Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Grrrr, these two idiots still want to plot evil against me. They really picked the wrong person. Now we have captured these two idiots without you and me doing anything. Next, it is my fellow Taoist who will take action, or I will take action to capture these two idiots." What about killing people?"

A female cultivator's voice sounded like a silver bell from far away, but before the voice could fall, two figures had already shot up from a distance and stopped in front of the quagmire.

Looking at the two mid-level cultivators of theosophy in the quagmire, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed with confusion.

He really couldn't see what kind of mystery existed in this quagmire that could allow two mid-level masters of theosophy to fall into it without any resistance.

From the looks of it, it seems that this quagmire can not only easily imprison the monks, but also kill them.

If you don't know the reality of this quagmire, then if you really encounter such a situation in the future, you really have to sit back and wait for death.

Seeing that the target he was chasing appeared in front of him. The whereabouts of the two mid-level spiritual masters could not be guessed, but their whereabouts had long been detected. Moreover, the reason why the two of them fell into the quagmire this time was because the other party deliberately set a trap for them.

At this time, the bodies of the two spiritual cultivators no longer twisted at all.

They knew in their hearts that the more they struggled in this quagmire, the deeper they would sink, even if their mouths and noses were not involved. Since the magic power in their bodies is difficult to drive, they will only perish without anyone taking action.

"Two fellow Taoists, we don't have any ill intentions. It's just a coincidence that we are behind you. We also ask the two fellow daoists to take action and save the two of us. Of course, we will not let the two fellow daoists help in vain. As long as we are rescued from this quagmire, we will definitely be able to thank you generously."

The two monks were not much different in age. They were both in their fifties or sixties, but one had a black beard and the other did not. The person speaking at this time was the man with a black beard.

By this time, the two of them knew that their lives had been handed over to the hands of the two-faced monk in front of them.

If you want to survive, you can only beg in a low voice. Apart from this, it was impossible for the two of them to even escape from Dan Ying on their own.

"Fairy Shu, what's so mysterious about the swamp here? How can it be so easy to absorb two middle-stage psychics into it without allowing them to resist?"

Qin Fengming ignored the two people in the quagmire, but looked at the female cultivator beside him. He did not use sound transmission, but asked directly. It was as if the two people below no longer existed.

"This place is a dangerous place. Not to mention a spiritual monk, even a powerful Xuan-level master who flies over such a black swamp without any preparation will be captured by this swamp. Back then, I had eaten It's a shame, but fortunately I only flew over the edge of the quagmire, so I escaped with my life.

Later, after careful investigation, I also learned some of the realities of this quagmire. In this kind of quagmire, there is a strange monster insect, which is much smaller than a grain of rice. It only likes wet swampy places, and it doesn't like the energy of the five elements.

It can release a certain kind of putrid breath. There is no five elements of energy in that breath. As long as the monk falls into the thick putrid breath, he will immediately be imprisoned by the strange power in the breath. The Sea of ​​Consciousness cannot be avoided even by spiritual cultivators.

Fortunately, the putrid smell usually only works when it condenses above the insect gathering place and reaches a certain concentration. Therefore, as long as we don't fly over the pond, it will not pose any danger to us.

This quagmire can be said to be the most terrifying and dangerous place on the edge of the Holy Burial Valley. I think there are already quite a few monks who have fallen among them. Of course, there will be many people who are as lucky as this girl and did not die, but I don’t think anyone will tell others about the reality of this place.

Fortunately, these two people don't know what's going on here, otherwise it would take a lot of effort from you and me to capture these two people. "

Shu Yu didn't hide anything. With a smile on her face, she told everything she knew.

When speaking,

Looking at the two people in the quagmire, their faces were full of sarcasm and laughter.

Capturing two middle-level cultivators of theosophy without bloodshed was, of course, nothing to Shu Yu, but to capture them like this, the satisfaction in her heart was even greater than if she had done it herself.

After listening to the female cultivator's words, Qin Fengming flashed and landed on the shore of the mud. He bent down and directly grabbed a ball of black mud from the mud.

As soon as his hand touched the mud, Qin Fengming suddenly felt his palm sink. A very strange feeling suddenly enveloped his palm.

The energy exchange between the palms and the body suddenly started.

With a loud thought in his heart, Qin Fengming kneaded his fingers and found dense black insects in the mud.

Those little bugs were extremely tiny, much smaller than Shu Yu said. It gathers in the mud, and is the same color as the mud, but also pitch black. If you don't get it up close, it's hard to tell it's a bug. If you don't touch it with your hands, the bug won't move at all.

"This kind of monster insect is really special. It doesn't attack and looks very docile. It seems that it is not recorded on the list of spiritual beasts and spirit insects. It seems to be an uncommon and unknown monster insect."

Looking at the small insect in his hand, Qin Fengming said softly.

"This... this is the Soap Demonic Insect!" Just as Qin Fengming whispered in his mouth, a frightened voice suddenly sounded on the spot.

The words were frightening, and there was already a hint of trembling in them. It seems that just the name of this demonic insect has already made it frightened.

It was the old man without a beard who exclaimed. At this time, the look on the old man's face was no longer filled with fear, but filled with uncontrollable fear. There was a dull look in his eyes because of extreme fear.

To be able to make a middle-level cultivator of theosophy show such a frightened expression made Shu Yu, who had a relaxed demeanor, suddenly change his charming face.

When Qin Fengming heard this, the black mud in his hand flew out.

This old man trapped in the mud is no ordinary monk. The fact that he can be so frightened is enough to illustrate the horror of the soap-eating demonic insects he said.

It's just that it seems that not only Qin Fengming, but also Shu Yu have heard the name of this kind of monster insect for the first time.

On the list of spirit beasts and spirit insects, there is no spirit insect named Soap Demonic Insect.

Following the old man's exclamation, he only stagnated for a moment, then his face suddenly changed and his body began to shake violently, and he began to struggle vigorously.

As it struggled vigorously, its falling speed, which had already dropped significantly, began to plunge rapidly into the mud below.

Seeing his body falling, the old man struggled even harder.

Seeing the expressions and movements of his companion, the old man with black beard seemed to be infected and began to struggle hard.

"Two fellow Taoists, if you don't want to die, stop struggling and honestly agree to Qin's request. Then Qin will take action to rescue the two of you. Otherwise, if Qin and Fairy Shu don't take action, the two of them will die here instantly. "

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