Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Regarding the many casual cultivators who came here, Chu Xinghe knew in his heart that not all of these casual cultivators came for the spiritual treasure that was about to appear in this world. But I just want to fish in troubled waters and get some benefits.

It was only a few monks from the sect who came here to get the treasure, and it was very difficult for monk Huangfu to be sure. The Huangfu family has always kept a low profile within the Yuanfeng Empire and rarely participates in disputes in the world of immortality.

Unexpectedly, the Wushan City Lord uncharacteristically got involved personally, not to mention dragging other monks from his clan into the matter, which puzzled the old man greatly.

Little did Chu Xinghe know that the city lord of Wushan City acted like this this time out of necessity.

In less than three years, the Huangfu family's fiftieth year competition will be held. This competition is to determine how much cultivation resources each branch member of the family will occupy.

The Huangfu family is too large. There are more than 20 branches. In order to determine the status of each clan member in the family, the Huangfu family has held an intra-clan competition every fifty years for tens of thousands of years to rank in order and determine how much land they occupy. Good or bad.

Low-level monks are the foundation of a clan, so this competition is held in two levels: monks in the Qi-gathering stage and monks in the foundation-building stage. I just want to test the overall strength of the low-level disciples. In turn, it is judged that the branch in which it belongs has no development prospect.

The Wushan City Lord's branch ranked very low in the last competition, so he was assigned to Quzhou, a place where training resources are extremely scarce.

This time when I heard that the psychic treasure appeared in Quzhou, the city lord of Wushan immediately informed his elders. After the family discussed it, they decided to make an all-out effort to take this treasure back to the family so that it could be used in the next family competition.

For this reason, the Lord of Wushan City invited three of his clan brothers to compete for this psychic treasure.

After Chu Xinghe said this, all the monks were immediately shocked. What the old man Cheng Dan said was that there must be many rare things in so many halls here. Why go to those powerful sects to snatch the only thing.

Thinking of this, many casual cultivators swayed their bodies and headed towards the distant hall amid a burst of shouts.

The heads of the three major sects looked at each other and flew forward without stopping, leading the disciples behind them.

Suddenly, at the entrance, apart from the old man surnamed Chu and four members of the Huangfu family, only Qin Fengming and Fang Qiying were left standing.

Qin Fengming didn't move at this time because he always felt that this place was extremely weird when he explored it with his spiritual consciousness. There seems to be some kind of danger hidden within it. Since the old man surnamed Chu had not left yet, he decided to stay for a while.

The old man surnamed Chu and Qin Fengming also felt a little worried in their hearts.

Seeing several people but taking no action, the old man was also secretly surprised that he had only the slightest feeling of unknown danger because of his strong spiritual consciousness. But how could it be that the people in front of me were all Foundation Establishment Stage monks?

Just when the old man surnamed Chu was confused. I saw a sudden burst of shouts and screams in the distance. At the same time, magic weapons and spiritual weapons were launched into the sky, and the sound of huge collisions continued.

Seeing this scene, several people stood still and were shocked at the same time. Although several people felt something strange in their hearts, they were still shocked when they saw the real danger unfolding.

Under the cover of spiritual consciousness, what happened before was clearly displayed before his eyes.

When many monks were still hundreds of feet away from those halls, numerous zombies suddenly emerged from the rocks at their feet. These zombies turned out to be at the pinnacle of foundation building.

As soon as the zombie appeared, he immediately used the magic weapon in his hand to attack the monks.

The monks were already very low on vigilance during the flight, and immediately under the attack, many Qi-gathering monks were killed on the spot. In an instant, he was lying down with his limbs and arms broken.

After escaping the disaster, the monks in the foundation-building stage were in a hurry and began to activate their respective spiritual weapons to trap Youdou to death. Facing zombies that were several times their size, the foundation-building monks had no confidence in their chances of winning.

In just a few moments, several casual cultivators in the foundation-building period were killed by zombies. No bones were left on the spot. The top cultivator named Luo was also besieged by several zombies and finally died here.

The monks from the three major sects were not far apart. As soon as the strange phenomenon occurred, they immediately gathered together to form a formation and jointly activated the protective barrier to fight against the zombies. Although there is no worry for a while, over time, you will definitely be killed by zombies.

Brother Nanyu and his two sect leaders looked at each other and saw a trace of despair in each other's eyes. Although the three of them all have magic weapons in their bodies, it is absolutely difficult to kill them all when faced with zombies with several times the foundation building level.

But at this time, if you don't activate the magic weapon, it will be impossible to persist for a moment and a moment. Nan Yu no longer hesitated, waved his hand and a huge black machete appeared above his head. The spiritual energy in his body quickly poured into the machete.

A moment later, the black machete emitted a huge wave of spiritual power, dragging the shadow of the knife two to three feet long and slashing towards the zombie quickly.

Although the zombies were not very intelligent, they were instinctively driven by such a powerful magic weapon. Several zombies immediately recalled their magic weapons and headed towards the huge knife shadow together.

In an instant, the weapons were intertwined. Suddenly, several loud noises were heard, and five or six magic weapons were chopped off with one strike, and all their demonic energy disappeared, falling onto the stone ground. However, the magic weapon's attack was blocked by other magic weapons and failed to hit the zombie's body.

With a gloomy look on his face, Brother Nanyu moved his huge machete in the air, circling in the air and slashing at the zombie crowd again.

Seeing this, Cang Wuzi and the monk surnamed Zhou gritted their teeth and sacrificed their magic weapons respectively. A black flag and a flaming red alms bowl appeared in the sky at the same time.

As Cang Wuzi's spiritual energy was rapidly injected into his body, the flag flag suddenly fluttered and his body was immediately wrapped in a black cloud that spewed out from the flag flag. In an instant, there was no one in the darkness within a few feet of the surrounding area.

After Cang Wuzi shouted loudly, a huge black hand flew out of the black mist and swooped down on the zombies twenty or thirty feet away.

The power of this attack was astonishing. Although several zombies tried their best to intercept with magic weapons, Cang Wuzi still killed two of them with this attack.

The monk surnamed Zhou next to him had also finished casting the spell. The big alms bowl was spinning in the air, and a scorching heat surged out with extreme energy from the huge alms bowl and spread everywhere.

At the same time, as the old man flicked the alms bowl with his finger, a flow of reddish-brown rock poured out from the alms bowl and swept towards the zombies in the distance. The speed was extremely fast. Although the zombies saw the opportunity quickly, several of them were still swallowed by the rock flow.

There was a wailing sound, but no bones were left behind, and the rock flow returned to the alms bowl after turning upside down.