Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Looking at the spirit floating in front of him, Qin Fengming's expression kept changing. After several breaths, he regained his composure.

Just now, it was really dangerous. His death was only a hair's breadth away from him.

"Old man, I didn't expect you to have such a weird attack method. It seems that Qin has underestimated you. Now, I will not give you another chance."

Fearing in his heart, Qin Fengming no longer wanted to have any more entanglements with the old man.

As the words came out of his mouth, his spiritual thoughts also came out. Fang Liang and Jin Yan appeared on the scene at the same time.

"Ah, this... this is a soul-eating beast, and it is a soul-eating beast that has reached the infant-eating realm. You... you... are you a ghost cultivator with the body of a monster?"

As soon as one person and one beast appeared, the powerful spirit of the Winged Tribe who was suspended in the air suddenly let out a horrified cry, and the voice was filled with trembling.

As a powerful person at the pinnacle of divine communication, he certainly knows what a soul-eating beast is, and he also knows how powerful a soul-eating beast that has reached the infant-eating realm can be against a monk with a spirit body.

Before he could recover from the shock given to him by the soul-devouring beast, Fang Liang's demon body aura suddenly enveloped his soul body.

Suddenly, he felt a frightening aura approaching him, and his mind suddenly resounded. A strange aura that suddenly filled his whole body suddenly appeared in his heart. This aura was so pervasive that he couldn't even feel anything in his heart. Come fighting spirit.

Such a feeling made Jinghun immediately think of the ancient rumors once recorded in the classics.

Ghost cultivators with monster bodies are not limited to human races. Ghost cultivators with monster bodies can be born from all races in the spiritual world. It's just that its birth is too difficult. Even if it takes tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, it is difficult to say that a ghost cultivator with a monster body can be born.

The person and the beast appeared in front of them. The mere existence of one thing made the spirit unable to resist. At this moment, two powerful beings that were very restrained against spirits and ghosts appeared at the same time. The spirit had no power to fight at this time. .

Even if he still has some powerful attacks unique to the Winged Clan, he can no longer use them when facing the sprites and soul-eating beasts.

Seeing the trembling spirit all over his body, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be shocked.

He never thought that the mere appearance of Fang Liang and Jin Yan would frighten a spirit at the pinnacle of spirituality into losing his ability to resist. If he had known that the result would be like this, he would not have had to risk his life and fight with the opponent just now.

After the sound was transmitted from their mouths, Fang Liang and Jin Yan both moved and rushed forward from two directions.

A cloud of rays of light flashed, and Qin Fengming's figure disappeared immediately.

Faced with the rapid approach of a person and an animal, Jinghun's eyes were full of fear, and his body was motionless, as if he had lost the ability to think for a moment.

Just when Qin Fengming's figure suddenly disappeared, a figure that was difficult to see with the naked eye and could not be sensed by the spiritual sense once again flew out of the green mist and flew directly towards the Soul-Eating Beast.

"Hmph, you still want to use a sneak attack, do you think Qin is a child?"

A cold snort sounded, and the empty blue mist suddenly fluctuated, and Qin Fengming's figure was already revealed on the spot.

As his figure was revealed, a huge network of silver threads suddenly appeared on the spot.

The silver net flashed and moved towards the cyan mist.

At the same time, the golden little beast running rapidly opened its mouth while it was flying away, and a stream of yellow mist suddenly spewed out from its mouth.

The thick yellow mist swept across, and suddenly the phantom that emerged silently from the green mist was drawn into it.

A shrill howl suddenly resounded from within the yellow mist, and a thread invisible to the naked eye shot out from the mist for more than ten feet before shattering.

And that phantom, amidst the shrill howling in the yellow mist, was suddenly rolled back by the mist, fell into the mouth of the golden beast, and disappeared.

As Qin Fengming waved the Qing Yan Sword in his hand, the huge sword net also covered the huge green mist.

The stabbing sound resounded, and the green mist swept across. When it met with the wisps of electric light that appeared on the sword net, it was like cotton wool falling into the flames, and it suddenly turned into nothingness.

A cry of exclamation arose from the mist as the power of the sword net appeared.

The sword net flashed, and a shadow was immediately shrouded in the silk net. With a howling sound, wisps of lightning-stimulated silk nets penetrated directly through the phantom.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to escape."

With a cold snort, Qin Fengming, who had just appeared, disappeared again in the sound of a clear cry.

A giant fist wrapped in cyan mist suddenly appeared out of thin air somewhere in the hall and struck towards an equally empty place.

The green mist puffed out, and a terrifying power of the soul surged, and a shadow was forced out of its body by the power of the soul.

Although the face above the shadow is unreal, a fierce light flashes in its eyes, and its face is even more ferocious.

Just when Xuying was about to use some secret technique and break free again, a beast's roar suddenly resounded, and a terrifying power of soul confinement was immediately revealed.

A ferocious beast was wrapped in the green mist, swooped over, and opened and closed its huge mouth, suddenly biting into the mouth the illusory figure with a sluggish expression.

What made Qin Fengming look livid was that just when the ferocious beast inspired by the Treasure Ghost Refining Technique bit the illusory figure. Under his clear eyes, there was still a shadow that suddenly separated from the shadow.

Seeing such a strange situation, Qin Fengming couldn't help but go crazy.

The soul-eating beast had already devoured a ghost figure before, and his Qing Yan Sword also strangled a ghost figure. This time, the ferocious beast turned into a treasure ghost refining technique was directly bitten in its mouth.

Even so, it can also turn into a shadow and escape.

This is the first time Qin Fengming has encountered the strange and difficult methods of this Winged Clan monk spirit since he started cultivating immortality.

This kind of magical power that splits the soul is incomparable to the magical power displayed by the ghost monks in the Xihun Ghost Realm. Although the two are somewhat similar, Qin Fengming is convinced that the magical powers of the Xihun Ghost Realm monks can only be used twice at most before their souls are exhausted.

But the spirit in front of him was still able to escape quickly after using it one after another.

With a clenched jaw, Qin Fengming's body surged with magic power, and the Xuanfeng Aotian Jue was launched. At the same time, the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Jue also appeared in front of him, following an illusory figure that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and moved rapidly.

The ferocious beast roared, and the huge figure quickly devoured it in the hall.

Later, four ferocious beasts appeared in the main hall, surrounding a phantom and trying to bite them.

"Huh, let's see what other ways you can escape." With a cold snort, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly appeared in one place, and his soul-eating claws grabbed a weak spirit that had become extremely illusory.

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