Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The soul-eating beast can still be regarded as the peak of the seventh level of the monster beast at this time. Even if he breaks through this state, in the eyes of the monks, he has only reached the state of transformation.

Such a level, compared with the powerful soul of a middle-aged monk in the late stage of divine connection, is really very different.

If it were a monk, with such a bounty level, he wouldn't be able to resist at all. Just a single thought from the great psychic can kill the Infant Transformation cultivator thousands of times.

The picture of the Soul-Eating Beast was filled with yellow mist. Qin Fengming knew that it was the origin of the Soul-Eating Beast, a terrifying existence that restrained ghosts and ghosts. If it is lost, even if the Soul-eating Beast does not die, it will definitely not feel comfortable.

It can range from a sudden drop in realm to a severe state injury, making it difficult to go any further.

The reason why the soul-eating beast is greedy for the middle-aged monk is because the reincarnation of Xia Yuqi is made of the blood of the soul essence.

Soul essence has unimaginable benefits for monks. It may be even more tempting for existences like soul-devouring beasts that specialize in devouring souls.

As the soul-eating beast suddenly rushed towards the monk's head, the terrifying aura that frightened Qin Fengming suddenly stagnated and disappeared.

The monk lost several mouthfuls of essence and blood, but the terrifying secret technique that was powerfully inspired was actually resolved by the soul-eating beast.

Although the Pangu Chime imitation spirit treasure is still suspended in the air, it only exudes a terrifying aura at the moment and no longer triggers the powerful sonic attack. Without the middle-aged monk's mana drive, the four powerful monsters had quickly returned to the middle-aged body.

At this time, in front of the middle-aged monk, there was still a dark short blade flying in the air.

It was the sharp short blade that injured Qin Fengming.

That short blade should be like the Flowing Fire Sword, with the function of automatically protecting the master. Although the middle-aged monk no longer drives it, it still carries out its mission. It's just that he turned a blind eye to the soul-eating beast. Qin Fengming didn't know why.

And every time the Soul-Eating Beast is sacrificed, no matter what monks they face, almost no one will directly attack the Soul-Eating Beast. This question has always existed in Qin Fengming's mind.

Looking at the standing middle-aged monk, Qin Fengming was thinking rapidly in his heart.

In such a state, it was absolutely impossible for him to use any powerful means to kill the middle-aged man in front of him. Because the soul-eating beast has now become one with the middle-aged monk.

If the middle-aged monk is killed by Qin Fengming, he might be able to kill the soul-eating beast as well.

Looking at the middle-aged monk standing motionless in front of him with dull eyes, Qin Fengming's body surged with magic power, and he had already sacrificed the Bihun Silk in his hand.

As long as there was something strange about the little beast standing still at this moment, he would immediately use the jade soul silk and combine it with other means to completely kill the middle-aged man.

Looking at the soul-eating beast and the middle-aged monk, Qin Fengming felt nervous.

After a long time, he put a Qingmu Blood Coagulating Pill into his mouth. The previous nervousness actually made him forget about his own injuries.

Time passed extremely slowly. Qin Fengming has never felt that time can be so slow, and the days are like years. At this time, he finally realized it.

His eyes were unblinking, staring straight ahead. Since Qin Fengming became an immortal, it was rare for him to show such nervousness. But this time he was nervous about just one of his spiritual beasts.

Time passed slowly like a snail. Qin Fengming's hands were making secrets, ready to be stimulated at any time.

"Ah!~" An exclamation without warning suddenly came out from the mouth of the middle-aged man standing motionless in front of him, and then a terrifying breath emerged again.

A cloud of thick yellow mist, accompanied by these exclamations, suddenly appeared from the middle-aged body, and with a twist, it returned to the little beast's body.

Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming hesitated at all. He raised his hand, and the jade soul silk flashed out and shot towards the middle-aged monk who was still standing as if he had just woken up.

At the same time, the light mist transformed by Huanji Xuanguang also turned into a giant net, suddenly covering the middle-aged monk.

A ball of green flames flashed and struck the middle-aged body.

In just an instant, Qin Fengming suppressed the pain in his body and used all the powerful means that could threaten the middle-aged.

In this cave, although he has more powerful attack methods, it is difficult to activate them at this moment. Otherwise, the magic circle formed by the small bowl is enough to imprison the middle-aged monk, and he will decide whether to live or die.

And with the use of several secret techniques, Qin Fengming also directly grabbed the soul-eating beast.

With a wave of his hand, the weakened Soul-Eating Beast was directly absorbed into the Spirit Beast Bracelet without any further resistance.

Qin Fengming, who resorted to this series of methods, did not hesitate at all. He endured the severe pain in his body that almost hurt his soul. His body was wrapped in a ball of silver light and retreated rapidly at an extremely terrifying speed.

Although the terrifying aura just now was obviously much weaker than before, it still gave Qin Fengming a feeling of fear.

It is true that several of his methods are powerful, but in the previous situation where the Qinghong Sword could not penetrate, he was not sure whether his attacks could be successful.

Qin Fengming's idea did not go too far beyond his expectation.

At this time, around the middle-aged monk, the vortex formed by the previous vicious aura no longer rotated, but the vicious aura still wrapped around his body.

The Jade Soul Silk, which was not afraid of the monk's body-protecting spiritual light, also lost its former power and became extremely slow after entering the fierce aura. The light mist transformed by Huanji Xuanguang, although still powerful when it came into contact with the aura, was also blocked.

In the powerful blue mist, the mist formed by the ferocious aura was rapidly shrinking.

Qin Fengming imagined that just a few dozen breaths would be enough to melt the several-foot-long mist of ferocious aura.

With the powerful assistance of the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire, Qin Fengming was even more confident that he could complete it within one or two breaths. Then the three attacks were imprinted on the middle-aged monk's body.

But even these two breaths of time still seemed too long.

Two extremely angry eyes flashed, staring closely at Qin Fengming, and at the same time, a ferocious word almost came from his throat suddenly sounded: "Junior, I can't kill you today, I will definitely find you in the future and kill you completely. If you kill me, your soul will be devoured by me."

As the middle-aged monk spoke, a dazzling white light suddenly emerged from his body and turned into an extremely sharp blade. It was directly surrounded by the light mist transformed by Huanji Xuanguang and the soul-devouring ghost fire. Shooting out.

With a scroll, the Pangu chime imitation spirit treasure suspended in the air disappeared immediately.

The middle-aged monk actually used some powerful magical power and escaped from the package of several secret techniques and went away.

"Rumble!~~" In the midst of a deafening roar, the vast cave, which was already crumbling under the impact of the violent wind, could no longer stabilize and suddenly collapsed.

Huge rocks fell rapidly from above the head, and in just a breath, the entire cave was completely covered.

Although the rocks falling from the air were not fatal, Qin Fengming had to dodge quickly. He pointed quickly with his hand, and the soul-devouring ghost fire and jade soul silk shot back. Taken into his body. But Huanji Xuanguang was wrapped around him.

Under the wild flash of silver light, the shadow of the huge beetle had completely wrapped his body in it. With the wave, it sank directly into the rock.

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