Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

When the middle-aged man exclaimed, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Because in an instant, in his consciousness, he saw a dark cloud that stretched to the sky suddenly appeared three hundred miles away.

The clouds and mist were sweeping and surging, like the violent waves of the sea.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness came into contact with it, Qin Fengming felt a terrifying power that tore his mind suddenly sweeping over his spiritual consciousness. The consciousness that touched the clouds and mist was immediately drawn into the clouds and mist.

A huge pulling force emerged. Even though Qin Fengming quickly restrained himself, there was still a small amount of consciousness that he did not take back, and was stripped away by the swallowing power contained in the cloud.

Suddenly feeling this scene, Qin Fengming suddenly frowned.

If he were here in his true form, there would be no need to be afraid of such a powerful cloud. Even if his spiritual consciousness is swept by such a powerful mist, he will not feel any discomfort at all. In such clouds and mist, the obstacles to spiritual consciousness will not be great.

But at this moment, it can be said that it is very fatal for him to encounter such a mist with a middle-level cultivation level.

What these Chengdan monks said was not false. Although they did not physically touch the Sun Wind, it should really have the effect of swallowing up the monks' spiritual consciousness and magic power.

Such power was swept by the sun and the wind, and even the gathering monks would not dare to enter it.

Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly became solemn. With his current strength, if he fell into it, he might really be in danger of falling.

"Fellow Taoists, the clouds and mist have spread to three hundred miles away now. If you wait for your escape speed, it is impossible to be faster than the mist. Now that Qin has met you, I can help you a little or two. You can gather together quickly. , Qin will take you and others to escape."

Sensing the fog that was stretching to the sky approaching rapidly, Qin Fengming's face turned gloomy, and the words in his mouth were spoken quickly.

Based on his judgment, even if he did not stop these monks this time, it would be impossible for them to escape from the mist sweeping behind them. In just one or two hours, these pill-forming and foundation-building monks will fall into the mist.

Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, the monks who were already frightened immediately lost all color in their faces.

With a distance of three hundred miles, it was already impossible for them to enter the monk city they had chosen before the strong wind swept through them.

Everyone was terrified,

However, when they saw the young monk in front of him, he still looked very calm and said that he would take everyone to fly away together. Everyone's expectations suddenly increased.

"Senior wants to take so many people like me to fly together. On behalf of Xuanming Castle, I would like to thank you for your kindness." The leader of the old man looked shocked, and immediately showed his surprise. He led everyone to bow and salute hurriedly, and said respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, everyone gathered together.

Qin Fengming waved his hand, and more than twenty black lights suddenly shot out. In a flash, a black scale several feet in size appeared in front of everyone.

The scales shone with dark light, and a powerful wave that frightened everyone's hearts shone on it.

"You each stand on a piece of black blade, Qin will take you and others along with you." Qin Fengming fired the spell in his hand, and the black blade, which was originally very sharp, immediately lost its breath.

This time when he returned to the lower realm through the space passage, Qin Fengming could say that Xumi Cave Mansion and the spiritual beasts were not brought with him. Having experienced a cross-border experience, Qin Fengming knew that as long as he carried a spiritual beast, he would be locked by the aura of the space channel and withstand more attacks.

This is also the reason why all people in the lower world do not carry spiritual beasts.

The virtual space domain will attack and kill all foreign auras. The more complex the outside atmosphere is, the more likely it is to be targeted by various attacks in the space channel. Qin Fengming already has a deep understanding of this point.

When he ascended to the upper world, he carried a large number of spiritual beasts and insects, and he also traveled with Bing'er, so he suffered many more attacks than other monks.

This time in the lower realm, Qin Fengming naturally did not dare to carry anything different from his own aura.

Although he didn't have the Xumi Cave Palace with him, Qin Fengming's flying escape using the black scale blade was not slow, at least much faster than the escape technique of the Chengdan monk.

Sensing the rapid flight, the panic in the eyes of the monks standing on the black scale blade gradually disappeared.

"Senior, there is a city called Suli City hundreds of thousands of miles ahead. It is the largest monk city for millions of miles around. As long as we enter the city, we can escape this time. Huanri Feng.”

After calming down his mind, the old man immediately opened his mouth to explain.

This time's Huanri wind is obviously more than twice as strong as the previous Huanri wind that once every hundred years. They had resisted the restrictions imposed by Xuanming Castle countless times, but this time they only resisted for half an hour before the restrictions placed on the fort were overwhelmed.

As a last resort, they abandoned the family's land and left Xuanming Castle through a teleportation array that took several generations to set up.

However, it was impossible for the thousands of fortresses to escape the strong wind sweeping across the vast area.

After only a few hours of escaping, many Xuanming Castle monks were swallowed up by the wind. Only the ghost-shuai realm monks and some extremely qualified foundation-building monks abandoned everyone and escaped.

But all the ghost-shuai monks also knew in their hearts that they had no idea whether they would be able to escape into Suli City in the face of the Yanri Feng, which was stronger than any before.

Because of the news they received, Huan Rifeng was only more than a thousand miles away from them before the last wave of fortresses were swallowed up.

At such a distance, and with a distance of hundreds of thousands from Suli City, even the three late-stage Ghost Commander cultivators were not sure whether they could outpace the sweeping speed of the sunlit wind.

Now that they have met a ghost king who is willing to help them, the hope of escape in the hearts of the Xuanming Castle monks has undoubtedly increased sharply.

Feeling the clouds and mist behind him slowly moving away, Qin Fengming's expression finally relaxed.

What happened to Huan Rifeng? He didn't want to try. It was his deepest wish to be able to safely avoid this terrifying cloud and mist.

At this moment, Qin Fengming was very surprised.

From the words of these monks, he could judge that this terrifying sun wind should appear from time to time in this area. Faced with the wind that can kill monks, why don't these ordinary monks stay away from here and find another place to settle down?

Although I was a little puzzled, this was naturally not the time to ask.

Controlling the Wulin Blade and escaping with twenty or thirty monks required Qin Fengming to use more mana. But it's only tens of thousands of miles away, so Qin Fengming won't worry about this little magic power.

A black light tens of feet long swept across the sky, shooting through the desolate and vast air space like a black lightning, flickering, and disappearing towards the sky ahead.

As Qin Fengming drove the black blade quickly, he finally saw other monks on the road.

These monks all had a look of fear on their faces, and they tried their best to control their magic weapons and spiritual weapons and move quickly in the same direction as he was going.

Seeing the speed of everyone's escape, Qin Fengming knew that these monks were all low-level people.

At such a speed, the chance of escaping the strong wind sweeping behind him was virtually non-existent. After a few cups of tea, these low-level monks will be swallowed up by the strong wind behind them.

Qin Fengming would naturally not help any monks he met. He has no causal relationship with anyone at all. He helped the monks from Xuan Ming Castle because he had blocked everyone and needed to ask everyone and rescue them. This was the end of the cause and effect.

As he got closer to Suli City, Qin Fengming encountered more and more monks.

When a city built among tall mountains appeared in front of him, he saw hundreds of monks gathering at a city gate in his consciousness.

With a flash of figure, Qin Fengming stopped. He waved his hand and the Wulin blade disappeared out of thin air.

"Fellow Taoists, Suli City is a hundred miles ahead. Let's fly there together and enter the city. Qin has something else to ask you."

Qin Fengming pointed forward and said calmly. He had just arrived here and didn't want to be too ostentatious. Now that the danger has been avoided, I naturally want to settle down.

Everyone thanked him and followed Qin Fengming towards the city ahead.

In Qin Fengming's eyes, this city was too desolate. Compared to those towering giant cities in the spiritual world, this place can only be regarded as a village.

In the eyes of Qin Fengming, who was used to seeing the spirit patterns and spells in the fairy world, the city in front of him now, which was built of solid rocks and protected by restrictions, could only be regarded as vulgar.

If the main body is broken, just a movement of spiritual thought is enough to break the restrictions of this city.

Of course, Qin Fengming at this time definitely does not have such strength. However, if he wanted to break this city restriction, it wouldn't be too difficult for him, it would just take some time.

Stopping in front of the tall city gate, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen monks wearing uniforms standing in front of the tall city gate. Each of these monks looked majestic and had cold eyes. They looked at the hundreds of monks standing in front of them, with a hint of contempt flashing in their eyes.

"Hmph, the current price to enter the city is one hundred thousand Yin stones per person. If you don't want to enter the city, you can leave naturally. But Huan Rifeng is only a few thousand miles away from here. If you want to leave, you'd better leave as soon as possible It’s good.”

A voice that sounded very shrill and uncomfortable suddenly came to mind, and there was a hint of displeasure in the voice.

Following the voice, Qin Fengming saw this monk with a very disdainful tone.

This man has a sharp mouth and a monkey's cheek, and has an impatient look on his face. Looking at it coldly, Qin Fengming actually saw something familiar on this monk's face. This monk actually had two similarities with the great uncle Ximen he met when he first entered the Luoxia Sect.

This monk is in his forties or fifties, and his cultivation level is not weak at all. He has already reached the peak of becoming an elixir.

Qin Fengming looked around again and saw hundreds of monks gathered here, the majority of whom were foundation-building monks. Even if there are Chengdan cultivators, they all live in one place and are obviously casual cultivators.

One hundred thousand Yin Stone was really nothing to Qin Fengming, who had never felt that money was tight, but now, he couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, except for a few magic weapons and elixirs, he didn't carry even a single spiritual stone, not to mention the Yin Stone.

Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming was speechless for a moment.