Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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Chapter 4017 The young man appears

"Boom!" A deafening roar suddenly erupted amidst the violent flashes of gray light. A wave of terrifying energy, centered on the tall building, was like a cannon exploding. The terrifying energy spewed out all around. And go.

The eight monks who were standing on the vast square, when they sensed the change in the tall palace, did not stop at the scene. Their bodies shot out and immediately moved away from the scene.

Amidst the explosion of terrifying energy, a huge aura of chaos was mixed in the thick black mist, rolling and impacting around like a hurricane.

The gray-white light that made everyone fearful was immediately involved in the black mist that suddenly appeared, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, it's not easy to trap Qin."

As the black mist quickly spread around, a sound of wild laughter suddenly rumbled out from the thick black mist.

The sound was extremely penetrating. In the majestic atmosphere of chaos, it did not lose much energy. It was transmitted to the ears of the eight monks who had retreated to the edge of the huge nine-curved formation, and it still seemed extremely clear.

"Ah, it's Senior Qin. Senior Qin is really fine."

Suddenly hearing the sound, Wu Wenzhong, who had just retreated and stopped, with a look of horror on his face, immediately shouted with a look of surprise on his face.

As long as Qin Fengming didn't die, they would be sure to leave here.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, everyone here had different expressions.

He Xuan's pale face also showed joy. But at this moment, his expression became ferocious because of his stoicism.

Compared with the joy in the hearts of Wu Wenzhong and He Xuan, everyone in the Hu family looked frightened at this moment. The most fearful person was of course Hu Siqi, who had just wounded He Xuan.

He Xuan made it clear just now that as long as he dared to attack, Qin Fengming would be killed directly after he left the hall.

Now he not only attacked the opponent, but also cut off one of his arms.

Although Hu Siqi also knew that the opponent's arm was deliberately discarded by the opponent using some kind of magical power, but after all, it was lost because of his fault.

Not only Hu Siqi, but also Hu Fengzheng and the others, except for the beautiful female cultivator Hu Lanxin who had a cold face at this moment, also had panic in their hearts.

The terrifying hall restrictions did not trap the young monk, and his strength was beyond words.

Feeling the dark mist filling the air and the terrifying aura of chaos, everyone present suddenly felt an extremely terrifying corrosive power coming over them. It seemed like his whole body was about to melt and die.

It seemed that everyone was already thousands of feet away from the main hall, and the terrifying aura had become much lighter.

Even Wu Wenzhong was able to resist the strange aura with all his strength.

Just when everyone widened their eyes and planned to look into the distance, a cry of surprise suddenly resounded from the mist-filled place in the distance again.

The sound came out quickly and suddenly, as if the person in the distance had suddenly suffered some powerful and terrifying attack.

Following the anxious cry, the thick black mist containing the terrifying and chaotic atmosphere that had just rushed in was suddenly swept back by a strong wind and rushed back towards the distance.

In just an instant, the terrifying aura that had just emerged suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the black mist surging in the distance, everyone's expressions changed drastically again.

In just one breath, the terrifying black air quickly returned to the previous tall hall. At this moment, in front of the tall palace, the figure of a monk has been revealed.

His face showed shock, but also joy. His body was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps, in the thick black mist, his whole body was trembling, and he was resisting the terrifying black mist sweeping in.

And above its head,

There is a small disk-like object floating in the air.

The disk rotated slowly, and the terrifying black mist around it quickly poured towards the disk-like object at an extremely terrifying speed.

And the disc seemed to be a bottomless pit. It seemed not to be afraid of the majestic thick black mist, and it seemed to be devouring it crazily.

On top of the disk, there was a ball of yellow light flickering, and a terrifying aura that made everyone hiding in the distance stare blankly, hesitating on the shining yellow light.

"That...that's the breath of the ancient world!" The stunned people stood there for a long time before Hu Fengzheng let out a horrified exclamation.

The breath of prehistoric times is a kind of nascent breath of heaven and earth that is more powerful than the breath of chaos and more original.

If it were the true prehistoric energy, it would be enough to swallow up the chaotic purple energy that burns nothing.

At this moment, the round object like a round cymbal is actually filled with the aura of the primitive world, which is the origin of the world. This alone is enough to show that the round object should be born in the world. Those Mihuang mysterious treasures exist. Only the Mihuang Xuanbao can exude the aura of the ancient world.

As a person who gathers and communicates with the gods, how could he not know what the Mihuang Xuanbao represents?

Hu Fengzheng would never have thought that that monk who was only in the early stage of spiritual enlightenment would actually have the Mihuang Xuanbao in his body that even a Mahayana person could hardly believe could exist.

At this time, he finally knew why He Xuan firmly believed that Qin Fengming would be fine and escape from the terrifying confinement. It was probably because people knew that there was such a terrifying and powerful thing in that young man.

Although Hu Fengzheng has never actually seen the Mihuang Xuanbao, he also knows from the introduction in the classics that as long as the monks can merge their minds with the Mihuang Xuanbao, the Xuanbao will have a certain power to protect the Lord, even if the monks do not sacrifice it. If it comes out, there is a chance that it will show up to protect its owner.

As for the young monk who was only in the early stage of spiritual enlightenment, he obviously did not have the ability to control the mysterious treasure. The appearance of the mysterious treasure at this moment was obviously a manifestation of his own protection of the master.

Just when Hu Fengzheng was figuring out what was happening in front of him, he saw Qin Fengming, who was trembling all over, with a look of tenacity suddenly flashing in his eyes.

A terrifying energy suddenly spurted out from his body like a river bursting its banks, rapidly pouring into the round object above his head.

In just a few breaths, Qin Fengming's already pale face immediately became even paler.

The body was swaying, and under the frightened eyes, there was even more ruthless meaning. The hands that were making the secrets became very unstable, as if they were about to drop down at any moment. And his body felt like he was about to fall to the ground.

His lips were tightly closed and his teeth were clenched, as if he had bitten both of his lips.

Two traces of blood flowed down from his lips, making his already ferocious face reveal an extremely ferocious look.

Looking at Qin Fengming's violently shaking body, the people standing far away suddenly felt that Qin Fengming's body seemed to be much shriveled than before, as if his body had been suddenly emptied of all substance.