Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

The technique of evil eyes, that is, divine eyes and supernatural powers, is just that this technique of Flame Soul is extremely offensive.It can be said that the other party's supernatural powers are more powerful than Qin Fengming Lingqing's.

It is very powerful and rare to directly invade the monk's mind and produce some kind of illusion.

Fortunately, Qin Fengming has the means to deal with illusions. He had comprehended a lot of psychedelic spirit patterns in the past. Under guard, it is naturally difficult for the other party to make good use of this divine eye technique.

"Hey, the little guy has some tricks, no wonder he was able to capture several people of the same level with his own strength. Old man Yanhun, I don't know who is a fellow Taoist of the same level, please come forward and see."

Humming slightly, Yan Hun still didn't pay much attention to Qin Fengming, but looked at everyone in the Duan family and inspected them.

Seeing that Yanhun despised him so much, Qin Fengming was not annoyed, and smiled slightly: "There is indeed a Mahayana senior around Qin, but you are not qualified to see him."

Hearing Qin Fengming's extremely irritating words suddenly, Yanhun's eyes were icy cold, and a ball of energy like a raging flame suddenly evaporated all over his body.He said coldly: "The old man will kill you here to see if you are qualified."

The flames surged suddenly, and an incomparably cold wave suddenly permeated the air, like ripples rippling, slowly approaching Qin Fengming.

As the waves fluctuated, Qin Fengming could sense piercing shrill sounds from the void, as if countless knives were slicing across the hard steel surface, making disturbing screams.

It seems that this voice can penetrate into the monk's body and cut the soul of the monk.

There is a word 'flame' in the name of Yan Hun, which obviously has some kind of magical power of magic flame.

But the transpiration of the flames that appeared at this moment is far from that of ordinary magic flames.

"Yan Hun has burning soul demon flames in cultivation. You should not be afraid because of your spirit comparable to Mahayana. But you have to be careful of his rapid body attack." Just as Yan Hun's breath was transpiring, a sound transmission entered Qin Fengming's ears .

For Le Chan's reminder, Qin Fengming's vigilance surged.Qin Fengming has encountered quite a few Burning Soul Demon Flames.Some magic flames will have the effect of eroding the monk's spirit and mind.

It's just that the magic flame of the flame soul is so powerful that it can cause damage to others with just its breath.

The Burning Soul Demon Flame can be regarded as a pure soul attack.And Qin Fengming is really not afraid of the attack of the soul.The magic formula in the body moved slightly, and a layer of spiritual mist suddenly appeared around the body.

Amidst the surging mist, several spirit patterns loomed and spurted.

"Hmph, even if you want to sneak attack your young master, you can't do it even if you are a Mahayana." Just as Le Chan's voice transmission fell, a cold snort followed on the spot.As soon as the words appeared, a palm blade suddenly pierced through the air in front of Qin Fengming.

The palm blade is not big, only two or three feet in size, the palm looks wide and thick, but chopping flashes, a ray of incomparably sharp cutting power appears, just suddenly, a space crack appears in the void immediately.

The blade of the palm slashed down obliquely, with the intention of splitting Qin Fengming's shoulders and back into two halves.

However, a purple glow appeared out of thin air, directly blocking the front of the palm blade.Then there was a bang, purple awns rose into the sky, and the energy shock pervaded the air.

Qin Fengming only felt an icy cold hit his body, and the clothes on his body immediately made the sound of being torn, and when his flesh hurt, many marks appeared.

Although the palm blade that suddenly appeared in front of him was blocked and cracked by the Xuanzi Sword, the saber wind carried by the palm blade was still extremely capable of splitting, and it actually swept across Qin Fengming's body directly through the aura of Qin Fengming's body protection.

That is to say, Qin Fengming's physical body is strong, otherwise, just because of the wind of the knife, he must have already been injured.

Seeing that Qin Fengming didn't dodge the blow of the Flaming Soul, Le Chan was so heartbroken that she didn't jump out.She could never have imagined that Qin Fengming dared to confront Yanhun head-on.

Not only Le Chan, Duan De and all the monks of the Duan family were also dumbfounded and kept their mouths open for a long time.

Only Haiyi Shengzu and Chi Yao looked indifferent, without the slightest surprise.

"See how many blows you can withstand the old man!" One blow failed, followed by a shout.

Shouting the words, palm blades appeared one after another twenty or thirty feet in front of Qin Fengming.The palm blade was erratic, slashing towards Qin Fengming from all directions.

In an instant, Qin Fengming's body was covered by palm blades all over the sky.

The sound of the wind resounded, the light of the blade shone, and the void was suddenly filled with a crack that appeared and quickly closed, and Qin Fengming's figure suddenly disappeared.

Then there was a loud bang, and the sharp wind immediately swept across the vast world.

The members of the Duan family retreated with the Haiyi ancestor and the red demon, directly away from the world of battle.

"That's right, you actually resisted this wave of attacks from the old man. Your physical body is really far superior to those of the same level. I'm afraid it's no less tough than a Mahayana body-training fellow Daoist. If you continue to attack, you won't be able to resist. If you If the old man defeats you with such an attack, he will definitely be ridiculed by his colleagues, so please invite that Mahayana fellow to show up, and the old man will have a few words with him."

A startled voice sounded, Yan Hun stood still and did not continue to attack.His eyes flickered, looking at Qin Fengming, there was not much anger on his face.

Flame Soul is aware of the power of this wave of his attack, even if he is a monk of the same level, there are generally very few people who are willing to stand still and let him attack.However, the Xuan-rank cultivator in front of him actually managed to do this.

As Bang Ming disappeared, Qin Fengming's figure also appeared on the spot.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's clothes were in dilapidated condition, and his body was covered with scars. Although it was covered in blood, it was obvious that there were no serious injuries.

Qin Fengming's face was slightly pale, Xuan Zijian was floating behind him, and in his hands was holding a huge skeleton, it was the keel bone.

A keel carrying a complete innate spirit pattern, although not broken at the moment, has become radiant and turbulent under the attack of the flame soul, and it has obviously reached the limit that the keel can bear.

If it wasn't for Qin Fengming's incorporation of the chaotic spirit pattern on the keel, this keel would have been shattered by the attack of the flame soul long ago.

Looking at the keel in his hand, Qin Fengming felt very afraid of Yanhun's strength.

Flame Soul only launched this kind of attack, and did not add other methods. If this situation lasts for a cup of tea, Qin Fengming can't guarantee that he can still survive with only the dragon bone and the Xuanzi sword.

Seeing that Yanhun held on to his identity and stopped, Qin Fengming felt relieved.

His eyes flickered slightly, and a cold voice came out again: "That Mahayana is not here, but if Qin is captured, that Mahayana will definitely come. If you don't defeat Qin, you are not qualified to see that Mahayana." Yes, Mr. Qin has heard that your Ten Thousand Soul Sect is extremely good at the art of enslaving ghosts and souls, and I met you today, and I want to see how powerful it is."

After Qin Fengming finished speaking, a provocative look appeared in his eyes.

"Hmph, if you want to experience the ghost and god skills of my Ten Thousand Souls Sect, you don't need the ancestors to do anything. The four of us can let you see them, but I don't know if you dare to enter our Ten Thousand Souls Slaughtering God Formation?"

Before Yanhun could speak, a shout suddenly sounded in the villa.

The shouts resounded, and the four Wanhunzong monks who had retreated before reappeared.

Hearing the four people's words, Yanhun's expression moved slightly, but he didn't speak to stop him, but looked deeply at Qin Fengming, as if he wanted to see something from him.

"Qin Daoyou, the Ten Thousand Souls Killing God Formation of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect is a combined attack formation that can gather the power of several monks to besiege others. There are countless ghosts and ghosts that cannot be killed. Trapped in it, there has never been one below Mahayana. I heard that anyone survived."

Before Qin Fengming agreed, Duan De's rapid voice transmission had entered Qin Fengming's ears.