Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The three-foot-long sharp blade shot out, flashed briefly, and then pierced into a ball of energy.

What made the middle-aged man surnamed Qian feel a chill in his heart was that there was no monk in the mass of energy gas that he relied on for self-defense.

The sharp blade shot through the energy and shot far ahead.

Before the middle-aged man surnamed Qian could react, a red short blade had already flashed out from a few feet away from his left ribs and reached his side in a flash.

A scream suddenly resounded. Amid the splash of blood, a horrifying blood hole appeared on the left side of the middle-aged body.

As the blood spattered, a small Danying immediately jumped out, with an unbelievable look on its face. When it jumped out, its figure had already blurred and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Dan Ying's teleportation is two points faster than the monk's teleportation magical power. If the monk did not have the means to break the magical power of teleportation, he could only watch the other party's Dan Ying go away and be powerless.

It was a pity that the middle-aged man encountered Qin Fengming this time. When Qin Fengming attacked the opponent, he had naturally anticipated the methods that the opponent would use in the future.

After a successful attack, his eyes flashed with blue light, and a long red and blue sword in his hand was swung out in a certain direction.

A silver silk screen about ten feet in size suddenly took shape with the rapid movement of the tip of the long sword, then disappeared with a flicker of light.

Just when the middle-aged and small Danying appeared with a frightened and angry expression hundreds of feet away, and turned around to look at Qin Fengming, who had already revealed his figure, the silver silk screen also appeared. Beside Dan Ying's body.

The Danying that had just emerged did not even show its exclamation, but was already shrouded in silver mesh.

There was a flash of silver light, and the little Danying was immediately smashed into pieces of minced meat.

Without even a trace of his soul escaping, he was swept away by a ball of silver light and disappeared on the spot.

Seeing the blow from Qing Yan Sword, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be a little surprised. At this time, the magical power of the sword and silk web is obviously several times more powerful than before.

"Okay, this monk has been dealt with. Let's go see how Fellow Daoist Fang is doing at this time." Qin Fengming said lightly as he signaled He Xuan to put away the middle-aged monk's storage bracelets, magic weapons and other items.

For Qin Fengming, if he were to fight alone, facing a late-stage or peak cultivator at this moment, he would have great confidence to defeat him.

As long as the opponent is not comparable to the Xuan level, it is normal for him to kill the opponent.

"Wait a moment, fellow Taoists, this old man is about to be killed." Just when Qin Fengming and He Xuan stopped beside the vast mist, Fang Liang's words came out.

Hearing Fang Liang's relaxed words, Qin Fengming and He Xuan naturally felt relieved.

The banging sound carried roars one after another, which came out from the mist in the distance. Among the roars, there were one or two more exclamations.

This voice did not belong to Fang Liang, but clearly came from the monk at the top of the spiritual realm.

The mist was so thick that even Qin Fengming's consciousness could not fully see what was happening inside. And Lingqing's eyes could only see a hazy scene.

At this time, within the mist, ghosts in the form of spirits were flying continuously in the mist, and powerful energy attacks were launched in the depths of the mist.

It's just that those powerful attack secrets couldn't penetrate the vast mist, and they were all destroyed in the mist after just flying tens of feet away.

The old man named Kong did not appear in his eyes and consciousness, but Qin Fengming knew that Kong Liang at this time was just a trapped beast still fighting. Fall is a matter of time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, kill him quickly. It's best for us to leave here."

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and Qin Fengming's back suddenly felt cold. His heart moved and he called out quickly.

This place is not far from the Yinshan Gang. If the three Yinshan Gang monks have any restrictions on them, they may pass the news of their demise back to the Yinshan Gang.

Moreover, Qin Fengming had heard from Cao Xin and the other five that the monks from the Yinshan Gang had a special aura, and as long as they were killed, a mark would be left on them.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or not, it would be best for them to stay away from this place at this time.

Just when Qin Fengming finished speaking, several roars suddenly resounded through the thick fog in front of him.

"Okay, the cultivator at the top of the Divine Connection has been killed. We can leave."

The thick mist subsided, and Fang Liang's figure appeared in front of the two of them.

At this time, Fang Liang's face was full of joy. Above his head, a five-foot-tall pagoda shimmered with fluorescent light, and a terrifying cold aura lingered on the pagoda.

This Ten Thousand Souls Tower was re-refined by Fang Liang from the original Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

I don’t know what kind of secret method Fang Liang used to be able to take the five-foot-tall pagoda into his body and use it as a gift to sacrifice. It seems that Fang Liang also has a special curse. Such a method is extremely extraordinary, at least Qin Fengming does not know what method to use to achieve this at this time.

No matter how powerful this method is, Qin Fengming has not yet used it, so he will not ask anything.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, how strong are the ghosts and ghosts summoned by you? Were they all collected by you into the Ten Thousand Souls Tower in the end?" Seeing that no ghosts and ghosts had left around him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but said with a look of confusion on his face. .

Qin Fengming also wanted to know how powerful the secret technique of eating ghosts came from the magical power of Fairy Qingyu.

"Well, this secret technique of eating ghosts is quite powerful. When it was used just now, it seemed to be able to summon wandering ghosts within tens of thousands of miles. However, the realm of the ghosts summoned was not high. However, this secret technique is not useless. , this secret technique can actually make the summoned ghosts and ghosts eat each other.

After swallowing, the strength of the ghosts born can increase dramatically out of thin air. Not only that, the ghosts that remained after being devoured seemed to be a bit more terrifying than before.

If you can't control those ghosts, you might be able to make them backfire on the person controlling them. Fortunately, Fang has absolute control over the ghosts, so there is no such worry. However, Fellow Taoist He is advised not to practice this secret technique, otherwise, if something unexpected happens when performing it, the gain will outweigh the loss. "

Fang Liang's face showed joy, but his words came out like this.

Fang Liang's words undoubtedly mean that the secret technique of feasting on ghosts is a secret technique with great disadvantages. If ordinary people use it, they may be counterattacked by it.

Fang Liang is a monster, so naturally he will not be afraid of any ghosts. Even if a Xuan-level ghost is in front of it, even if it cannot listen to its call, it does not dare to kill it.

"No wonder a secret technique created by a Mahayana man only appeared in the auction of a theosophical monk. It turns out that there are such shortcomings in it..."

Qin Fengming's heart moved, and he suddenly understood why this secret technique appeared in the auction.

"Ah, no, the two fellow Taoists must enter the Shenji Mansion quickly." Just when Qin Fengming was about to say something else, a sudden shout suddenly came out of his mouth.