Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Brother Guijun is already considered a powerful person. In the realm of ghosts, there are more than hundreds of thousands of monks with spiritual wisdom, but among them, there is less than one ghost king monk.

With the wisdom of everyone, they naturally know what the purpose of Gui Luo's move just now was.

Seeing Gui Luo, who had always followed the leader of the group in the middle stage of convergence, they all ran away. Whether it was the ghost king monks or the hundreds of ghost handsome monks present, they were all frightened and filled with deep hatred.

Afraid of the gathering of mid-level monks on the other side, Youhen Guiluo abandoned his subordinates and left.

Except for Lang Yuan and the three ghost king peak cultivators, no one had ever seen Gui Luo and Qin Fengming fight with their own eyes.

Suddenly seeing Gui Luo, who was in the middle stage of gathering in Tangtang, he just met Gui Luo, so he flew away and fled, leaving everyone behind. Everyone was also puzzled. I don’t know why Gui Luo had to flee in a hurry when the other party was only one person at this time.

However, all the ghost-shuai monks are very clever people. As for what Lang Yuan said, gathering everyone's strength to retreat is nothing more than using everyone as cannon fodder to resist the dangers encountered along the way.

But faced with such a situation, everyone knew that this matter was not good for everyone, so they had no choice but to act together.

Everyone has personally experienced the dangers encountered on the journey. At the beginning, there were nearly a thousand comrades, but now there are only more than a hundred people left. Everyone can't help but feel chills on their backs just thinking about it.

Almost without hesitation, everyone nodded and agreed with what Lang Yuan said.

As for waiting for Gui Luo to return, almost no one thought so. Even if Gui Luo wins in the end, it will definitely not be a good thing for everyone. Maybe the threat is greater than if everyone acted together at this time.

Facing the three great monks of Lang Yuan, if we gather the strength of everyone, we can still fight against the three of them. If we face Gui Luo, then everyone will have no choice but to obey orders and be slaughtered.

After just a few breaths, hundreds of ghost cultivators, led by Lang Yuan's three ghost king peak cultivators, quickly left the altar and stopped outside the red wall.

Scanning with their spiritual consciousness, everyone did not notice the two gathering monks who left earlier, but after a brief identification, they quickly left in one direction without much hesitation.

Although Qin Fengming and Gui Luo's escape skills were astonishing, there were still some traces to be traced in the red mist surrounding them as they quickly left.

As several rays of sword light shot away, Gui Luo, who was escaping quickly using strange movements, was finally blocked by Qin Fengming in a valley.

"Junior,

Don't bully others too much. I'm not afraid of you. No matter how powerful your methods are, once you get here, you can't easily leave this area. If you and I join forces, it will be possible to escape from this so-called immortal burial place. "

After waving his hand to resist several powerful sword beams, Gui Luo turned around, looked at Qin Fengming with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, it's a good idea to ask Qin to help you leave this place. With your ghost cultivators' abilities, you can enter this place. Qin is absolutely sure to leave here alone. Maybe Qin thinks the scenery here is good. I might as well just stay here, but leaving you to wait for ghost cultivators is of no use."

After hearing what Gui Luo said, Qin Fengming paused for a moment and instantly understood what Gui Luo was referring to.

When he destroyed the magic circle that imprisoned the spirits, Qin Fengming naturally discovered that there were thousands of ghost cultivators, but just now, there were only more than a hundred people left. Based on this alone, one already knows that the dangers encountered by the ghost cultivators along this journey are extremely powerful.

Of course Qin Fengming would not seek skin from a tiger.

No matter how dangerous this place is, he will never turn enemies into friends with Gui Luo and face the dangers of this place together.

"I don't know whether to live or die. If that's the case, I will send you to the underworld."

As a person in the middle stage of convergence, Gui Luo was very afraid of Qin Fengming, but he was not so afraid that he could not control himself. Seeing Qin Fengming's answer so simply, he naturally knew that it was impossible for the two parties to unite. He looked angry and opened his mouth, and the magic weapon of his life flashed out.

With a flash in the wind, a strange magic weapon with three skulls inlaid appeared in the air. In the blink of an eye, a black mist suddenly spurted out. In an instant, the strange magic weapon was wrapped in it.

There was a frightening creaking sound, and three huge skulls with a height of ten feet were visible in the black mist in the sky.

Gui Luo made a secret in his hand and pointed quickly in the air. Suddenly the three skulls separated, each carrying a black mist, and suddenly attacked Qin Fengming from three directions.

This frightening and natural thing can be seen to be something sinister at first glance.

Seeing Gui Luo sacrifice his natal magic weapon, Qin Fengming's expression also moved slightly. This was the first time he had seen such a natal magic weapon. It could be divided into three parts and each became one, as if it were a set of magic weapons.

Amidst the clicking sound, three huge skulls flew in front of Qin Fengming, wrapped in thick mist. The black lights rose wildly, carrying a harsh whimpering sound. The three huge skulls opened and closed their huge mouths, and from the three In the direction above, they immediately surrounded and bitten them.

This attack from Gui Luo's natal magic weapon can be said to be the most powerful attack among the several mid-stage convergence monks that Qin Fengming has encountered before. Except for the imitations of the Chaos Lingbao, it can be said that it is the most powerful attack by its own magic weapon.

Based on this alone, it can be seen that Guiluo must have survived for more than two thousand years.

But Qin Fengming, who had fought with the cultivators at the top of the gathering, naturally would not be overly burdened when faced with Gui Luo's attack. His eyes flashed brightly, and his hands hurriedly waved out.

The three spiritual slashes turned into three huge multicolored arcs of light and bombarded towards the three huge skulls.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three muffled sounds suddenly resounded on the spot.

What made Qin Fengming's face turn cold was that the three huge skulls, faced with the three huge arcs of majestic power, opened their huge mouths without dodging, and directly swallowed the three arcs of light into the giant... In the mouth.

There was a muffled roar, and a ferocious color seemed to flash in the giant skull's pair of giant eyes that flashed with green light, but as the giant mouth opened and closed, it still swallowed and extinguished three huge arc attacks.

"Hey, I do have some tricks up my sleeve."

Seeing the three skulls showing such power, Qin Fengming couldn't help but let out a sigh.

As he spoke, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly glowed with colorful glow, and he disappeared immediately on the spot.

At this time, although Qin Fengming still could not fully understand the essence of teleportation, the speed of Xuantian Microstep was extremely fast based on his current cultivation level.

Although it is not as fast as the old man whose essence and blood condensed his soul in the sea of ​​​​blood, it is still a bit more powerful.

With a loud bang, a giant fist wrapped in majestic blue mist flashed out, directly hitting the skull in front of him with a loud wail. The black mist rolled, sweeping the huge skull towards the distance. Flying away everywhere.

The power of Qin Fengming's Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique still did not disappoint him. He still had the slight upper hand against the opponent's natal magic weapon attack.

Qin Fengming had fought with the old man at the top of the gathering, so he naturally knew how powerful his Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique was at this time. Although this secret technique cannot compete with imitation spiritual treasures, there is still not much danger to a magic weapon from a monk in the middle stage of aggregation.

After a successful attack, Qin Fengming did not continue to attack, but placed his finger between his eyebrows, and the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword appeared. In a blink of an eye, he caught it directly in his hand. The body was dazzled on the spot, and blossoming sword lotuses were seen flashing out, covering the three huge skulls.

The sword lotus flashed with red and blue light and instantly enveloped three huge skulls.

Amidst the loud banging sound, the thick mist surrounding the huge skull suddenly disappeared like smoke blown by the wind.

Under the wailing sound of the huge skull, it was difficult to resist.

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