Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

At this time, Qin Fengming was indiscriminately seeking treatment for his illness.

Facing the three peak gathering monks, he was extremely reluctant to fight head-on with them. If he is blocked by the opponent, even if he can temporarily save his life. But in this realm of ghosts, the right time, place, and people have nothing to do with him. In this case, he has no choice but to be killed.

Since the Wind Hidden Talisman is useless at this time, the only thing on him that may still be useful for his escape is the Shadow Talisman.

As for how the three old men knew his location, Ren Qin Fengming was astute and had no idea at this time.

The only thing that was certain was that he still had a strange aura that was difficult to identify with his spiritual sense. Otherwise, with the power of the Wind Hidden Talisman, such a thing would never happen.

Regardless of the presence of any weird aura on his body that he could hardly detect, what the invisibility talisman copied was his entire body. This of course includes his breath.

Under the lock of the three old men, Qin Fengming did not hesitate to activate the shadow talisman and detonated a cherished thunder and lightning talisman on the spot.

Although the power of the thunder and lightning talisman is not small, it is only a threat to the monks in the late stage of aggregation.

Its power is far less powerful than the Burning Sun Hunyuan Pearl. Attacking the three peak aggregation monks may have no effect at all, but stimulating them at this time can definitely hinder the locking of the three old men's consciousness.

Facing the three identical figures scattering and escaping, the three old men barely hesitated at all. As soon as their bodies separated, they immediately separated, each chasing one person.

Seeing the three summit monks separated, Qin Fengming not only showed no strange expression, but a smile appeared on his face.

But before his smile could fully bloom, a situation that almost made him stand still appeared in his consciousness.

In almost a moment, the two clones flew more than three thousand miles away.

Suddenly beyond the control of Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness, the clone instantly turned into dots of stars and disappeared from the scene.

But just as Qin Fengming's clone disappeared, the old man who was chasing him also suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the energy around the old man who was chasing behind Qin Fengming's body fluctuated together, and the disappeared old man revealed his figure.

Two old men in succession, with almost no time interval, suddenly appeared next to the old man behind Qin Fengming from a distance of two to three thousand miles away. Such a strange scene has never been described in various classics, not to mention that Qin Fengming has seen it with his own eyes. .

At this time, Qin Fengming felt more and more strange about the techniques in the spiritual world.

Both sides galloped forward without anyone stopping for a moment. With the shadow talisman being broken so easily by the opponent, Qin Fengming had no other way to trap the opponent except running away quickly.

The talisman array can only be effective in the face of such a powerful force only once.

If you use it again, there will definitely be no effect.

It sounds like a very short time, but in fact it has been a day since the two sides started chasing and escaping. Although it only lasted one day, under the rapid speed of both parties, they had already traveled nearly ten million miles away. Flying away with all his strength, regardless of the consumption of mana, Qin Fengming already felt that the mana in his body had been greatly consumed.

In such a short period of time, it is naturally impossible for the three peak gathering monks to have the slightest risk of running out of mana.

The flight direction that Qin Fengming chose this time was exactly towards the place where the gloomy mist spewed out. But that place was hundreds of millions of miles away from the crack passage he entered.

With such a distance, it was absolutely impossible for him to arrive before the three Aggregation Peak old men behind him caught up.

As the distance between the two parties got closer and closer, the killing intention in Qin Fengming's heart also grew rapidly. A violent energy spurted out of his body, giving his usually calm young face a frightening aura.

The two sides slowly approached, a hundred miles, ninety miles, eighty miles, seventy miles...

The murderous aura on Qin Fengming's body condensed sharply as the two sides approached. Although he was already prepared for a fight, he did not stop there.

This place is a hilly land with no tall peaks.

Although there is no Yin Qi in this area, there is no vitality of heaven and earth. In such a place, the attack power of the three peak monks can be greatly reduced during a fight, but for Qin Fengming, it is not the most suitable place to fight.

The means he relies on most at this time, apart from the soul-devouring ghost fire, are the means that can threaten the monks at the top of the gathering, which are the powerful physical attacks of the secret techniques in Chi You's True Demonic Art and the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Art.

Although the Bihunsi was sharp, Qin Fengming was not sure whether the three peak ghost cultivators with powerful divine soul power could withstand the attack of the Bihunsi. Under such circumstances, he would not take the risk of sacrificing Bihunsi, who was still growing.

It can be said that at this time, Qin Fengming was able to confidently compete with the top monks at the top of the competition, all using close-range methods.

The most suitable area for close combat should naturally be a place lined with tall mountains.

As he was escaping in a hurry, Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness was completely released, covering the land three thousand miles in front of him.

When the distance between the two sides was less than twenty miles, Qin Fengming's consciousness finally appeared in a land of tall, dark mountains.

This mountain range is completely covered with black rocks, and the entire sky reflected in it is darkened.

There are tall peaks in the mountains, and there are many peaks that are over a thousand feet high. Although there are thick clouds and mist inside, Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness did not sense the presence of Yin energy at all.

With his body deflected, Qin Fengming flew directly towards the vast mountain range.

Just when Qin Fengming's body disappeared into the black mountain range, the three gathering peak ghost cultivators suddenly stopped at the same time. His whole body was gleaming with red light, and he looked at Qin Fengming with a gloomy expression, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Qin Fengming, who sensed this, flashed and stopped on a tall mountain peak.

"Junior, I thought that your attainments in the magic circle were not low, so I wanted to take you under my sect and let you put your talents to good use. I never thought that you would enter this mountain range, so just accept your fate. In a few days, you will It will turn into a pile of withered bones and die here.”

The three old men looked at Qin Fengming, their expressions showed some sadness, and they seemed to be mocking Qin Fengming.

"Withered Soul Mountain Range, isn't this place the Withered Soul Mountain Range?"

Seeing the expressions of the three old men and hearing their words, the name of a dangerous place suddenly appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.

"You actually know the name of this place. It seems that you must have searched for the souls of the monks in the Realm of Shadows. Now that you know this place, I guess you have already felt the feeling of ants eating souls at this time."

Seeing Qin Fengming's sudden change of color, the three old men showed a joking look on their faces almost at the same time, and one of them even spoke in a sarcastic manner.

The Withered Soul Mountain Range is the most terrifying place in the Ghost Realm. When Qin Fengming interrogated the dozens of Ghost Lord monks, the most dangerous place he heard about was the Withered Soul Mountain Range.

Those ghost cultivators all showed fear when they mentioned the Withered Soul Mountain Range. Even the dozen or so late-stage Ghost Lord monks were extremely fearful of the Dry Soul Mountain Range.

He never expected that he would enter the most terrifying and dangerous place in the realm of ghosts.