Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming, who was trapped in the magic circle, certainly didn't know anything about the outside world.

Although facing the trapped body array, he had no idea what kind of array it was, but he also knew at this time that this array might be a trapped array, and his own attacks were definitely not extremely powerful. Otherwise, he would definitely be attacked as soon as he entered the array. will be violently attacked,

Looking at the huge magic circle with rapidly flashing energy fluctuations around him, Qin Fengming frowned and did not dare to stay in this magic circle.

The people in the demon world are not reliable allies. It would be extremely unrealistic to expect the other party to break the formation. If you want to escape from the formation quickly, you have to rely on yourself.

When he raised his hand, the talisman in his hand was not sacrificed, but a colorful sword light flashed out,

"Boom," there was a loud sound, and the huge magic circle wall was seen. At the moment when the sword light was about to touch the wall, thick energy traveled rapidly on the wall, and an extremely huge wave of energy was heard. Black energy suddenly appeared, and in a flash, it blocked Qin Fengming's Qingyan sword light.

Looking at the huge wall that was not shaking at all, Qin Fengming was not shocked at all, but a smile suddenly appeared on his young face.

At this time, he was even more certain that the magic formation he was trapped in was a passive defense magic formation. Although Qin Fengming was slightly shocked by the defensive power, Qin Fengming would not be afraid of this kind of magic formation at all.

With a move of his hand, the thunder talisman has disappeared. The magic formula in his body moves. With his hands waving, the sword light shoots out in all directions like water bursting from a dam.

Looking from a distance, Qin Fengming seemed to be like a huge sword mass. In just an instant, he shot out hundreds of colorful sword lights in all directions.

Qin Fengming's movements were exactly the Thirteen Styles of Piaoliu Sword Technique that he had learned when he was a child.

Back when he was in the Jingyun Sect's formation, he had already integrated the Qing Yan Sword Technique into the swordsmanship in the secular martial arts world. Now when he used it again, the power was already many times more powerful than before.

Hundreds of sword rays that were comparable to the blows of a monk in the late stage of infant transformation were unleashed by Qin Fengming using the Thirteen Styles of Piaoliu Sword Technique. They struck the huge restricting wall around him almost simultaneously.

"Boom, boom,~~~" Hundreds of huge roaring sounds resounded within the huge wall at the same time.

Following the sharp slash of the huge sword light, a crisp explosion sounded amidst the huge roaring sound.

The seemingly extremely powerful trapping formation was easily torn apart by Qin Fengming's attacks and was destroyed in front of his eyes.

There are hundreds of Qingyan swords that are as powerful as a single blow from a great monk. They are so powerful that even a monk at the top of the Huaying Peak would never dare to face the peak and resist it.

Even if the senior who originally created Xuanwei Shangqingjue saw this move by Qin Fengming, he would definitely be stunned on the spot, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

The secret arts of monks are generally based on the monk's own magic power. The deeper the magic power, the more powerful the secret skills he performs. However, if a monk can use hundreds of secret skills attacks in a moment, it will not be effective for most people. It is absolutely difficult for a monk to do this.

To activate secret techniques, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate mana before it can be used.

As for Qin Fengming's Qing Yan Sword Technique, although it may be slightly inferior to the same secret technique in terms of one-hit power, it is a different approach and its activation speed is difficult to compare with other secret techniques.

Although the mana consumed by each activation is extremely huge, for Qin Fengming, mana is something that he is most afraid of consuming. Even if he consumes it for several days, he will not show any signs of depletion.

The power of this wave of attacks is no different from that of dozens of late-stage Huaying Daxiu cultivators attacking the formation at the same time. Facing such a powerful attack, no matter how tough the formation is, it will definitely be broken in an instant.

Although Qing Yan's sword light looks extremely sharp in breaking through this magic circle, it is absolutely difficult to have such an effect if it wants to attack a great monk, because when the sword light is used, it cannot change the direction at will. With the skill of a great monk, it is natural that You can easily avoid it,

As the huge wall in front of him disappeared, a dozen feet away from where Qin Fengming was standing, a mid-level Ghost Lord monk with a blank expression suddenly appeared.

Looking at the figure of the young monk in front of him, this middle-stage ghost king monk could hardly believe what was happening in front of him.

Holding a jet-black formation disk with various marks already showing in his hand, this mid-stage ghost king monk had no sparkle left in his eyes.

With this magic formation in his hand, Taishang Ancestor once said that even if a cultivator at the top of Ghost Lord enters this magic formation, it will definitely be difficult to break out of it in an instant.

But the young monk who seemed to be the only one in the early stage of the Ghost Lord in front of him only fell into the magic circle and broke out of the formation before even half a stick of incense had arrived. Thinking back to the hundred or so ways that the young man had sacrificed just now, they contained extremely powerful power. With such a powerful attack, the mid-stage Ghost King cultivator no longer had the slightest desire to fight with it.

"Hmph, you actually got Qin into the magic circle, damn it,"

Suddenly seeing the magic circle being broken, Qin Fengming's face turned cold. As a master of magic, he was trapped in the magic circle by the opponent. He was extremely angry in his heart.

His body swayed slightly, and he was already standing in front of the middle-level ghost king monk who was still a little sluggish. With a raise of his hand, a forbidden energy had entered the monk's body. With a wave of his hand, the middle-level ghost king monk came to his aid. Disappear,

Looking at the hundreds of monks fighting together hundreds of feet away, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, and he had an idea. After whispering a few words, his body flashed and he flew towards the Yin Sect monk. and go,

Faced with these monks from the ghost world who came to his door, Qin Fengming would certainly not have any kind thoughts.

As his body moved, it was like a faint five-color light and shadow, and he was revealed among the hundreds of monks of the Jiyin Sect.

As soon as the three great monks left, the monks of the Yin Sect, who were several times the same as the demon monks, surrounded the demon world people who had formed two magic circles. Under the leadership of more than a dozen ghost king monks, they also formed themselves. After setting up four magic circles, they started to fight with the monks from the Demon Realm.

The combined attack formation of the monks is so powerful that it cannot be resisted by a beginner or mid-level ghost king monk. However, as soon as the two formations came into contact, everyone in the demon world was shocked.

The monks in the ghost world mainly focus on driving magic weapons and secret techniques, while the people in the demon world are good at cultivating their bodies. The power of the magic circle formed by the two parties is obviously strong and weak. The people in the demon world use their own shortcomings to fight against each other's secret arts attack. Where? There is the slightest chance of winning,

In a situation several times worse than that of the opponent, the Yin Sect suddenly gained the upper hand.

Seeing that as long as the bombardment continues for a moment, the magic circle formed by hundreds of demon commander monks in the demon world will be broken by the Jiyin Sect monks who are three times the number of our own.

At this moment, there was a flash of light and a loud noise, and a human figure had already invaded the formation formed by hundreds of ghostly and handsome monks.

I saw a five-color light strip flashing in the crowd, and the hundreds of ghostly handsome monks who were standing there just disappeared in an instant.

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