Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The lonely figure quickly flew away among the tall mountains. Thick mist floated in the mountains, and the cold atmosphere filled the air. The surrounding peaks were so high and empty, making people feel like they were enveloped in deathly silence.

Feeling that the aura of the real ghost in the mist was getting stronger and stronger, although Qin Fengming felt excited, he also became more vigilant.

As the body moved forward rapidly, the feeling of pure yin energy filling the body that frightened all the ghost cultivators did not appear.

Seeing that there were no ghosts or ghosts around him, Qin Fengming was puzzled and each had an object in his hand.

Caution is Qin Fengming's first guarantee for surviving many dangers.

This time, his caution worked wonders again.

Just when Qin Fengming was flying forward with his flying light, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart. Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, his body suddenly stopped at the edge of a valley.

The valley in front of him didn't show anything strange at all, but Qin Fengming's eyes flashed with blue light, and his expression showed a solemn look.

"How did you find out that I am here? I thought that I had completely concealed my aura, but you were still able to notice it. This is really beyond my expectation."

Qin Fengming looked at a place in the valley and stopped moving.

Just when Qin Fengming noticed it, a familiar voice with a slightly surprised tone suddenly sounded from the place where Qin Fengming was looking.

Then a red mist surged, and an old man appeared in the valley.

"It's true that the ghost is lingering. You actually expected the purpose of Qin's visit. Qin really has to admire your scheming. But why are you alone? Where are the other two fellow Taoists? Can they show up? Got pregnant."

Looking at the old man wrapped in red mist in front of him, the strange color on Qin Fengming's face disappeared in a flash, and he returned to a calm state in an instant. Looking around, he didn't find the other two old men. The look on his face changed and he spoke directly.

The old man who suddenly appeared was one of the three peak ghost cultivators who had chased Qin Fengming thousands of miles away.

As for which one of them it was, Qin Fengming couldn't tell at all.

The three of them are all the same regardless of their height, temperament, or cultivation aura. Even if Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness were stronger,

It is absolutely impossible to distinguish the three people specifically.

"If I want to capture just one of you who is in the early stage of the aggregation, there is no need for the other two. How can you escape with just me?"

As his figure flashed, the old man wrapped in red mist stopped two hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.

"Whether you can escape or not, you will only know after fighting. Qin has never fought with a cultivator at the Convergence Summit. You are the first. Let Qin see how powerful the ghost cultivator at the Convergence Summit is." Use your means."

A bright light flashed in his eyes. Although Qin Fengming was still afraid of his existence at this moment, his expression not only showed no trace of fear, but also revealed a state of eagerness to try.

The magic formula in the body was used, and black mist suddenly emerged around the body, instantly involving the old man.

The green ghost fire was revealed, and a tall skeleton holding a huge green machete appeared in the black mist.

As he finished speaking, the two secret techniques were fully displayed in front of the old man.

Feeling the surging mist around him, the old man snorted softly in his nose, and his consciousness locked on Qin Fengming in the mist, with a trace of casual disregard on his face.

Facing Qin Fengming's sudden attack, the old man who was at the peak of aggregation would not be worried at all.

Although the gap between the peak of the aggregation realm and the early stage monks is not as big as the difference between the peak of the transformation realm and the early stage of transformation. However, there is still a huge gap between the two sides in terms of their own magic power and the energy of heaven and earth they can drive.

In the late stage of infant transformation, the peak cultivators can already sense the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth, and some can even be slightly driven. But the monks in the early and middle stages of infant transformation have no feeling at all, let alone drive it.

It is at this point that the late and peak stage of transformation is called a great monk. The reason why monks who are both in the early and middle stages of transforming into infants should be called seniors.

Although he was in the thick ghost-eating mist, with the old man's powerful consciousness, he could still feel Qin Fengming very clearly at such a close distance.

Feeling the powerful corrosive power revealed by the ghost-eating mist, the old man's heart also moved slightly.

If the young man in front of him had the same peak of Ghost Dao skills at this time, he would be invincible just by relying on the power of the mist.

But at this time, the old man was not afraid.

Facing the huge skeleton shooting towards him, the old man raised his hand without haste, and a thick red arm-length bolt flashed out from his hand. In a flash, he was in front of the huge skeleton that was flying toward him.

A red light suddenly appeared, and several red tough ropes were tied to the tall skeleton body.

The powerful obstructive force of the ghost-eating mist didn't seem to have the slightest impact on the red strand of horses.

But just when the old man smiled and was about to speak, a loud roar suddenly sounded dozens of feet in front of him.

Following the loud noise, a ball of cold and strange majestic energy suddenly appeared and rushed towards his body.

"Hey, there are really some tricks." In the soft voice, a red mist emerged from in front of the old man, and with a roll, the green ghost fires that swept towards his body were involved in it.

The fight between the two sides was electric.

As soon as the skeleton transformed by Xuanyin's ghost fire was bound by a red rope, Qin Fengming's body of mana surged out. With a push, the skeleton immediately self-destructed on the spot.

The Xuanyin ghost fire, which was already powerful in swallowing and melting, was immediately involved in the rope with the blessing of the ghost-devouring mist. Although it cannot be eliminated instantly, it has already made it difficult to achieve success.

Under Qin Fengming's urging, the mysterious ghost fires covered the old man.

Of course, it was impossible for Qin Fengming to think that he would be able to fight with the other party's ghost cultivator at the peak of Huaying with his mere Huaying Peak Ghost Dao Kung Fu. There is a reason why he did this even though he knew he was outmatched.

Just when Xuanyin Ghost Fire was swept away by a red mist, a burst of wind and thunder suddenly resounded in the valley.

"This is the sword formation. It seems to be the Four Elephant Sword Formation. The power of this Four Elephant Sword Formation seems to be many times more powerful than what is stated in the classics. I actually had such a powerful sword formation magic weapon in my possession. I just looked down upon it. is you."

Sensing the strong sword intent that suddenly appeared around him, the old man suddenly spoke out loud.

Seeing that the thick fog just now disappeared and was replaced by a place of dense clouds, roaring thunder, flashing lightning, and roaring hurricanes, the expression of the old man who was invisible in the red fog finally showed some vigilance.

Feeling the majestic sword intent revealed in the air, the old man actually felt a powerful threat.

This shocked the old man who was at the peak of the aggregation.

"Qin's sword formation has been the first to be used with all his strength since he became successful in cultivation. It is really Qin's dream to have a peak-level monk to test the formation. Let's experience the power of this sword formation. "