Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

In front of the Qianyuan Tiangang star array controlled by the spirit, Qin Fengming is very self-aware.

His skill in the magic circle is not low, but in front of a once-celestial power with unpredictable magic circle attainments, he really doesn't think he can easily crack the powerful magic circle controlled by the other party.

His thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly thought of another possibility of disturbing the restraint of the stone platform, that is to try to break the ghost formation in the mouth of the spirit.

Qin Fengming has never heard of the ghost formation.

Recalling the experience of climbing the stone platform, Qin Fengming still made some judgments about the magic circles here, that is, the energy sources of the two magic circles should be the same.

It should be borrowing the energy of the demon core in the entire forbidden area.

Of course, Qin Fengming didn't want to consume the energy of the demon core in the entire forbidden area, but he could destroy the ghost monster in the mouth of the spirit.

Even if this so-called ghost formation is an illusion, there must be many original spirits. Qin Fengming still prefers the original spirits.

It has to be said that Qin Fengming is sometimes very bold. Facing the ghost formation in Jinghun's mouth, he spoke without hesitation. He turned around and walked towards the lower steps.

Seeing Qin Fengming walking towards the bottom of the stone platform without any hesitation, the spirits in the magic circle on the stone platform were obviously different, and then a sneer rang out from his mouth.

The spirit didn't say anything, but its figure flashed suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace.

It is certain that this ghostly ghost formation contains a phantom formation, but it gave Qin Fengming a sense of harmony between reality and reality.As soon as Shi Shi stepped onto the stone steps, Qin Fengming felt a wave of vicissitudes of life and rotten filthy steam blowing towards his face.

The water vapor was icy cold, as if it came from the Netherworld, and contained the breath of the dead.

As Qin Fengming's figure approached the pitch-black water below, a shrill howling sound passed into his ears, shaking his mind uncontrollably.

Those screams seemed to be able to drill into his mind, disturbing the clarity of his spiritual platform.

Just as Qin Fengming paused, and was about to carefully explore the surroundings, suddenly the black water below suddenly rose into the sky, and with a roll, it covered the place where he was standing.

At the same time, from the stone steps on which Qin Fengming was standing, the already strong and heavy pressure suddenly surged, and a huge thrust immediately acted on his body.

The sudden change made Qin Fengming's footsteps immediately unsteady, and his body was ejected, directly facing the enveloping water.

However, just when Qin Fengming's body was about to touch the enveloping huge water flow, Qin Fengming who was ejected suddenly turned over, avoided the black water and fell on the edge of the stone steps.

"You don't seem to have much control over this so-called ghost formation. Although you can induce it, it seems that you can't control it." Standing still, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said immediately.

It can be said that Qin Fengming is extremely sensitive to the magic circle. As soon as he sensed it, he immediately made a judgment.

"Hmph, the old man just can't control it, and you don't even think about escaping from here. There are a lot of ghosts and ghosts that the old man has collected and captured in his life. Let alone you, even one or two Mahayanas come here, and they definitely don't come here just to say it. Just go."

Following Qin Fengming's words, a cold snort suddenly resounded on the spot.

"I don't know where the ghostly monsters you mentioned are, but I haven't seen them yet. Could it be that those ghosts have fallen by themselves because they survived for too long?" Qin Fengming's blue eyes flickered, and he looked down at the surging black waters below , said in surprise.

He said this, and his expression also revealed the meaning of thinking.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the spirit didn't speak for a while, as if it was confirming what Qin Fengming said.

"Damn it, the ghosts of the old man are really gone." Suddenly, a loud shout resounded on the tall stone platform.

Jinghun's words made Qin Fengming stand on the stone steps in a daze.

Just now, a thought flashed in his mind, and he uttered a word, but he didn't expect that the ghost that his spirit placed here really disappeared.

It's no wonder Qin Fengming can think of this point, in the interface, any monk or spirit will be harassed by the power of the interface.Even if a monk has many means to isolate the erosion of the power of heaven and earth, they will eventually become weaker with the passage of time.

Especially with the existence of the soul, if there is no external force to supply some materials that can solidify the body, it is impossible to completely stabilize the state of the body only by relying on the energy of the soul.

This is also the fundamental reason why after many great powers leave spirit seals somewhere, the realm of the spirit itself will drop sharply, and the power of the spirit will disappear.

It can be said that if the spirit is not fused with the body, it is impossible to survive for a long time on its own, even if he is fully prepared.

As long as time passes, there is the power of time.No matter where you hide, you can't be isolated.

Relying on the protection of the Qianyuan Tiangang star array and the nourishment of the vigorous power of vegetation, the spirit can stay for tens of thousands of years, but his ghost monsters are not so lucky. After a long time, the power slowly erodes , After all, they failed to escape the collapse and perdition.

Looking at the pitch-black waters below, Qin Fengming didn't feel the slightest gloat in his heart.

His heart was extremely heavy at the moment.Cultivating immortals is cultivating longevity.When in the human world, everyone said that as long as they ascended to the spirit world, they could live forever without the limit of lifespan.

But when he arrived in the spirit world, Qin Fengming found that although there was no restriction on longevity, the baptism of the heavenly tribulation was more terrifying than longevity.

It is even more impossible to live as long as heaven in the spiritual world.

Qin Fengming still doesn't know what the situation in Miluo Realm is like.Among the many fairy world classics he has read and participated in research, there is no detailed introduction to this aspect.

But one thing Qin Fengming is sure of is that in Miluo Realm, there are many great powers that have survived for tens, hundreds, or even millions of years.

This made Qin Fengming more determined to ascend to the Mira Realm.

"Hahaha, even if you can't trap and kill you here with the help of those ghostly monsters, as long as the old man devours the soul of the vine goblin, you can still condense the soul body. At that time, I will leave the magic circle and capture you. Without that Vine goblin soul guard, I forgive you for not being able to leave this area."

After waiting for a long time, the sound of wild laughter resounded on the stone platform again.

The spirit suddenly stopped worrying, and as the words fell, the beast roars on the stone platform suddenly became more ferocious and intensive.

Qin Fengming was speechless, ignoring the situation in the formation, but looking at the dark water still surging under the stone platform, his complexion suddenly changed.

There are no ghosts here, but the magic circle is still there, and in the breath filled with the pitch-black waters, he can feel the strong breath of the original energy of the soul.

The spirit needs the essence of the spirit, obviously there are many in this magic circle, but he ignored it.

Suddenly, it dawned on Qin Fengming's mind that if the spirit doesn't want the source of the spirit here, it must be because the source of the spirit here is useless to his own spirit.In such a situation, it can only be said that what the spirit needs is the essence of the spiritual body of plants and trees.

The vine goblin spirit can barely be regarded as the spirit body spirit of plants and trees.In the case that no other spirit is available, the spirit of the vine goblin is also sufficient to meet the requirements of that spirit.

After thinking about this point, Qin Fengming was overjoyed.The essence of the spirit in the black waters is useless, but as far as the soul-devouring beast is concerned, the more the better.

Wanting to understand the cause and effect in his heart, Qin Fengming moved his body, instead of attacking by the jet of black water, his body fell directly into the black water.

"This is not water, but a thick, erosive black mist." As soon as he entered the black water, Qin Fengming immediately made a judgment in his mind.

This is a mist that is full of tyranny and has a very undead aura. The mist is extremely thick, and when it gathers together, it seems to form a liquid state.Under the black mist, there is the energy gathering of Ban Za's essence essence.

Those original energy breaths obviously can no longer condense into a soul body.Because those energies were extremely mixed, I don't know how many spirits collapsed and settled together.

Such a miscellaneous class, not to mention that the spirit can't be absorbed, even if it can be absorbed, I'm afraid I dare to absorb it at will.

However, Qin Fengming was very happy about these rich spirit energy.

The black mist is very corrosive, but it can't pose much threat to Qin Fengming. Sensing the forbidden atmosphere here, Qin Fengming sacrificed the imitation Qiankun bag in the black mist with confidence.

This so-called ghost formation should be the ghost monster that has disappeared. The magic circle itself seems to be only a seal and constraint.

Without those ghosts, the threat to Qin Fengming is really nothing.

The spirit seemed to ignore Qin Fengming at all. After Qin Fengming entered the mist like black water, the spirit never said anything.

Of course, Qin Fengming would not really devote himself to collecting these essences here. He and the second mysterious soul spirit body have been working hard to comprehend the arrangement method of the Qianyuan Tiangang star formation in the scroll recorded by Fairy Qingzhu.

At this moment, Qin Fengming no longer thought about how to decipher the magic circle, but tried his best to comprehend those runes.

Both Qin Fengming and the spirit seemed to have acquiesced in this situation, and neither of them disturbed the other.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly a maniacal laugh came from the tall stone platform: "Hahaha... this vine demon spirit is finally unable to support it."

As these words spread around, Qin Fengming's body suddenly leaped out of the dark mist.

The figure flickered, and immediately ran along the stone steps onto the stone platform.

Before reaching the stone platform, Qin Fengming's spiritual sense had already probed towards the altar.What he saw was an extremely tragic scene.

I saw that on the vast altar covered with vines before, now there are broken branches of thick vines everywhere. The thick vines were broken and scattered on the altar, like a land of vines that had been destroyed by the force of terror.

At this time, none of the vines could dance anymore, as if they had completely lost their vitality.

The vines no longer danced, and all kinds of monsters that had swooped out in a steady stream before disappeared without a trace. Above the huge altar, only the illusory figure was floating.

"Hmph! You are not a disciple of my Nebula Hall, but you dare to occupy the magic circle set up by my disciples of the Nebula Hall. You really don't know how to live or die."

However, just as the phantom was appreciating his spoils, a word that made him tremble all over suddenly resounded among the vines and branches of the altar.