Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Following Zihao's low shout, there was a continuous surge, and the red mist, which had not been reduced at all under Qin Fengming's powerful attack, suddenly surged up.

Under the sudden surge of mist, Qin Fengming's rapidly moving figure immediately froze on the spot.

He turned his hands behind his back, and there was no abnormal expression on his expression, as if he had already been mentally prepared for the change in the fog around Zihao in front of him.

Qin Fengming's attack this time, from the beginning to the end, sacrificed the fingerprints of the Rifting Dragon.For him, of course, this attack method is not the only one that can threaten Zihao, but he needs to be familiar with the supernatural power of dragon fingerprints.

Practice makes perfect, which is applicable to any kung fu and supernatural powers.

Although the Rifting Dragon Fingerprint is an Immortal Talisman Technique, it naturally consumes a lot of mana, soul and energy.But what Qin Fengming sacrificed was only the most basic first-level technique.

If it was other monks, the consumption of the first layer of supernatural powers to cast the Void Dragon Fingerprint like this would naturally be quite high, but to Qin Fengming, this consumption was really nothing.

As one after another dragon fingerprints were sacrificed, Qin Fengming's understanding of the dragon's fingerprints became more and more refined.

Just imagine which cultivator would perform hundreds or thousands of times without stopping for a period of time because of a magical power.

Even if someone has the heart, it is absolutely impossible for Qin Fengming to sacrifice one after another without any scruples about the disappearance of his mana.It can be said that in such a situation, except for Qin Fengming, it is really hard to say who can do it.

Continuously performing spells, of course Qin Fengming already knew that the dragon's fingerprints alone would not be able to damage Zihao at all.

Now that Zihao is willing to fight head-on, Qin Fengming is also overjoyed.

Looking at Zihao who reappeared, Qin Fengming frowned suddenly.

At this moment, Zihao, who was suspended in mid-air, had changed his appearance. His previous middle-aged appearance disappeared, replaced by a young face.

His youthful face seemed to be a few years younger than Qin Fengming's.

Not only did Zihao look younger at this time, but his appearance was much more handsome than before.

If Qin Fengming hadn't been besieging the opponent all the time, convinced that he couldn't escape, he would have thought that the person in front of him had been replaced by another monk.Looking at Zihao in front of him, Qin Fengming frowned, and was speechless for a while.He really couldn't figure out what was going on.

Qin Fengming's heart trembled even more as he glanced at the people in Qingbo in the distance with his spiritual consciousness.He suddenly found that the expressions of everyone in Qingbo were even more surprised than him.

At this time, Zi Hao who was floating in front of him obviously had such a face that no one in Qingbo had ever seen before.

The moment Qin Fengming withdrew his consciousness, there was a sudden movement in his heart.Spiritual consciousness quickly locked onto a slender figure.This beautiful person is exactly the female cultivator who talked with Qingbo earlier.

At this time, the beautiful female cultivator named Fairy Yingyi didn't have much surprise on her face.

Standing in the snow and ice, she frowned slightly, her white teeth lightly bit her red lips, her eyes were clear, and she seemed to be caught in some kind of thought.

Although Qin Fengming glanced at it from a distance, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

The female cultivator has an extremely beautiful face, and the clothes on her body are different from Shao Hong's, and also different from Fairy Yaoluo's. Her whole body is covered by a thin layer of down feathers, which makes her look supernatural and refined. feel.

She was standing in a place of ice and snow, and the hurricane of ice and snow around her seemed to become less violent and raging because of her stay, as if she was surrounded by a world of her own.

Qin Fengming paid attention to this female cultivator, of course not because she was beautiful and glamorous, but Qin Fengming suddenly felt a strange feeling from the female cultivator's eyes.

It was difficult for him to understand what this feeling was.Of course, this is not the time for him to spend time figuring it out.

With the appearance of Zihao's figure, a faint blue mist suddenly diffused from his body.In an instant, the original red mist was absorbed into it, and then disappeared without a trace.

A scimitar trembled slightly behind him, as if it could be chopped at any time.

And in Zihao's right hand, there is a strange tree root bone that flashes purple-black fluorescence. This root bone is glowing with light red light, which complements the black-purple fluorescence, showing a strange and radiant atmosphere.

Qin Fengming glanced at the strange bone, and felt a sense of turmoil in his heart.

It seems that the root bone has a strange power that can make his eyes wander.

"You have been attacking for so long, next, it's time for Zi to perform some spells." Zi Hao appeared in the air, his arms slowly stretched out, and a violent cold breath suddenly permeated his body.

Along with the icy cold breath, there is also a huge energy of the soul.

The breath was cold, and the energy of the soul was condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the icy breath. As Zihao's words fell, hundreds of blades several inches long and as wide as the little finger condensed out.

A murderous cyan light flashed on the blades of the blades, suspended in front of Zihao, and a cold and sharp aura suddenly diffused from in front of him.

"Hey, these condensed blades of yours actually made Qin feel a strange breath of spirit."

Facing the series of cold blades in front of Zihao, Qin Fengming frowned slightly, let out a slight gasp, and said suddenly without making the slightest movement in his body.

As for the spirit, Qin Fengming can be said to be more sensitive than the master of the real ghost world.

It is not known how many ghosts and ghosts fell in his hands.At this moment, there is no spirit in the breath in front of Zihao, but Qin Fengming sensed a strange breath of spirit.

Following his words, Zi Hao, who was secretly casting a spell and staring at Qin Fengming with cold eyes, suddenly changed his eyes, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

The look of astonishment only appeared for a while, and then he immediately retracted it again. With his eyes fixed, an extremely fierce expression appeared on his face.

"Today, you must fall here!" His eyes flashed, and a deep voice sounded on the spot.

As the sound came out, Zihao suddenly waved his hands, and phantoms of his arms immediately appeared in front of him.The phantom of the arm flickered, as if Zihao had suddenly turned into a thousand hands and a thousand arms.

In an instant, a buzzing sound like a locust flapping its wings resounded on the spot.

The sound was not too loud, it was mixed with the surrounding hurricane, it could be described as inaudible.But it was this buzzing sound that suddenly caused a monstrous energy fluctuation in the surrounding area.

An energy hole more than a hundred feet wide, like a huge funnel, suddenly appeared above his head, and the majestic cold energy poured into the huge funnel like water pouring down a river.

The one connected to the bottom of the huge funnel is Zihao who is waving his arms rapidly.

In an instant, Zihao's body seemed to become a bottomless pit to absorb the energy of the heaven and earth, and the violent and mixed energy of the heaven and earth rushed into his body, making his clothes rattle all over.

Faced with Zihao's spell that induced such a vision of heaven and earth, Qin Fengming's heart tightened immediately.

At this moment, how could he dare to be indifferent, almost without hesitation, his figure has already retreated rapidly in a flash, and at the same time he raised his right hand, and a huge sword blade with red and blue fluorescence appeared in his hand.

With Xuan Weiqing's sword in hand, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly became stable.

However, just as Qin Fengming retreated quickly, a quick and soft voice suddenly came to his ears: "Fellow Daoist Qin, hurry up and stop Zihao from casting spells. If you are completed by its spell, then you will definitely fall into a dangerous situation."