Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

At the same time that the monk surnamed Feng screamed, his senior brother had already discovered Qin Fengming's strange behavior, jumped up, and flew towards the monk surnamed Feng.

But the moment he stood up, he noticed a flash of red light, and his junior brother fell towards the forest below.

The monk surnamed Gu could see clearly that his junior brother was killed by a red spiritual weapon, and the other party's spiritual weapon was extremely strange, and he was not afraid of the spiritual shield of the foundation-building monk. He had never encountered such a spiritual weapon before.

"Junior, you dare to kill Junior Brother Feng in front of me. Do you really think that our Demon Mountain Sect has no one left? I will capture you and cut you to pieces." The monk surnamed Gu stopped and stared at him angrily. With Qin Fengming.

Then he made a hand gesture and murmured words. In an instant, a thick green mist spewed out from around his body, rushing to spread in all directions. In just the blink of an eye, it turned into a height of tens of feet and a radius of hundreds of feet. Galloping and rolling, it swept towards Qin Fengming.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming knew that the monk named Gu had already used a secret technique and wanted to kill him immediately.

Now that the monk named Feng has been killed, Qin Fengming's goal has been achieved. He smiled at the monk named Gu and said loudly: "I won't play with you anymore. We will meet again later. See you again in the future."

After saying that, his figure flashed in the air and came close to the rolling green mist. He waved his hands repeatedly, and groups of talismans appeared in the air, turning into numerous fire bombs, ice picks, and wind blades, heading towards the densest part of the green mist.

In an instant, it came into contact with the green mist, and a rumbling explosion broke out. In an instant, the green mist stagnated, and the gushing state just now paused for a moment. The angry shouts of the monk named Gu came from the green mist, as if the talisman attack just now had caused a small loss in his snack.

Qin Fengming no longer delayed, and took advantage of the limited time to hover in the air, wave his hand in the air, and collect the storage ring together with the monk's magic weapon, spiritual weapon and his own treasure.

The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, as if it had been practiced countless times, without any delay.

After doing all this, Qin Fengming did not look back, and shot towards the red forest. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the forest and disappeared.

Watching the other party's figure flash in the forest for a few times, then disappear. The green mist quickly wrapped around Qin Fengming, but returned in vain. The monk surnamed Gu gnashed his teeth in the green mist. He confirmed that with such a monster speed, he could never catch up and could only watch the opponent escape.

If he were in the outside world, using his secret technique, his speed would never be slower than the opponent's. But here, with the air restriction, he could only feel aggrieved secretly, with no way to do anything about it.

At this time, the monk surnamed Gu greatly regretted why he did not use thunderous means to capture the young monk of the Luoxia Sect in one fell swoop.

He stood in the air, facing the direction Qin Fengming fled, and shouted loudly:

"Junior Luo Xia Sect, listen, as long as you are still in the Red Leaf Forest, we, the Magic Mountain Sect, will capture you. When the time comes, we will definitely extract your soul and refine your soul to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

His voice contained spiritual power and could be heard as far as forty or fifty miles away.

Qin Fengming was already more than ten miles away at this time. When he heard this, he just smiled and said to himself:

"It is really wishful thinking to mobilize the entire sect to search for me. Although the Demon Mountain Sect is also a large sect, there are only one to two hundred foundation-building period monks entering the ancient battlefield this time.

There are no more than fifty people who can come here now. In such a large area of ​​​​red leaf forest, it is extremely difficult to find one person. "

He is not worried about being chased by the monks of the Demon Mountain Sect. As long as he leaves the Red Leaf Forest, is he worried that they will keep chasing him?

It can be said that two of the three people from the Demon Mountain Sect died at the hands of Qin Fengming this time. It can be said that the losses were heavy, and the deaths of these two people were very unworthy. One died at the mouth of a purple-backed mantis beast, and the other was attacked to death by Qin Fengming. Neither of them died in an honest fight.

Qin Fengming no longer paid attention to the monk named Gu. After he escaped thirty miles, he hid his spiritual power, then attached an invisibility charm, changed his direction, and galloped away towards the east.

Along the way, while releasing his spiritual consciousness, he carefully searched the surroundings for the existence of monsters, while secretly guarding against the pursuit of the monk with the surname Gu. It can be said that he is extremely cautious. Since he knows that this is where other sects gather, he will naturally be cautious.

After flying for more than three hundred miles in a row, Qin Fengming felt relieved when he encountered neither monsters nor monks from the Demon Mountain Sect.

After finding a place with high mountains and dense forests, Qin Fengming placed the Four Elephants Qingli formation around, flew into the formation, and sat down cross-legged. After a big battle, he also felt a little tired. At that time, he was facing two late-stage foundation-building monks, and he couldn't be careless at all.

If it were other monks in the early stages of foundation building, they might not even mention the slightest sign of confrontation and just run away.

First, he took out his Purple Fire Meteor Sword and found that the spiritual energy on it was scattered. If he hadn't struck quickly at that time, the Purple Fire Meteor Sword would have been taken away by the opponent in just a moment and a half. Qin Fengming was also very scared at this time.

This sneak attack on the monk named Feng was all due to the opponent's carelessness. If the opponent had discovered Qin Fengming's attempt early, or released a spiritual weapon for defense in advance, Qin Fengming would never have succeeded so easily.

Looking at the Purple Fire Meteor Sword in his hand, Qin Fengming became very curious about the spiritual weapon of the monk named Feng.

Turning his hand, a black object appeared in his hand. It was the spiritual weapon of the monk named Feng that surrounded the Purple Fire Meteor Sword.

I saw that this spiritual weapon was completely black and rectangular in shape. It looked very much like the ink fountain used by a carpenter. There was a small lid on the top. When I flicked it with my hand, the small lid rose up. Suddenly, a fishy smell rushed straight into my mouth and nose.

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Looking inside, I saw a small box under the lid, which was filled with a black liquid that was extremely thick. Above the black liquid, there was a thin line suspended above it. One end of the thin wire is introduced into the box wall on one side, and the other end appears outside the box.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming closed the lid of the box again and saw many runes carved on the wall of the box, so he studied it carefully. When he turned the small box upside down, he found that there were three ancient seal characters carved on the bottom of the small box: Mo Yun Dou.

Qin Fengming thought hard and couldn't remember any information about Mo Yundou. Even so, he was convinced that this Mo Yun Dou definitely had a great origin. Just seeing how easily he could trap the Purple Fire Meteor Sword, leaving him unable to do anything, he knew that this spiritual weapon was definitely unusual.

He carefully put Mo Yun Dou into the storage ring, and then took out the crutch-like magic weapon. After looking at it carefully, he saw that there was also a font on the magic weapon: Oolong crutch. Although the monk named Feng did not fully activate the treasure at that time, he could easily stop the Ruyi Purple Gold Hook, which means that this magic weapon must be extraordinary.

He didn't see anything unusual about another spear-like fiery spiritual weapon, and after playing with it, he put it into a storage ring.