Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Amidst the roaring sound, a giant python with shining purple light could be seen swinging out its sharp claws, and the pythons wrapped in red flames were grabbed by it and exploded. The python carrying the aura of chaos is naturally powerful.

However, after seemingly sharp pythons, after catching and exploding dozens of fire pythons, their energy was greatly reduced and they were surrounded by fire pythons.

The energy boomed loudly, and finally disappeared.

"Giggle...giggle...it seems that you have not only obtained this Chaos Spiritual Treasure for a long time, but it is still difficult for you to exert its full power. With such power, you still dare to show off your power in our Tianfeng Department. You are too incompetent." We, the Fengyang Clan, have taken our sights. I will let you perish here today and accept this spiritual treasure of yours."

Three purple gleaming dragon pythons were caught in the fire pythons, and a female cultivator's giggle suddenly sounded on the spot.

"If you want to collect Qin's treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability and luck."

Qin Fengming ignored the female cultivator's sarcastic words and moved the magic formula in his hand again. Suddenly three purple pythons jumped out and flew towards the fire pythons.

He could see that the female cultivator was able to inspire so many fire pythons, which was beyond what she could do at the moment. She must have used some unconventional means.

Such means may not last long.

The roaring roared again, deafening, the void collapsed, and violent winds and ice-cold hurricanes spewed out from the huge hollow, raging in the heaven and earth. The world seems to be enveloped in an apocalyptic atmosphere.

Ever since the fight between Qin Fengming and the female cultivator began, there has been no trace of any cultivator within thousands of miles.

Ni Wenshan, Weng Zimo and others entered the demonic insects and were temporarily besieged by the demonic insects, making it difficult to escape. When the insect swarm sensed the terrifying aura of the fight between the two, they swept everyone away from the area.

When everyone watching the battle in the distance felt the aura of chaos rising into the sky, they were even more frightened. No one dared to come and take a real look.

What is the breath of chaos? It can only exist with the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. Although everyone wanted to see the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, they knew that their cultivation was not enough, so they dared not come close.

The place where the two were fighting seemed very empty, and no one came.

However, as the fight between the two became more intense, the swarm of demonic insects that swept away suddenly rolled in from the distance.

The swarm of insects is like a torrent,

It rolled forward without stopping, and directly entered the violent energy impact of the battle between Qin Fengming and Si Rong.

The strong wind swept across, and the terrifying aura of chaos raged among the insects, and large swaths of demonic insects were instantly crushed into pieces. In just a moment, most of the vast swarm of insects disappeared without a trace.

Pieces of black debris suddenly appeared on the spot, and they were swept away by the violent wind and drifted into the distance.

What surprised Qin Fengming was that the demonic mist that was previously released by Si Rong and was able to survive the energy wind and chaotic energy disappeared immediately after the swarm of life-destroying demonic insects swept past. trace.

"Mahayana! Could it be that the fairy is Jiang Miaorou from the Fengyang tribe?"

Just when Qin Fengming once again swung three pythons to attack the huge umbrella cover controlled by Si Rong, a huge aura suddenly appeared in Qin Fengming's senses.

When the breath suddenly appeared, Qin Fengming immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Divine consciousness rushed out and immediately enveloped a graceful figure emerging from the swarm of demonic insects.

It was a female nun, a very beautiful nun. This female nun does not look very old, and is only less than thirty years old. Its teeth are white, its lips are red, and its face is delicate. But there was a compelling cold aura in the corners of his eyes and brows.

From the energy aura emanating from his body, Qin Fengming clearly felt that he was a Mahayana monk.

No wonder those life-destroying demonic insects fled back with all their might. It turned out that there was a Mahayana monk chasing them away from behind.

As the female cultivator appeared, several figures in the distance quickly returned. It was Weng Zimo and the others who had entered the demonic insect swarm before.

Although his spiritual consciousness saw the appearance of the Mahayana female cultivator, Qin Fengming's attack did not stop.

Instead, the magic power in his body suddenly spurted out, driving the Xuanzi Sword with all his strength, and attacked Si Rong, who was already in danger.

Facing a Mahayana from the Fengyang clan, Qin Fengming would naturally not feel very at ease.

After seeing Si Rong's methods, Qin Fengming had stopped looking down on the monks in the world. Among those who can advance to Mahayana, which one will be weak?

As long as Fairy Sirong can be captured, it will definitely be beneficial to Qin Fengming.

"Master, hurry...save me!" Suddenly seeing Master appearing on the spot, Fairy Si Rong's urgent cry suddenly sounded at the scene.

The voice was extremely anxious, and there was an obvious hint of panic in the anxiety.

At this time, Si Rong was already providing strong support. She was able to easily resist the three python attacks from the Xuan Zi Sword before, but now she seems to be very reluctant.

She thought that as long as she resisted two or three waves of Chaos Spiritual Treasure attacks, the young man opposite would use up all his mana and soul energy. However, the Chaos Spirit Treasure had already launched dozens of waves of python attacks at this moment, and the young monk's body's mana and soul energy showed no signs of depletion.

At this moment, Fairy Si Rong has also reached the end of her life.

The reason why her injured body was able to resist Qin Fengming's Chaos Spiritual Treasure attack with an ancient treasure was precisely because she sacrificed her true nature without hesitation.

But after all, her own origin is not mana energy that she can sacrifice at will. The more she sacrifices, the more powerful the backlash will be on herself.

After sacrificing her origin three times in a row, Fairy Si Rong's body was no longer stable, and the injuries she had so powerfully suppressed were on the verge of relapse.

In death, he seemed to be closer to her than when he was submerged in the demonic mist.

At this point, even if Si Rong wanted to escape, it was no longer possible. Under the attack of the opponent's Chaos Spirit Treasure, if she escapes, she will definitely be attacked and killed by the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

At that time, she would have no chance of resisting except her death.

However, Si Rong's fate was not certain. Just when she was completely desperate, she suddenly saw her master appearing on the spot. This sight gave her a sudden desire to live.

After using up the last mana in his body, the huge umbrella suddenly roared loudly, and fire pythons spurted out, flying towards the three purple pythons that flashed again.

However, the power of Taichu Red Parasol attack, which was only driven by Si Rong's own magic power, was much different.

Amidst the loud banging, the fire pythons were torn to pieces by three purple pythons on the spot.

A purple light flashed, and the huge red umbrella was immediately shot away. A dark sharp claw directly enveloped Si Rong's head, whose expression of surprise had not faded away.

"Hmph, I'm so arrogant in wanting to capture this fairy's disciple."

Just when Qin Fengming succeeded in one attack and was about to use his means to control Fairy Si Rong, the Mahayana female cultivator who appeared on the scene suddenly let out a cold snort.

An extremely terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly appeared, and Qin Fengming suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura suddenly enveloped his body.

Without seeing how the female cultivator moved, sharp sword blades flashing red suddenly appeared around Qin Fengming. There are hundreds of these sword blades, and they are all red. A terrifying energy wave that is extremely frightening emerges from the sword body.

Facing the swords and blades, if it were a cultivator at the top of Xuanling, he might not be able to fight at all.

The powerful pressure emerging from the blade has already made it difficult for Xuanling Peak monks to activate the magic power in their bodies to launch even an attack.

Even Qin Fengming at this moment also had no power to fight back against this wave of powerful attacks that suddenly appeared around him.

He had just used all his strength to activate the Xuanzi Sword to attack, and it was no longer possible for him to use all his strength to use the Xuanzi Sword to resist the attacks from all around.

However, when Qin Fengming saw the attacks appearing all around him, he did not show even a trace of panic and panic. The magic power surged in his body, and the soul-eating claws he used did not stop, and he still clawed at Si Rong's body fiercely.

But he didn't even pay attention to the attacks that were coming rapidly around him.

"Seeking death!" Seeing that Qin Fengming still refused to stop in the face of her attack, the Mahayana female cultivator shouted again.

At the same time as the female cultivator shouted, Qin Fengming's soul-eating claws that he drove with all his strength suddenly collapsed on the spot just as they touched Si Rong's body.

The figure of a female cultivator flashed, and the Mahayana female cultivator had appeared next to Si Rong.

"Quack! Quack~~" Just as Qin Fengming's soul-devouring claw attack shattered and powerful red sword attacks appeared around him, a deafening sound of frogs suddenly sounded around him.

Frogs croaked loudly, and a vast sound wave carried indescribable terrifying power. Like huge waves, it suddenly centered on Qin Fengming's body and swept away in all directions.

The powerful, terrifying, suddenly appearing sharp swords had not yet touched Qin Fengming's body, but they were already swept up by the suddenly appearing huge sound wave.

It's very complicated to say, but actually this series of attacks happened almost at the same time.

It is true to say that this series of attacks are sequential, because the attacks are indeed sequential in time. But the time intervals between them are almost indistinguishable.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this series of attacks as lightning.

Amidst the crowing of frogs, a huge figure suddenly appeared under Qin Fengming with a loud roar.

A huge figure suddenly appeared, and a ball of scorching flames suddenly swept around amid a burst of thunder. The flames were steaming, and the sharp blades swept by the vast sound waves were instantly submerged in the flames.

The flames just swallowed for a moment, and then immediately returned to the huge figure.

The flames retracted and disappeared into the huge body. A huge monster frog body was revealed on the spot, it was the Black Flame Thunder Frog.

"Hey, no wonder you can be so calm when facing this fairy. It turns out that there is a Mahayana Ink Flame Thunder Frog beside you, and it is also a Thunder Frog that exudes the breath of Mahayana life!"

The Black Flame Thunder Frog appeared, and the female cultivator's surprised words reached Qin Fengming's ears.

Although the female voice contained surprise, there was no trace of fear.

However, as soon as the female cultivator spoke her calm words, a voice of shock and anger rang out: "Rong'er, what are you doing? If anything happens to you, I will definitely kill that Thunder Frog and that junior. You take revenge."