Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

|.|With Qin Fengming's mind, of course he knew what the old ghost cultivator meant. But he didn't want to expose his trump card.

"Hmm. I think it's impossible to have too many extremely powerful attack talismans. Hey, if there are a lot of those talismans, you and I can easily pass the most difficult level below."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the old ghost cultivator couldn't help but said silently. Although he has not been in the world of immortal cultivation, he does not know a little bit of common sense. The power of the four attack talismans offered by the young man in front of him was so powerful that he saw them. of terror.

If he hadn't been extremely familiar with the local environment and had a quick movement technique, he might have fallen into it with that blow.

"My friend, there will be three roads in the canyon in front of us. On each road, there will be several guards. And as long as the guards on one road are touched, the other two guards will also appear. out.

Under such circumstances, we will face nearly twenty mid-term ghost kings. This is only the number recorded in the previous books. You and I will act together. Whether there will be more. I am not sure. But this place is extremely difficult to pass. .You can already see it from the few skeletons in front."

The old man said, pointing to the dense white bones scattered on the ground about ten feet away with his hand, and said with a solemn expression.

Qin Fengming had already seen the white bones on the ground in front of him and judged in his heart that they should be the senior monks who had broken through the barrier before. But what puzzled him was that he did not see any bones around the bones. There are things like rings.

"Senior, if you have any plans, please tell me as much as you can. I will definitely follow my lead." Qin Fengming nodded and said nothing else.

"Haha. Now that my friend has said so, I will speak frankly. If you and I want to pass the final hurdle before us, it will be difficult to do so without making some sacrifices. Twenty feet ahead there is a flat area of ​​nearly forty to fifty feet. You can place the array there.

After a while, I took the risk to attract all the guards on the three roads. My friend immediately activated the magic circle to trap them. Then you and I immediately ran towards the exit. In this way, my friend's magic circle The formation will inevitably be abandoned."

The old man looked at Qin Fengming. After a while, he said firmly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly changed. His eyes flashed continuously. After a long time, he seemed to have made a decision.

"That's alright. Since the seniors have said it, the juniors will follow what the seniors say."

Of course Qin Fengming also knew that. If it was true as the old ghost cultivator in front of him said, there would be as many as twenty mid-stage ghost king guards in the canyon in front of him. No matter how powerful the Six Yang Formation was, it would be absolutely difficult to trap and kill all the guards. Within the array.

The old man said this. It is a solution with the minimum cost.

From the perspective of the old ghost cultivator, the young monk in front of him only relied on that extremely powerful magic circle. If he were to abandon it, the threat to him in the future would be greatly reduced.

The two of them had finished their negotiation. Their figures swayed and they entered the misty canyon.

It was true as what the old ghost cultivator said. After only walking more than twenty feet, a vast flat land appeared in front of Qin Fengming. Without hesitation, Qin Fengming flew forward and arranged the Six Yang Formation on the spot.

The old ghost cultivator didn't need to be reminded. He moved forward quickly and disappeared into the mist ahead. He disappeared without a trace.

In just a moment, bursts of deafening energy blasting sounds came from the canyon ahead. The sound was extremely dense. It seemed like there were more than a dozen monks fighting in a melee.

As the sound gradually approached, a thin figure first appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

The clothes on this figure were in pieces at this time. Black blood was covered in the tattered clothes. Although this figure looked like it might fall to the ground at any time, its speed was extremely fast.

As soon as it appeared in Qin Fengming's consciousness, an afterimage appeared. Two flashes came to Qin Fengming's side. He said anxiously:

"Little friend, those ghosts are here..." Before he could finish his words, the old man gritted his teeth and was unable to say anything else.

There was no need for the old ghost cultivator to say anything. Qin Fengming had already seen it. Just a dozen feet behind the old man, on the spacious canyon road, there were nearly twenty ghosts in the middle stage of the ghost king flying towards them. The speed was extremely fast. It seemed that they were not even close to each other. Not much slower than the old ghost cultivator.

Qin Fengming was standing in the middle of the flat square. Suddenly he saw so many ghost kings coming together, and his scalp felt numb. If these powerful beings attacked together, how powerful would it be? Qin Fengming didn't need to think about it carefully. Able to know very much.

With a flick of his finger, a slight buzzing sound suddenly sounded.

Just when nearly twenty ghosts all entered the range of the Six Yang Formation, a gray-white wall flashed with white light and suddenly appeared around the square.

"Senior, you and I should leave quickly."

Qin Fengming tapped the array disk lightly, and the two figures were teleported out of the Six Yang Formation. Then Qin Fengming threw the array disk towards the huge light shield without hesitation, and ran towards the canyon without stopping.

Although the old ghost cultivator was in great pain all over his body at this moment, at this critical moment of life and death, he did not need Qin Fengming to remind him. He turned into an afterimage and flew forward without missing a beat.

The unrealistic idea of ​​driving the Six Yang Formation to kill nearly twenty ghosts in the middle stage of the Ghost Lord has never appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.

Just when Qin Fengming activated the Liuyang Formation and trapped the guards, a frightening roar also came from the formation. Although the ghosts were not very intelligent, they also knew that the place they were in was not what they were. The good part was that he relied on instinct and started to attack all around quickly.

It only took Qin Fengming and the two of them a moment to reach the fork.

The old ghost cultivator seemed to know the route. He ran towards the canyon on the left without hesitation.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming naturally didn't hesitate much. His body swayed. Biyun Muzong spread out his body skills, resisting the huge pressure outside his body and the wind blade slashing, and followed closely.

But just when the two of them had just submerged into the canyon, a roar suddenly came from behind them.

Hearing this voice, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel shocked. The Liuyang Formation was destroyed by nearly twenty ghosts so quickly.

The old ghost cultivator suddenly heard a roar coming from behind him. His body suddenly shook. Then his speed increased by two points. Without saying a word, he ran forward.

Seeing the old ghost cultivator like this, Qin Fengming didn't know the cause and effect, but he also knew that the old ghost cultivator must have a deep meaning. He held a stack of talismans tightly in both hands and ran quickly without falling down.

The speed of the two of them was already extremely fast, but the roaring sounds behind them seemed to be even faster.

When Qin Fengming and his two men only ran thirty or forty feet away, dozens of ghostly figures appeared behind them in their consciousness.

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