Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

From the time Qin Fengming took action until the head of the Black Crow Sect fell to the ground, it was only the blink of an eye. (

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"No, everyone, please retreat immediately."

At the moment when the head of the Black Crow Sect fell to death, the monk surnamed Ni shouted, and then four figures quickly retreated ten feet away.

With a flash of red light, the red thing flew back to Qin Fengming's sleeves.

"Humph, even though the old man is seriously injured, it is still possible to kill such young people. Fellow Daoist Ni, we usually don't have any time apart. I wonder if this matter can be accommodated?"

After killing the leader of the Black Wu Sect, Qin Fengming did not attack again, but turned his face, faced the monk surnamed Ni, and spoke calmly.

His move was just to use thunderbolt means to establish his authority and buy as much time as possible for the monk surnamed Huang. Although he was confident that he could escape from the siege of so many monks, he did not want to become enemies with so many monks unless he had to.

If he wanted to kill thousands of monks in front of him, Qin Fengming would use all his methods, but he was still sure to do it. Thinking that there are tens of thousands of spiritual insects on his body, and his power is extremely extraordinary, although he cannot be used in the fight against the Chengdan monks, he will be invincible against the Qi-gathering monks.

But he didn't want to use this bloody method. If he did, he would become the enemy of the entire Quzhou immortal world. It will inevitably attract the attention of the major sects in the Yuanfeng Empire, which will be extremely detrimental to its future development.

Looking at the head of the Black Crow Sect on the stone ground, the other four monks surnamed Ni were immediately shocked. The leader of the Black Crow Sect, who was a monk at the pinnacle of foundation building, fell here without being able to parry for a single round.

No one at the scene could see what kind of spiritual weapon the other party was offering. The four of them looked at each other, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"The leader was killed by Cang Wuzi. Let's take action together to avenge the leader."

A burst of shouting came from behind the monk surnamed Ni, and then dozens of monks jumped out, led by seven foundation-building monks, and swarmed towards where the four people were standing.

Various magic weapons and spiritual weapons were floating in the air, making them appear very powerful.

The monk surnamed Ni scanned with his spiritual consciousness and immediately knew that this was the disciple of the Black Wu Sect. Seeing the death of the leader, they were grieved and stepped forward one after another, wanting to kill Cang Wuzi and avenge the leader.

He is also a person who has seen the big world, and he has a sudden thought in his heart, and then he makes up his mind. So he shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, there is only one person named Cangwuzi. Don't be intimidated by his methods. I and many of my colleagues will take action together and will definitely kill him to avenge fellow Taoist Heiwumen."

This cry already contained spiritual power. Thousands of monks at the scene were shocked by Cang Wuzi's actions. When they heard this, they immediately woke up. Except for the three major sects and several immortal cultivating families, the other casual cultivators just stood there and watched, and no one came forward.

The scattered cultivators were originally afraid of the Baicao Sect. Although the Baicao Sect was weak at this time, its remaining power was still there.

Although they came here together with the three major sects, they all had the intention of fishing in troubled waters. But seeing Cang Wuzi's amazing methods, everyone was struggling in their hearts.

Seeing that there were only a few hundred people from the three major sects and the Immortal Cultivation Family who came forward, the monk surnamed Ni also knew the reason in his heart. He rolled his eyes and said again:

"Fellow fellow cultivators, the spiritual weapon used by Cang Wuzi is extremely powerful. As long as whoever kills Cangwuzi and obtains his treasure, it will belong to whoever. We and other members of the sect will never do it again. Take action to snatch it.”

Hearing the words of the old man surnamed Ni, the dozens of foundation-building period monks were greatly moved. At this time, the monk surnamed Ni said this in public, so he would abide by it. If he could really get a treasure used by Cang Wuzi, he would also This trip is not in vain.

Although everyone could not see clearly how Cang Wuzi took action, they also knew that the object he sacrificed could ignore the spiritual shield of the foundation-building monks. No one would want to get a treasure with such huge power.

So after all the foundation-building cultivators looked at each other, they activated their spiritual weapons and flew towards Qin Fengming's location.

Seeing this, all the monks in the Qi Gathering Stage also waved their magic weapons.

Follow the crowd and swarm forward.

Just when the monk surnamed Ni was calling for everyone to take action, the Black Wumen disciples had already passed in front of him and attacked Qin Fengming who was standing in front.

Seeing that this attack did not shock everyone, Qin Fengming was also stunned. He still underestimated the power of the sect.

If the opponents are all rogue cultivators, they will use thunderous means to kill the leader, which will have some effect. However, for the sect, this will not be effective at all, but it will arouse the blood of the disciples. .

He couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart: It was self-defeating.

But Qin Fengming would not let everyone surround him. The spiritual weapon under his feet moved and flew quickly to one side. When everyone saw this, they would not let him escape. They all controlled their treasures and chased behind him.

Being chased and intercepted by thousands of monks, Qin Fengming did not leave very far. Instead, he led the torrent of monks behind him within a few miles, weaving back and forth, constantly dodging.

Half an hour passed. Although it seemed dangerous under the siege and attack of thousands of people, Qin Fengming's body did not suffer any damage.

The four monks surnamed Ni stood in the distance, their spiritual consciousness swept over them, and they couldn't help but frown secretly. Facing the thousands of Qi Gathering Stage monks who looked like scattered sand, the four of them had no way to do anything.

If it were a sect monk, he would have ordered and prohibited it, but in the face of these casual cultivators, even if they roared to the point of breaking their throats, no one would listen to his orders.

At this time, the four of them were extremely hesitant. Facing Cang Wuzi who stretched out his hand strangely, they felt a sense of fear. If they let him go at this time, even if they killed all the other Baicaomen monks, they might not be the winner.

With Cang Wuzi's methods, a large number of people from the three major sects will surely fall into his hands.

Cutting the grass without eradicating the root will inevitably lead to endless troubles.

"Fellow Daoist Ni, why don't we and the four of us take action together? I'm afraid that Cang Wuzi won't be able to withstand our joint attack. If he is allowed to escape, it will be very detrimental to our disciples."

A casual cultivator with a black face and white beard said. Although he is a casual cultivator, he also occupies a mountain peak and has dozens of disciples.

"What Fellow Daoist Qi said is true. Mr. Cangwu must not let him leave this place alive, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

The head of Fenyang Clan, who had never spoken before, also spoke up, his face also extremely gloomy.

When the monk surnamed Ni heard this, he couldn't help but look at the red-faced old man beside him. He knew that this old man had amazing methods and had a powerful magic weapon in his possession. Moreover, he was alone and had no heirs or disciples under his sect.

"Haha, although I am not afraid of Cang Wuzi, but since there is a gap between him and me, I am willing to help a few people to kill him completely, which also saves me the pain of always thinking about it and being careful."

This red-faced old man is also a man who has matured with age. As soon as he saw the expressions and words of everyone, he knew what everyone was thinking, so he spoke without hesitation.