Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

As soon as the ghosts entered the scope of the ghost-eating mist, although they were wrapped in the mist aura of the old man named Shi and were not affected by Qin Fengming's ghost-eating mist, they suddenly sensed the unique characteristics released by Fang Liang and Jin Ye. After the breath, even the ghosts in the Mysterious Spirit Realm trembled all over and began to flee quickly.

But waiting for the ghosts are three powerful beings who reveal the aura of mysterious spirits.

The second soul controls Dahan and Erhan, two seemingly clumsy but extremely powerful puppets several feet tall in the middle stage of the Mysterious Spirit, blocking the entire mist within a few hundred feet.

As long as the ghost enters the mist, it will be blocked and unable to escape.

In a short period of time, thousands of souls that the old man named Shi relied on were captured or devoured by Qin Fengming, Fang Liang, and Jin Yan.

Seeing the old man surnamed Shi suddenly wake up and suddenly use his secret technique, Qin Fengming's heart sank, but he gritted his teeth and shouted, using the Qing Yan Sword Qi that didn't take any time to prepare.

The sound of shouting naturally reminded Fang Liang, who was still struggling to subdue the last ghost in the middle stage of Xuanling.

Although there are still thousands of ghosts that have not been captured at this moment, Fang Liang is only concerned about the middle-stage Xuanling ghost.

With the help of the Dahan stone puppet with astonishing close combat power, the ghost of the middle-stage Xuan Lord, shrouded in Fang Liang's own strange aura, had no intention of fighting head-on with it. He just relied on his instinct and tried his best to escape.

But with the powerful puppet blocking him, he could only be shrouded in Fang Liang's strange aura again.

"Quickly remove the magical power of the mist." Hearing Qin Fengming's shouts, Fang Liang's voice immediately rang in Qin Fengming's ears.

Although Fang Liang's words were very confusing, Qin Fengming still didn't hesitate at all. As the Qing Yan Sword Qi merged with each other and shot out, the thick fog that covered the surroundings suddenly disappeared quickly.

As they disappeared, there were still two huge puppets and a second soul.

Qin Fengming was very thoughtful, and it was too early to reveal his trump card at this time. Only when he was surprised and released the two puppets could he achieve miraculous results.

And just when Qin Fengming released the Qing Yan Sword Qi and merged into a giant blade to shoot towards the gray-white ball, the gray-white ball suddenly burst open, and three huge blades flashing with a sharp aura suddenly emerged from the gray-white ball. Fluorescence shot out, slashing towards the fog that had just dissipated rapidly.

The roar resounded,

The sharp blade directly collided with the Qingyan sword energy.

What shocked Qin Fengming was that just one of the three sharp blades split apart the dozens of fused Qing Yan sword blades he had sacrificed, and headed towards him like a broken bamboo. Arrive at the location.

Before the sharp blade comes, an extremely powerful force of confinement has already come.

His body seemed to be suppressed by some powerful aura, and it seemed extremely difficult to raise his hands and feet.

This is not the first time Qin Fengming has felt such a powerful aura that can imprison the movement of his body. Although his heart was trembling, he did not panic at all.

As his hands danced, several Qingyan sword blades that merged together suddenly shot out.

Amidst the loud banging sound, the sharp blade that was coming towards him was finally blocked by him a hundred feet away in front of him.

There was a chi chi sound, and the other two huge sharp blades sank directly into the thick mist that was rapidly disappearing.

A shrill howl sounded out, and two terrifying black holes appeared from the mist.

Dozens of ghosts wherever they passed were directly smashed away with the chopping of the sharp blade and the sound of miserable howls. Fortunately, the origins of more than half of the spirits were not dissolved by the condensed light. Under the gathering of a cloud of mist, they re-condensed into the state of ghosts.

Seeing Qin Fengming's figure clearly reappearing in front of him, the old man surnamed Shi had a gloomy face and cold eyes, and did not take action again. Instead, he looked at the only one or two thousand ghosts in front of him with trembling eyes, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

"Two juniors, you actually killed all the ghosts that I finally collected. If I don't capture you two here today, I swear I won't be a human being."

His eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes opened suddenly due to force, and two strands of blood came out. The old man surnamed Shi shouted with gritted teeth, and clasped his hands again. Thousands of ghosts surrounding Qin Fengming and Fang Liang howled loudly, and swarmed back in front of the old man wrapped in the mist.

The Xuanling monk's attack was too terrifying, and naturally he wouldn't be able to recognize anything once the attack came out. Even the ghosts under his control can be killed without fail.

Of course, the old man surnamed Shi didn't want to lose any more of the more than a thousand ghosts left.

The mist roared back, and in an instant thousands of ghosts returned to the old man named Shi. Most of these ghosts are in the realm of ghost kings. It can be said that there are only forty or fifty ghosts left in the realm of ghosts.

As for the existence of the Xuan Lord level, the only remaining Xuan Ling middle-stage ghost that has not been imprisoned by Fang Liang.

"Retreat!" A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Fengming's ears.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuantian took a slight step, and his figure disappeared in an illusory flash.

At the same time, the word "explosion" came out of Fang Liang's mouth.

The sound of the curse sounded, and a strange spiritual aura suddenly swept out. In an instant, the one or two thousand ghosts who had just returned to the old man named Shi, half of them, had their originally ferocious faces. Distorted and horrifying.

Each Yin Hun body suddenly swelled up, and energy like spiritual snakes swam rapidly on the Yin Hun body, as if the majestic energy in the body was suddenly raging to rush out of its body.

Just when the old man surnamed Shi suddenly felt that something was wrong and was about to carefully identify why the ghost next to him was in such a situation, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, a wave of fluctuation suddenly appeared, and the body of the old man named Shi became equally illusory.

But just when he was about to use a strange escape technique to quickly get away from the surrounding ghosts, the swollen ghost suddenly self-destructed on the spot with a miserable cry.

The roar resounded and instantly enveloped a thousand-foot radius.

The terrifying and majestic soul energy suddenly appeared, like a huge mushroom cloud suddenly emerging, quickly filling the entire cave with a destructive force.

The terrifying energy filled the air rapidly, impacting suddenly in the cave, and a terrifying roaring sound suddenly sounded throughout the cave.

"Not good!" Suddenly feeling the majestic soul energy suddenly appear, the old man surnamed Shi secretly cried out in his heart.

He clearly felt that all around him, an extremely terrifying divine soul energy that could ignore the weird escape skills he used to defend was suddenly penetrated into his body, into his divine sea, and acted on his soul. above the body.

The energy of the soul was extremely offensive, raging in his sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly making the mind of the old man surnamed Shi roar, and a danger of imminent death disturbed his heart.

The terrifying soul energy was raging, and the vast cave was once again filled with the majestic energy impact.