Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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"Hmph, you are so bold. A person in the late stage of Ghost Lord dares to threaten Qin. Do you really think you can force Qin to submit with your own methods?" Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly showed a sharp look, and he snorted softly. , said lightly.

His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen monks had gathered in front of the Yingxian Tower. The words spoken by everyone just now have alarmed the monks who arrived here.

And more and more monks are gathering here from all directions.

It can be said that the monks who come here are all from the same ghost world. Everyone was also very curious as to why there was a conflict between monks on the same interface just after entering the Xiangyun Realm.

"Hahaha, I'm looking for death, so Long will give you a ride."

Qin Fengming's words made all three late Ghost Lord monks stunned. Long Chang paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

As the laughter came out, a wave of cold energy suddenly appeared. He raised his right hand and grabbed Qin Fengming who was standing not far in front of the gate of Yingxian Tower.

As he swung out his claws, a claw shadow instantly appeared. It suddenly grew to a size of ten feet, and shot towards Qin Fengming's body with a rapid sound of breaking through the air.

Seeing Long Chang taking the initiative to bully the small, Qin Fengming's eyes were cold, and he looked at the shadow of his palm that flashed towards his face, but he didn't make a single move.

Seeing this, Long Chang sneered secretly in his heart.

In his opinion, even if the mid-level ghost king monk opposite him made some moves at this moment, it would be impossible to deal with his powerful attack.

Seeing Qin Fengming standing still and letting the palm shadow hit his face, the twenty or thirty monks gathered around him all felt tense, and some of them even screamed in surprise.

Being able to arrive here at this moment is enough to show that these monks themselves are extraordinary. Naturally, his knowledge is also extremely high.

A mid-level ghost king monk provoked a great monk, which shocked everyone. Now they saw that this mid-level monk did not dodge or use any means to defend against the opponent's attack. Everyone was naturally shocked.

Although the monks gathered here at this moment had contempt for a great monk who attacked a mid-level ghost king first, no one had sympathy for Qin Fengming.

The law of the jungle is the law of the world of immortality. If you are not as good as others and don't know how to adapt, you can't blame others if you want to die.

However, what shocked everyone present was that the seemingly powerful huge claw shot out and was about to catch the young monk, but suddenly a colorful ray of light flashed behind the young man.

As the rays of light flickered, a sword blade with extremely huge energy appeared on the spot.

Although the sword blade did not make the sound of breaking through the air, it was obviously very sharp. The sword blade flashed like a colorful beam of light, passing directly over Qin Fengming's body, which was standing still, and touched the shadow of the sharp claws.

He just heard a scoffing sound, looked at the powerful claw shadow, and was directly pierced by the sword blade, collapsing on the spot.

The sword blade did not dissipate, but shone with colorful rays of light as it shot towards Long Chang, who was sneering.

"Ah, no!" Just when the sword blade was revealed, a cry of surprise came out of Long Chang's mouth. At the same time that the claw shadow was scattered by the sword blade, Long Chang's figure had already retreated into the distance.

But although he saw the opportunity quickly and dodged very timely, the speed of the colorful sword was beyond his imagination. Long Chang only felt a flash of color, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left rib.

A splatter of blood followed, and a scream of pain echoed throughout the scene.

"Ah, this Yingxian Tower restriction has powerful attack capabilities. No wonder the young monk is so confident. It turns out that he has long known that this restriction has this effect."

Everyone exclaimed, and when they saw the situation in front of them, they immediately shouted out.

Although Qin Fengming believed that he could not break the restrictions of Yingxian Tower,

But when Qu Feihong and the others opened the palace door just now, they had already realized that this restriction had a powerful attack effect.

Although he did not enter the palace gate, he was already very close to the palace gate. With his skill in formations, he was sure that as long as the attack was approaching, it would naturally trigger the building ban.

"Okay, this junior is Yin Long. Long will swear here that as long as you leave Yingxian Tower, Long will kill you. Even if you stay here for a hundred years, you will definitely not regret it."

With a flash of figure, Long Chang's figure appeared, and at the same time, a voice of shock and anger resounded on the spot.

At this time, half of Long Chang's body was stained with blood, and a deep scar appeared on his left rib, with his bones exposed.

If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and dodged quickly, he would have been killed by the sword that suddenly appeared.

"I want to kill Qin, but you can't do it on your own. In this case, Qin will give you a chance. Now I will fight you fairly, life or death depends on your fate."

However, what surprised all the monks present was that the young monk standing in front of the Yingxian Tower moved and left the hall door directly, and said a word that none of the monks had expected.

A middle-stage ghost king monk actually faced a late-stage great monk. This was something that no one had ever seen before. Although there is only a small difference between the middle stage of Ghost Lord and the late stage of Ghost Lord, the gap is very clear to everyone who is a Ghost Lord monk.

There is a huge difference in the energy that the two can control.

The late-stage great monk level of Ghost Lord can be regarded as the dividing line between low-level monks and high-level monks.

When the two late Ghost Lord monks heard Qin Fengming's words and actions, their expressions that had been calm just now suddenly became obviously moved.

"Okay, okay, very good. Mr. Long wants to see what this junior can do."

Long Chang, who has always been cruel and domineering, saw Qin Fengming's actions, and his eyes visibly froze. But soon, a voice of applause suddenly burst out from his mouth.

Laughing in anger was Long Chang's expression at this moment.

"You can invite helpers to save you the chance of defeat and being accused of bullying an injured person like Qin." Qin Fengming walked out of the building complex and at the same time, he suddenly said something even more shocking. .

What he said undoubtedly greatly humiliated Long Chang.

"Junior, damn it, even if Long loses his arms, you can't survive today until tomorrow." Long Chang roared loudly, and moved towards the direction Qin Fengming left.

Although it was just a single blow, the huge energy fluctuations were still felt by all the monks gathered here. Therefore, within a short period of time, hundreds of monks had gathered together.

At this moment, they saw a mid-level ghost king monk provoking a big monk. Everyone was talking and followed the two people out of the building.

This is a gathering place for everyone in the ghost world, so it is naturally impossible to start a big fight here.

When Long Chang took action just now, he thought that with his own skills, he could capture the opponent with just one strike. But it didn't develop as he imagined. If he wants to take action again, Long Chang will not be able to make the decision. None of the monks present would allow him to take action in the construction site again.

Qin Fengming stopped after being ten miles away from the building site. Looking at Long Chang who followed, there was an extremely sharp look in his eyes.

"Junior, if you have any last words, tell me quickly, otherwise you will be dead and dismembered in an instant." Long Chang looked at Qin Fengming who was very calm. Although he was shocked, he still shouted sharply.

"If you want to kill Qin, you are not worthy. If there is no help, Qin will make you hate this place now." Qin Fengming said coldly, without giving up.

Looking at Qin Fengming and Long Chang coldly, the two great monks Qu Feihong and Zheng Yiqiu did not stop them.

Although they were shocked that Qin Fengming dared to provoke Long Chang, the three of them admitted that the matter had nothing to do with them. It's just their own business.

It is the nature of a monk to ignore matters that are not his own.

Long Chang was obviously irritated by Qin Fengming's words, his expression was ferocious, and with a sway of his body, he approached Qin Fengming directly.

As the figure flashed, a green light flashed out. The light flashed, and a huge cyan sword blade appeared on the spot. The blade of this sword was completely cold, and a sharp aura appeared on the spot as the green light flickered.

Long Chang didn't care about his identity at all. As soon as he came up, he sacrificed his magic weapon.

Zheng Yiqiu and Yi Ao frowned when they saw Long Chang sacrificing his gift as soon as he came up.

This Qingming Sword was extremely difficult to refine and took Long Chang decades. After it was refined, it was kept refining in his body. It has been around for seven or eight hundred years.

For such a precious thing, there are not only 70 but 80 monks who have fallen under its sword. There are already two people who are in the later stage of Ghost Lord.

The two great monks did not think that a mere mid-level Ghost Lord monk could resist such a powerful thing.

However, what happened immediately afterwards really left the two great monks stunned. The other monks watching the battle all screamed out in surprise, with shock and disbelief flashing in their eyes.

When he saw the opponent, he directly offered a very powerful magic weapon. Qin Fengming knew that this powerful thing was the opponent's destiny without looking at it.

Facing the attack of a great monk's natal magic weapon, Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted softly.

As he hummed, the sound of wind and thunder echoed throughout the scene. A thick cloud of mist suddenly appeared, followed by bursts of frightening wind howling sounds.

The huge Qingyou sharp blade that just flashed onto the scene was instantly enveloped in wind, thunder and lightning. Disappearing together with the Qingyou sword was Long Chang who quickly stepped forward.

Qin Fengming also showed no temptation at all. As soon as he took action, he sacrificed the Four Elephants Sword.

This is the first time he has truly faced a powerful person from the ghost world. He needs to test the opponent's strength, and he also needs to establish his authority against the monks from the ghost world.

The sound of wind and thunder resounded, and a wave of terrifying energy fluctuations that shocked everyone present also filled the scene. Sensing these huge and terrifying energy fluctuations, even the two great monks Zheng Yiqiu and Yi Ao felt a cold feeling surge from their backs.

Such terrifying and powerful energy fluctuations suddenly made them feel irresistible.

Although this powerful energy wave was terrifying and powerful, everyone present was convinced that this level of energy wave was indeed produced by the mid-stage Ghost King monks.

Because of this, everyone was even more horrified and disbelieving.

The terrifying fluctuations only lasted for a few breaths, and the violent energy fluctuations suddenly subsided quickly, and Qin Fengming's figure reappeared in front of everyone.

"Hmph, people in the late stage of Ghost Lord are only so strong." A cold snort sounded on the spot.

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