Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming didn't give the four people a chance this time, so he launched the most powerful attack he could use to drive his life object at the moment. Of course, it was because he was also afraid that the four people would also use the terrifying yellow light.

Qin Fengming was very afraid of that yellow light. Regardless of whether he could survive in that yellow light, it would not be a bad thing to strike first and prevent the other party from using powerful means.

"At this moment, we have obtained three tokens. Do we still want to stay in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea?" A flash of light came, and Fang Liang's figure appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

Sensing Qin Fengming's powerful magical power to attack the enemy, Fang Liang naturally didn't need to wait any longer and went directly to Qin Fengming.

Seeing those terrifying sword blades displayed, Fang Liang was shocked.

It can be said that he watched Qin Fengming practice step by step from the realm of aggregation to the peak of spirituality.

If Qin Fengming hadn't used Chi You's Dharmakaya back then, it could be said that Fang Liang would not have been able to defeat Qin Fengming's strength. But as Qin Fengming advanced to become a god, the opponent's strength skyrocketed.

At this moment, when he saw Qin Fengming using his magical power to kill four monks of the same level in an instant, Fang's conscience also surged. He knew that this young man's magical powers had become much stronger.

"I already have three tokens now. The mission is completed. I didn't expect to get three tokens so quickly. It would be good to go back early. Let's get out of this sea area now." He looked at the two tokens in his hand. Qin Fengming thought about it for a moment and then made his decision.

In fact, he knew in his heart that as time slowly approached the two-year period, the waters of Wandao would definitely become extremely bloody.

And in the future, there will definitely be dozens or even dozens of monks competing for a token.

Even if he and Fang Liang have extraordinary methods, they are not really invincible. If he encountered the terrifying attack from the four Qiang and Hui monks earlier, he was not sure whether he would be able to withstand it.

Of course Fang Liang didn't want to stay any longer. The two hit it off and immediately reached an agreement.

Qin Fengming's expression changed slightly as he glanced with his spiritual consciousness.

"Let's go over there and see what kind of terrifying magical powers those four people used. They were able to kill several powerful monks at once."

At this moment, there is still a ball of yellow light on the island thousands of miles away.

Qin Fengming was very curious about what kind of existence could have such terrifying power.

It can be sacrificed from the hands of monks at the top of the spiritual realm, and it is so easy to kill monks of the same level.

"This...this is King Ming's Pure Soul Sand!"

The two figures came quickly and stopped a few miles away from the thick yellow light. As soon as he stopped, Fang Liang's exclamation sounded.

"What? Fellow Taoist, are you saying that the yellow light thing is the Mingwang Pure Soul Sand that can tear apart souls?"

Although Qin Fengming is well-read, when it comes to knowledge, he is really not as good as Fang Liang. Without him, because he could easily know the memories of many ghosts and ghosts captured by Fang Liang.

Even some ghosts that have not yet developed their intelligence still have some memories.

Because of Fang Liang's talent, it can be said that as long as the ghost falls into his hands, he can easily know the ghost's memory without using any soul-searching magical powers.

Of course, Qin Fengming had also seen the introduction of Mingwang Jinghunsha in some classics.

But those are just introductions, which are far less profound than Fang Liang's memory and understanding of the real thing.

Ming Wang Jinghun Sha, Ming Wang, is the abbreviation of Peacock Ming Wang. The peacock king of Ming Dynasty has colorful feathers on his body, showing his colorful colors. They are green, yellow, red, white and black. Each color has indescribable effects.

According to legend, the five colors of the Ming Dynasty protect the body and prevent all attacks.

The King Ming's Purifying Soul Sand is a heaven-defying thing nourished by the yellow light from King Ming's body. According to legend, it is extremely powerful and can tear apart souls and destroy spirits.

Even if a being in the Mahayana realm comes into contact with King Ming's Pure Soul Sand, it will definitely be difficult for him to do good.

The yellow light still suspended in the air in front of me is extremely capable of devouring the power of divine consciousness, and is very similar to the Mingwang Pure Soul Sand recorded in the classics.

However, its power is far from the records in the rumored classics. At best, it can only be regarded as the existence of King Ming's Pure Soul Sand mixed with many impurities.

If it is a pure substance, it will never have a dull yellow color.

"The King Ming's Pure Soul Sand is not something that ordinary people can touch, but it is extremely difficult to encounter. Now that we have encountered it, it would be too much of a waste of natural resources not to collect it."

Looking at the bright yellow light shining in front of him, the shock in Qin Fengming's eyes slowly subsided, but a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Although this magic sand is not a pure thing, its power is definitely not something we can bear. If we want to refine it, we may need special means. If you want to collect it, fellow Taoists, you should be careful. "

Fang Liang knew Qin Fengming's nature. When he saw a treasure, no matter what it was, whether it was dangerous or not, he would want to take it into his hands.

But this object gave Fang Liang a sense of fear, which made him not help but remind Qin Fengming.

"It is true that this object is powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it is only about as powerful as the Xuanji Huanshui. Back then, the Taotie Qiankun Gui was able to imprison even the Xuanji Huanshui. This Mingwang Soul Purifying Sand may not be able to be collected." Qin Fengming The light in his eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, the broken bowl was already floating in front of him.

After a series of spells were launched, majestic energy emerged and gathered, and the huge broken bowl was suspended in the air.

With a roar, a ferocious beast suddenly jumped out into the air, as if it had emerged from the void. Compared with the previous appearance, it was obviously more shocking.

Qin Fengming sacrificed the gluttonous ferocious beast, but he was also worried in his heart. He did not directly let the ferocious beast pounce on the yellow light in the distance, but carefully sacrificed the Huanji Xuanguang and the soul-devouring ghost fire, and then sacrificed the Chaos Purple Qi Cup to protect it. The body slowly carried the ferocious beast and moved closer to the yellow light in the distance.

With so many methods, coupled with the protection of the immortal magic armor, Qin Fengming thought that even if the Mingwang Soul Purification Sand was powerful, it should not be able to break through so many of his protections in an instant.

As the figure slowly approached, Qin Fengming finally felt a terrifying aura acting on the purple light strips outside him. In addition to the powerful disturbing power of the soul, there is also a sharp aura inside.

Qin Fengming's complexion suddenly changed as the strange aura assaulted him. Although the sharp aura was blocked by the purple light band, the corrosive power of the soul was not hindered at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Fengming hurriedly waved his hand, cast a spell, and then took the Chaos Purple Qi Cup back into his arms.

Although the strange aura would not cause damage to the Chaos Purple Qi, the terrifying power of the divine soul's harassment acted on the Chaos Purple Qi cup, making Qin Fengming unable to bear the amount of divine soul energy it consumed.

Without the obstruction of the purple light belt, the strange aura immediately touched the blue light mist.

Qin Fengming felt a little relieved. He clearly felt that although the aura was still not afraid of the erosion of Huanji Xuanguang, its speed seemed to have been greatly reduced. The power exerted on the body was obviously greatly weakened, and with the energy of Qin Fengming's own soul, he was able to withstand it.

But at this moment, he no longer dared to move forward. Because the closer you get, the stronger the terrifying aura becomes.

Looking at the yellow light in front of him, Qin Fengming pointed his finger and directly activated the Taotie to bite the yellow light in front of him.