Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Facing this scene, Qin Fengming didn't do anything.

Although the Xuanyin ghost fire is quite powerful, it is facing the clone of a Mahayana monk. The gray-white mist it unleashes is an innate magical power of the giant ape.

Except for Holy Master Yin Luo who seemed relaxed, Fu Qiong and Master Huang Xu were both in a difficult situation at this time. They tried their best to use their magic power to resist the gray mist.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Qin Fengming moved the magic formula in his body, and the ghost-eating mist spurted out again. The thick mist filled the air and immediately covered the area dozens of feet around him.

The sudden flash of ghost-eating mist suddenly shocked Qin Fengming.

The Xuanyin Ghost Fire, which had just been greatly suppressed by the opponent's gray mist, suddenly swelled in size, and a breath that was even colder than before suddenly spurted out. The gray mist slowly shrank when it came into contact with it. Don't just get up.

The swollen green flames seemed to have been injected with a shot in the arm. In one surge, they were much sharper than the two groups of demon pythons sacrificed by the Yin Luo Holy Master, sweeping away the gray-white mist that had been greatly reduced. And light.

Although the slender ghost threads were not immediately extinguished by the green flames, they also appeared to be much less ferocious when wrapped in flames. It is only a matter of time before it is melted.

What happened in front of him made Qin Fengming feel happy.

Although he had already mastered the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist and Xuan "Yin Ghost Fire", he had never used them together before. Seeing such power revealed at this time, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

With these two secret techniques, it will not be difficult to resist and destroy the secret attack of Motian.

But Qin Fengming didn't stop. He moved his magic formula in his body and pulled out his finger. Suddenly, a green silk thread as thick as a baby's finger shot out. In a flash, it went towards the slender ghost threads that were struggling in the mysterious ghost fire. .

In a moment, as long as those slender ghost threads come into contact with the green silk thread, they will suddenly disappear and be completely swallowed by the green silk thread.

This green silk thread is the jade soul silk that Qin Fengming has been refining in his body for many years.

Jade Soul Silk is a secret technique that contains highly toxic properties, and there are countless souls in it. At this time, the power of Jade Soul Silk is so powerful that Qin Fengming can hardly guess it.

This secret technique has always been Qin Fengming's other major trump card besides the soul-devouring ghost fire.

Based on his understanding of Yin Hun Silk and Bi Hun Silk,

Naturally, I know that these two great soul secret arts have something in common. The Yin Soul Silk is made from pure Yin Soul sacrifice, while the Jade Soul Silk is added with all kinds of giant poisons in the world, and has been refined through Qin Fengming's sacrifice. , in terms of power, the Jade Soul Silk at this time was more powerful than the Yin Hun Silk refined in his body.

Compared with the ghost threads sacrificed by Motian, there is obviously a big gap between the ghost threads in Qin Fengming's body. Qin Fengming expected to be swallowed by the Jade Soul Silk.

"Damn it, this junior actually withstood my attack."

A rumbling roar suddenly sounded, and then a huge body wrapped in magic mist was seen speeding toward the ghost-eating mist where Qin Fengming was.

The thick magic mist was like water bursting from a dike, turning into a huge hurricane, which immediately followed the magic sky wind.

The thick ghost-eating mist and Xuanyin ghost fire were swept away by the huge hurricane formed by this demonic mist.

Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's body of magic arts surged rapidly, and streams of fire shot out. The Xuanyin ghost fire that had just been scattered suddenly rushed towards a place, and with a frightening roar, a dark skeleton body more than ten feet tall appeared. The figure reappeared, and in a flash, it faced the giant ape with firm steps without retreating.

In the violent hurricane, although the skeleton walked slowly, it did not take a step back. As his footsteps moved, his hands were already waving out, and suddenly a giant blade wrapped in green flames that was several feet in size flashed out. In a flash of green light, it slashed towards the tall giant ape.

Xuanyin ghost fire can be turned into a ghost skeleton, and it can even condense the fire into a sword to attack. Qin Fengming has known this for a long time. It's just that the mana required to drive this kind of attack is huge. If it were another peak cultivator of transformed infants, this transformation attack might only last for a moment.

For Qin Fengming, magic power is the least thing to worry about.

Suddenly, he saw a sharp blade slashing at him. The running giant ape did not stop at all. With a move of his giant hand in the air, a thick and huge club suddenly appeared.

With a tremor in the air, shadows of sticks suddenly appeared.

What made the giant ape transformed by Motian tremble was that when dozens of stick shadows containing huge power came into contact with the giant blade wrapped in green flames, they were chopped away by the giant blade without any effect. Not shown.

The layers of stick shadows transformed by energy, corroded by the green ghost flames, turned out like this, making Motian tremble in his heart.

Amidst the roar of the ape, the thick sticks in his hands suddenly stretched out, stretching more than ten feet in an instant. Amidst the whistling sound, they intertwined with the giant green blades that were slashing at him.

With a violent roar, the giant blade wrapped in green flames that showed great power just now was blown away by the huge stick, turning into balls of green fire that scattered around.

Under the opponent's attack, the green giant blade was as if it was made of clay and paper, with no toughness at all.

"Hahaha, junior, whatever means I thought you had, it turned out to be just superficial."

At the sight of the attack, Motian laughed wildly and swung the giant stick in his hand again, directly attacking Qin Fengming who was still wrapped in the mist.

But before his laughter could stop, a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw that the giant blade that was scattered by Motian's blow and turned into a ball of green fire did not fall. Instead, it suddenly flashed with green light and flew towards the huge stick in Motian's hand. In an instant, a layer of green flames enveloped the huge stick, which was more than ten feet tall.

With the sudden contact, Mo Tian felt that the stick connected to his heart was suddenly swept away by a cold breath. The majestic energy condensed on the stick was almost absorbed by this cold breath.

Suddenly frightened in his heart, Motian roared wildly, opened his huge mouth, and a ball of dark magic flame suddenly spurted out from his mouth, like a fire, and suddenly surged away along the huge stick in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the green flames densely covered on the stick were wrapped in this demonic flame, peeling it off the huge stick.

"This demon flame is so powerful that it restrained Qin's ghost flame."

Although the Xuanyin ghost fire is quite powerful, it is still far behind compared with the demonic flames offered by Motian.

This demonic flame was something that Demon Heaven had sacrificed and refined for tens of thousands of years. Although his own realm was forcibly suppressed by his body when he entered the human world, this demonic flame remained. Although it was difficult for Mo Tian to activate the full power of the demon flame at this time, it was not something that Qin Fengming's practiced Xuanyin Ghost Fire could compete with.

Seeing that the ghost flames he had sacrificed were about to be swallowed up by the opponent's demon flames, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly turned fierce. As the magic formula surged in his body, a black and red flame that was only the size of a walnut flashed out. In a flash, he appeared next to the demonic flames spewed by Motian.

Under the wild flash of black and red light, a bird that was only two feet in size suddenly screamed, and a majestic black and red flame suddenly appeared, wrapping towards the demonic flame that was madly devouring the Xuanyin ghost fire.

This bird wrapped in black and red flames is the miasma bird in the soul-devouring ghost fire.