Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

This is not the first time Wan Yuan has fought with Qin Fengming. Every fight gives Wan Yuan a strange feeling.

In the last fight, the two of them didn't use many magical powers, although Wan Yuan retreated in the end. But deep down in his heart, he didn't think that he was really inferior to the other party.

It was with this thought that he summoned Peng Qi and Jueyin people to intercept Qin Fengming and Lin Shuo ancestors here.

But the second fight really made Wan Yuan feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Under the shadow of the Fore Yin Sha Tiandu formation controlled by sixteen monks, the young monk actually broke through the formation that had just shown its power in just one breath.

Such a result shocked Wan Yuan, but he just thought that the other party was just familiar with this formation. He has always had the belief in his heart that the young man in front of him is not scary, and with the strength of everyone, he can be captured and killed.

But what Qin Fengming did later made Wan Yuan feel deeply fearful.

At this time, I saw that Qin Fengming was not afraid of the purgatory law and artistic conception that was being activated by his stupidity. Instead, he used a magical power that could resist the law and the artistic conception, and also used Chiyou's true magic formula, the magical body of the body. None of these things is something he can do.

It was precisely after seeing Qin Fengming's ability to resist and resolve every difficult crisis that he found that Wan Yuan became more and more uncertain. He wondered what other methods this young monk could use to resolve the seemingly insurmountable dangers in front of him.

Not only Wan Yuan thought so, but everyone gathered around Wan Yuan at this moment had almost the same thought in their hearts.

Everyone was really not sure whether the young man could be killed on the spot by Mu Ran's magical power.

At the same time, everyone also had another idea, and that was whether there really was a monk comparable to the Mahayana in the mist.

Because only a powerful person in the mist can make everyone feel relieved why they were swept away by the mist, and some people were immediately killed in it.

Just as everyone was thinking, the terrifying hurricane had completely enveloped Qin Fengming's tall body.

At this time, everyone in Wanyuan could not see Qin Fengming's tall Dharma body at all.

What can be seen is a terrifying hurricane that sweeps up sand and gravel, and dense thunderous sounds faintly transmitted from the hurricane.

A little flash of lightning could be seen before, but now it was obscured by the turbid hurricane that covered the sky and the sun.

No one can see what is going on in the hurricane. But everyone can be sure that Qin Fengming's dharma body, shrouded in the Purgatory Soul Killing Slash, must be undergoing an attack that no one can imagine or dare to imagine. The horror and brutality of the attack were definitely something that no one had ever experienced before.

No one in the crowd felt relaxed. Although they knew they couldn't clearly see what was happening in the hurricane in front of them, they still stared at it intently, as if they were afraid that they would miss some key point.

"Hmph, old man, this magical power of yours can't kill Qin. You can't kill Qin. This is when your shadow will fall."

Amid the roar of the hurricane, a cold snort suddenly reached the ears of everyone in Wanyuan along with the roar of the hurricane.

This sound did not cover up the roaring sound of the hurricane that blocked the sky and the sun, but the sound was very clearly transmitted steadily in the hurricane.

Upon hearing these rumbling words, the expressions of everyone in Wanyuan immediately changed in shock.

The expressions of the Youfu Palace monks, including Wan Yuan, suddenly changed not because they suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words, nor because Qin Fengming was still alive until now, but because of the tone of Qin Fengming's words.

This voice was full of violence.

Even if everyone has not seen the face of the tall Dharmakaya at this moment, they can certainly imagine that the face of the Dharmakaya, which is tens of feet tall at this moment, must be very ferocious.

Ever since everyone saw Qin Fengming,

Qin Fengming gave everyone the impression that he was not surprised at all changes.

Whether it is his words or his expression, he always gives people a sense of calmness. No matter how dangerous it is, he always looks very calm. But the shout now was obviously very different from usual.

As for the fact that Qin Fengming was not killed by powerful magical powers, everyone simply ignored it.

It seems that the youth has not fallen, it is really a normal thing.

"Impossible! How is this possible? Even if you have a large amount of ten thousand years of spiritual milk to replenish your mana and a lot of elixirs to replenish your soul energy, after such a long and fierce battle, you will no longer be able to stabilize the energy in your body that cannot be quickly refined. ?”

When Qin Fengming finished speaking and the expressions of everyone in Youfu Palace changed drastically, Mu Ran, who had been silent all this time, suddenly exclaimed something in surprise.

These words are full of confusion.

At this moment, Mu Ran really couldn't understand that the attack of the Purgatory Soul-killing Slash that he had urged with all his strength was not only resisted by the tall dharma body's physical toughness and the ax blades launched by the giant axe, but also continued as time went by. The tall Dharmakaya became more and more courageous as he fought.

Under the bombardment of the fierce hurricane wind blades and the thunder and lightning comparable to the heavenly tribulation, not only was the physical body not shattered by the thunder and lightning, the spirit was disturbed, but a layer of blue-purple fluorescence became more and more visible on the body.

Enveloped in that layer of blue-purple light, he saw a scene that shocked him. He saw the tall body, whether it was armor or the scars on the exposed skin that were cut by wind blades and lightning, in the blue-purple fluorescence. It was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No matter how Mu Ran activates the huge hurricane vortex to attack, the tall dharma body can quickly heal the wounds.

Of course Mu Ran knew that this kind of compounding of wounds must be at the expense of digesting a large amount of energy, but the more he knew the reason, the more incredible Mu Ran felt.

With all his strength, the tall dharma body was slashing ax blades with all his strength from beginning to end, blocking the wind blades and lightning that could be blocked.

Such a violent spell is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst for a cultivator who performs it.

In order to stabilize the dharma body, repair injuries, and allow the dharma body to perform powerful spells, it is necessary to consume unspeakable mana and soul energy.

And the Dharma Body sacrificed by the young monk did not show any signs of it under such a violent spell. How could this not make Mu Ran feel shocked and puzzled.

Feeling the rapid consumption of energy above his head, Mu Ran's previously stable mentality had already become unstable.

The reason why he was able to inspire the artistic conception of the law and activate the purgatory soul-killing supernatural power that he relied on most was because of the original energy he had sealed in Jueyin's body.

But with the stimulation of magical powers and the blessing of artistic conception, the original energy will naturally be greatly depleted.

Without replenishing the original energy, it would be impossible for him to maintain such a fierce attack.

Sensing the sudden surge of power from the tall dharma body, and the ferocious and ferocious face appearing, Mu Ran suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

There are too many secrets in the young man in front of him, which makes Mu Ran, a Mahayana man, desperately want to capture him. But by this time, he had already told Mu Ran deep in his heart that based on his current state, there was simply no way he could do anything about it.

Seeing the violent aura rising slowly from his body, and a sudden clicking sound coming out of his body, a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

"Let's see how many more attacks you can resist Qin's blows?"

Without answering the dumb question, the energy in the tall Dharma Body suddenly surged, and waves of compelling aura emerged like substantial energy, rushing towards the surroundings.

That kind of momentum is a fearless momentum that is not afraid of heaven and earth, and is not afraid of life and death.

As Qin Fengming's words came out, he no longer paid attention to the still raging wind blades and thunder and lightning arcs. Instead, he slowly raised the giant ax held tightly in his two giant hands, and a green axe suddenly filled the air. The Tao is like a spiritual snake-like rune.

Rune patterns wandered on the giant ax blade, and a strange and compelling energy fluctuation suddenly rose up.

The fluctuations were strange, as if unimaginable vast and violent energy suddenly surged out from the endless void. After a little exploration with his spiritual consciousness, his heart was suddenly shaken.

Even the dull figure of Mahayana suddenly felt a chill run through his body when he saw the strange energy displayed by the giant axe.

"Please leave quickly. This junior is not something I can capture at this time." A shout suddenly resounded throughout the vast world.

As the sound of shouting sounded, the sealing power that filled the world suddenly disappeared.

And the moment the words fell, the terrifying hurricane vortex roaring fiercely in the sky suddenly shrank rapidly.

As the vortex shrinks, the bursts of thunder become more intensive. Amidst the thunder, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that the power of the wind blade and thunder and lightning attacks on his body was significantly weakened.

The power of the attack was weakened, but Qin Fengming's dharma body suddenly felt that his body seemed to be attacked by a huge squeezing force, making him feel like he was being pressed hard by a huge mountain that he could not get rid of.

"Junior, your strength far exceeds that of Jueyin. I will spare your life today. I hope you can leave the mastiff and vine demon activity area alive."

Just when Qin Fengming was about to use his strength to get rid of this squeezing force, a rumble of words entered his ears.

The voice continued, getting smaller and smaller, and by the end of the words, it was already extremely weak.

Although the sound disappeared, Qin Fengming felt that the squeezing and oppressive force around him was increasing.

"That figure has lost a lot of energy. Do you need someone to go and kill it?" Just as the voice disappeared, a sound transmission also entered the ears of Qin Fengming's second mysterious soul.

At this time, the second mysterious soul was invisible in the white mist on the tall mountain peaks, watching Qin Fengming fighting in the distance without any trace of nervousness or worry.

A mysterious soul spirit body and a demon frog, it seems that they have been discussing for a long time.

"No, even if it is intercepted and killed, it doesn't make much sense. Na Muran already knows what happened here, and there is really no need to destroy the figure that killed him. If it weren't for the feeling of his magical power, The energy of the Heavenly Tribulation is of some benefit to the main body, so I have already asked fellow Taoists and senior fairies to take action. However, the main body seems to have been sealed by a magical power that he activated at the end, so I have also asked fellow Taoists and fellow Taoists to rescue him."

When the voice reached his ears, Qin Fengming's second mysterious soul spirit body did not hesitate and spoke immediately.

"The attack is not very dangerous. Even if you don't need help, it will be broken by your body very quickly. It's okay now, so I won't stay here for long."

Following the words of the second mysterious soul, Fairy Yao Xi's clear words also sounded.

As the words were spoken, the tall mountain peak suddenly surged and shrank instantly, turning into a small mountain peak, suspended next to the second mysterious soul.

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