Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Green light flashed, and the several-foot-long rope was like a green lightning. In just a flash, it arrived in front of Qin Fengming, who was standing still.

The green light was dazzling, and the long rope was like a long snake. The moment it touched Qin Fengming's protective aura, it quickly wound towards his body at an extremely terrifying speed.

The next moment, the female cultivator's face, which originally showed a slight smile, suddenly paused, and the smile that had just appeared immediately solidified on her charming face.

The infallible long rope magic weapon and the soul-crushing magic mist jointly attacked. Under the rapid winding of the long rope, the body of the young man trapped in it suddenly collapsed on the spot like a little starlight.

Seeing that her attack failed like this, the female cultivator was suddenly shocked.

She knew very well how powerful her soul-terrifying demonic mist was. Even if a monk of the same level suddenly falls into the magic mist that she spent countless efforts to cultivate, his mind will be taken away for a moment and become sluggish.

She didn't think that the young monk in front of her at the peak of spiritual enlightenment had a more powerful soul state than the monk in the middle stage of Xuanling.

But what she saw before her was once again beyond her imagination.

The young monk who was surrounded by the terrifying soul-killing mist, under the sudden attack of her rope magic weapon, still used strange body skills to avoid the binding and imprisonment of the rope magic weapon.

An afterimage shot through the magic mist and turned into several figures, quickly surrounding the female cultivator.

"You are not afraid of the invasion of my soul-crushing demonic mist!" In the exclamation, the female cultivator waved her jade hand, and a scarlet glow shone, and then there was a burst of chissing sounds in the air, followed by a series of red lights. Shooting, suddenly shooting towards several figures surrounding him.

The red light suddenly appeared, and several figures were pierced by it. The figures turned into dots of stars and disappeared.

Only a figure stopped a hundred feet away from the female cultivator. As soon as the arc light flashed, it intercepted the blazing red light in front of it.

Just now, Qin Fengming suddenly felt a hint of coolness entering his body. He was shocked and discovered that the strange aura that invaded the sea of ​​consciousness did not attack the sea of ​​consciousness, but only made his soul feel frightened.

Qin Fengming, who had stabilized his mind, suddenly heard what the female cultivator said.

From its name, you can know the attack effect of this kind of magic mist.

It just made the monk feel an extreme sense of fear.

After discovering that there was no other attack effect, Qin Fengming no longer worried.

As soon as the magic power in the body moved, the Wind Wind Phantom Body Technique was unleashed, shooting towards the slightly startled female cultivator.

Unfortunately, although the female cultivator was surprised that he was not attacked by her magic mist, she did not lose her vigilance. Suddenly, she saw several figures flashing towards him, and several short swords flew out of her hands. Qin Fengming's Wind Whispering Phantom Body Technique was broken.

The gray mist was withdrawn by the female cultivator and turned into a ball of gray light, which was collected into the sleeves of her robe.

The female cultivator was decisive. Since the Soul-Destroying Demonic Mist had no effect on the young man in front of her, there was no use in using it.

"Junior, you really did not make Brother Huang wrong. You are really very difficult to deal with." The female cultivator, who had been repeatedly frustrated in her attacks, looked at Qin Fengming who had appeared, and did not retreat, but said with a gloomy face.

"Huh, Qin's tough one is still behind." Qin Fengming, who was standing still, looked at the short blades that were only about a foot long and shot back. They were put into the palms of the female cultivators' hands. He snorted coldly.

"Mei'er, be careful! Come back quickly." Before Qin Fengming finished speaking, the middle-aged monk standing far away suddenly shouted quickly.

"I want to leave now, but it's too late." Qin Fengming was shocked when he heard the middle-aged man's voice. However, he still shouted and his hand was already pointing out in the air.

There was a sudden sound of wind and thunder, and majestic and rolling thick clouds suddenly swept out. In an instant, they swept across an area of ​​several thousand feet.

The middle-aged monk shouted, and his figure did not show much shaking, but an afterimage flashed, and when it was revealed again, it was already several miles away.

The middle-aged monk's expression was calm. Although he had been alert for a long time, he only shouted to remind the female cultivator and did not break his previous agreement and intervene in the fight between Qin Fengming and the female cultivator.

The wind and thunder resounded loudly, thick clouds covered the sky, and at this moment, the Four Elephant Sword Formation was inspired by Qin Fengming. Amidst the howling wind and thunder, the body of the female cultivator immediately disappeared into the violent celestial phenomenon.

After previously sacrificing the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, Qin Fengming sacrificed the Four Symbols Qing Yan Sword out of his body.

This time Qin Fengming used the Four Elephant Sword Formation that he had re-refined. The female cultivator is already in the middle stage of Xuanling, so she is the perfect person to test this sword formation.

"Aren't you going to rescue that fairy?" Qin Fengming's figure flashed and appeared at the edge of the thick clouds. Looking at the middle-aged monk who was suspended in the air, he still showed no strange expression.

Qin Fengming was also feeling uneasy at the moment. Although he had trapped the female cultivator within the sword formation, if this Xuanling became powerful in the later stages, it could be said that he would have no means to fight with her anymore.

He doesn't think that his strength has reached the point where he can compete with the late Xuan Ling powerful ones.

Although he felt uneasy, Qin Fengming was not afraid. At worst, he would sacrifice himself to the temple and call out the two powerful men to solve the problem in front of him.

"With your strength, you are not strong enough to conquer the palace girl."

Seeing that Qin Fengming still had time to appear in front of him at this moment, the middle-aged brow furrowed slightly. However, he still had no intention of taking action.

"That's very good. As long as Qin insists on half a cup of tea, senior will fulfill the previous agreement, right?" After hearing that the middle-aged man still didn't want to interfere, Qin Fengming never relaxed his vigilance in his heart, but when he spoke, he reminded the middle-aged monk, They still have an agreement.

The middle-aged man did not speak again, but nodded calmly.

Seeing that he still looked calm and calm even in his middle age, Qin Fengming couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart. His consciousness quickly glanced into the sword formation, and his expression suddenly became ugly.

A bad sound suddenly sounded in his heart.

In just a short time of speaking, the Four-Elephant Sword Formation, which was activated with all his strength, became shaky at this moment.

Within the sword formation that spanned thousands of feet, terrifying blue-blue light groups were seen moving rapidly amid wind blades and thunder and lightning. A terrifying icy coldness spread out from the light group.

Ice cold swept across, and the operation of the Four Elephant Sword Formation seemed to slow down.

The terrifying sword blades and lightning attacks that Qin Fengming was confident could easily kill the cultivators at the top of the Gods, when they came into contact with the several-foot-long blue-blue light group, they disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

As the attacks swept away, the blue light group expanded rapidly.

"This... what kind of secret technique is this? How can it have such terrifying power?" Qin Fengming exclaimed in surprise. Qin Fengming, who had not yet used the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, quickly made a hand with his hands, and the four sword blades suddenly appeared out of thin air. It shot back, disappeared between his eyebrows, and disappeared.

Fear emerged in Qin Fengming's heart. He vaguely felt that as long as he retracted the sword formation a little later, the Four Elephants Sword would be sucked into the terrifying blue light ball.

"You are very good. You can make this fairy have to display the Qianyuan Frost Divine Light. You are proud of yourself. Next, it is the time for you to execute me."