Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"I have never accepted disciples. I see that you are a talented person, so I want to keep you alive. However, since you choose to destroy your future, I have nothing to say. If you hand over what you have obtained from Huangquan Palace, I can I won’t interfere in your feud with Anji Palace. What do you think, little guy?”

The monks gathered in Huangquan Palace were most concerned about Qin Fengming's life and death. But the extremely cherished demon-killing thunder.

In front of the assembled monks, he already regarded Qin Fengming as a dead person. He did not think that a mere late-stage Ghost Lord monk could escape from his hands. The only worry was that Qin Fengming would self-destruct his body when he knew it was impossible to escape, thus destroying the cherished catastrophe-saving thing.

The Demon-Destroying Thunder is a precious thing that all those in the upper world, including those with supernatural abilities and mystical powers, will fight for. The Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation that occurs once every nine thousand years, if you have several demon-killing thunders in hand, even the powerful Xuanling can easily survive the invasion of inner demons.

Such a divine object, if it weren't for the coincidence of the Underworld Palace, a demonic saint was imprisoned in the underworld secret realm by several powerful sects from the upper realm. With the help of a mere sect in the low-level interface, there would be a chance to get that extremely precious treasure. Demon-killing thunder.

"Okay, since the senior has spoken personally, the junior must obey the senior's wishes and hand over the cherished thing to the senior. However, the junior knows that he will definitely die this time, so before dying, there is one more thing that requires the senior's help. Complete, as long as the junior's wish can be fulfilled, the junior will naturally offer the cherished thing that the senior wants with both hands, and will never break his promise. Otherwise, although the junior will have difficulty leaving this place, I think I can still do it by self-destructing the Danying body."

Hearing the words of gathering cultivation in front of him, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed and he immediately said this. In his eyes, a hint of subtle cunning flashed past.

He didn't say the magic-killing thunder, but it bit the treasure into pieces.

Although the five monks from Anji Palace hated Qin Fengming to the core, they did not dare to take any action without the gathered monks from Huangquan Palace in front of them to speak.

But at this time, the five people heard a trace of doubt in their eyes when they heard the two people's exchanges.

Treasures, treasures that can make Huangquan Palace miss you, how precious they must be. The five people couldn't help but pay close attention to what the young man in front of them said.

"Hmph, you are the first person who dares to make conditions in front of me."

A dull cold snort sounded out, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly froze, and his figure swayed without any hesitation. "Hi!" There was a soft sound, and an invisible crystal black thread suddenly passed through his body. In a flash, it disappeared into the dark night.

"Hey, the little guy really has some tricks up his sleeve. He was able to escape from my blow. This makes me even more interested." Qin Fengming's figure suddenly turned into a ball of shattered light and shadow with a light sigh. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

More than ten feet away, the energy fluctuated together, and a light blue figure appeared again.

"Senior is ridiculous. I know I am no match for senior, but I don't have the slightest ability to restrain the chicken. Senior may know that I have a Divine Machine Mansion on my body, and there are two fellow Taoists in it. Therefore, even if senior takes action, I will kill this junior." Even if it is destroyed, the cherished thing that the senior wants will not be in the hands of the senior. Naturally, the two accompanying Taoist friends of the junior will destroy it with their own hands. Therefore, the junior advises the senior not to do such a thing."

With Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual consciousness at this time, he has already been completely enveloped in it for thousands of feet around him. Even the flapping of a mosquito's wings cannot escape his perception.

Seeing a faint wave, Qin Fengming knew that the monks gathered in front of him had taken action. Without any hesitation, Xuantian took a slight step and dodged it easily.

That attack, Qin Fengming has also identified, is an ice needle condensed by the old man's magic power.

Ice Needle Technique is the lowest level of magic. But even if such a low-level spell is cast in the hands of a gathering monk, even if a ghost king peak monk is hit, there is no hope.

Qin Fengming is convinced,

Even if he was protected by armor, he would definitely be injured if he was really hit by the blow just now.

Because on the ice needle that flashed past, he actually sensed a majestic surge of energy, and an extremely cold breath condensed and gathered on the ice needle.

It is absolutely impossible for Qin Fengming to resort to such means at his own expense.

"Hey, the little guy actually threatened me. That thing is of little use to me. Even if it is really destroyed, I will only be slightly disappointed. If you use it to threaten me, it will not be of much use. If you be obedient, Come on, I will not interfere with your affairs with Anji Palace."

The skinny old man is also a sophisticated person, so he will not be led by Qin Fengming, so he said so with kindness and power.

Of course, Qin Fengming would not believe what the other party said. The demon-killing thunder might not be enough to cause the monks in front of him to rush to kill him, but the Holy Lord of the Demon Realm who was trapped in the Mystic Water Land was definitely the one he was eager to kill. One's own irreconcilable cause.

After thinking about this, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and said calmly: "Senior doesn't care about that cherished object, so doesn't he care about the imprisoned person? I will tell the Taoist priests of Anji Palace about that matter." Friend, with the vast magical power of Anji Temple, maybe we can find one or two more drops of precious blood for your noble sect."

In such a situation, there is no possibility of recovery, and the battle is inevitable. For Qin Fengming, killing someone with a borrowed knife is the most useful method at this time.

After saying this, Qin Fengming did not wait for the old man invisible in the black mist to say anything else. With a slight movement of his lips, he actually started to quickly transmit the message to the five great monks of the Dark Silence Hall in the distance.

"Ah, I dare you, junior, you are really looking for death."

When he saw this scene, even Shi Chang, who was a cultivator in the gathering, could not help but change his expression suddenly. A shout rang out. With a wave of his hand, a ball of white light suddenly flew out from his sleeves. When it spread out in the air, it suddenly transformed into a bird with a body length of two to three feet and a wingspan of four to five feet. Huge birds and beasts that are 10 feet tall.

The giant bird just spread its wings and turned into a white light, like a white lightning, shooting towards where Qin Fengming was standing. It was so fast that it flew three to four hundred meters in just a blink of an eye. A distance of ten feet. In an instant, he was in front of Qin Fengming.

As the huge bird and beast flashed out, the figure of the gathered old man wrapped in black mist flashed. The black light only flickered, and then disappeared on the spot.

"Ah, no, fellow Taoists, take action quickly, that old man from Huangquan Palace will kill people and silence him."

As a person from the Anji Palace, who is a stupid person? When he saw the monks gathered in the Huangquan Palace in the distance acting like this, there was still something unclear. Before the middle-aged monk finished speaking, the other four people were already there. With a flash of form, they each stood still and raised their hands. There was already an formation flag in each person's hand.

This formation flag displays five colors: red, yellow, green, white and black.

Just when the five people stood still and the old man wrapped in black mist was about to pounce forward, a thick wall of darkness was revealed in front of the five monks of the Dark Silence Hall, and five-color rays of light suddenly emerged from the wall. As soon as it surged out, a ball of five-color mist spewed out. In an instant, five people were guarding him.

"Boom!" A loud noise followed a flash of black light, and it immediately resounded on the spot.

Under the rushing and rolling five-color mist, a solid five-color python that was slightly thicker than a bucket suddenly appeared and collided with the black light and shadow.

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