Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

In the red mist, a more majestic energy wave emerged than before, and a horrifying cry was heard. The ghost cultivators who had condensed into entities appeared in the consciousness.

Although those figures are incomparable in number to the millions of ghosts just now, the overwhelming pressure they display is somewhat greater than the aura of hundreds or even tens of millions of low-level ghosts.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, those ghost kings who are equivalent to the realm of immortal kings have all been born with spiritual wisdom. If we want to strangle these ghosts, the previous ordinary methods are no longer effective, so we need to fight with them. However, the number of late ghost kings who appeared this time is also Too much

However, with the help of you and me, it is not too difficult to do it. Fellow Taoist, rest assured that since these intelligent ghosts have appeared, there should not be a large number of ghosts appearing in the next few months. As long as we kill the thousands of ghosts in front of us, Just kill me and you can sit back and wait for the next wave of ghosts in peace.”

Looking at the many powerful ghosts appearing in the strange red mist in front of him, Master Brown Tiger's face flashed with shock, but he quickly disappeared again. The many ghost cultivators who were invisible in the ghost mist spoke calmly with his fingers.

This is not the first time that Master Brown Tiger has participated in this kind of effort to stop evil ghosts. Naturally, he understands the attack pattern of ghosts.

The last time, he was alone as an immortal monk facing ghosts. Now with Qin Fengming by his side, his heart felt more stable. Qin Fengming's talisman array only needed to be used to kill twenty or thirty intelligent ghost kings and ghost commanders in one fell swoop. Ghost cultivation will also be an easy task

Looking at Qin Fengming, a ghost cultivator with thousands of ghost commanders and more, in the red mist, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"The highest level of these ghosts are only a dozen people in the late stage of ghost kings. Do they think they can enter the land of immortal heritage with such strength in front of them?"

Facing the magic circle that prohibited fluorescent flashes, this wave of ghost monks did not try their best to attack and kill like those mindless creatures before. Instead, they gathered together and stood more than ten miles away from the magic circle, all with ferocious looks on their faces. Keep staring

"Whether they can succeed or not, these ghost cultivators can't help themselves. The turmoil in the ghost realm is beyond their control. They were driven here as a last resort. If they can't successfully enter the land of immortal relics, they will only die and return. The punishment they will receive will be It is several times more unbearable than falling and dying."

Master Brown Tiger didn't have the slightest fondness for those ghost cultivators, but he had some sympathy for their situation, so when he said this, he didn't show the slightest hint of hostility.

Qin Fengming was slightly moved by Master Brown Tiger's words. Those ghost cultivators' punishment methods are so powerful that they can make life worse than death.

With Qin Fengming's mind, he naturally understands that there is no possibility of peace between the two sides. The Immortal Heritage Land is already lacking in cultivation resources. If some ghosts and ghosts are added to the cultivation, it will be even more difficult to cultivate. Therefore, it is certain that the two sides will fight to the death.

"Good fellow Taoist brown fellow, I will go forward to meet with those fellow Taoists."

The two of them crossed the restriction in a flash and stopped directly in front of thousands of ghosts in the red mist.

Qin Fengming and the two knew that since these ghost cultivators already had sanity, it was no longer possible to easily kill them with magic circles. They could only rely on means to kill them head-on.

In the past, the monks from the Land of Immortal Relics would use magic circles to slowly consume the opponent's number before finally fighting. But this time, with the help of Qin Fengming, Master Brown Tiger appeared directly in front of the ghost cultivators without any further effort.

"There are actually two people in the aggregation realm. Even so, you can't stop us from entering the land of immortal relics." In a flash, more than a dozen late-stage ghost cultivators appeared in front of Qin Fengming and Qin Fengming. One of them, the peak cultivator of the ghost king, appeared in front of them. Looking at the pale faces of Qin Fengming and Fengming, they spoke with murderous aura.

"It seems that you are the leader. If we want to capture the thief first, I will capture Wang Qin. I will capture you first."

Following Qin Fengming's words, a wave of energy surged on the spot, and an afterimage shot out in the smelly red mist and escaped as fast as lightning and flint.

Qin Fengming's blatant behavior made Master Brown Tiger next to him couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Although the Immortal Monk is one level higher than the Ghost King in front of him, facing a dozen Ghost King Monks, Master Brown Tiger dare not directly fly forward and risk his own life at his own expense.

You must know that if you are in the weird ghost mist at this time, even if you cut the opponent into two pieces with one blow, the ghost king monks can be resurrected and condensed into human form with their own weird magical powers.

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die in this mist, and yet I dare to be so arrogant. I'm really asking for death."

Following the words of the old man with an old-looking Ghost Lord Peak, a halo of light suddenly flashed in front of him. At the same time, several ghost cultivators beside him simultaneously danced with their hands and launched dozens of attacks, which enveloped Qin Fengming, who was approaching rapidly.

The dozen or so attacks were all ghost attacks. As soon as they left the halo, they merged with each other and instantly converged into several more powerful attacks. The sharp and cold attacks had not yet arrived. Several compelling auras had already enveloped Qin Fengming. above the body

If it were another early-stage monk to attack such a wave of attacks, even a monk from the monster race would definitely not be willing to take it hard.

Because this wave of attacks actually contains the blessing power of some kind of magic circle, the power of the combination seems to be more powerful than the attack of a monk in the early stage of aggregation.

After the old man named Chief said that, he ignored him and looked at Qin Fengming who was approaching with a hint of sarcasm, with a strong look of disdain in his eyes.

The distance between the two sides was originally several hundred feet away, but under Qin Fengming's rapid figure, he almost instantly reached a distance of one or two hundred feet away from those ghost cultivators. At that time, several ghost cultivators had already formed some kind of strange formation to attract the pounds. The powerful energy blocked Qin Fengming’s whole body

From the perspective of the ghost cultivators, even if this wave of attacks cannot defeat the human beings who are attacking and the early stage cultivators, they can still break their rapid movement skills and let them dodge aside quickly.

No one among the ghost cultivators present would think that they could resist their combined attack.

But just when several ghost cultivators calmed down in their hearts, they danced with their hands and offered attacks, then changed their techniques and wanted to use the second wave again, they suddenly saw the colorful light flashing in front of them. Hundreds of majestic multi-colored attacks suddenly flashed in front of them.

The power contained in the colorful horse training made everyone feel frightened just by seeing it. Everyone was interrupted on the spot when they were about to change the magic formula.

But just when more than a dozen late-stage ghost kings and peak ghost cultivators were terrified and planning to fly away, an extremely powerful solidified aura enveloped everyone.

Even the face of the old man named the leader has lost any trace of calmness, and his eyes have revealed a look of disbelief.

All the ghost cultivators are finally the master cultivators in the late stage of Ghost Lord and above. Although everyone was frightened in the face of the powerful attack, they did not really lose their ability to resist.

With a distance of one or two hundred feet, it is already difficult for everyone to use their own secret skills to save their lives.

But everyone was a very special cultivator. Under the crazy surge of mana in the body, a Yin Power Shield produced by more than a dozen late-stage Ghost Lord cultivators appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"You dare to invade my immortal land with such means, you are really overestimating your capabilities."

In the midst of a roar, the protective shield jointly offered by more than a dozen ghost king monks broke into pieces without holding on, and a figure flashed on the spot. The majestic five-color horse attack disappeared and the leader stood in front of everyone. There was no trace of the old man at this time.