cloud bucket obtained from the monk of the Demon Mountain Sect. This spiritual weapon is extremely sinister and can pollute the opponent's spirit device.Facing these two silk cloth spiritual weapons, they should be very effective.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming immediately stopped, and with a wave of his hand, he sacrificed Mo Yundou into the air, and it immediately turned into a black object several feet in size.

Immediately, under the urging of divine thoughts, a cloud of extremely stenchy black juice spewed out from the huge black thing, and it turned into a size of tens of feet in a blink of an eye.Immediately stopped in front of two pieces of silk cloth.After tumbling, it was wrapped in two pieces of silk cloth.

Seeing that the other party had sacrificed such an evil spiritual weapon, Xiao Songyuan was also shocked, but he only paused for a moment, and then the silk cloth trembled violently, and then under the high-speed rotation, he wanted to come from that place. Passing under the black sap.

But what surprised him was that as soon as his silk cloth touched the black juice, he immediately felt a very thick stickiness, even the shaking of the silk cloth became extremely difficult.

Xiao Songyuan, who had a lot of experience in fighting, was shocked, and immediately urged his spiritual sense to force the two pieces of silk cloth to break free from the black juice with great difficulty.