Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The moment the white insect sea swept the monks into each other, the screams of "Ah" and "Ah" sounded one after another in the insect cloud, one after another, endless. Please visit this book.

A scream revealed that a monk had died in the mouth of a white beetle.

Within the white insect sea, a ball of yellow light kept flashing, like a yellow carp playing in the white waves. From time to time he would raise his head and roar, which seemed very comfortable.

Seeing their disciple die in front of them, the two monks surnamed Ni were extremely calm at this time.

The world of cultivating immortals is a place where the weak prey on the strong. If I hadn't been greedy and wanted to steal Baicao Sect's property, I wouldn't have come here to attack Baicao Sect; nor would I have relied on the power of four people to kill the person pretending to be the head of Baicao Sect and become poor. Reluctant to chase.

There would be no chance of being captured and 30 million spirit stones being used to redeem his life; there would also be no secret invitation to the Five Spirit Ancestors to deal with this young man. There is no chance that the disciples are being killed at this time.

All of this is caused by greed. No matter how regretful the two of them are, it is difficult to change this matter. What awaits their sect will be like the four sects of Baicao Sect, which will be absorbed by other sects and end with the extinction of the inheritance.

Just when Qin Fengming sacrificed the spirit insect, it was only time for the incense stick to be used. There was no longer a monk in front of the three of them.

In such a short period of time, hundreds of monks, including the dozen or so foundation-building monks, died in the mouths of spiritual insects before they even had time to self-destruct.

The souls of all the monks were also sucked by the little yellow beast.

At this time, the little yellow beast was wandering around the scene with unfinished self-interest, as if it was still hungry.

The white beetles searched repeatedly within a radius of twenty or thirty miles. When they saw that no one was alive, they flew back one after another and were collected by Qin Fengming into the spirit beast bracelet.

Turning around and looking at the two monks surnamed Ni who were stunned, Qin Fengming lost the slightest interest in talking to them. With a thought, the little yellow beast jumped down, and gray-white mist spurted out from its mouth, towards the two. Wrapped around people.

After a moment's pause, a group of transparent objects were swept out, sucked back into the mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

Looking at the corpses and various weapons scattered on the ground, Qin Fengming was too lazy to clean them up. With a wave of his hand, dozens of Huimang flew out and wandered uncertainly in the nearby mountains and forests.

In an instant, monstrous flames soared into the sky, lighting up the nearby sky and being clearly visible dozens of miles away.

After doing all this, Qin Fengming put away the Soul-Eating Flag, stretched out his figure, and headed towards the depths of the Wushan Mountains.

Three days later, a blue figure appeared on the edge of the Wushan Mountains. This is undoubtedly Qin Fengming who has been resting for two days.

This trip to the Blood Fox Alliance has truly come to an end until now.

In the past one or two years, Qin Fengming could be said to be walking between life and death. If he had not been cautious and relied on the many talismans and strange movements on his body, he would have been dead for a long time.

In Master Phantom's secret cave, when facing the fifth-level mantis monster, he relied on the power of the Sheyang Talisman. Later, when he outsmarted Wei Yuehua, he relied on the power of the magic circle.

Later, he used the soul-devouring ghost fire to play with the old man named Wei, who was at the peak of Chengdan cultivation.

In the Biyou Valley, if it weren't for her strange movement, she would have died in the hands of Fairy Cailian;

Facing the monster at the bottom of the cave, it took the efforts of three people to kill it. Until not long ago, the ancestor of the Five Spirits of Zhi Dou used the power of restraint to kill him within the magic circle without letting him reveal his methods at all. With all these experiences, even a cultivator at the top of Yichendan would rarely be in such a situation.

His experience was impressive, but his gains were equally astonishing. Not to mention the staggering number of spiritual stones, even the value of the Yin Nourishing Wood was enough to offset his many dangerous experiences.

This legendary sacred tree is a gathering monk, and it is also what he dreams of.

After resting in a secret cave for two days, Qin Fengming left on his own initiative. The purpose of his trip was to go to the Yaohu Alliance's appointment with Yin Bizhu.

Qin Fengming was extremely concerned about what Yin Bizhu said. Although his current net worth is much higher than that of a small sect. But if you want to survive in this world of cultivating immortals with hidden murderous intentions, and if you want to go further, you have to rely on a stable backer.

Casual cultivators are extremely unpopular in the world of cultivating immortals. Although there are many powerful people who come from casual cultivators, they are only a drop in the ocean. Compared with the tens of millions or hundreds of millions of casual cultivators, it seems too rare.

Seventy-eight out of ten of the Yingying monks in the Yuanfeng Empire belong to their own sect. The monks are protected by the sect, and their cultivation environment and resources are much more stable and sufficient than those of casual cultivators.

Qin Fengming was born in the Luoxia Sect, but he knew this Tao very well. If he hadn't joined the Luoxia Sect and had Senior Brother Su to guide his practice, he might still be wandering around the fifth and sixth levels of the Qi Gathering Stage at this time. How could he have the situation and knowledge he had at this time.

But it is not easy to join a prestigious and powerful sect. There are a lot of casual cultivators who want to join those big sects, even cultivators in the alchemy stage.

The next time such an opportunity appeared in front of Qin Fengming, he had to go and give it a try.

At this time, the Wushan Mountains where Qin Fengming was located was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the headquarters of the Yaohu Alliance. With Qin Fengming's cultivation at this time, it might take several months to drive the spiritual weapon to fly.

But he didn't pay much attention to this journey, because he had a flying secret treasure, which was Zhang Bing's white boat from the Blood Fox Alliance. Will not fall behind.

Although the spiritual power required to control this flying boat is astonishing, this difficulty can be ignored for Qin Fengming. There is no need to worry about the mysterious liquid in the gourd and its own spiritual power.

At this time, Qin Fengming was standing on the flying boat, speeding towards the direction of the Yaohu Alliance.

There was no conversation all the way. On this day, the night was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers.

When Qin Fengming was piloting the white boat at a rapid speed thirty or forty feet above the ground, suddenly, with an inadvertent glance, his consciousness discovered that there was a group of mountains twenty miles in front of him to his right. The surrounding area was filled with flames and spiritual energy.

Upon seeing it, Qin Fengming was stunned. After a brief glance, he had already concluded that there must be monks fighting among themselves. This kind of thing happens all the time in the world of immortality.

Just when Qin Fengming gathered his energy and became invisible, trying to take a detour to avoid the fight, a ray of spiritual consciousness swept over him quickly, and at the same time, a vague voice rang urgently in his ears:

"Fellow Taoist, please help my Xiao family, and you will be rewarded generously."