Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Hearing the slightly harsh sound, Qin Fengming couldn't help but turn his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

I saw a female cultivator wearing a colorful robe standing in the air, her face was not flattering, her complexion was green and black, and there were many pimples on her face. When her eyes opened and closed, there was a faint light flashing.

There was no monk standing with the female cultivator within five feet of her.

Qin Fengming just glanced at her and already saw that this female cultivator was a person who practiced a very sinister technique. Other cultivators may not be able to see the aura emanating from her body, but Qin Fengming could clearly see it. There was actually a transparent mist covering the surface of his body.

This layer of mist was extremely thin. If his consciousness hadn't been extremely powerful at this time, it would have been extremely difficult to detect it.

It seems that this female cultivator must be an extremely difficult person. Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator with eyes full of fear.

"Fellow Taoists, can't you let Fei go? Then... well, senior Xu just said that each monk can only lose five competitions every day, then... let Fei choose five Fellow Taoist, I don’t know if all of you have already placed bets,”

His face was pale, his body turned, and he looked at the people around him. Qin Fengming's tone was weak, as if he was forced into desperation by everyone. Despite his expression, he still looked at the hundreds of monks surrounding him, and he did not miss anyone.

The female cultivator from Huangquan Palace did not leave, but stood on the stone steps, watching with great interest. It seemed that this kind of thing had happened countless times.

As for Qin Fengming, everyone has already regarded him as a person of low strength. Although they don't know why he was chosen to participate in the flag-bearing competition, everyone naturally regarded him as a mere late-stage ghost commander monk who can do whatever they want. Lamb to the slaughter,

No one else, because there are hundreds of monks present, except for Qin Fengming, all of them are at the peak level of Ghost Commander.

"Haha, this junior is so ignorant that he dares to come here to participate in such a competition. Doesn't he know that less than half of the people who hold the banner of Huangquan Palace will survive in the end?"

A monk standing far away looked at Qin Fengming and couldn't help but gloat about his misfortune.

"Fellow Taoist, as long as you choose me, I will protect you from now on. If anyone dares to challenge you again, I will let him lack an arm. I will never break my promise." As the crowd divided, he walked in More than a dozen monks, including an old man with red face and white beard walked in,

"Huh, the same is true for me. As long as you hand over a drop of blood essence, you will be my Xue Yue's from now on. At this time, I already have more than twenty Taoist friends. As long as you hand over a drop of blood essence to me every month, No one will dare to invade you again,"

Before Qin Fengming could say anything, figures were moving in the other direction, and more than a dozen monks appeared.

One of them, a white-faced middle-aged man who looked to be only in his forties, appeared in front of everyone. He snorted coldly and said in the same unceremonious manner,

With the appearance of the two men, the monks who had been gathered here immediately gave way. The evil-faced monk who was the first to challenge did not show much fear, but he also stepped aside.

Regarding the last two waves of monks who came, Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically. He looked up at everyone, and when the panic in his eyes appeared, his body began to tremble.

"So many fellow Taoists gathered around Fei, I guess they are all placing bets. Fei is not very smart. Even if everyone bets three drops of blood essence and two hundred thousand Yin stones, then I will choose five first. "Fellow Taoist, these two last two Taoist friends who came here are extraordinary at first sight, they can be counted as one, and there is you as well, you also have you,"

Following Qin Fengming's hand, he immediately selected five people. At this time, his face was still pale and his eyes had no sparkle at all.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is really trustworthy. You haven't forgotten me yet, so hurry up and hand over your blood essence,"

The evil-faced old man who was chosen by Qin Fengming saw that the other party had chosen him. He immediately laughed and held up a token. He stretched it out and wanted to ask Qin Fengming for a drop of blood.

Although the other people did not take out their tokens, except for the two monks who spoke last, the other two people also stepped forward one after another.

"Just now, Fei heard from Fairy Xu that only the loser in the competition can hand over the bet. Although Fei is not high in cultivation, he also wants to ask fellow Taoists for some advice first. Even if it is just a formality, please take a moment. I will be merciful at that time. As long as Fei is not injured, Fei promises that he will take out a drop of blood every day and give it to you."

Bowing to the five people, Qin Fengming still spoke with a hint of fear. After speaking, he turned around again and looked at the female cultivator standing on the stone steps, and said with a very depressed expression:

"Senior Xu, please host it. I would like to go through the motions, so please allow me, Senior."

"Of course you can. Fellow Taoist just need to go to any stone platform behind the Chengyu Hall, stand in the teleportation array, and then you can reach the competition ground. But remember, don't hurt anyone's life,"

The female cultivator smiled slightly, glanced at Qin Fengming meaningfully, and reminded her that by this time, she seemed to have understood something. She had also lived for hundreds of years, and with her powerful spiritual consciousness, she He had already seen the excitement flashing in Qin Fengming's eyes.

She didn't know where she was at this time, but the middle-aged monk named Fei in front of her was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Behind the Chengyu Hall, there are hundreds of stone platforms standing. On the stone platforms, there is a colorful array. Qin Fengming knows that it is a teleportation array.

Without hesitation, Qin Fengming flew up with a look of determination on his face and flew towards a stone platform.

Watching the middle-aged monk flying towards the competition arena, the monks standing on the spot seemed to have smelled something, but they did not have the powerful spiritual consciousness of the female cultivator surnamed Xu.

The female cultivator could see the hint of excitement in Qin Fengming, and Qin Fengming deliberately revealed it. Otherwise, with his ability, a mere early-stage Ghost Lord cultivator would have sensed the slightest bit of what he was thinking.

"Hmph, how can a person in the late stage of Gui Shuai be better than me? I will use my hands and feet to repair that junior."

Although this monk with a sinister face seemed to feel something strange, he considered himself to be extraordinary. In the three months since he came here, he had played dozens of games and only lost three games.

Moreover, the three losses to opponents were not due to lack of opportunities, but due to slight carelessness.

As the evil-faced monk left, a moment later, a burst of light suddenly flashed out in the air at the edge of the square, and a huge area of ​​colorful soap bubbles was revealed.

Standing in the huge restriction with a radius of two hundred feet, Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire him.

This kind of huge magic circle that can be arranged in the air is not a method that exists in the world of immortality at this time. This kind of formation flag that can be submerged in the void already involves some space spells.

At this time, Qin Fengming had never dabbled in this kind of space spell.

Just this aerial magic circle is enough to show how powerful the foundation of Huangquan Palace is.

Standing in the space magic circle, Qin Fengming slowly moved forward, very slowly, and looked at the evil-faced monk opposite who was glaring angrily. His face was still pale, he bowed and said again: "Fei had no intention of talking to him. Fellow Taoist is taking action, so I would like to ask fellow Taoist to be merciful and not to be harsh,"

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