Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

(.Purple You Pavilion) What we encountered after that was exactly what the old ghost cultivator said. There was only one guard of the ghost king that we encountered at several forks in the road. After that, the number of guards that appeared each time became two or three.

Although the canyon is not very wide, it is still ten or twenty feet wide.

Qin Fengming followed the instructions and took out the Six Yang Formation. Under the temptation of the old ghost cultivator, the two of them cooperated with each other to kill the guards who appeared. The speed was extremely fast.

But under this condition, the medium-grade spiritual stones in Qin Fengming's arms were consumed at a faster rate.

After turning a fork in the road, Qin Fengming finally experienced the power of the phantom formation for the first time.

Just as Qin Fengming followed the old ghost cultivator into the entrance of a canyon, he felt a lightness under his feet. Although there was still a canyon in front of him, Qin Fengming also knew that he had finally stepped into the illusion formation.

The old ghost cultivator was also quick to see the opportunity. Although he did not know the secret, he was still very aware of the fact that he had entered the illusion array. Therefore, as soon as he entered the illusion array, he immediately reminded Qin Fengming and said: "Little friend, quickly set up the magic array. Come out. Next, we will face attacks from several ghosts."

With a wave of his hand, the six formation flags shot out to a distance of ten feet around him.

Just when Qin Fengming had just set up the magic circle, a loud roar suddenly came out from the thick fog ahead. The rattling sound was extremely frightening. From the roar alone, Qin Fengming judged that there were at least eight ghosts. .

Following the roar, the thick fog 20 feet ahead rolled violently. Eight figures quickly jumped out of the ghost mist. Without stopping at all, they swooped towards the old ghost cultivator standing in front of them.

Facing the existence of so many ghost kings in the middle stage, the old ghost cultivator had an extremely serious expression. He waved his hands rapidly, and jet-black sword energy shot out from his hands, immediately sealing off the entire canyon a few feet in front of him.

"Little friend, activate the magic circle quickly. It is impossible for me to block so many ghosts."

Just as the old ghost cultivator was shouting, a tall ghost had already broken through the old man's sword energy barrier. It quickly swung out its huge palm and dealt a blow with the old ghost cultivator.

The skinny old ghost cultivator followed the opponent's blow and flew straight towards where Qin Fengming was standing like a kite with a broken string.

"Senior, don't be surprised. This junior is already prepared." Following Qin Fengming's words, eight tall ghosts appeared in front of Qin Fengming. They ran to Qin Fengming very fast.

Eight pairs of fierce palms swung towards Qin Fengming.

"Huh. Huh.~~~" Eight pairs of palms surged, hitting the body of the young monk who was standing still almost in no particular order at the same time.

But the expected scene of blood splattering did not appear. A vast plain covered with rubble appeared in front of eight ghostly figures. The young man who had been standing before had disappeared.

The buzzing sound rose loudly. A thick electric arc as thick as an arm shot down from the gray sky. The sound of 'cracking...stab.' suddenly sounded, which was mixed with a huge roar.

The scorching sun and cold light sword slashed and slashed in the six-yang formation. The eight ghostly ghosts, whose bodies were charred, were all killed by Qin Fengming in the formation with just candles and incense.

Although these guards who appeared in the maze have reached the middle stage of the ghost king, their own magical powers are far from the real existence of the middle stage ghost king. Although they themselves have a certain degree of sanity, they are not the same as humans. His intelligence is incomparable. His attacks are based on instinct.

If a real ghost king is trapped in the Liuyang Formation in the middle stage, with his own powerful secret techniques and magic weapons, it is definitely not something that Qin Fengming can kill in a short time. It is very possible for him to eventually break out of the formation.

"Hahaha. My little friend's magic circle is very powerful. The eight ghosts that were so difficult to deal with were killed so easily by me. It seems that with this magic circle, we can successfully get through the maze at the end. I have a lot of hope. A lot more."

Seeing that the eight ghost kings in the middle stage, who he was extremely afraid of, fell and died in the magic circle in front of him. The old ghost cultivator couldn't help but his face condensed, and he laughed.

Although the magic formation of the young man in front of him was very powerful, the old ghost cultivator didn't have much fear. As long as he didn't accidentally fall into the magic formation, he didn't have much fear of the young man in front of him.

Qin Fengming smiled slightly but did not answer. He waved to put away the Six Yang Formation. At the same time, he held a medium-grade spiritual stone in each hand and tried his best to restore his magic power.

As the eight ghosts disappeared, Qin Fengming felt the energy of the place around him ripple slightly, and calmness returned.

"Okay. This illusory formation has been broken by the two of me. You and I quickly move forward to search for the path, hoping to escape from this maze as soon as possible."

As the two of them continued to go deeper, the number of guards they encountered also continued to increase. However, with the cooperation between Qin Fengming's Liuyang Formation and the old ghost cultivator, it seemed extremely easy to kill them.

Two days later, a more gloomy canyon appeared in front of them.

In the past two days, the two of them wandered around like headless flies in the canyons. The route they took was repeated several times. What made Qin Fengming feel at ease was that the repeated route they took was not the same. Another guard showed up.

Looking at the dark canyon in front of him, the withered face of the old ghost cultivator couldn't help but smile. Although the smile still looked eerie to Qin Fengming, Qin Fengming also knew in his heart that this canyon should be here. There is no doubt that there is an exit to a huge maze.

"Senior, can you escape from this maze by passing through the canyon in front of you?" Suddenly seeing the expression of the old ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming moved his hands slightly in the sleeves of his robe. Two stacks of talismans appeared in his hands. At the same time, he asked in a calm tone. road.

The old ghost cultivator in front of him is not a kind person. If he has any backup plan and suddenly attacks himself, he will be in a dangerous situation.

"Haha. What my little friend said is half right. I have indeed seen some introductions to this maze in the past books. It is said that when you reach the end of the maze, a strange situation will appear. As long as you encounter it, it will be with that maze. The exit is not far away.

But it is also said in the classics that the dangers in the so-called vision will be even greater. Only by passing the final hurdle can we successfully enter the teleportation array leading to the next hell."

Thinking back to the last situation he encountered in the First Hell, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

If he hadn't taken the risk to use Xuantian Microstep, he would have been intercepted by several or even dozens of level nine fire beasts. As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically.

"Senior, do you know what the danger is at the last hurdle?"

Looking at the dark canyon in front of him, the old ghost cultivator thought for a moment and then said in a calm tone: "The introduction in the classics I have seen is extremely vague. There is no clear explanation of the dangers."

After a short pause, the old man looked at Qin Fengming again. His eyes flashed with brilliance. He said in a deep voice: "Little friend, I don't know how many of the extremely powerful attack talismans you used back then are still alive."

Suddenly hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming's heart flashed with lightning. He answered without much hesitation:

"To be honest, senior, that kind of attack talisman is extremely precious. It was obtained by the junior from an ancient cave. At that time, there were only a dozen. Only when it is extremely dangerous, the junior will sacrifice it. Even so. .The junior only has five cards left in his hand at this time."

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