Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qingfeng could not fully control the treasure, but his ability to sense the energy of the thunder soul was far greater than that of the ghost cultivators present at the moment.

Although the terrifying invisible force was still raging on his body, Qing Feng sensed signs of weakening from the rapid impact of the invisible aura.

Qingfeng didn't know how much thunder soul energy was stored in that treasure, but he was sure that it would never be completely released in such a short period of time.

The signs of weakening of the aggressive aura are minimal, which is enough to show that the treasure no longer releases thunder soul energy to the outside world. The soul energy stored inside was not fully released, which gave Qingfeng the possibility to control the treasure again.

Seeing the low-level ghost cultivators dying one after another with pitiful screams echoing around him, Qing Feng didn't feel any strange at all.

He was full of expectations at this moment, looking forward to seeing what the mist would look like after experiencing this baptism of thunder soul energy.

Qingfeng didn't think much about the thousands of ghost cultivators who were swept in by the mist.

The most indispensable thing in the world of broken bones is ghost cultivators. As long as there is time, any place with abundant soul energy can give birth to many ghosts.

There is just one characteristic of the Broken Bone Realm, that is, ghost cultivators cannot borrow the energy of other people's bodies to practice.

This is also set by the laws of heaven and earth in the Bone Broken Realm.

For monks from the Bone Broken Realm who have no bloodline inheritance, no one really cares about the life or death of other ghost cultivators.

Howls resounded all around, thunder roared in the distance, invisible energy surged across the world, and a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly became like a Shura hell.

As the thunder soul energy surged and impacted, the more than 100-foot-wide restrictive wall that Qin Fengming had deployed had long since disappeared.

There are already an unknown number of ghost cultivators gathered here at this time. The ghost cultivators were hiding in the distance, looking at the thundering and roaring land in front of them in horror, their eyes full of fear.

Although the distance was far away, the terrifying aura that made all the ghost cultivators extremely fearful still came with a swaying impact.

The ghost cultivators didn't know what happened in Fangshi in the distance, but they were certain in their hearts that the terrifying aura was very similar to the baptism of thunder soul energy they had experienced.

This forest-covered land has now become a flat plain.

The restrictions placed by Qin Fengming disappeared. Even the huge Dafang City built by Black Soul Mountain has now become a ruin, with not a single building standing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the terrifying power finally weakened significantly.

The dark clouds were still rolling in the distance, but the frightening roar of thunder was no longer dense. However, what shocked the ghost cultivators who were still alive was that the situation shrouded in thick fog in the distance remained unchanged.

Amid the raging horrific thunder soul energy, the rolling mist energy not only failed to be dispersed, but became more intense.

The monstrous fog swept across the sky and the earth, intertwined with the dark clouds in the sky, and there was a feeling of being on par with each other.

Qing Feng, whose mentality had stabilized when he suddenly saw a terrifying celestial phenomenon in the distance, became ugly again.

Not only Qingfeng, but all the ghost cultivators in the Bone Broken Realm who could sense the scene in the distance at this moment, while resisting the raging energy, all felt panic in their hearts.

The terrifying energy of the thunder soul is powerful enough to destroy any bone-crushing monk.

In the bone-crushing world, no monk can rely on his own strength to resist the thunder soul energy that has not been filtered through specific restrictions.

But what they saw in front of them at this moment really made the ghost cultivators feel unreal.

However, the bursts of huge pain caused by the soul baby in the body made all the ghost cultivators present understand in their hearts that what they saw in front of them at this moment was really happening.

The thunder gradually became less dense, and gradually became sparse from the original continuous sound.

The rolling dark clouds in the sky seemed to be still turbulent, but the intensity of the rolling had calmed down amidst the swirling mist below.

Seeing the mist surge and swell, the eyes of most ghost cultivators suddenly became dull.

It's not that these ghost cultivators have become dull, but the situation in front of them has created deep fear in the hearts of all the ghost cultivators. The fear grew vigorously, causing everyone to suddenly lose the ability to think.

"Impossible, the mist swallowed up the treasure!"

Everyone was startled, and suddenly a rapid shout suddenly sounded on the spot. The sound was loud and full of disbelief.

As this shout rang out, all the ghost cultivators present suddenly woke up.

When the ghost cultivators regained consciousness, they discovered that the terrifying and wreaking power on their bodies had disappeared.

When it disappeared, no one among the ghost cultivators was aware of it.

Such a situation made all the ghost cultivators feel fear in their hearts. If someone wanted to do something evil just now, even a ghost cultivator in the Xuan Lord realm would not dare to believe that he could escape and ascend to heaven.

As soon as everyone woke up, they immediately looked to the place ahead.

After seeing the scene in the distance clearly, everyone's emotions, which had just relaxed, immediately became tense again.

At this moment, between the sky and the earth in the distance, the dark mist carrying the huge soul energy is still surging. Its condition and area seem to be even more intense and vast than when everyone was besieging it before.

However, the dark clouds surrounding the sudden surge of thunder soul energy with incomparable thunder and lightning power have now disappeared. The mist surged and rolled in the air, as if the mist had completely swallowed up the terrifying Thunder Soul energy.

Faced with such a situation, having seen so much and experienced countless ghost cultivations, how could one not be shocked.

There was no thunder soul energy in the sky. By this time, everyone had already understood that the object wrapped in dim light that Qingfeng sacrificed was a Sumeru treasure that could contain the energy of the thunder soul.

But at this moment, the treasure was gone. You don't need to think about it to know that the Sumeru treasure that Qingfeng regards as a treasure has been swallowed up by the terrifying mist.

Being able to withstand the huge terrifying thunder soul energy, and being able to engulf the Xumi treasure that contains the thunder soul energy, how terrifying this mist is is beyond everyone's imagination.

Just when everyone was stunned, the ghost cultivators were suddenly stunned again by what they saw in front of them.

At some point, a figure stood outside the vast thick fog. The figure stood outside the mist, facing the direction of the ghost cultivators.

"You are a monk from the Mastiff Vine Realm, and you are not afraid of the powerful interface power of my Bone Crushing Realm?"

Seeing Qin Fengming's figure, the young man surnamed Que suddenly moved and shot forward. He stopped in front of the vast mist, looked at Qin Fengming, and said sternly.

After seeing Qin Fengming, the young man surnamed Que showed no fear in his heart.

As soon as the young man surnamed Que started to move, more than a dozen ghost cultivators followed him and quickly approached the vast mist.

Although they experienced an unimaginable scene, the powerful ghost cultivators also had a strong judgment in their hearts, that is, although the vast mist was terrifying and unspeakable, no one could control it at will like magical powers and secret arts.

As long as you don't get too close, the mist won't contaminate your upper body at all.

At this moment, seeing someone appear, not only did this not increase the fear in the hearts of the ghost cultivators, but it made the ghost cultivators suddenly feel relieved, and a strong morale suddenly emerged in their hearts.

"Did you take away Qing's Sky Pearl? Hand it over quickly!" Following the words of the young man surnamed Que, Qing Feng said with a gloomy face.

At this time, Qing Feng's solid face was filled with ferocious intent.

"The Broken Bone Realm does have a lot of suppression on Qin, but it can't save Qin's life. Today I will give you a chance to survive. Take Qin to the place where the Thunder Soul Sacrifice is held. This Thunder Soul Energy , and is of some use to Qin Fengming."

Qin Fengming looked at the dozen or so bone-crushing ghost cultivators who had stopped in front of him. His eyes flickered, he smiled at the ghost cultivators and said calmly.

He said it easily, not taking the bone-crushing power in front of him into consideration at all.

It's not that Qin Fengming is arrogant, but that he has the capital to be arrogant. After experiencing the strange magical power of Golden Devour, Qin Fengming no longer has any fear or fear of the ghost cultivators in the Bone Broken Realm.

The Golden Bite is a supreme existence that is born to suppress ghosts and ghosts.

And in this bone-crushing world, Jin Yan's magical power seems to be able to be used to its extreme. That kind of strange magical power and secret technique that can break down the body of ghosts in the bone-crushing world is extremely mysterious.

The soul energy decomposed by the golden bite can actually absorb the power of thunder and lightning.

The absorbed power of thunder and lightning turned into wisps of strangeness, which made Qin Fengming feel extremely comfortable. It was as if the power of thunder and lightning could temper his body and bones.

It's just that the energy of this thunder soul is limited, and the benefits he can experience are extremely limited. And more benefits should be obtained by the golden bite integrated into the soul energy.

Although he only experienced a small amount of nourishment from the strange energy of thunder and lightning, Qin Fengming felt that the terrifying shattering effect on the body of the Bone Broken Realm had been greatly weakened.

In such a situation, Qin Fengming felt that he was not specific and could not explain it in detail.

Qin Fengming has been unable to communicate with Jin Yan since he transformed into a divine soul and merged into the surrounding mist. He doesn't know what is happening to Jin Yan at the moment.

Just now, Qin Fengming suddenly felt the atmosphere around him brighten, and he actually recovered his spiritual sense. At the same time, he saw the ghost cultivator from the Bone Broken Realm who was stranded in the distance.

What he saw at the same time was an exquisite round ball that was shining with faint light. The ball is only a few inches in size, with a bronze color all over. The inside is hollow, and a layer of fine and strange patterns are inlaid on the surface of the ball, making the ball look ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Qin Fengming's consciousness touched it, and he immediately felt a powerful suction force pouring out, as if trying to pull his consciousness into the ball.

Although he could not examine the ball carefully, Qin Fengming immediately knew that it was a Sumeru treasure.

Because this sphere is filled with the aura of extremely vast space. It's just that the breath of space doesn't come out, it can only be sensed when it is touched by spiritual consciousness.

Almost instantly, Qin Fengming knew that this object was the object that previously released terrifying thunder and lightning energy.

Seeing this thing, Qin Fengming was immediately overjoyed. Something that can store thunder soul energy is definitely a rare treasure, and may have the same effect as the Taotie Qiankun Gui.

Seeing several ghost cultivators coming, Qin Fengming was overjoyed. He didn't care to study the ball object, and immediately imprisoned it, put it in his arms, and then appeared out.

"Fellow Taoist, you are so loud. Your mist is terrifying, but if you want me to wait for orders, don't you think there is still something missing?" Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the young man surnamed Que suddenly sneered and said coldly.

The other ghost cultivators had equally grim expressions, but no one spoke.

For a moment, a lot of energy roared up, and a fight seemed to be about to break out.