Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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Chapter 4085 Skeleton

This place is in the middle of a war between ethnic groups, and judging by the meaning, the three united ethnic groups have some upper hand. Under such circumstances, Qin Fengming's best choice is to maintain good relations with the three ethnic groups.

However, Qin Fengming went out of his way this time and killed a late-stage spiritual master who had a high status in the ethnic group.

Of course, this was not because Qin Fengming was ignorant of the importance, but because the old man had himself to blame.

The old man knew that the two of them were related to the Linghan Merchant Alliance, but he used ruthless tactics to kill him directly.

If it were Huang Qizhi, he might have died a long time ago.

Facing such a ruthless person, if Qin Fengming left anything to him, he would really be considered an easy bully.

Now that he has had rifts with the three ethnic groups, Qin Fengming will no longer look forward or backward. As long as he is not surrounded by hundreds of gathered and spiritual monks, with his current methods, as long as he attacks with all his strength, he is really not too Too afraid of ethnic monks.

As for the ancestor Zhan Yuan who had just advanced to the Xuan level, he thought that even if he couldn't win, it would be difficult for the other party to stop him if he wanted to leave.

Even if he couldn't escape, the worst he could do was sacrifice himself to the temple and let the spirit of Yi Yang take action.

As for the Linghan Merchant Alliance, they are naturally not really afraid of these small ethnic groups. Since the other party was the first to be unreasonable, they will naturally not do nothing.

"I'm looking for death, but I can't blame Qin. What? The two fellow Taoists still want to fight with Qin?"

Putting away his natal magic weapon, Qin Fengming looked at the two spiritual cultivators standing far away, and said calmly with an extremely calm expression.

At this time, everyone present, except for the dozens of surviving transformed infants and aggregation monks hiding below, there were also three spiritual monks.

It can be said that except for Hong Changfei and He Lianqi, no one else at the scene was surprised that Qin Fengming was able to kill the late-stage ancestor in an instant.

It is nothing for a young monk who can easily destroy four black dragon boats to easily kill a person in the late stage of divine connection.

The reason why many Huaying and Gathering monks did not remind the old man was probably because of the previous twenty or thirty monks of the same level who suddenly died in front of them.

Everyone knew clearly that the reason why those monks were able to die on the spot without even being exposed was related to the young monk. If he secretly transmitted the message, it was hard for anyone to say whether he would be noticed by the other party and follow in the footsteps of those monks. .

Monks are all selfish. Even if they are the ancestors of their own tribe, no one will easily choose to perish when their own life and death are in front of them.

At this moment, the person who feels most at ease in his heart is of course Huang Qizhi.

In his opinion, as long as they don't encounter Xuanjie beings, no one can threaten him and Qin Fengming.

"Hmph, you dare to kill fellow Daoist He. You really think that all three of our tribes are dead. No matter who you are today or how powerful your methods are, you will never leave this place alive."

What surprised Qin Fengming was that after seeing that he easily killed the late-stage spiritual cultivator, the evil-faced middle-aged cultivator named the leader was not frightened. Instead, he snorted coldly and said decisively. He spoke.

As he spoke his words, his figure flew out and approached where Qin Fengming was standing.

Hong Changfei knew in his heart that the two people in front of him at this moment were led by this young monk who had never seen him before. As long as he was captured and killed, the remaining Huang Qizhi would not be a concern.

By this time, he had secretly made up his mind. This time, the two people in front of him, no matter who they were from the merchant alliance, would definitely be captured and killed.

As long as the three tribes can win this time, the Qiongshan tribe will definitely get a lot of benefits. By then, they will no longer be afraid of the Linghan Merchant Alliance.

Although the business alliance treaty stipulates that if any business alliance is attacked, other business alliances will share the same hatred, but for so many thousands of years in the world of immortality, no one has actually done this.

It can be said that there is none at all.

The monks are all people who can't afford to do anything early. If they don't have enough benefits, naturally no other business alliance will get into trouble. And this trouble is still a group with Xuan level existence.

Hong Changfei already knew how powerful the young man in front of him was, so he stepped forward and stopped when he was still six or seven hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.

As soon as he stood still, his hands were opened, and a thick cold mist suddenly spurted out from his hands.

The blue-black mist swept across, and in just an instant, it filled an area of ​​hundreds of feet in front of the evil-faced middle-aged man.

The mist rolled rapidly, like rolling thick clouds, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings without stopping.

Facing the sudden thick fog, Qin Fengming's eyes showed a solemn look. He also felt a dangerous aura from the mist.

As soon as his figure flashed, a ball of colorful rays of light enveloped his body.

This mist obviously contained danger, and he didn't want to take the risk of being enveloped by the rapidly rolling mist before he understood it again.

But what made Qin Fengming nervous was that just when he was about to use his escape technique to dodge, he suddenly felt a soft force behind him appear without warning, restraining his body on the spot.

Although the restraining force was gentle, it seemed like there were thousands of invisible threads intertwined around his body, preventing him from moving his body.

Qin Fengming couldn't help but be wary of being able to produce such an effect just by relying on the mist aura.

As soon as the magic power in his body moved, the soul-devouring ghost fire suddenly emerged, and a layer of green flames covered his whole body. As the soul-devouring ghost fire unfolded, the power of confinement within it also disappeared.

It is still difficult to act in front of the soul-devouring ghost fire just because of the confinement of breath.

The body was no longer imprisoned, but Qin Fengming's figure no longer moved, but stood on the spot, blue light flashed in his eyes, and he did not take any immediate action.

The green and black mist swept across, enveloping him in an instant.

When his body suddenly entered the mist, Qin Fengming felt a thick cold air approaching him. It's just that this coldness cannot cause any damage to the soul-devouring ghost fire.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!"

Just as Qin Fengming was scanning the surroundings in the thick fog, an extremely scary and strange sound suddenly sounded from within the fog.

Qin Fengming glanced quickly with his consciousness, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Within the thick mist, four skeletons appeared from four directions. Their bones made frightening noises, and they were walking towards where he stood step by step with firm steps.

Although Qin Fengming was suspended in the air at the moment, when he saw the four skeletons on the ground below, he felt a feeling of panic. It seemed that those four skeletons carried a terrifying aura that he could not ignore.