Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"What? You actually killed Senior Brother Feng. Impossible, absolutely impossible. Senior Brother Feng has the magic weapon given by his uncle and several top-level spiritual weapons. Even if he encounters a monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment, he can fight , how can I be killed by you?"

After hearing what Qin Fengming said, the monk surnamed Yun immediately retorted loudly with an expression of disbelief.

While he was talking, the monk surnamed Yun suddenly felt unsteady in his mind. He couldn't help but take a closer look and found that the thick pink fog that was originally billowing was being slowly swallowed by the black fog.

He couldn't help but be surprised. He knew the origin of Mo Yun Dou very well.

This spiritual weapon has been circulated for tens of thousands of years. It is said that its body is made from the bones of a ten-thousand-year-old corpse. The thick juice inside is the body fluid of that corpse. The black line inside is the body fluid of that corpse. The meridians of the corpse mandrill. However, due to the negligence of the person who refined it at the time, he accidentally added a material that contradicted the properties of the corpse mandrill. It could have been refined into a top magic weapon, but because of that material that should not have been added, it ended up becoming a spiritual weapon.

This spiritual weapon has the power to contaminate other people's treasures. No matter what kind of treasure it is, as long as it is infected by it, over time, it will lose its spirituality and lose control. Even ordinary magic weapons are not immune.

Unexpectedly, the black mist transformed by Mo Yundou also had the same effect on the pink mist released by the monk named Yun.

By the time the monk surnamed Yun discovered it, he had already swallowed up a lot of fan mist. He was so frightened that he immediately made a seal and put away the Ningling Gun.

Only when his figure was revealed did Qin Fengming see the other party again.

But seeing that at this time, the monk surnamed Yun had lost his original calmness and was trying his best to suppress the discomfort in his body. When he saw the young cultivator of the Luoxia Sect looking at him with a smile, as a senior monk, he immediately showed a ferocious look on his face. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, don't get too happy too early. I haven't used my methods yet. Just wait, I'll let you know how powerful I am right away."

As he spoke, with a shake of his hand, a small flag-like object was lifted into the air. In an instant, it became three feet in size, and a huge thing jumped out from it. It roared to the sky, and the sound shook the surrounding areas. It turned out to be a strong mountain-shaking beast. It turned out that this beast had a fourth level of cultivation.

Qin Fengming knew that this beast had no other magical powers, but it was extremely powerful. If it were to hit it, even the monk's spiritual shield would not be able to stop it in the slightest.

Not daring to be too slow, Qin Fengming waved his hand and immediately used the small fork to stop the mountain-shaking beast. At the same time, he urged Mo Yun Dou to head towards the monk surnamed Yun in the distance.

The monk surnamed Yun did not panic. With a wave of his hand, a teapot-shaped spiritual weapon rose into the air, and instantly became the size of a house. The huge spout immediately spurted out many colorful sand grains, blocking out the sky and the sun. In the black mist, the two sides immediately became entangled.

Although he was slightly outmatched, he still had no problem supporting him for a while.

The monk did not stop, and then raised his hand, another object was sacrificed by him, transforming into a huge copper bell in the air. From the bursts of coercion it exuded, Qin Fengming knew that this was undoubtedly a magic weapon.

When I saw the opponent offering the copper bell magic weapon, I immediately knew that this magic weapon had a sonic attack. Qin Fengming, who was well aware of the power of sonic attacks, did not dare to be careless at all. He immediately took out the Ruyi Purple Gold Hook, shook his head and tail, transformed into two huge poisonous scorpions, and went straight towards the copper bell.

Seeing that the other party also had a magic weapon sacrificed, the monk surnamed Yun was greatly surprised, and then he began to believe that Senior Brother Feng was indeed killed by the person in front of him.

Don't dare to let those two poisonous scorpions approach the copper bell,

With a thought, a stream of audio sounds floated out from the mouth of the copper bell, heading straight for the two poisonous scorpions. The poisonous scorpion immediately froze, and suddenly moved slowly and swayed left and right in the air.

Seeing the power of the copper bell, Qin Fengming was also frightened. The magic weapon behaved like this for the time being, but if it came towards him, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Qin Fengming quickly used his magic power to stabilize the two poisonous scorpions and headed towards the copper bell again.

Seeing that the copper bell was able to stop the opponent's two magic weapons, the monk surnamed Yun also let out a sigh of relief. Until this moment, he no longer regarded the young monk from the Luoxia Sect opposite him as an ordinary foundation-building monk.

The opponent not only has endless methods, but also has deep magic power and sharp magic weapons. It is definitely not something that ordinary monks in the early stages of foundation building can have.

At this time, the monk surnamed Yun used basic methods. Although he still had a few spiritual weapons, they could not be brought to the table. The only hope at this time is that the opponent's mana will be exhausted as soon as possible.

Seeing that the other party no longer offered treasures, Qin Fengming knew that the other party might not have a good spiritual weapon anymore, so he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. Now that the other party has stopped taking action, he cannot stop.

Although only half an hour had passed since the battle between the two sides, Qin Fengming did not dare to stay here longer. He did not know if there were other Demon Mountain Sect monks nearby. It would be very bad if you were surrounded by it.

Qin Fengming thought of this, waved his hands repeatedly, and twenty talismans flew out of his hands. In an instant, they turned into twenty streaks of fire, shaking their heads and tails and flying towards the monk surnamed Yun. Then, his figure swayed and followed Huo Mang towards the Demon Mountain Sect monks in the distance.

Seeing twenty or thirty fire rushes towards him, the monk surnamed Yun was slightly surprised. Did the other party think that elementary spells could break through his spiritual shield?

In the blink of an eye, the crowd of firemen had already approached his spiritual shield, and they immediately rushed towards him.

In just the blink of an eye, the spiritual shield disappeared with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the monk surnamed Yun felt his body tighten and was immediately tied up by a yellow rope. He couldn't move, and then his body shook, and he couldn't mobilize any magic power.

It was Qin Fengming who used thunderous means in time to restrain the opponent's power.

Before the other party could wake up from the shock, Qin Fengming waved his hand and a small flag appeared in the air.

In the middle, a small yellow beast jumped out. Although it was a little lazy, it still roared at Qin Fengming, looking very well-behaved.

At the same time as the little beast appeared, Qin Fengming flicked his fingers, and a fiery red spear penetrated the body of the monk surnamed Yun. With a tilt of his head, he died completely.

The little yellow beast flicked its body and opened its small mouth. A cloud of gray gas wrapped in a transparent object that was difficult to see with the naked eye returned to the little beast's mouth. It chewed it and was swallowed by it.

The movements of Qin Fengming and Xiao Beast seemed to have been customized, and their coordination was perfect and extremely coordinated.

With a wave of his hand, the little beast returned to the flag and disappeared.

Qin Fengming searched the monk surnamed Yun's body and put several storage rings into his arms. Then with a flick of his finger, a fire bomb fell on his dead body and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Then he circled in the air and collected all the treasures. Then he fell in front of the corpse of the monk surnamed Wu. After groping for a while, he also burned the corpse.