Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

As soon as four to five hundred Huo Mangdou appeared, everyone present was shocked.

No one would be surprised by the number of these fires, but the huge energy fluctuations displayed by each fire shocked the cultivators at the peak of Chengdan.

Looking at these fires, the power displayed by each one is comparable to the power displayed by an ordinary magic weapon. Four to five hundred fire beasts gathered in one place, which shocked all the Chengdan monks.

Driven by Qin Fengming, the numerous Huomangs, except forty or fifty who attacked the monk named Huang in front of them, hundreds of other Huomangs swarmed towards other monks.

Everyone present was shocked when they suddenly saw these Huo Mang, but no one paid much attention to the Huo Mang attacking in front of them. Everyone waved their hands and each used a magic weapon to intercept the dozens of attacking fires in front of them.

"Haha, as expected, there are many tricks. You even carry the Fire Mang Talisman with such power. Even if you don't admit that you are the young master of Manghuang Mountain, it is impossible. Just restrain your hands, I promise not to hurt you at all."

Seeing Qin Fengming sacrifice such fire, the old man surnamed Liu was not surprised but happy. It seemed that the words of the two old men in Xueyu Mountain were very correct. This young monk was undoubtedly the young master of Manghuang Mountain they had been searching for.

Just when the old man surnamed Liu finished speaking, Qin Fengming suddenly lost sight of him on the spot.

Qin Fengming actually took advantage of the hundreds of fires and took the risk to perform Xuantian Microstep.

Under this restricted air restriction, Qin Fengming would undoubtedly take great risks by forcibly performing rapid movements.

But this is not Qin Fengming's reckless thought. When facing the flaming eagle, he once drove the humanoid puppet in the middle stage of the pill to fly at full speed.

Although the puppet was not a physical body, Qin Fengming judged from it that as long as it was not used for a long time, it could last for a while with the monk's body.

But when Qin Fengming used his secret technique, he still felt like he was about to fall. He only felt a huge squeezing force suddenly appear outside his body, as if it was going to crush him into a meat pie.

Even his body, which had been modified by the Yi Jing, could not bear it. The huge pain almost made him escape from the secret technique. After forcing himself to endure it, Qin Fengming was able to complete Xuantian Weibu.

Qin Fengming used Xuantian Microstep this time not to escape, but to kill the old man named Huang.

He and the old man surnamed Huang were already only forty feet apart. Under Xuantian's slight step, the distance between them was now less than thirty feet.

Just when Qin Fengming stepped out, two dazzling lights flashed in his hands, one golden and one white, and then shot out one after another.

"No, Junior Brother Huang, be careful of sneak attacks."

Even if the old man surnamed Liu didn't warn him, the monk surnamed Huang had already noticed the actions of the young man on the other side with his rich fighting experience.

Although the monk surnamed Huang behaved extremely carelessly, he had been locking Qin Fengming with his spiritual consciousness. At this moment, when he saw that the opponent suddenly disappeared, he immediately knew that something was wrong. After a quick search with his spiritual consciousness, he immediately found the person again. The figure of the young monk.

Although the old man named Huang was puzzled by Qin Fengming's rapid movement, this was not the time to delve deeper. Because what he was even more shocked at this time was that the young monk did not flee into the distance, but actually approached him.

"Could it be that the other party actually wants to risk his own life to attack me in a desperate attempt?"

Just when the old man surnamed Huang felt the difference, a golden light with extremely huge energy fluctuations suddenly appeared in his consciousness. When he saw the power carried by this golden light, even if he was at the peak of Chengdan cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a sudden surge in his heart. An indescribable fear suddenly arose in my heart.

This kind of feeling has only appeared a few times in the hundreds of years that the old man surnamed Huang has been cultivating immortality.

Although this feeling occurs only rarely, every time it occurs, it is when the old man surnamed Huang is in extreme danger and is in danger of dying.

Don't wait for the old man named Huang to have any more thoughts.

The powerful golden light had already flashed and hit the protective wall in front of him.

"Bang" followed by a loud sound, the old man surnamed Huang only felt that his body-protecting spiritual light had no effect at all, and was bullied by the golden light into front of him.

It is already difficult to escape now. Without any reason, a black light flew out of the mouth of the old man surnamed Huang. In a flash, it turned into a giant blade several feet long and slashed towards the golden light.

A deafening sound of "Boom" immediately resounded in the ears of the old man surnamed Huang, and his mind was immediately stunned by the sound.

Just when the old man surnamed Huang was still awake, a golden light flashed and something shot into his body.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and the body of the old man surnamed Huang fell apart like a ripe watermelon hitting a heavy object. Flesh, flesh and bones spattered several feet away.

Just when the old man surnamed Huang died, another white light from Qin Fengming flashed towards the approaching monks from Snowy Mountain in the distance.

"Ah, no, Junior Brother Huang has died. Everyone, take action quickly, kill Huo Mang in front of you, capture the young master of Manghuang Mountain, and avenge Junior Brother Huang."

With a shout, the rest of the people knew what happened. So everyone no longer hesitated, and one after another sacrificed their magic weapons, and violently attacked the dozens of fire beasts in front of them.

The old man surnamed Lin and the monk surnamed Tang originally wanted to step forward and intercept Qin Fengming. When Qin Fengming offered the talisman, the three of them were only forty or fifty feet apart.

When he realized that the old man surnamed Huang not far in front of him had died, the old man surnamed Tang suddenly felt a white light flashing towards him.

Although he didn't know the power of this white light, he also knew that this must be the high-level talisman used by the young monk to kill Xiao Zihao.

"Junior brother, be careful." Just as the old man surnamed Lin beside him spoke, the old man surnamed Tang opened his mouth, and a ray of white light flew out of his mouth, and in a flash, it hit the white light that came from it. . This is undoubtedly the magic weapon of the old man named Tang.

After using his magic weapon to intercept the white light, the old man surnamed Tang swayed and shot to one side.

Regarding that white light, the old man surnamed Tang did not dare to take it lightly. He would not dare to put himself in danger for a high-level talisman that could kill a late-stage cultivator.

"boom"

With a loud noise, the old man surnamed Tang felt an unsteady pulse in his chest, a sweet feeling in his throat, and a stream of blood surged up from his belly.

The frightened old man surnamed Tang suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth to suppress the blood.