Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Mobilizing dozens of shadow figures to attack in two waves, this was the first time Qin Fengming performed such a technique, and the targets of the technique were two powerful Xuan-level monks at the top.

To be able to become the top being in the world of Mastiff Vine, one's strength is naturally unspeakably powerful.

In battles between monks, the number of winners and losers is extremely variable. It does not mean that one person has defeated another person before, and the other person has defeated the current opponent, that person will definitely be able to defeat the opponent at this time.

When monks fight, they pay attention to magical powers, mutual restraint, and changes in the face of battle.

Therefore, although many monks have seen Qin Fengming use his magical powers to fight against the powerful Master Fengji, not many people think that Qin Fengming can easily defeat Zhong Miao and Dark Crow Ancestor together.

Not only do they not think so, but many people think that Qin Fengming will lose to the attack of two top experts.

Even if they were suddenly shocked by Qin Fengming's magical sword skills or Qin Fengming's Chaos Spiritual Treasure, not many people present thought that Qin Fengming might be able to defeat the two of them.

Mo Ye, Fairy Yaoluo, and the others also retreated and stared at the scene of the fight, their faces full of solemn concern.

It can be said that any cultivator at the top of the Xuan level has gone through countless battles.

Although the Mastiff Vine interface is a small interface to the real ghost world, the skills, magical powers and secrets on this interface are no less than those in the real ghost world. Not only are there many, but there are many powerful magical powers spread that even the real ghost world cannot match.

Because this is a place that exists specifically for fighting.

It seemed that what everyone was thinking was exactly what Qin Fengming showed up in an instant with a huge sword dancing figure. Although Zhong Miao and Dark Crow Ancestor were instantly surrounded, the condensed sword energy attacked into the two masses of mist, and there was no trace of it. One blow blasted away the mist.

The roaring resounded, and although the howling sounds continued, the magical powers of the two mastiff and vine interface powers did not show any signs of being invincible.

"Is this the only way I can do this, junior? If you only have this little attack power, then you should be subjected to Zhong Miao's methods." Zhong Miao's stern words were heard as the roar resounded.

The sound rang out, and a horrifying cry that was more howling than before suddenly came out from the mist surrounding Zhongmiao.

"This is a skeleton puppet, and its power level is at the level of a ghost master or above."

"Impossible, how could Master Zhong have so many skeleton puppets in his body?"

Everyone exclaimed, shocked by what they saw in front of them.

No wonder everyone was shocked, it was because what they suddenly saw in front of them was beyond their expectations. Because as Zhong Miao's voice fell, white bones and skeletons wrapped in a ball of blue mist suddenly flew out of the mist.

Although those skeletons have skeletons and white bones, the body bones are not all complete. Many are missing arms and legs, and some are even missing half their heads or several ribs.

Everyone is knowledgeable, and of course they know that it will cost a lot to refine a mutilated skeleton into a puppet. Because the energy in the skeleton puppet's body needs the help of bones to operate, special methods must be used to make up for the incomplete parts.

Judging from the movement and breath of these skeletons, they are the same as those of monks in the realm of ghost masters. This is enough to show that these skeletons are not just randomly used to make up numbers, but have been carefully refined by Zhong Miao.

What shocked everyone was that the number of these skeletons seemed to be endless. They shot out continuously, like a torrent of skeletons, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles in an instant.

Qin Fengming besieged more than thirty figures in Zhong Miao Mist. Every time he swung his sword, he could smash several or even dozens of skeletons into pieces, but it could not stop the impact of the countless skeleton army.

It’s not that everyone is ignorant, but everyone can see clearly that these skeletons are not the skeleton bodies of mastiff beasts and vine demons, but are actually the bodies of monks. And among these skeletons, there are even those who are in the late stage of Xuan Master or even in the peak state.

No one could imagine how many monks had died to collect so many skeletons.

Each skeleton is covered in a very toxic and corrosive mist. The mist is so permeable that it seems to have great power to plunder the vital energy of the world.

As soon as the skeleton appeared, the vitality energy in the surrounding world seemed to be immediately drawn away and disappeared, becoming a vacuum zone.

The skeleton army composed of countless monk skeletons really shocked everyone's heart.

"Hey, the aura of these skeletons is also weird. Could it be that they contain a dense amount of spirit-hungry demonic energy? This is impossible to think about. The terrifying demonic energy cannot be such a weak sight. It may be the same poisonous mist aura. "

Suddenly seeing an army of skeletons emerging, Qin Fengming jumped into the distance in a flash. At the same time, he frowned and looked at the place where the skeletons appeared, and said softly.

Regarding the poisonous mist that can swallow up and dissolve the energy of the heaven and earth, the first thing that Qin Fengming thinks of is the dense spirit-loving demonic energy. But he quickly rejected this idea.

There is not one type of poisonous mist in the world of immortality that can absorb and swallow up the vitality of heaven and earth, but the dense spirit-hungry demonic energy is just one of them. It was difficult for Qin Fengming to judge what kind of poisonous mist he was seeing at this moment.

Although Qin Fengming was surprised, he did not show any fear or worry. As he spoke the words, he raised his hand, and a ball of blue and green flames, like finely carved jade, appeared in his palm.

The soul-devouring ghost fire is the first demonic flame magical power that Qin Fengming cultivated.

This magical power can be said to be strong or weak, because it is a magic flame magical power that requires continuous devouring of other heaven and earth fires to advance.

The various demonic flames and strange fires that Qin Fengming encountered at this time were not very pure. Although they could be slowly purified through sacrifice in his body, they could never be completely pure. And the quantity is also very small.

In order to greatly increase the power of the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire, Qin Fengming could only continuously devour various demonic flames and strange fires. Since the power cannot be increased by quality, then the attack can be increased by quantity.

Over the years, there have been more than ten types of demonic flames integrated into the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire. Being able to encounter such a large number of demonic flames and being able to be contained and merged into the soul-eating ghost fire by Qin Fengming is definitely an unimaginable thing for other monks.

The soul-eating ghost fire appeared, and Qin Fengming waved it out. Suddenly a huge wave of energy appeared on the spot.

The hot aura emerged, and a huge emerald-green fireball several feet in size suddenly appeared in the air. The fireball steamed like a green hill.

As the huge fire ball appeared, a sound of beasts roaring and birds chirping sounded on the scene.

A huge green dragon with a body of thirty to forty feet suddenly shot out from the emerald green fire. The dragon's body was covered in cyan flames, and a deafening clang sounded. Countless sword blades suddenly shot out from the dragon's body, like countless blue torrents, suddenly shooting towards the skeletons all over the mountains and plains.

At the same time as the dragon appeared, a ten-foot-tall fire raccoon beast wrapped in yellow flames also suddenly appeared. It was wrapped in red and yellow scales and looked extremely ferocious.

At the same time, a huge green lotus shadow suddenly separated from the green flames. As soon as it separated, it immediately solidified and became a huge green lotus.

As the green flames burned, a crisp bird song echoed throughout the scene.

The green lotus shadow flashed, and a huge blue sunbird, more than ten feet tall, jumped into the air. Appearing together with the giant cyan sunbird, there are nine small golden birds.

Following the separation of Qinglian, there was also a huge red ball of fire. As the fire ball suddenly appeared, the same ear-splitting sound of birds chirping resounded.

A huge red firebird, which was also twenty to thirty feet tall, appeared in mid-air.

The fire bird was huge, and its rattling sound was loud. It was the shape of a huge fire crow.

When the fire crow appeared, it immediately began to tremble all over, and its chirping sound resounded throughout the world. I saw balls of fire several feet in size flying out. Within each ball of red fire, a solid fire crow about two or three feet in size appeared in it.

The number of fire balls was extremely large, and there were thousands of them in an instant.

A rattling sound full of violence resounded, and the huge fire crow, together with the fire crows wrapped in small fire balls, immediately flew towards the skeletons all over the mountains and plains.

Seeing the four fire spirits appearing on the spot, Qin Fengming's face suddenly turned pale.

Although he only activated the four fire spirits, Qin Fengming did not hold back and unleashed the full power of the four fire spirits.

Suddenly pushing with all his strength, he suddenly felt weak.

Qin Fengming's previous activation would not fully activate the four fire spirit magical powers at the same time. Because although the soul-eating ghost fire can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for its own use, it still needs the blessing of Qin Fengming's own energy.

Fully activated, the energy consumed is too huge.

But now, Qin Fengming was facing two top Xuan-level monks on the interface of mastiff and vine. Facing the opponent's all-out terrifying attack, it was no longer possible to resist Jiangong with just a fire spirit.

Giving it a try is what Qin Fengming must choose at this moment.

Of course, the soul-eating ghost fire and the fire spirit were not sacrificed. Qin Fengming always has a backup plan, and Miasma Bird and Fire Phoenix Fire Spirit can be used as powerful backup plans.

The four fire spirits appeared, and Qin Fengming did not hesitate at all. He waved his hand out, and immediately several drops of spiritual liquid entered his mouth. At the same time, he also swallowed a crystal pill into his mouth.

"Can we have the upper hand if we have more skeleton puppets? Qin doesn't think so. With Qin's four fire spirits taking action, let's see how many skeletons you can block."

The majestic magic power surged in his body, and Qin Fengming's hearty words rang out on the spot.

As soon as the voice sounded, the figures that had just disappeared appeared again. This time they did not separate, but their figures flickered, directly facing the attack of a huge mist that was approaching more than a hundred feet away and covering a radius of dozens of feet.

"And Dark Crow, you have these flying needle skills. Qin, do you think it is your flying needle magic that is more powerful, or Qin's sword skills?"

The figures appeared again. At the same time, Qin Fengming's words also sounded on the scene again.

In the surging mist, Qin Fengming sensed countless slender flying needles that were only about a foot long and as thick as a bamboo stick.

The flying needles were completely black, with a compelling green light shining on them. When his spiritual consciousness touched them, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The Dark Crow Ancestor's magical power of flying needles is truly extraordinary. Just the compelling aura displayed on each of the fine needles is enough to make people feel fearful.

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