Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming couldn't help but be startled when he suddenly saw the other party offering a ring-like natal magic weapon.

Judging from his skill in weapon refining, it can be seen that the ring magic weapon is a treasure that integrates offense and defense. This kind of magic weapon is rarely used by monks to refine it.

There is no other, because as a monk's destiny, what most monks value is its powerful attack power.

A treasure that is both offensive and defensive will naturally make the attack slightly less powerful.

But just when Qin Fengming was stunned for a moment, Cui Zhenhai's magic ring had already been activated. A majestic energy wave emerged in the sound of Weng's cry. Under the flash of icy light, the huge ring suddenly trembled.

The phantoms of the circles shot out in an instant, heading towards the five spiritual beasts and birds transformed by the soul-devouring ghost fire.

The phantom of the ring shot out, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered rapidly. As soon as it flew out, it immediately solidified and turned into huge rings like entities.

The majestic energy was revealed, and the rings disappeared into the void one after another.

When they emerged again, a huge ring of different sizes appeared around each of the five spirit beasts and birds transformed by the soul-devouring ghost fire.

Some are as big as one or twenty feet, and some are only two or three feet in size.

Although the size is huge, a huge icy aura quickly appeared on each circle, and the five spiritual creatures were enveloped in it in an instant.

As the ring was revealed, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the ring wrapped in icy light suddenly began to rotate. As it rotated at high speed, countless crescent-like sharp blades shot out from the thick round ring, attacking the wrapped cyan dragons, sunbirds and other spiritual objects from all directions.

Suddenly seeing the opponent's natal treasure displaying such an attack, Qin Fengming's heart became tense.

Rings suddenly appeared, and the spiritual objects transformed by the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire were immediately enveloped in countless attacks. The extremely cold curved blade rotated rapidly and slashed at the bodies of five spiritual beasts and birds.

Suddenly, the sound of wailing became louder. In addition to the huge cyan dragon, which was more than ten feet tall, and the fire beast wrapped in yellow magic flames, the three spiritual birds transformed by the soul-devouring ghost fire appeared with their flesh and blood flying after being rapidly chopped by the cold curved blades. .

Although the five fire spirits would not be completely strangled by the opponent's magic weapon immediately, they were already at a disadvantage under the opponent's crazy attack. If time goes by, it is definitely not impossible for the fire spirit to be completely wiped out by the ring magic weapon.

Qin Fengming was suddenly shocked. At the same time, Cui Zhenhai, who controlled the magic weapon of his life, was also shocked.

It can be said that the power of his natal magic weapon is no worse than the imitation spiritual treasure. When facing the aggregation monks, it can be said that as long as it is used, almost any kind of magic weapon of the opponent can be crushed on the spot with one blow.

But at this moment, facing the opponent's demonic flames containing fire spirits, he was unable to achieve success instantly. This was the first time he encountered such a situation when facing a gathering monk after he advanced to become a god.

Just when Cui Zhenhai was shocked, an extremely strange magical sound suddenly reached his ears.

As the magic sound sounded, a majestic and powerful energy wave suddenly emerged from the tall mountain peak. As the vitality of heaven and earth gathered rapidly, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared.

His spiritual consciousness quickly glanced out and saw a figure already suspended in mid-air.

The majestic energy flashed, and a tall shadow suddenly appeared from the suspended young man's figure. Following the chanting of the demonic voice, the suspended figure of the young man suddenly expanded and merged with the tall shadow in an instant.

Five-colored rays of light flashed, and an extremely majestic and oppressive aura emerged.

It seems that the young man's cultivation level has suddenly increased significantly at this time.

Qin Fengming, who had completed his transformation, was surrounded by a dazzling multi-colored glow, and a sacred aura enveloped his whole body. The huge palm came out and suddenly grabbed it in the void.

As the palm of his hand was clenched, the phantom of a huge mountain-breaking ax several feet in length suddenly appeared in his hand.

The majestic energy of heaven and earth gathered rapidly, and the colorful light flashed wildly,

The shadow of the huge ax suddenly solidified and turned into reality in an instant.

"Hmph, old man, how about you try the power of Qin's forbidden secret technique?"

At this time, Qin Fengming had already used his most reliable weapon. Facing an extremely difficult monk in the realm of theosophy, he could no longer retain his own methods.

Although Qin Fengming had other powerful treasures on his body, whether it was the Imitation Spiritual Treasure of the Divine Emperor's Seal or the Xuanji Huanshui, which was a great threat to the spiritual cultivators, Qin Fengming still chose Chi You's True Demonic Art to transform after thinking about it in his heart. occult.

When he had just advanced to the aggregation stage, he could rely on this secret technique that he had just learned and practiced successfully to kill the monks in the middle stage of the aggregation stage who had used the forbidden secret technique. Now that he has advanced to the middle stage of aggregation, and his understanding of Chi You's True Demonic Art has become even more advanced, his power will naturally become more powerful.

With shouts resounding from his mouth, Qin Fengming, who was already several feet tall, suddenly held an ax in both hands and slashed toward the void of the huge ring below.

A huge illusory ax shadow several feet in size suddenly shot out.

As soon as the illusory ax shadow flew away, the energy of heaven and earth gathered sharply, and the illusory ax shadow solidified into reality in an instant.

The wind roared, and the giant axe, which was several feet tall, struck the main body of the huge ring in a flash.

A deafening huge roar, accompanied by a violent and raging wind, resounded on the spot. A ring flashing with icy light shot out with a whoosh and flew for more than ten feet before stabilizing in the air again.

"Junior deserves to die!" A furious shout came out of Cui Zhenhai's mouth as the ring magic weapon flew out.

The power of Chi You's True Demonic Art is still beyond Qin Fengming's knowledge.

He never thought that a single blow from the secret technique of the True Demon Art could completely suppress the destiny of a spiritual monk who had survived for thousands of years.

Qin Fengming was stunned for only a moment. Following Cui Zhenhai's violent shout, his expression became solemn again. With his teeth clenched, the majestic mana surged again.

The giant ax held tightly in both hands swung out rapidly in the void.

In an instant, several huge ax shadows flashed on the spot. Amidst the whistling sound, they slashed towards the huge ring magic weapon that had been stabilized again.

In an instant, deafening roars sounded one after another.

"Ah, you actually damaged my life-long possession." Amid the ear-splitting roar, an even louder roar suddenly resounded.

Amidst the whimpering sound of the huge ring magic weapon, it suddenly lost control under the blows of several huge axes and fell rapidly towards the mountain forest below.

Before it fell to the ground, the huge ring had shrunk rapidly, and finally turned into something as small as a palm.

A ray of energy rolled out rapidly, and before the small circle fell completely, it was already involved in it. In a flash, Cui Zhenhai was brought back to him.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Cui Zhenhai's mouth without being forced down by Cui Zhenhai.

"Okay, very good, I will definitely capture you." As the angry voice echoed in his mouth, a majestic thick mist spurted out and swept towards the huge mountain peak.

Just when Qin Fengming became alarmed and tried his best to inject mana into the temple, the Hantian Bell imitation spirit treasure that was facing Xuanwei Qingyan Sword suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The fog dissipated, and Cui Zhenhai's figure disappeared on the spot.