Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

At this moment, Huanyun's heart was filled with anger that was hard to describe. Since the fight, it can be said that he has not taken any advantage at all.

What made him even more speechless was that the energy aura on the opponent's body was obviously weaker than his own, but his attack attributes restrained his attacks. The soul-eating phantom ice magical power that he had always regarded as his trump card was interrupted by the opponent's attack before it was fully used.

The demonic ice bat also failed to make any achievements, and seemed to be very vulnerable.

With Huanyun's common sense, he certainly knew that some righteous exercises could restrain his magical power, but the restraining effect was generally not very great. Even if it has the effect of restraint, it is absolutely impossible to be powerful enough to erase the huge gap in the cultivation realm between the two.

But not only did the young man do it, he also made Huanyun feel like he had nowhere to use all his strength.

He originally thought that he would be able to capture the young monk with his extremely fast and strange fighting escape skills and powerful demonic body attacks, but he also did not expect that the young monk would actually be able to use an escape skill with the help of his early Xuanling cultivation. There was a stalemate with him.

Huanjun was convinced that if he were to fly in a straight line, the young man in front of him might not even be able to escape a hundred feet before he could catch up with him.

However, the young man's ability to change directions rapidly and continuously move was truly terrifying, and he could always dodge his physical attacks.

Physical attacks are extremely demanding on a monk's body. It requires the monk's mana, mind and strength to go all out. After using physical close attacks and rapid body movements for a long time, even Huanyun felt tired.

But looking at the young man dodging quickly in front of him, he has been avoiding the attacks behind him with a very strange evasive movement. The figure flickered, giving Huan Yun a very light and agile feeling.

Seeing this scene, Huanyun suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. The young man in front of him seemed to have entered a very strange artistic conception of movement.

With a loud shout, Huanyun immediately stopped and his body stopped. Pointing his finger, the tall and thin body suddenly disappeared.

"Junior, don't be proud, I will let you perish here." Staring at Qin Fengming, Huan Yun's eyes were cold, and his gazes were like sharp arrows, trying to strangle Qin Fengming in front of him.

At this time, Huanyun looked at Qin Fengming, her heart filled with hatred, anger, confusion and curiosity.

The strong curiosity overpowered other emotions. At this moment, his heart was filled with the intention to capture Qin Fengming. He wanted to search his soul carefully to see what kind of skills and magical powers the young man practiced.

"I want to kill your young master.

You couldn't do it before, and you can never do it in the future. "Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Qin Fengming's body flashed and he quickly retreated more than a thousand feet away. Then he stood still, looked at Huanyun, and said calmly with a calm expression.

As he spoke, his eyes were already locked on Huanyun.

He knew that Huanyun still had many trump cards that he had not used, and the one that worried him the most was the Qiankun Bow.

Qin Fengming is no longer unfamiliar with chaotic objects. He has personally controlled real chaotic spiritual treasures. But he didn't know how powerful a Xuanling peak monk was in driving an object of chaos.

Of course, even if Huanyun sacrifices the Qiankun Bow, he can only activate part of the power of the Qiankun Bow.

As Qin Fengming stopped, two tall figures in the distance flew towards him.

Qin Fengming naturally couldn't take care of Dahan and Erhan as he was competing with Huanyun just now because of his speed. These two puppets are actually not weak, but they seem a little helpless now.

Faced with Huanyun's terrifying physical skills and physical attacks, Qin Fengming was convinced that the two puppets could not keep up with Huanyun's movement speed, so he never called on the two puppets to attack Huanyun.

In the fight below, the two puppets still wouldn't be of much use, so they wanted to take the two puppets back.

However, as soon as Qin Fengming used his spiritual thought, before the two tall puppets returned, a terrifying aura of chaos suddenly emerged.

A simple bow that was several feet long and covered with purple flashes of strange runes suddenly appeared on Huanyun's left hand, which was hovering in the air.

As soon as this treasure bow appeared, a majestic aura of chaos suddenly appeared that was overwhelming.

"An object of chaos, Huanyun actually sacrificed an object of chaos."

"Chaos breath! That is the Chaos Spiritual Treasure: Qiankun Bow!"

"Fairy Lily of the Valley actually gave her life-like object of chaos to Huan Yun. I think that rumor must be true."

"Hmph, a person at the peak of Xuanling actually uses an object of chaos to deal with an early Xuanling being. Such a thing is really ridiculous."

Suddenly feeling the aura of chaos filling the scene of the battle, the monks watching the battle all around exclaimed in surprise.

The Chaos Spiritual Treasure can be said to be the most powerful treasure that monks below the Mahayana can use. Although there is still Mihuang Xuanbao in the world of immortality, a Xuan-level being cannot keep that kind of existence.

Suddenly seeing Huanyun sacrifice an object of chaos, everyone present was shocked.

However, in the face of chaotic things, although the monks at the top of Xuanling are also wary, they are not afraid. Because the late Xuanling and peak cultivators have sacrificed their natal objects for tens of thousands of years. Although the chance of defeating the objects of chaos is not high, they can still resist them a little.

Under normal circumstances, as long as they are not suddenly attacked, late-stage Xuanling and peak cultivators can still escape with what they have on them. A cultivator in the late stage of Xuanling and at the top of the cultivator fled with all his strength. It would be extremely difficult for even a cultivator of the same level to chase him.

The people who are afraid at this time are those who are very different from Huanyun's realm.

"Huanyun finally took out the Qiankun Bow. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qin can withstand the attack of the Qiankun Bow?" Yu Ming said in a deep voice with envy flashing in his eyes when he saw the aura of chaos appearing.

"Fellow Daoist Qin should be able to resist." Cai Feiguang's eyes flashed slightly, and there was no trace of anything strange on his expression. He seemed to have no fluctuation in his heart about Huanyun's offering of the Qiankun Bow.

As Gale City is stationed at the entrance and exit of the chaotic battlefield, it is natural that there will be an object of chaos as a treasure of the city to defend against powerful foreign enemies. As the Lord of Gale Wind City, Cai Feiguang is also the only one who can fully control the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

As long as he sacrifices it, he will naturally not be afraid of Huanyun at this moment.

"Feng heard that this chaotic object must cooperate with the Sky-shaking Arrow to exert its full effect, and one of the Sky-shaking Arrows was lost long ago. I wonder if the Qiankun Bow still exists after so many years. How about the Sky-shattering Arrow cooperating with it?"

Feng Ying opened her eyes, looked at the place in the distance where the aura of chaos appeared, and said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Feng has never been around the spirit world very much, and he is far away from my Lingxiang Realm, so he doesn't know much about the Qiankun Bow. What Friend Daoist Feng said is true, the Sky-shaking Arrow has been lost, and it is not a single one." Not one branch, but two. But at this moment, there is still one in the hands of Fairy Lily of the Valley."

Nangong Cuirong looked calm and explained in Fengying's words.

Fairy Sudley paid no attention to the conversation between the two. Although she did not open her eyes, her consciousness had already been firmly locked on the two monks who were fighting at the moment.

The Qiankun Bow is her support, and she cannot afford to lose it.