Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The Thousand Beasts Thunder Array is a fire-attributed energy attack array that is inspired by an imitation of the Heavenly Fire Disk. It contains some of the effects of the Dark Thunder and Heavenly Fire.

But it's not just some attribute attacks of You Lei Tian Huo. It can condense all kinds of monsters. The monsters have strong bodies, sharp claws, and the biting power common to ordinary monsters.

Coupled with the powerful soul-consuming effect of the Dark Thunder Sky Fire and the raging power of the Sky Thunder, this Ten Thousand Beasts Thunder Formation cannot be underestimated.

"I can even take away the real Nether Thunder and Heavenly Fire. You, a group of monks from the aggregation and realm of the gods, have used a little power of the Nether Thunder and Heavenly Fire to activate this array. What else do you want to do to Qin? You really overestimate your capabilities." When a group of beasts appeared and a burst of thunder surrounded him, Qin Fengming sneered.

As the words rang out, a ball of blue-red flames emerged around him, and a bright mist flashed out from the flames.

Although Qin Fengming said it very casually, he did not really take it lightly. As soon as it came up, the soul-devouring ghost fire and Huanji Xuanguang were sacrificed outside the body.

Qin Fengming directly ignored the corrosive power of the soul released by the Sky Fire Disk.

He persisted even though he was surrounded by the thunder and sky fire in the underground magma. How could he be afraid of this mere power of consuming souls? Without the danger of soul consumption, Qin Fengming's eyes would not care about the slight disturbance of thunder and lightning contained in the Heavenly Fire Disk.

The soul-eating ghost fire at this time alone is enough to resist the power of thunder and lightning. With the addition of Huanji Xuanguang, Qin Fengming has nothing to worry about.

Qin Fengming stood on the spot and did not launch an attack. Instead, he watched the huge ferocious beasts flying towards him with the power of thunder and bombardment. The expression on his face was indifferent, as if he was not surprised at all.

After spending a lot of spiritual power to see Qin Fengming still looking calm during the siege, and suddenly seeing the green and red flames appear, Shui Yuanji trembled in his heart.

He was not an inexperienced person, he recognized the horror of the soul-devouring ghost fire at a glance.

Such a powerful magic flame is definitely among the most powerful and top-notch in the Qiyang realm where many monks practice magic flame.

Just relying on this magic flame, Shui Yuanji has already regarded Qin Fengming as a person who cannot be underestimated.

Naturally, everyone in Ouyang Ning also saw the soul-devouring ghost fire, and their hearts trembled. Qiyang Realm is a very suitable realm for cultivating all kinds of magic flames, and everyone is extremely sensitive to magic flames. Naturally, I felt the extraordinary power of the Soul-Devouring Ghost Fire.

Although he was shocked, Ouyang Ning had no intention of stopping.

With a thought in his mind, the round blade that had previously attacked Qin Fengming shot out again, and under the cover of huge ferocious beasts, it flashed towards Qin Fengming's location.

The formation of forty-nine people, because one of them died in the magma field together with a monk from Danxia Sect, now there are only forty-eight people holding the Sky Fire Disk.

Fortunately, Ouyang Ning is very familiar with this combined attack formation. Although he does not have the Heavenly Fire Disk in his hand, he knows the rules of operation of this formation. With some combined attack formation runes, it is easy to integrate the round blade into it.

Seeing the ferocious beasts flying forward, Qin Fengming suddenly showed a mocking smile on his face.

This combined attack formation in the Heavenly Fire Palace obviously requires forty-nine monks to jointly inspire a kind of magic disk. But in Qin Fengming's eyes, the seemingly rigorous combined attack formation revealed flaws everywhere.

If he wanted to, Qin Fengming was fully confident that he could escape from this combined attack formation unscathed with great ease.

But Qin Fengming did not do this. Instead, he watched huge ferocious beasts swarming towards him from all directions, and an incomparable sense of pride suddenly emerged from Qin Fengming's body.

Without hesitation, Qin Fengming suddenly and quickly moved his hands towards his body.

In an instant,

Thousands of colorful horses suddenly appeared, and huge sharp sword blades flashed out, shooting towards the surroundings.

A bright glow suddenly appeared around Qin Fengming. It was like a huge firework bursting into bloom.

In the shining rays of light, clusters of colorful flames were seen flickering on the huge sword blades. The blades seemed to turn into flaming fire pythons, rushing forward quickly.

Seeing the sword blades coming out of his fingers rapidly, Qin Fengming felt happy in his heart.

It was the first time since he advanced the technique to activate the Qing Yan Sword Technique with all his strength. At this moment, the sword blade displayed by Qing Yan's Sword Technique has completely solidified, and there is no longer any sword aura.

And on the solid sword blade, there was already some energy in the form of flames, but now it has completely turned into solid flames.

In the flames, sharp lightning power flashed in it.

What makes Qin Fengming most happy is that the aura of great restraint on the monk's soul in the natal magic weapon is now clearly revealed on the blade formed by the Qing Yan Sword Art.

It was an extremely terrifying soul-restraining effect, which was much more obvious than the huge ferocious beasts running around at the moment.

After sensing this, Qin Fengming suddenly understood why Master Xuanwei jumped up the ranks to challenge the senior monks.

In terms of strength, when Qin Fengming considers himself to be at the same level as Master Xuanwei, his own strength should not be lower than Master Xuanwei. But if he only relied on the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue technique and secret theory, compared with Master Xuanwei, he might even be unable to catch up.

Qin Fengming's path is not one of specialization, but more miscellaneous. It can be said that the secret arts and magical powers he has practiced are much more than those of monks of the same level.

And because of this, his understanding and application of Xuanwei Shangqing Jue cannot be compared with Master Xuanwei.

But at this moment, Qin Fengming was filled with excitement as he saw sword blades flashing out and striking the bodies of huge ferocious beasts. Amidst the roaring sound, the bodies of each ferocious beast suddenly collapsed.

The combined attack formation of Tianhuo Palace is not unpowerful.

If there are people below Xuan level, even if dozens or hundreds of people fall into this magic circle, they will definitely be killed instantly by the beasts.

Just due to the terrifying corrosive power of souls carried by the ferocious beasts and the raging energy attack of the sky thunder, even a Xuan-level monk would be shocked and frightened if he fell into this combined attack formation.

If there is no means of resistance, even middle- and late-stage Xuanling monks are likely to fall into it.

Qin Fengming's Qing Yan Sword Technique is undoubtedly an existence that restrains the attributes of these beasts. The sharp sword technique that Qin Fengming sacrificed was obviously of a higher level and contained greater power.

"Humph, I still want to make a sneak attack. If I let him go once, you will never escape alive this time." Suddenly, a cold snort sounded from Qin Fengming's mouth.

Amid the words, dozens of red round blades suddenly appeared beside Qin Fengming. The round blade suddenly appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Dozens of round blades fired like a hurricane, completely involving Qin Fengming.

Facing the round blade that suddenly appeared, Qin Fengming moved. He did not dodge or retreat, but faced the hurricane of blade light formed by the round blade.

The figure flashed past, and the shocking red round-blade hurricane suddenly disappeared without a trace. Qin Fengming stood on the spot, a small round blade trembling violently in his palm struggling continuously.