Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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Chapter 4045: Trapped by Secret Techniques

What was in front of him was a land shrouded in white mist. The fog filled the air, as if water mist was suspended.

When his spiritual consciousness was released, Qin Fengming was surprised that he could only detect a distance of more than ten feet before it was blocked by thick fog.

Feeling the terrifying icy mist surrounding him, Qin Fengming could tell almost instantly that the place he was at at this time should be in the middle of the huge mountain peak.

This secret technique of the other party turned out to be a method with extremely powerful trapping effect.

With the soul-eating ghost fire protecting his body, Qin Fengming could ignore the cold erosion of the surrounding fog. But he also knew in his heart that this powerful secret technique should not only have the effect of siege and freezing.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, if you can resist Shan's secret technique for half an hour, Shan will admit defeat."

Just as Qin Fengming looked around with solemn eyes, a misty voice that seemed to come from a distant place rang in his ears.

The speaker was Shan Pengju. His expression looked relaxed at this moment, and his tone also seemed very indifferent.

Not being able to see Shan Pengju's face, Qin Fengming was able to understand Shan Pengju's expression at this moment. When he heard the other party's words, his body's magic power was running, and he felt that the God's Emperor's Seal was still suppressing the two golden dragons in the distance, and his heart suddenly felt at ease.

"Well, Qin will teach you how powerful this powerful secret technique is and what methods you can use it with." Although he didn't know if Shan Pengju could hear it, Qin Fengming still opened his mouth and shouted. .

Before Qin Fengming's shout could stop, he could only feel the mist around his body suddenly becoming turbulent, and the rapid sound of breaking through the air suddenly resounded through the surrounding mist.

The sound of chi chi resounded, and a short blade with a length of about a foot flashing with a cold light suddenly appeared in all directions of the body, completely wrapping Qin Fengming's body.

The short blade fired, and sharp aura suddenly filled the icy mist, shooting towards the suspended Qin Fengming's body.

Seeing the countless short blades, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown.

Qin Fengming can be sure that these short blades are not very deadly to him. The power of each strike is nothing more than the power of an ordinary magic weapon driven by an early stage cultivator.

However, dense and countless short-blade attacks came one after another, and the threat they posed to the trapped monks could be known without asking.

No wonder Shan Pengju just said that he only needed to stay in this thick fog for half an hour before he would give in.

Under such a situation, even a cultivator with powerful means at the pinnacle of spirituality, who can persist in drinking tea for a while, is already considered a leader among the cultivators.

Facing countless short sharp blades coming at him, Qin Fengming's expression was solemn, without showing the slightest hint of fear. There was no trace of anxiety in his eyes.

The magic formula surged in his body, and a ball of blue light mist suddenly appeared around him.

As the blue light mist dispersed, flames of various colors turned into wisps of fire, lasing and traveling in the light mist.

At this time, Qin Fengming, as his cultivation level increased day by day, he became more comfortable in controlling Huan Ji Xuan Light and Soul Devouring Ghost Fire.

And at this time, although the two secret arts cannot be completely integrated, it can already make the two no longer have the slightest conflict and achieve non-interference with each other.

Facing the overwhelming attack of short blades, Qin Fengming frowned slightly and used these two secret techniques without any hesitation.

With the display of the two secret techniques, the thick mist within ten feet around Qin Fengming was instantly swept away.

The sound of chi chi sounded, and countless short blades flew into the blue light mist like moths flying into the flame.

The blue light mist surged, one after another, countless short blades only entered the depth of the blue light mist,

They all shrank rapidly, and finally, with a soft snap, they turned into icy energy and disappeared.

The short-blade attack that was extremely terrifying to others was blocked by Qin Fengming's two secret techniques without showing much power. Qin Fengming was not much surprised by this.

The Huanji Xuanguang is so powerful that Qin Fengming can be sure that any five-element energy attack among monks of the same level will not be able to do anything to it.

Xuanji Huanshui is something that corrodes and dissolves the energy of the five elements in the world. Under the blessing of powerful rune spells, its power is naturally greatly increased. Coupled with the blessing of Xuanguang crystal, it has a sharp effect.

At this moment, even if the magic weapon falls into the mist of Daoyan's extremely mysterious light, it will definitely be melted away.

Coupled with the combined force of the soul-devouring ghost fire, even though there were densely packed Senhan short blades attacking one after another, they still failed to pose the slightest threat to Qin Fengming.

Just using all his strength to activate the two secret techniques, Qin Fengming felt that nearly 10% of the mana in his body had been consumed in just half a cup of tea.

Qin Fengming's 10% of the mana in his body may be a little more than the 30 to 40% of the mana of an ordinary spiritual peak cultivator.

"My fellow Taoist's skills are really extraordinary. He was able to resist those ice blades so easily. However, although my fellow Taoist resisted the attack of the ice blades, I think he must have lost a lot of mana. I wonder how long you can hold on?"

Seeing Qin Fengming resist the ice blade easily, Shan Pengju, who was standing outside the tall mountain peak, was also shocked.

In the past, he used this powerful secret technique to besiege those who reached the peak of divine connection. The opponent would always spend a lot of effort to use various secret techniques to resist most of the attacks, and then rely on his physical toughness to resist the remaining sword blades.

There is absolutely no one like the young man in the middle of the mountain who stood motionless with his hands behind his back and resisted the ice blades.

Shan Pengju is not an ordinary person. Although he saw Qin Fengming easily resisting the attack of his powerful secret technique, he also knew in his heart that the brilliant blue light around the opponent must be an extremely powerful secret technique. Naturally, the mana consumed will not be small.

In the heart of the mountain where the secret technique is formed, there is almost no supplement of the vitality of the outside world. No matter how powerful the opponent's secret technique is, when faced with countless ice blade attacks one after another, its own mana consumption will be higher than The opponent absorbs a lot of energy from the elixir or spirit stone.

If it were other monks, even Xuan-level beings, Shan Pengju would not be wrong in assuming this.

But this time he was facing Qin Fengming.

Hearing what Shan Pengju said, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel funny.

Qin Fengming has the body of a five-dragon, and his own magic power is far superior to those at the top of the spiritual realm. In addition, with the green gourd in his body, the winner of this kind of mana consumption battle will definitely not be Shan Pengju. .

At this time, apart from the tall mountain peak at the center of Xumi Space, only Shan Pengju was left standing on the spot. Qin Fengming's figure has disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Shan Pengju standing on the spot with a calm expression, all the thousands of monks present knew that the battle between the two mid-level cultivators of theosophy had reached a critical moment.

Even Shu Yu, who had a calm mind, had a serious expression on her pretty face at this moment.