Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Without stopping, Qin Fengming's figure flashed and he quickly retreated a hundred feet away.

Although it was only one blow, the strange movements of the other party had already frightened Qin Fengming.

Before the fight, the five gathering monks were two hundred feet away from the tall stone platform, and formed an extremely huge fan shape to surround the stone platform.

But the ghost cultivator on the other side stood in the middle of the stone platform, with only a flash of black light, almost as if he was teleporting, and he launched an attack into the ghost-eating mist.

Although he was asked to predict the opponent's attack in advance, the process was dangerous.

Even if he had the slightest hesitation, or he didn't sacrifice the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword in advance just now. Maybe this time he will be hit on the body by the opponent's attack. Although he may not be able to be killed, this is definitely not what Qin Fengming wants to see.

Just as he was retreating in a flash, he finally locked the blade that was attacking him.

In the flash of blue light in his eyes, a look of extreme shock suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's face. This kind of shock is not panic, but a feeling of being extremely incredible when seeing what is happening in front of me.

The sharp blade of black light wrapped in black mist flickered and returned to the child who had not moved at this moment.

I saw his right hand raised, and five black lights flashed back, fell into his palm and disappeared.

If it weren't for Lingqing's divine eyes, Qin Fengming wouldn't be able to see clearly. Under Lingqing's divine eyes, he discovered that the five sharp blades wrapped in black mist were actually the five short fingers of the child.

Qin Fengming, who was in shock, looked at the other four people with his spiritual consciousness.

Fairy Fei Feng was now wrapped in a ball of hot flames, filled with a powerful fire attribute. Her originally graceful figure revealed a sacred aura amidst the steaming flames.

Although I didn't see what kind of methods Feifeng Fairy used to resist the opponent's extremely strange attack. But seeing her state at this time, it can be known that Feifeng Fairy has already used one of her powerful secret techniques.

Xu Qinglin, on the other side, looked gloomy at the moment. Although there were no wounds on his body, looking at his face, it was obvious that the attack just made him frightened.

At this moment, Luo Tai's eyes flashed with fierce light, and a dark shield flashed in front of him.

Not even Qin Fengming noticed when Luo Tai sacrificed this shield. It was obviously what the child ghost cultivator showed after he attacked.

Qin Fengming thought it was difficult to use his shield to resist the opponent's strange attack.

Based on this alone, you can already see how fast Luo Tai's movements were.

When looking at Guan Huo who was looking into the distance, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. At this time, Guan Huo's left arm had disappeared.

Just under the opponent's blow just now, Guan Huo had already suffered serious injuries.

At this moment, Guan Huo's two magic weapons were flying rapidly in front of him, not seeking merit, but seeking a perfect defense that would be impervious to wind and rain. Facing the opponent's strange attack, he no longer dared to be careless at this moment.

Looking at the children in the distance who were wearing black clothes made of condensed mist, Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly.

If the opponent's five attacks just now were aimed at one person, no one dares to say whether they can still stand on the spot at this moment.

"Hey, it's not bad. This old man's attack actually only injured one person, but didn't kill anyone. It seems that you and the other five are all extraordinary people. But next, if you can still After resisting so safely, even if I let you wait, it's not non-negotiable."

Looking at the five people present, the child-like ghost cultivator chuckled softly and spoke without any anger.

"Hmph, I can still allow you to attack at will. Fellow Taoists, this ghost cultivator cannot be resisted by one person. If you want to survive, you still need our combined efforts. Only by exerting all our strength can you have a chance of survival."

Although Luo Tai snorted coldly, Qin Fengming and the others mobilized dozens of magic weapons suspended in the air.

He slashed towards the ghost cultivator on the stone platform.

Of course, it is impossible to kill the opponent with this kind of attack, but it is still possible to tie the opponent and leave enough time for everyone to perform the secret technique.

What happened next made Qin Fengming feel wary again.

The five aggregation monks used all their strength to attack with thirteen powerful magic weapons, almost covering the entire stone platform.

No matter how the short ghost cultivator dodges, his path is almost blocked.

But just when the thirteen magic weapons were about to chop into the body of the ghost cultivator, the ghost cultivator seemed to be standing in the air in a black mist, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

This smile was filled with a feeling that sent chills down Qin Fengming's back.

In an instant, several powerful magic weapons struck at the black mist.

"Bang!" A muffled sound, like a chop on a leather drum, instantly sounded on the stone platform. The huge black mist that enveloped the child was immediately shattered into pieces by the magic weapon.

But the ghost cultivator who was originally standing in the black mist disappeared without a trace.

Just when Qin Fengming felt a chill in his heart, and his consciousness quickly scanned the surroundings, with a blue light flashing in his eyes, hoping to search out the ghost cultivator again, he saw a huge whirlpool made of mist suddenly appear above the tall stone platform. On the spot.

As soon as the huge vortex was formed, a huge suction force emerged from the vortex.

Qin Fengming's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. He felt that as the vortex unfolded, two powerful magic weapons, one sword and one sword, which were extremely closely related to him, suddenly flew directly towards the huge vortex without his control.

Although he clearly felt that the sword magic weapon had not truly lost contact with his mind, the powerful suction force was obviously much stronger than the magic weapon's own ability to break free.

"No, this whirlpool is weird. Take back your magic weapons quickly."

Luo Tai's shout was obviously too late. The huge whirlpool appeared so quickly that all thirteen powerful magic weapons were sucked into it without exception.

The majestic Yin Qi swirled rapidly, and the huge magic weapons that were more than ten feet in size disappeared one after another.

"This... this... this is the Chaotic Heaven Technique. Are you the one who guards the Immortal Mountain?"

Just when the magic weapon disappeared, Fairy Fei Feng's sweet cry suddenly sounded. His voice was full of disbelief.

"You, are you the abandoned disciple who guarded the Immortal Mountain thousands of years ago?"

Fairy Feifeng is certainly not the only person who has knowledge. Before she could finish her words, Luo Tai's words followed her.

As soon as he spoke, he shook his head.

The other party is a ghost cultivator with the body of a monster, and he has no memory of what happened before. As the clone of the original monk, his memory has been erased, and he naturally does not know the origin of his original body.