Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Thousands of colorful butterflies are flying, and when viewed from a distance, it looks magical and dazzling, with no trace of murderous intent.

But if you are inside it, you will definitely find that the powerful poison filled in the air is so thick that it can easily corrode the magic weapon and shield.

Although Qin Fengming was standing more than ten miles away, he still felt the suffocating and powerful toxic aura permeating the air.

The green dragons, birds and fire beasts transformed by the ghost-eating ghost fire, as soon as they entered the area where the ghost-faced butterfly appeared, sharp dragon roars, bird songs, and beast roars started loudly.

Facing the terrifying toxic mist, the green dragon bird and beast transformed by the soul-devouring ghost fire also became excited.

They all swayed and flew towards the group of butterflies. Facing the gathering of demonic butterflies, they did not show any signs of retreating.

The poisonous mist emitted by the demon butterfly is indeed powerful, but under the raging power of the soul-devouring ghost fire, there is still no threat. As long as the huge body rolls, the ghost-faced butterflies surrounding it will be drawn into the body by the ghost-devouring ghost fire.

It seems that the soul-eating ghost fire has the upper hand, but facing hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced butterflies, just these few dragons, beasts and birds transformed by the soul-eating ghost fire cannot be completely eliminated in a short time.

Just when Qin Fengming was thinking about it, colorful butterflies suddenly swept up in the distance and flew towards his place. The speed is so fast that it is even better than the Guijun monk's escape technique.

"Hey, these demon butterflies are quite intelligent. They really shouldn't be underestimated."

His face froze for a moment, and Qin Fengming let out a soft sigh as he looked at the hurricane-like torrent of demonic butterflies approaching rapidly. The mana in the body surged, and the majestic mist spewed out. A group of green ghost flames also flashed in the mist along with the spewing of dark mist.

The ghost-faced butterfly has obviously reached the adult state, which is one level higher than the silver sheath insect.

Although Qin Fengming was sure that the Ghost Faced Butterfly would definitely be at a disadvantage in the face of the powerful strength of the Silver Sheath Insect, but at this time he was facing it directly and he still raised his vigilance to the extreme.

The Ghost Devouring Yin Mist and Xuanyin Ghost Fire were sacrificed outside the body at the same time.

The poison of the ghost-faced butterfly is really powerful. The ghost-faced butterfly carrying the majestic poisonous mist just came into contact with the ghost-eating mist, and a stinging sound came out from the touch interface.

The ghost-eating mist that had not been refined by Qin Fengming again, faced with the poisonous mist of the ghost-faced butterfly, was very likely to be restrained and swallowed by the opponent. The clouds of mist were swept away by the poisonous mist, and then dissipated on the spot.

Suddenly seeing such a situation,

Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened, the mana in his body surged, and the Tao spells surged out. The majestic and sticky Ghost Devouring Yin Mist suddenly retreated as the spells flashed rapidly.

Suddenly, the Ghost Devouring Mist, which was originally hundreds of feet wide, shrank to only a dozen feet in size.

As the mist shrinks rapidly, the already thick mist becomes even thicker. Almost turned into tiny droplets.

With a muffled sound, the Xuanyin ghost fire suddenly shattered into dots of starlight and merged into the extremely viscous ghost-eating mist.

For a moment, the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, which was originally at a disadvantage, showed its power under the blessing of the Xuanyin Ghost Fire. It rolled rapidly, swallowing and melting the poisonous mist carried by the ghost-faced butterfly.

The ghost-faced butterfly is not low in spiritual intelligence and did not invade into the dark and sticky mist. It just surrounded Qin Fengming and released the strange poisonous mist wantonly, with the intention of consuming all his own mana.

Only then did Qin Fengming finally understand how terrifying the ghost-faced butterfly was.

At this time, even if he tried his best, it would definitely cost a lot to escape the siege of the demon butterfly. If other monks encounter such a difficult demon butterfly, it is almost impossible to escape without restraining the monster.

When Qin Fengming faced the demon butterflies, he didn't have to flee at all. With his own majestic magic power and the help of high-grade spiritual stones, he could stand in a stalemate with these demon butterflies for several days without any risk of death.

Inspired by his spiritual thoughts, several huge figures flashed back. With a few swings, thousands of ghost-faced butterflies around them were swallowed up.

The movement speed of Qinglong and others is much faster than that of demon butterflies. Under the powerful devouring ability, these ghost-faced butterflies are like the food of Qinglong, being swept into the belly by the huge body.

A few hours later, the turbulent ghost-faced butterflies flashed and flew back quickly under the sound of a low hum in the distance. It was as if the tide had receded and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the ghost-faced butterfly going away, Qin Fengming did not start to pursue it.

Ghost Faced Butterfly retreated, but Qin Fengming did not find any powerful presence appearing. It seemed to be just a protection strategy of Ghost Faced Butterfly. Knowing that no matter how hard he persisted, he could not do anything to the opponent.

After the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire swallowed them up, a total of one or two hundred thousand Ghost-faced Butterflies died in the belly of the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire. It absorbs a lot of poison.

In addition to the soul-eating ghost fire, Qin Fengming also has several methods that can kill the hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced butterflies.

Whether it is the broken small bowl, the Yin Sha Tiandu Talisman Formation, or the sacrifice of dozens of humanoid puppets, it can be said that there is great confidence in killing the Ghost Faced Butterfly.

But other methods would not do any good to Qin Fengming himself, and only by devouring him with the soul-devouring ghost fire could he gain great benefits. Therefore, although it was slow, Qin Fengming still put a lot of effort into it.

Five days later, under the personal action of Qin Fengming, more than a hundred ghost cultivators from the Ghost Realm passed through the ghost face that everyone had finally managed to pass through after abandoning twenty or thirty comrades. A dangerous area ruled by butterflies.

Among them, Qin Fengming even obtained several cherished spiritual herbs that are tens of thousands of years old.

This made Qin Fengming realize that the place where immortals are buried is indeed a place where danger and opportunity coexist.

Recalling what happened along the way, Lang Yuan and the other ghost cultivators were filled with respect for the young man in front of them, who seemed to have no pretensions at all and seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Qin Fengming took action this time and did not deliberately dodge the crowd. Seeing the terrifying soul-devouring ghost fire appearing, the ghost cultivators were so shocked that their mouths opened slightly and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Since these ghost cultivators will be used in the future, Qin Fengming will of course use some means to convince everyone and not have any objections.

The people were familiar with the road, and without any delay, they soon reached the next dangerous area.

Looking at the vast honeycomb-like area in front of him, Qin Fengming only paused for a moment before waving his hand and leading everyone into it.

There are no monsters in this area, only sharp hurricanes gushing out from the dark holes all over the place.

Although the hurricane seemed sharp, Qin Fengming was convinced that under the protection of the combined attack array he taught, and with the combined efforts of everyone, it was still possible to withstand the powerful hurricane.

Qin Fengming's confidence was quickly confirmed.

Facing the omnipresent, extremely cold, and extremely sharp huge hurricane, it spewed out rapidly. Under the combined attack formation inspired by all the ghost cultivators, although it still seemed very dangerous, it finally resisted the harassment of those hurricanes.

Feeling the powerful and tough wall revealed by the combined attack formation, the ghost cultivators felt their gratitude to Qin Fengming from the bottom of their hearts.