Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Even Fairy Lechan, who was among the crowd, looked nervous at this moment.

Although she has some understanding of Yanhun, she doesn't know much about Wanhunzong.Her foundation back then was very far away from the Ten Thousand Soul Sect, and she had never met the Ten Thousand Soul Sect monks face to face.

Hearing Duan De's worried words, Le Chan was also worried.

The one with the most peace of mind is the Haiyi Saint Ancestor.Since meeting Qin Fengming, he has watched Qin Fengming come all the way to Yuncang Villa.

This journey is not smooth, but thorny every step of the way.

However, it was a matter that the ancestor of Haiyi had to deal with extremely strenuously and with all his strength, but in the end, Qin Fengming got through it without any danger.If the ancestor of Haiyi hadn't seen it in person, he would never have imagined that a monk at the top of the Xuan rank would be able to retreat unscathed from those things.

This is the case with the Demon Martingale, the Qingshi City, and the later Qingfu Demon.

Now that he met the ancestor of the Yanhun sect of the Wanhun sect, although it was dangerous, the ancestor of Haiyi felt calm when he thought of Qin Fengming's endless tricks.It's just that the ancestor of Haiyi couldn't think of any means Qin Fengming could use to deal with the grand formation of the Wanhun Sect this time.

"The agreed half-day time has arrived, and the joint attack circle is about to be closed."

As soon as the time came, Duan De's words resounded between heaven and earth.The sound filled the air, waves of waves swept across the world, and the vast mist was swept by the sound waves, and immediately surged into huge waves.

However, the dark mist that covered the vast area did not retreat rapidly with Duan De's words.

Instead of shrinking, the mist suddenly surged up, and a turbulent state that was more intense than before appeared in the vast mist.

"The majestic Myriad Soul Sect, do you want to go back on what you say, and be a shameless villain?" The voice rose again, and several monks from the Duan family shouted and asked.

However, no one answered the crowd, and the mist surged, more powerful than before.

"Since the Wanhun Sect doesn't abide by the rules, let's work together to destroy their joint magic circle." Duan De glared angrily, and said abruptly.As he said the words, his figure has already jumped out.

The other Yuncang Mountain Villa monks followed closely, and soon reached the edge of the dark mist.The figure flickered, and soon a joint attack formation combining nine people formed on the spot.

"Shoot!" With almost no hesitation, Duan De yelled out.

Following the sudden appearance of a wave of light, a huge black hammer suddenly flashed in midair.The sledgehammer appeared, and an energy vortex swept out immediately, and the surrounding violent world energy swept like a hurricane, quickly gathering around the sledgehammer.

Seeing the huge hammer sacrificed by nine monks of the Duan family, the eyes of the red demon patriarch suddenly jumped.

The terrifying fluctuations on the giant hammer suddenly gave him an irresistible feeling.It seemed that no matter what means he resorted to, he couldn't intercept the bombardment under the giant hammer.

The sledgehammer just showed up, and immediately carried a whistling sound of piercing through the sky, and bombarded towards the turbulent and monstrous mist in front of it.

The sledgehammer touched the mist without any hindrance, and entered the mist directly as if entering a land of nothing.The turbulent mist scattered in all directions, and a channel with a width of tens of feet suddenly appeared in the thick and turbulent mist.

The giant hammer whizzed away and flew dozens of miles away in an instant.

Looking at the empty place covered by thick and cloudy mist, everyone in the Duan family who launched an attack suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression.

Such a huge and thick mist permeated the area, but there was nothing inside. This situation left everyone in Duan De speechless, wondering if they would attack again.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the mist seemed harmless, but if they entered it, they would be trapped by the mist and it would be difficult to get out.

"You have received the Ten Thousand Souls Killing God Formation, that junior is not something that can be captured and killed easily by the magic circle."

Just when Duan De and the others were unable to advance or retreat, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the distant villa.

The words were calm and the voice was not loud, but the sound was extremely penetrating, and it was easily transmitted hundreds of miles away, reaching the ears of everyone in Duan De.

The one who spoke was none other than the Flaming Soul Sacred Ancestor.

"Old Ancestor, let's perform the spell for another hour. No matter what happens after an hour, we will stop immediately. Maybe that kid has reached the point of being very tenacious, and it will be difficult to hold on for half an hour."

Immediately following the words of the ancestor of the flame soul, a dull and somewhat hazy word came out of the thick fog.

Amidst the rolling and intertwining mist all over the sky, Qin Fengming's shouts resounded through the air, but they did not pass through.

The voice was full of fury and yelling, but at the same time it seemed trembling and unsteady: "You Wanhunzong did not abide by the agreement, you are despicable and shameless, quickly... quickly disarm the magic circle, and let your young master go away."

Amidst the sound resounding, one after another ghost figures are continuously flying towards the two kinds of places where the two kinds of mist are intertwined and have expanded to a radius of one or two thousand feet.

Outside this foggy area, countless ghosts and ghosts gather.

Only the four Myriad Soul Sect monks know exactly how many ghosts there are here.Moreover, these ghosts have extraordinary cultivation levels, and any one of them has the aura of ghost masters.

The most frightening thing is that these ghosts seem to have some spiritual intelligence, which can activate various magical powers.

These ghosts are the spirit servants sacrificed by the monks of the Wanhun sect.

The so-called samurai are different from ghosts and ghosts in the Thousand Soul Banner and Banner of Thousand Souls sacrificed by other monks. These ghosts, called samurai, are all integrated with special spirit patterns.

The clan treasure of the Wanhun Sect is not a treasure, but a combined attack formation: the Wanhun Slaying God Formation.

As long as the cultivation level reaches a certain level, one can enter the abyss of the ghost cave of Wanhunzong, and can capture ghosts and ghosts to refine samurai souls.

Because the refining method has the same origin, any monk of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect can work together to mobilize the Ten Thousand Souls Killing God Formation.This is also the case, the power of this magic circle that requires the joint efforts of monks to activate is also determined by the number of monks and the level of samurai in it. The more ghosts there are and the higher their level, the greater the power of the Thousand Souls Killing God Formation.

At this time, Qin Fengming, who was trapped in the Ten Thousand Souls Killing God Formation, howled resoundingly, full of anger at the monks of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect for not keeping the agreement, and at the same time, when it was obvious that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, he seemed to be in constant danger. stoic.

Hearing Qin Fengming's angry shouts, the four Ten Thousand Soul Sect cultivators were willing to fall short, so they insisted on capturing and killing each other completely in the combined attack formation.

Everyone in Duan De was helpless, knowing that it was impossible to break through this big formation that was two or three hundred miles wide with the power of attack.Standing on the spot for a while, there was no movement.

Amidst the intense concern of the monks of the Duan family, an hour passed.

The mist surged, and there was still no intention of putting it away.

Just when Duan De was about to scold again, a figure shot out from the villa, and a sentence resounded in the vast world again: "You wait to close the combined attack formation."

This time the voice was majestic and could not be questioned at all.

As this voice spread throughout the world, a laugh full of joy also resounded in the world: "Hahaha... It's a pity that Qin hasn't enjoyed himself enough, so you call it a day."

"You... are you okay? You've been lying to me all this time!"

"Ah, most of my samurai souls have disappeared, could it be that you killed them?"

Qin Fengming's laughter sounded, and then two surprised questions sounded in the rapidly shrinking fog.