Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Looking at the sudden appearance of many fires in the sky, everyone present, including the captured Xiao clan members in the square and the Xiao family members in the main hall, were stunned, so shocked that they could not think at all.

The coercion and attack power displayed by these Huo Mang made all the men in black, including the gloomy old man, feel chills on their backs and speechless, unable to speak any more words.

Just when everyone was stunned, Qin Fengming did not stop. With a wave of his hand, two black objects were immediately wrapped in yellow light and shot towards the ground. Before anyone noticed, they disappeared into the ground. It fell into the ground and disappeared.

Then Bai Jizhou dodged, and in a flash, he was already standing on top of Bai Jizhou, and then he looked at the people in front of him again and stopped making any movement.

Just when Qin Fengming made a move, a dozen foundation-building cultivators headed by the gloomy old man had already woken up and looked at each other with panic in their eyes.

Seeing this, the gloomy old man didn't hesitate at all. With a flicker of his body, he quickly took back his magic weapon. Then, with a flick of his body, he landed on the magic weapon. He stepped on it with his feet and didn't even say a single word. It was already shooting away behind him.

Facing the middle-aged man in front of him, he had lost any intention of fighting and fled into the distance in panic.

When the other foundation-building monks saw this, they still didn't understand what the gloomy old man meant, so they put away their weapons and fled in all directions.

As for the Qi Gathering Stage monks, under the pursuit of many Huo Mang, those who had not yet come to escape died on the spot.

Seeing everyone fleeing so decisively, Qin Fengming, who was standing on the Baiji Boat, was not surprised at all. As if he had already calculated the outcome, he pushed the boat under his feet and shot towards the fleeing Foundation Establishment monks.

Qin Fengming already knew that everyone was acting like this when he sacrificed hundreds of Huomang. These monks were all casual cultivators. They were motivated to come here in groups. They were all motivated by profit. When they saw that it was difficult to succeed at this time, they naturally ran away for their lives. Then There is not even the slightest hint of resistance.

In the face of the astonishing speed of the flying magic weapon Baijizhou, the speed of the foundation-building monks. It becomes like a turtle crawling.

In just a few flashes, several foundation-building monks were chased by Qin Fengming one after another. With a wave of his hand, dozens of flames flew out and surrounded them. After a while, they turned into ashes. Leave behind a few storage rings and spirit beast bags that are difficult to melt.

It only took a moment to burn incense. It turned out that there were dozens of men in black showing off their power, but now no one was left. There were only hundreds of people surnamed Xiao lying on the square, indicating that something had happened here. Unspeakable things.

After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Jinxuan saw that all the men in black fell apart and fled the place in an instant. Without hesitation, he waved his hand and the hall was silenced by a buzzing sound and disappeared.

Everyone in the hall came out one after another to rescue the Xiao clan members on the square.

Xiao Jinxuan, however, had a solemn look on his face. Facing the direction in which the men in black were fleeing, he stood for a long time without moving at all.

At this time, there was no joy in his heart. Facing the middle-aged man who single-handedly killed dozens of peak cultivators in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he was also unsure of what this meant for the Xiao family. Blessing or curse.

Just as the Xiao clan members were rescuing each other, Qin Fengming was chasing and killing the fleeing man in black within ten miles nearby.

With the help of Bai Jizhou, these men in black could not escape his grasp. Although several of them had amazing skills, they fell to their death in an instant under the attack of Qin Fengming's large number of talismans.

Just when the black-clothed monks started to flee, there were only three or four black-clothed monks left, and only two sticks of incense had passed.

When Qin Fengming caught up with a man in black again and killed him, at this time, the only ones left alive in black were the leader with gloomy eyes who fled first and Duan Qichang.

Qin Fengming was not too worried about these two people, because when everyone surrounded them, he had already released the two spiritual beasts, deliberately letting them intercept them.

With these two fourth-level high-grade monsters here, it would be difficult for the two foundation-building peak cultivators to escape from this place in just a moment.

After killing all the other black-clothed monks, Qin Fengming shot towards the scene where the fight between Yizheng and Zhengzi continued.

When I flew closer, I saw a pink mist filling an area of ​​more than ten feet in radius. A huge purple-black centipede two to three feet long was wrapped in a black mist and was swimming freely in the pink mist.

At the same time, huge 'bang, bang' sounds were heard one after another from the pink mist, indicating that a fierce battle was going on within the mist.

Occupied by the fog, Qin Fengming could not see clearly what was going on inside, but he also knew that this must be the section of Qichang.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand, and immediately, a ball of emerald green flames rose from his palm. When it spread out in the air, it turned into a ball of emerald green dragon. It shook its head and tail and shot towards the pink mist. .

There is no doubt that this is the soul-devouring ghost fire. This soul-devouring ghost fire did not fall behind when faced with the demon's demonic flames. At this time, it was very sharp against the demonic mist of the foundation-building monks.

As soon as he entered the magic mist, the pink magic mist evaded one after another as if it had encountered a nemesis. Suddenly, the emerald green dragon swung and flew towards the thickest part of the magic mist.

"Pfft...ah..."

There was a loud bang, followed by a scream. The pink mist dissipated immediately. A purple-black centipede and an emerald-green dragon were revealed.

There was no other item left on the spot, and even Qichang's magic weapon, storage ring and other items had disappeared.

Looking at the emerald green dragon in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but look contemplative. He saw that the emerald green dragon's emerald flames were now filled with black stars, which looked slightly different from before.

After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly realized that it was because the soul-devouring ghost fire had mutated on its own after the battle with the demonic flames at the bottom of the Biyou Valley cave, and became like this.

As soon as he thought of this, he waved his hand, and the emerald green dragon swayed and turned into a ball of flame again, falling into his palm.

After looking closely, he saw many black stars floating in the flames, just like the stars dotted in the night sky, looking very harmonious.

Right in the center of the emerald green flames, there was a small brown halberd several inches long that was slowly rotating in the flames. This halberd is undoubtedly the magic weapon driven by Duan Qichang.

Thinking back to the beginning, the fire spirit was good at eating metal objects, and if the spiritual weapon fell into its mouth, it would melt in an instant. After the mutation, its characteristics have not changed at all.