Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

-.-With Qin Fengming's cultivation at this time, he also knew very well in his heart that even if the thing the two of them were fighting for in the distance was the precious treasures obtained from Baihua Valley, it would be absolutely difficult for him to go up and snatch it with his own means.

With the powerful pressure displayed by the two monks, Qin Fengming could tell at a glance that the cultivation of these two people had reached the peak of the intermediate stage of infant transformation. As long as the opportunity came, it would be impossible to break through the bottleneck of the late stage of infant transformation. No doubt about it.

As Qin Fengming was thinking in his mind, the two people in the distance stopped talking. In this situation, the old woman also understood that the other party was coming for the treasure in her arms.

So when she opened her mouth, a flower basket magic weapon appeared above her head. She pointed it out with her finger. The flower basket disappeared in a flash. When it flashed out again, it had already flown above the male cultivator's head. Speed. So fast. It's like teleporting.

"Hahaha. Fairy Yao's natal magic weapon seems to be more powerful than before. It will undoubtedly take a lot of effort for me to deal with it."

Following the male monk's words, a simple shield suddenly appeared above his head. The shield was extremely black, with a thick layer of black light covering it. In a flash, the old man was covered in it.

Just when the old man offered up the shield magic weapon, the flower basket magic weapon in the air had also begun to move. Under the vibration, brightly colored fist-sized flowers flew out from one of them. They slowly fell towards the old man guarding the shield below.

They look like bright flowers falling slowly, but when they fly across the sky, they all have an extremely obvious trace of breaking through the sky.

Facing this strange scene displayed by the flower basket magic weapon, Yang Kaishan, who was under the shield, also showed a solemn look at this time. Although he said it easily, he was very cautious about the old woman in front of him.

This old woman, Yang Kaishan, had fought against her once before. At that time, both of them were in the early stages of transforming into infants. When they fought with each other, they both tried their best. Although Yang Kaishan was superior in skills in the end, he did not win. How about this old woman?

At this time, both of them were in the middle stage of transformation. They fought again. Their methods at this time were already more powerful.

Faced with the attack of the old woman's magic weapon, Yang Kaishan did not stop after offering the shield magic weapon. Instead, he opened his mouth and a skull flew out of his mouth. In a flash, it stayed on the shield. Above the magic weapon.

Before the flowers in the air touched the shield, the huge skull had already turned into a size of ten feet. As soon as Senbai's huge mouth opened, a ball of green will-o'-the-wisp flew out of the mouth. In a flash, it turned into a fist. The flames attack the flowers falling in the air.

As the flowers fell, the flowers began to rotate at high speed out of thin air. Under the high-speed rotation of the flowers, the gorgeous petals turned into Dawson Han's sword blades, and he hesitated as the flowers rotated.

"Bang. Bang.~~~" In a moment, on the empty mountains, the sound of explosions sounded like exploding beans. The attacks from both sides actually showed a situation where it was difficult to tell the winner.

"Hmph. Who is this old man? It turns out to be Taoist Yang from the Yinsha Sect. I heard that Taoist Taoist died three hundred years ago. I never thought that Taoist Taoist's death turned out to be a smoke."

As Yang Kaishan had to sacrifice his own magic weapon to resist the opponent's powerful attack, the old woman's eyes flashed and she had already recognized the owner of the huge skeleton magic weapon in front of her.

"Hahaha. Fairy Yao has not yet passed away. How could Yang pass away first? This time he came out again, but it was with the intention of sending Fairy Yao off first."

Seeing that the other party recognized him, Yang Kaishan did not have any intention of concealing it anymore. He immediately waved his hand and the gauze on his face disappeared. His original face was revealed in front of the old woman.

Humph. The old man is really arrogant. After so many years, you have not broken through the bottleneck of the middle stage of infant transformation and entered the late stage. You no longer want to do what he wants in this life. Counting on the fingers, your life span is only a hundred years. Stay longer. It is no longer useful to be alive. I will send you back to the west."

Although the two of them spoke fiercely, their hands never stopped. As both sides waved rapidly, four more magic weapons with huge power were displayed in the air. The two were entangled and locked in a stalemate in the air.

Two monks who were in the middle stage of transforming into infants wanted to kill each other in just a moment. However, neither of them had such means.

Seeing that the magic weapon was unable to make any achievements, Yang Kaishan frowned slightly. As soon as the magic formula inside his body moved, a layer of black mist quickly poured out from his body, and his figure was instantly wrapped in it.

Under the rapid movement of the spells in his body, runes flew out of his mouth. As his hands flew rapidly, the black mist around him began to roll violently.

Looking at the monk in front of her performing the spell, the old woman's face became more and more solemn. At first, she was defeated by a powerful secret technique of the monk opposite. Now she saw the other monk performing the spell, but the old woman also became more vigilant. Get up.

Without much hesitation, the old woman also waved out her hands. As soon as the wall was covered, her figure was wrapped up. Even Qin Fengming's powerful consciousness made it difficult to see the old woman's figure at this time.

"Giggle. I didn't expect that I had just escaped from trouble and met two infant monks. Seeing that you two are eternal enemies, I became kind. If anyone takes the initiative to recognize me as my master, I will The Lord took action and helped him kill the other person. I don’t know what you two want."

Just when Yang Kaishan and the old woman were respectively activating the magic power in their bodies and exerting their own powerful secret techniques, an extremely wild sound of female laughter came from the mountains in the distance.

As the sound spread, a colorful streak appeared from the mist in the distance. After a few flashes, it shot in front of the two people.

As the colorful light faded, an extremely gorgeous woman appeared on the spot. This woman had an extremely handsome face. Her beautiful nose and eyes were as beautiful as snow. However, she was only in her twenties.

"Ah. Who are you? You are just a monk in the early stage of transforming into an infant. You can speak so loudly."

Following Yang Kaishan's loud shout, the two people who had not yet completed the spell retracted their hand gestures and reappeared. At the same time, under the urging of their spiritual thoughts, their respective magic weapons were separated. Each guard was on the other side. on the chest.

Faced with the sudden arrival of a monk who transformed into an infant, both parties in the fight were shocked. Although the newcomer's realm was slightly inferior, no one dared to take it lightly.

Seeing each other's beautiful face, their hearts suddenly changed. After thinking carefully, neither of them had the slightest trace left. They heard the meaning of the other's words, but they were extremely arrogant. The two of them were in the middle stage of transformation, so they were naturally angry in their hearts. Not small.

The two of them are also people who have survived for nearly a thousand years. Such a beautiful female cultivator dared to say such words to two mid-stage infant transformation monks. With hundreds of years of experience in cultivating immortals, the two of them would not treat the female cultivator in front of them like this. Take it as a joke.

"Keke. It doesn't matter who my master is. What's important is that only one of you two can survive. The price of survival is to recognize this master as my master. If I hadn't needed a servant at this time, you two No one can escape death."

The beautiful female cultivator looked at the two of them. Her expression remained extremely calm. She smiled slightly, but she seemed to be telling a trivial matter that was ordinary to her.

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