Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

When Qin Fengming stood in front of Wu Yin, Wu Yin's face suddenly became gloomy. He raised his hand and launched a powerful energy attack without saying a word.

Facing Wu Yin's attack, Qin Fengming did not show the slightest fear, and did not make the slightest move under his gaze.

What made Wu Yin incomparable was that the huge attack inspired by the secret technique only flashed and then suddenly dissipated with a loud roar a few feet in front of him.

The invisible huge force and murderous aura in the air did not even let the monks attack.

"Hmph, you really don't know what is good or bad. Qin originally wanted to release you. From this point of view, it is the most suitable thing for you to be here." Qin Fengming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, and the runes that had been activated in his hand suddenly flashed. rise.

Under the flash of energy ripples, the powerful confining force surrounding Wu Yin not only did not disappear, but became even more powerful. With a buzzing sound, Wu Yin felt a sharp surge of slender energy around him. .

Before Wu Yin could think of resisting, slender energy had already invaded his body.

"Explode!" A soft sound suddenly came out of Qin Fengming's mouth. Thousands of years ago, Master Wuyin, who was originally a golden toad, suddenly swelled up and turned into pieces of flesh and blood with a loud roar. Even Dan Ying could not escape and died on the spot. .

After collecting the magic weapon on the stone pillar, Qin Fengming walked directly towards the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect.

After using the runes several times, Qin Fengming finally gained a deep understanding of the strange power of imprisonment. He deliberately rescued several other monks before coming to Wu Yin, in order to become familiar with the powerful confinement power.

Although he was unable to deploy this powerful confinement power in a short period of time, Qin Fengming was able to use it even if he had to use it a little.

Seeing Wu Yin being directly killed by Qin Fengming on the spot, the expression of the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect suddenly changed.

"Boom!" But before he could react, a majestic and uncontrollable ferocious aura suddenly rose up in his body. As soon as this aura appeared, it directly invaded his Dantian, and then the magic power in his body was unavailable. Control surged up, and a sense of madness suddenly emerged from his body.

There was a loud roar, and a majestic explosion power suddenly spread toward the surroundings.

"Hmph, Yin Immortal, do you think you can kill Qin by asking a monk to blow himself up?" Qin Fengming stood on the spot without making any move. With the huge roar, he raised his head and looked towards The Holy Lord Yinluo stands in the distance,

A cold and cold sound also sounded in his mouth.

The self-destruction of the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect did not cause any damage to Qin Fengming at all.

Under the strange and powerful confinement force, the violent explosion energy only spread for more than ten feet in all directions before being annihilated by the confinement force in front of Qin Fengming.

From Qin Fengming's point of view, he could certainly see that the self-destruction of the spiritual body of the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect was not his fault at all. When Qin Fengming saw with his own eyes that Wu Yin and the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect were standing next to Yin Luo Xian, they looked very respectful. Without asking, he knew that at that time, Wu Yin and the two were controlled by Yin Luo Xian.

When he saw him at this time, there was nothing else he could think about, so Qin Fengming looked directly at Holy Lord Yin Luo and said.

"Keke, I don't want to harm my little friend. I just want to relieve my little friend from some troubles. Since my little friend doesn't appreciate it, I can't blame me."

Holy Lord Yin Luo didn't care, chuckled, and suddenly moved her body. She raised her feet and actually took a step forward again.

But as she took this step, a fierce color suddenly appeared on her face, and a slight crackling sound also resounded on the spot.

The graceful figure of Holy Lord Yinluo actually trembled slightly involuntarily.

With a solemn expression on her face, it took her several breaths to stabilize her body.

Seeing the expression of Saint Lord Yinluo, Qin Fengming suddenly felt awe in his heart. Although Holy Lord Yin Luo only moved forward four feet, she was unable to resist the attack of the strange murderous aura she endured.

No wonder the four great monks at this time stood carefully and did not dare to take a step forward at will.

An hour later, the fourteen monks who were besieged by the strange confinement force were all rescued by Qin Fengming, except for Wu Yin and the old man from the Spirit-loving Sect.

Everyone did not stop there, but all stopped at the edge of the huge place, sitting cross-legged and meditating to adjust their status.

These monks are all top-notch people in various continents, and no one has any thoughts about the Chaos Spiritual Treasure towering above the main hall. Faced with a rare opportunity, no one wants to give up.

And this is exactly what Qin Fengming envisioned.

Facing the four powerful people who were in front of the hall at this time, Qin Fengming believed that he was definitely no match for the four of them. If he wanted to get chestnuts from the fire, he would have to mess up the situation and he could grab the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. in hand.

This thought was exactly what the dozen monks at the edge of the square were thinking.

Qin Fengming had only just destroyed half of the sixteen tall stone pillars. There are also more than a dozen stone pillars with powerful treasures standing on them.

Holding the magic weapons standing on the stone pillars, Qin Fengming was also very excited.

Even if he couldn't get the Chaos Spiritual Treasure this time, he was already rich with just these sixteen magic treasures.

Although these magic weapons have not been refined by him, of course he can roughly know their power based on his skill in weapon refining. Any magic weapon is comparable to what he is using at this time.

Qin Fengming would be excited just thinking about sixteen magic weapons that were as high as the Heaven-turning Seal.

One day later, when Qin Fengming took the magic weapon on the last stone pillar into his arms, a shocking and huge roaring sound suddenly resounded on the spot. Sixteen tall stone pillars suddenly shattered in front of Qin Fengming.

At the same time, a crimson light flashed wildly, and the Chaos Spiritual Treasure suspended on the roof of the hall flew into the air with a flash of light.

"Hahaha, thank you Daoist Qin for breaking the sixteen sealing pillars that imprisoned the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. I want this Spiritual Treasure."

As the Chaos Spirit Treasure shot away, a sound of wild laughter immediately resounded, and then a black mist was seen shooting up, quickly following the Chaos Spirit Treasure that broke through the air.

"My fellow Taoist, it's too early to judge. Who got this spiritual treasure? It's too early to make a conclusion at this time." A soft hum sounded, and a graceful beam was wrapped in the colorful rays of light, and it shot away immediately after.

Motian didn't hesitate at all. Although he didn't reply, his movements were no slower than those of Lord Sha and Lord Yinluo. He also escaped from the light and hurriedly chased away.

The nameless old man, however, focused his eyes and glanced at the Zhentian Palace. His face seemed to be flashing with thoughts, but a moment later, he also rushed towards the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

Without that murderous aura, the dozen or so peak cultivators in the late stage of infant transformation present would no longer be afraid of anything. Facing a Chaos Spiritual Treasure that had only been seen in classics, the dozen or so monks present all had their eyes red. They started to use magic formulas and began to perform escape techniques. They surrounded the fleeing man from all directions. Chaos Spiritual Treasure.