Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Following Taoist Feijian's voice, two figures rushed to one side.

The two were old acquaintances, so there was no need to test anything, as soon as they stood still, the white-clothed old man and Taoist Feijian sacrificed their own magic weapons and fought together.

When Taoist Flying Sword opened his mouth, seven flying swords flew out of his mouth, unfolded in the air, and turned into seven huge flying swords one after another. It has the state of seven stars.

This Taoist, originally used the magic weapon of his life, which can actually form a sword array.

Magical treasures, especially natal magic treasures, if they appear in a complete set, the difficulty, whether it is during refining or sacrificial in the body, is extremely difficult, and monks need to put in many times the painstaking efforts of others.

Of course, if the magic weapon is sacrificed successfully, its power is much greater than that of a single magic weapon.At this time, the power of the seven flying swords is more than doubled when they form a sword formation.

Just as Taoist Flying Sword sacrificed his talisman and formed a sword array, the old man in white didn't hesitate at all.After opening his mouth, something wrapped in gold and blue light flew out of his mouth.

In a flash, it turned into a huge chessboard.Dao Dao runes shine on the chessboard. The 36 chess pieces, shining with golden and blue light, flew out from the chessboard, and they also stabilized their positions under the rapid flashing in the air.

I saw that there seemed to be a magic circle hidden in the position of the chess pieces.

No wonder Taoist Flying Sword, with his seven flying swords, is still afraid of this white-clothed old man. It turns out that this white-clothed old man sacrificed a set of natal magic weapons.

The two didn't answer, they activated their magic weapons one after another, and rushed towards each other.

Just as Taoist Flying Sword and the white-clothed old man were leaving, the monk surnamed Lin and the old man surnamed Tang with a black face were also entangled by a mangma mountain monk respectively.The other monks of the Absolute Soul Hall were not idle either, and with their figures flickering, they also fought with a monk from Mangma Mountain.

Immediately, within a few miles around, eight pairs of Chengdan cultivators fought together, not giving in to each other.Huge magic weapons flashed with dazzling rays of light and flew indefinitely everywhere, and the deafening huge bang bang sounded one after another, shaking the whole field.

At this time, there were two Mangma Mountain monks standing still, staring at the crowd fighting with all their attention.

With the ability of monks Chengdan, they would not do the thing of defeating the few with the more. At this time, they just see which fellow from the same sect is slightly invincible, and then they will help one or two.

Sixteen alchemy cultivators were fighting at the scene, but none of them used the secret technique, but only drove their natal magic weapons to deal with each other. Although the scene was extremely fierce, none of them was in danger of life.

Thinking about these monks, they are all human beings who have survived for hundreds of years. Although the two sides belong to two hostile camps, it is extremely unrealistic to kill each other in an instant when they reach the alchemy level.Unless the treasure used by one party is much stronger than that of the other party.

But this kind of situation is rare, because each person's talisman has been sacrificially refined in their own body for two to three hundred years, even if they lose a little, it is not possible to tell the winner in a short time.

The most dangerous thing at this time was the fight between the old man in white and Taoist Flying Sword, two alchemy peak cultivators.

Taoist Flying Sword was originally a monk of the magic way, but when his magic power was fully activated, his seven natal magic weapons were carrying a jet of black mist.The seven natal magic weapons flickered in the thick black mist, and the huge coercion gushed out even more.

Although it is in the Tianyan Mountains, where the energy of the fire attribute is extremely abundant, it is filled with an extremely cold aura.If it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, just touching this astonishing coercion would already collapse to the ground, without the slightest desire to fight.

Although facing such a sharp magic weapon of Daoist Feijian, the old man in white has a calm expression on his face.

The huge chessboard he was driving seemed extremely mysterious.The 36 chess pieces on the chessboard seem to be alive, but the attacks displayed by each piece are ever-changing.

The pawns transformed into spears and halberds, stabbing rapidly; the four cannon-character magic weapons were roaring continuously, tongues of fire spewed out, and the elephant horses galloped rapidly, as if ten thousand horses were galloping. In such a situation, if Qin Fengming stayed there At the scene, you will definitely be stunned.

The battles between the monks in the later stage of Chengdan were extremely mysterious.

As time passed slowly, the mentality of the monks on both sides of the battle changed drastically. On the side of Mangma Mountain, there is an advantage in the number of people, so there is no need to worry about it.But Daoist Feijian became more and more anxious in their hearts.

Although the magic weapons driven by the old man in white and Taoist Flying Sword are both extremely powerful, as time passed, the old man in white appeared to be more and more calm.As for Taoist Flying Sword, his magic weapon became more and more difficult to move.

Under the constant attack of dozens of chess pieces from the opponent, the seven-handed flying sword gradually lost the wind completely. At this time, Taoist Feijian had more than enough defense, but the attack was already weak.

In the other battles at this time, on the side of the Absolute Soul Hall, except for the monk surnamed Lin and the three peak monks in the late stage of alchemy, the other three were at a disadvantage.

Cultivator surnamed Lin drove his Ice Soul Sword to attack the cultivator at Mount Mangma, while keeping an eye on the black-faced old man surnamed Tang.Although the mangma mountain cultivator's magic weapon was extremely sharp, the old man surnamed Lin didn't have much to worry about.Compared with other people, it seems to be much easier.

But at this time, the black-faced monk surnamed Tang, the younger brother of the old man surnamed Lin, was at a disadvantage. Although there would be no danger of his life for a short time, danger would inevitably appear after a long time.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Lin pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Tang, it is very difficult for us to win, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. You should find the right time and leave here immediately, Junior Brother. "

The black-faced old man was overjoyed when he received the senior brother's voice transmission. He already had the idea of ​​leaving, but at this moment he was still hesitant, so he immediately transmitted the voice transmission: "Okay, just follow what the senior brother said."

After the black-faced old man finished speaking, he raised his hands without hesitation, and suddenly, a huge ice cone covering the sky suddenly appeared, and in a flash, it shot towards the mangma mountain monk who was fighting with it.

There are a large number of these ice cones, there are hundreds of them, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum is astonishing.In a blink of an eye, they passed a distance of thirty or forty feet, and swarmed towards the monks of Mangma Mountain who were driving their magic weapon eighty feet away.

Seeing this suddenly, the mangma mountain monk was also shocked. Facing hundreds of astonishingly powerful ice cones, the mangma mountain monk would not put himself in danger.With a wave of his hand, he sacrificed a round shield magic weapon, and in a flash, it turned into a huge shield nearly ten feet in size to guard in front of him.

Just as the mangma mountain monk was preparing his defenses, the black-faced old man surnamed Tang suddenly turned his body around, and with a move of his hand, he rushed towards the distance with his talisman.