Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

In He Xuan's voice, Qin Fengming naturally recognized the dangers in the vast lake in front of him. His brows were furrowed, and he was thinking a lot in his heart.

Fang Liang must be being hunted at this moment. Although so many days have passed, Fang Liang has not died, but he has been struggling to hold on. Qin Fengming and his wife don't know how long he can last.

"Fang Liang asked us to come here. It seems that he wants to lure the monk who is threatening him here, and then use the burning oil here to force him back. It's just that you and I know very little about this lake. I don’t know how big the area is. Whether it can pose a threat to the ghost cultivators in the late and peak stages of spiritual enlightenment.”

Fang Liang, who was able to escape continuously in this place filled with mist and surrounded by many evil ghosts, and remained in a stalemate for such a long time, naturally there would be no one else except those who were in the late stages of spiritual enlightenment and who were at the peak of their abilities.

If facing a late-stage psychic master, Qin Fengming can team up with He Xuan and Fang Liang to fight against the enemy.

Even if it's a head-on battle, he still has the courage to try. But if there are several powerful people, even if the three of them join forces, they will only have to escape.

Ghost cultivators generally practice ice-type techniques, secret techniques, and supernatural powers, which are generally incompatible with fire-type attacks. Fang Liang seemed to have seen this, and then thought of where this place was.

The two of them didn't stop, their bodies swayed, and they rushed away along the shore of the lake.

One day later, Qin Fengming and He Xuan returned to the starting point.

This lake is nearly a thousand miles wide. Such a large lake is filled with that weird gas. Moreover, the lake water is green and quiet, and the burning oil is contained in it.

If ghost cultivators were introduced to the center of the lake and then exploded, the horrific scene would make Qin Fengming shudder in his heart just thinking about it.

"Fellow Daoist Crane, please wait here while I go to explore the lake to see what else is there."

With a word, Qin Fengming's figure flashed, wrapped in the silver spirit shield, and he jumped directly into the green and shimmering lake. With a pop of sound, he disappeared without a trace.

Not even a ripple was stirred in the vast surging lake.

In the lake, it was pitch black, without a trace of light. The lake water is thick, like thick black juice. Qin Fengming stopped in it, and an obstructive force wrapped around his body, as if it took a lot of effort to move his body.

Although the lake was strange, Qin Fengming did not feel any danger.

After stopping for a moment, he fell directly towards the depths of the lake.

This lake is not very deep. Under a hundred feet, there is already a hard rock bottom. But what surprised Qin Fengming was that the entire lake was filled with this kind of viscous burning oil.

As Qin Fengming approached the center of the lake, a very powerful buoyancy force surged from the bottom of the lake below.

Wave after wave of viscous lake water surged, as if there was a huge hole below, spewing dark juice into the lake water.

With a thought in his heart, Qin Fengming headed towards the bottom of the lake again.

A dark hole indeed appeared below. A surge of water slowly gushes out from the hole at the edge of the dark, unexplorable path.

As Qin Fengming's body moves downward, the buoyancy of the water flow gradually increases.

Feeling the huge buoyancy emerging from below, Qin Fengming also stopped immediately. A bad feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.

It seemed that there was some kind of terror in the black hole below, which made his back feel cold.

Without stopping, the mana surged in his body and shot upwards rapidly.

Regardless of whether there was any chance in the dark hole below, Qin Fengming wouldn't give it a second thought. The more bizarre the place, the more likely there is some kind of terrifying existence.

Before Qin Fengming jumped out of the lake, a transmission note floated in front of him.

"Hey, we're here so soon. It seems that Fang Liang doesn't have much ability to stalemate with others anymore." The sound of Fang Liang's words reached his ears, and Qin Fengming immediately made a judgment in his heart.

Stopping on the lake,

Qin Fengming did not move, but waved his hand and used a transmission note.

After the tea time, He Xuan appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

"Fellow Daoist Fang will be here soon. Let's go to the center of the lake and wait." Qin Fengming said without explaining anything and already headed towards the center of the lake.

An hour later, a majestic black mist swept across and soon filled the vast lake.

The horrifying howls of ghosts resounded from the mist, and the sounds of banging and howling came one after another.

The mist surged, and the majestic energy of heaven and earth gathered from all around.

"Hurry up and open the Shenji Mansion. I want to enter it. Ah, and He Xuan, you also come in quickly. This place will be handed over to fellow Taoist Qin. When those old men arrive, they will immediately set it on fire to see how much remains. You have the ability to fight with us." A figure came quickly, and a young boy came to Qin Fengming.

Seeing the two of them, he immediately spoke urgently. As he spoke, he already flashed and entered the Shenji Mansion carried by Qin Fengming.

This young man is naturally Fang Liang, who has been separated from Qin Fengming for decades.

At this moment, Fang Liang's face, which was originally a little pale, had no color at all at this moment, and his small body looked a little tired.

Qin Fengming was also a little speechless about Fang Liang being so decisive and hiding in the Shenji Mansion.

He didn't even tell the monks who were chasing behind him about the situation, and handed over the mess.

With all his spiritual consciousness released, he saw that within a few miles, thick mist filled the air. In the mist, there were hundreds of ghosts and ghosts dancing in it.

These ghosts did not attack Qin Fengming. Instead, they gathered around them, as if they were protecting them.

The lowest realm of these ghosts is the realm of ghost kings. Even ghost ancestors who are equivalent to the realm of gods, there are dozens of them.

These ghostly ghosts are obviously controlled by Fang Liang.

Thinking about it, it was precisely because of the existence of these powerful ghosts that he was able to escape in the Valley of Evil Spirits for so long.

"You have to be careful. The five people chasing behind you include two in the middle stage, one in the late stage, and the remaining two are in the peak state. As long as they get here, you will directly detonate the lake. Even if you chase The old men who have escaped from Fang for several years will never dare to stay here again unless they die. However, detonation is extremely dangerous, so you'd better release all your defense methods."

A voice transmission came from Shenji Mansion, and Fang Liang quickly explained to Qin Fengming the situation of the enemy behind him.

Qin Fengming was also shocked when he heard Fang Liang's words. It was really shocking that Fang Liang, who was in the early stage of spiritual enlightenment, had escaped from such a powerful wave of monks for several years.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you should put away these ghosts and ghosts. After a while, Qin will really detonate this place. None of these ghosts will survive." Although he was shocked, Qin Fengming did not lose his head in fear. It's a little bit of thinking, but it directly transmits the message.

Haunted ghosts are inherently afraid of fire attacks. Although ordinary flames are ignited here, they are also extremely lethal to the ghosts.

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