Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming possessed a lot of supernatural powers and secret techniques that were specially designed to deal with spirits and ghosts. Even if he faced a complete Mahayana spirit at this time, he was very confident that he would be able to win the battle, and at worst he would be able to leave alive.

Without him, because he has gold bites on his body.

Now this phantom is no longer the spirit of a monk. Without the guard of the Qianyuan Tiangang Star Formation, Qin Fengming approached and shot, without any resistance at all, and fell into Qin Fengming's hands.

Captured the soul of this cultivator named Lian, Qin Fengming did not immediately look at the gleaming bamboo building above the altar, but looked at the majestic spirit energy rolling down from the stone platform with a slight frown.

Without the restraint of the magic circle, the gathered spirit energy immediately flowed freely.

These soul energies are not ordinary soul energies, and the vitality of vegetation contained in them is not found in other soul energies that Qin Fengming has encountered.

Even the land of Qianyuan that he had entered at the beginning could not compare with the vitality of the spirit energy.

Although the soul energy contained in the vitality of vegetation is not very useful to Qin Fengming, it does not mean that it is useless to Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming was almost certain that the major of the cultivator surnamed Lian should be the power of vitality of vegetation.

Although I don't know if collecting these soul energies at this time can also retain the vitality contained in them, Qin Fengming still intends to give it a try.

Glancing at the standing bamboo building on top of the dilapidated altar in the distance, Qin Fengming didn't hesitate much, and immediately waved his hand, offering the gluttonous Qiankun Gui in front of him.

Although this former mysterious treasure would be envied by the Mahayanas in the Three Realms, Qin Fengming was sure that it would not be able to catch the attention of Fairy Qingzhu.

If it was a complete Mysterious Mysterious Treasure, Fairy Qingzhu might stare at it a few times.

But now the gluttonous Qiankun Gui, which has been incomplete, can no longer be valued by female cultivators.

However, what shocked Qin Fengming suddenly was that as the gluttonous Qiankun Gui appeared in front of him, before he could move it, a group of bright multicolored rays of light had already gushed out from the Qiankun Gui.

The rays of the sun shone, and the majestic energy of the soul seemed to be summoned, and immediately poured it madly into the gluttonous Qiankun Gui in the shimmering rays of the rays.

Qin Fengming was shocked by the sudden change.

It is not the first time that Xiaowan has been placed in the thick soul energy, but the scene that appears at this moment is completely different from the previous ones.The small bowl is not holding the absorbed soul energy, but the vast soul energy is directly integrated into the wall of the small bowl.

But in an instant, a surprise appeared in Qin Fengming's heart.It would not be a bad thing for this dilapidated Mysterious Desolate Treasure to appear in such a situation.

Qin Fengming would not think so at all to restore this mysterious treasure with the energy of the soul here, but as long as he can get some benefits from the Taotie Qiankun Gui, he will be very happy.

The gluttonous Qiankun Gui has the ability to swallow the sky and accept the earth.But the ability to devour is only one of its supernatural powers. Apart from devouring and sealing, Qin Fengming still doesn't know what kind of powerful power this once mysterious treasure has.

Although it is impossible for this incomplete gluttonous Qiankun Gui to have the power of law, but the prehistoric atmosphere is strong, so there may not be more powerful attacking powers.

Qin Fengming looked at the small bowl that was trying to absorb the energy of the soul, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of why this little bowl did what it did.

There is a strong atmosphere of vegetation and vitality here, and the mysterious treasures of the wild are all naturally generated by the heaven and the earth.Although they may not all be plants and trees, they can naturally feel kind to the vitality of the world.

Qin Fengming calmed down in his heart, since Xiaowan took the initiative to absorb the energy of the soul here, it was not aimless.What he has to do now is to wait quietly without any action on the small bowl.

The small bowl was not available, and Qin Fengming did not sacrifice the imitation Qiankun bag, but quickly set up an area in the cave of Zhongling Xumi Space, and then by means of means, collected the energy of the surrounding spirits into the Xumi Space. middle.

"Hey, the black mist energy hasn't disappeared at all."

Suddenly, Qin Fengming, who quickly cast spells to gather the energy of the soul, let out a small gasp in his mouth, stopped the movement of his hands, and locked his eyes on a cracked stone platform below, showing a sense of caution in his eyes for a while.

When the Thunder Soul Orb was sacrificed earlier to disperse the soul energy condensed by Lian Xing's spirit, the poisonous mist of Qingming gathered on the stone platform was naturally cleaned up amidst the raging thunder and lightning contained in the violent Thunder Soul Orb. .

But there were not many poisonous clouds of Qingming, and Qin Fengming went up to the stone platform again to check carefully, but he didn't sense any strange aura that eroded him.

But now, when he saw the black mist in the deep crack, he immediately made a judgment.

Qin Fengming didn't know exactly how terrifying the poisonous mist of Qingming was.Earlier, Fairy Qingzhu only said that the poisonous fog meant that even the true immortals in the Mira Realm would not dare to be easily contaminated, and did not say how it threatened the monks.

Recalling the previous incident, the spirit said that Fairy Qingzhu had been corroded by the poisonous mist of Qingming, and the power of thunder and lightning could restrain and remove the poisonous mist of Qingming. This poisonous mist of Qingming should be a kind of poison of the soul.

However, Qin Fengming didn't feel the strong wave of spirit and soul when he sensed the wisps of black energy before, and he didn't seem to have much vitality energy.

But it is such a toxin that even the true Chaos Immortals fear and dare not be easily contaminated. Naturally, there is a terrifying power in the poisonous mist.

A blue light flashed in his eyes, looking at the jet-black mist in the deep crack, Qin Fengming stood still for a moment.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he was not calm.

It was the first time Qin Fengming encountered Qingming Poisonous Mist, and with his usual temperament, of course he would not remain indifferent.How to put it away and refine it is the problem he needs to face at this time.

As his mind turned, the first thing Qin Fengming thought of was the ghost fire.

He frowned and stretched out his hand, and a blue flame flashed out, and in a flash, it sank into the crack.

What surprised Qin Fengming was that the spirit-eating ghost fire that he sacrificed and fell into the crack, was so spiritual that he didn't dare to fall again before it came into contact with the pitch-black mist.

It seemed that the pitch-black mist below made the ghost-eating ghost fire feel dangerous and dare not touch it.

Sensing this, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened.This Qingming poisonous mist is really extraordinary, even the ghost-eating ghost fire, which is extremely capable of devouring, is afraid to move forward.

Facing this scene, Qin Fengming's expression was extremely gloomy, but he didn't flinch in the slightest.

This poisonous mist is really just like what Fairy Qingzhu said, it cannot be resisted by ordinary supernatural powers and secret techniques, even if it is the heaven and earth demon flames, most of them would not dare to fight against it.

However, the stronger the Qingming poisonous mist, the more it aroused Qin Fengming's desire to collect it.

Looking at the gluttonous Qiankun Gui that was still absorbing the energy of the soul in the distance, Qin Fengming immediately dismissed the idea of ​​letting Xiaowan try to collect it.

"Since the Qingming Poisonous Mist can be restrained by the power of lightning, then Qin will use the power of lightning to try." Qin Fengming waved his hand to withdraw the ghost-eating fire, his brows relaxed suddenly, and he said slowly.

As soon as the words came out, his figure flickered, and he left the stone platform, floating on the stone wall on one side of the stone platform.

With a flick of his arm, Xuan Wei Qing Jian appeared in his palm.The blade of the sword flashed compelling fluorescence, and strands of electric arcs traveled and lased continuously on it.

With a slight flash in his eyes, Qin Fengming immediately waved his arms out without hesitation.

"Bang!" With a bang, the sharp Xuanwei Qingyan sword immediately chopped into the hard stone wall of the stone platform.As the blade flashed, a huge rock fell down.

The Qingming poisonous mist here was sealed in the stone wall by the monk surnamed Lian by some means.Although the fog is terrifying, it obviously has no effect on the rocks here.

Seeing that the stone wall was easily chopped off by Xuan Weiqing's sword, Qin Fengming's heart immediately relaxed.

So he didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately waved his arms quickly, and the sword blade slashed on the stone wall one after another...

"Say!" Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, and Qin Fengming's arm was immediately shaken by a powerful rebound force.It was a sudden and powerful force that made his arms go numb.

"Restriction, there is actually a restriction here?" Qin Fengming's heart tightened, and he let out a voice of surprise.

In the voice of the words, Qin Fengming's consciousness had landed on the rock in front of him.A layer of faint fluorescent light shines, and a faint atmosphere of restraint emerges from it.

"Could it be possible to seal the poisonous mist of Qingming that even true immortals dare not easily contaminate?" Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

The poisonous mist of Qingming here is all inside the stone platform. If there is no way to seal it, the poisonous mist of Qingming will collapse long ago.But Qin Fengming really couldn't think of how the poisonous mist of Qingming, which was regarded as a dangerous existence by Xingyun Palace, could be banned and trapped.

"There is a strong breath of vitality in this forbidden breath. Could it be that the poisonous mist of Qingming can be sealed by the breath of vitality?"

Qin Fengming's consciousness locked on the stone in front of him tightly, his expression suddenly changed, and he said anxiously again.

As Qin Fengming's words came out, he had already made a judgment in his heart.What he said should be the truth.

No wonder the monk surnamed Lian dared to pay a price to enter the Youmo Mountain Range. It turned out that he knew that the breath of vitality could restrain the poisonous mist of Qingming.And he himself is the one who cultivates and comprehends the vitality and artistic conception of life.

Qin Fengming's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly figured out the key point.

When he thought that what the monk surnamed Lian was comprehending was the artistic conception of life vitality, Qin Fengming suddenly felt excited.

This life vitality artistic conception is a strange artistic conception that can provide vitality to others.The vital breath of life has indescribable benefits for monks to repair injuries and restore their state.

If the cultivator surnamed Lian really comprehended the artistic conception of life vitality, Qin Fengming really couldn't just kill him.

"It seems that this stone wall cannot be easily damaged. If we want to obtain this poisonous mist, we have to think of other ways." Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself in a deep voice.

After a while, Qin Fengming's figure flickered, and he returned to the broken stone platform.

He suddenly remembered that the spirit cast spells earlier, the spirit didn't cast any spells to drive the formation, it just gathered the surrounding energy, and then drew wisps of poisonous mist of Qingming out of the stone platform.

From this point of view, the Qingming Poisonous Mist is not unattractive.

When Qin Fengming thought of it, he implemented it. When he sacrificed the formula in his hand, a gust of wind suddenly blew up around him.

The wind whistled, and in an instant, a hurricane vortex appeared around Qin Fengming's body.The vortex grew gradually, covering a range of thirty to forty feet in a short time.

"If that's the case, the pitch-black mist can be drawn from above." A moment later, as a burst of black energy suddenly shot out from the crack, Qin Fengming's surprise words also sounded.

In the voice of the words, the sweeping hurricane disappeared.Several strands of sword energy flashed, slashing directly towards the suddenly emerging green and black energy.

Amidst the chi chi sound, the bluish-black energy, which was not thick at all, was immediately chopped off by several sword qi.The power of thunder and lightning contained in Qin Fengming's blade was really effective against the green and black energy.

The green and black energy that was cut into pieces drifted away on the spot and no longer condensed.

"Okay, Qin, let's try, how can we refine this Qingming poisonous mist." Seeing the green and black energy floating in front of the vitality energy, Qin Fengming suppressed the agitation in his heart, and said sharply in his mouth.