Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

When Qin Fengming saw the densely packed dark spheres, numbering in the tens of thousands, the first thing he thought of was a powerful self-destruction object.

However, just as he spoke, a voice came into his ears:

"The ball is not a self-exploding object. It is a powerful attacking object Tianluo needle refined by Zhan Meng. Each ball is made up of nearly a hundred short needle blades. The total number of needle blades There are millions of people, and they are extremely capable of corrosive winds. Brother Qin, you must be careful to deal with them. If you are defeated, I will immediately let Gui Bo appear and use his body to resist."

Ying Yi's words suddenly rang in her ears, her voice was urgent and obviously full of fear.

After hearing Ying Yi's words, Qin Fengming's scalp suddenly became numb and a chill spread throughout his body.

Needle blades, there are many such magic weapons in the world of immortality. Generally, victory is achieved by speed and quantity. Qin Fengming himself also has this kind of treasure.

But the number reaches millions, and just listening to it makes people feel horrified.

The needle blade has the effect of corroding wind, which shows that the needle blade has the ability to escape and has the power to corrode the monk's attacks. Such a large number of attacking objects are really hard to guard against.

The sound wave palm print activated by Lao Qian has the ability to imprison the vitality of the world, while the needle blade has the power to corrode. Who will gain the upper hand in the fight between the two? Qin Fengming couldn't help but sweat for Lao Qian.

"The art of the needle blade, let's see whose attack is more powerful." Ying Yi's words reached her ears, and a wave of sinister words rumbled out of the corpse puppet's mouth.

Lao Qian relied on his sonic breath sensing to instantly identify what each of the pitch-black balls was.

The coldness in his mouth showed, and a whine resounded from his mouth. The corpse puppet made a hand seal and danced rapidly. Invisible runes shot out from his hands, and in the flash, they were submerged in the surrounding sound waves.

Suddenly, the palm prints that were rushing forward suddenly flickered and moved in the sound waves, and the forward speed suddenly slowed down.

Suddenly, a huge palm flashed in the void, green light suddenly flashed up, and a crunching sound came from the giant palm.

While Qin Fengming was paying close attention, he saw huge solid palm prints like hills, suddenly disintegrated in his eyes, and wisps of cyan silk threads that seemed to be as thick as fingers shot out, spread out in the air, and moved towards each other. In the distance, torrents of pitch-black spheres and tall statues flew away.

As soon as the strands of silk threads left the giant palm, green light suddenly emitted.

Green light shone in the void, and in a rapid whooshing sound, the thin silk threads suddenly intertwined and flashed, and the giant blue net covering the vast void on both sides appeared in front of Zhanmeng and Zixiao.

The giant net suddenly appeared, like a dragnet, covering it in the void.

It seemed like a long time, but in fact it didn't take long for both sides to perform the spell. It was just that both sides were accumulating strength and did not approach each other directly as soon as they launched their attacks.

At this moment, Lao Qian was suspended in mid-air, and the closest distance to Zhan Meng and Zi Xiao was three to four thousand feet.

It was very easy for Lao Qian to perform an attack from such a distance. Because he was enveloped in sound waves, there was no risk of his attacks being weakened.

Qin Fengming stopped aside. Apart from being harassed by Lao Qian's sound waves, Zhan Meng and Zi Xiao could not threaten him at all.

Seeing the three of them performing attacks and changing methods, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed and his heart was filled with excitement.

Whether it is the fog containing the aura of chaos that Zhan Meng urged, or the tall statue of Zi Xiao,

They all gave Qin Fengming a feeling of power.

Qin Fengming's scalp was numb and his heart was horrified when he saw the unspeakable number of Tianluo needles.

Qin Fengming thought that if he wanted to resist the attack of the needle-blade magic weapon refined by the Mahayana monks, he could only use the speed of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword to fight against it. Other magic weapons, even the Xuan Zi Sword, cannot completely block it.

Even if Xuanwei Qingyan Sword is fully activated, Qin Fengming is not completely sure whether it can resist the Tianluo Needle attack.

Of course, if Fairy Yao Xi is fine, she can still use the power of the temple to compete with her.

But now, although the temple can still activate, the aura of the temple has become no longer stable. It needs to be allowed to recover on its own before it can fight the enemy again.

Apart from the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, Qin Fengming did not have any other means to save his life.

But even if he tried his best, he still couldn't resist Zhan Meng's needle attack for a long time. Escape is Qin Fengming's only option to survive.

The power of the statue activated by Zixiao appeared, and it could resist the attack of Qin Fengming's sonic giant palm that he could not shake back then, but it was far inferior to Zhan Meng's needle blade, which made Qin Fengming fearful.

Thoughts flashed in Qin Fengming's mind, and he tried his best to erase all the budding thoughts of looking down on Mahayana monks due to his previous battle with Master Beidou. Those who can advance to the Mahayana are all supreme beings in the three realms who defy the heavens and strive for life. No Mahayana is an ordinary person. Everyone has powerful attack and killing methods that are different from others.

A dense popping sound was mixed with the sweeping impact of the sound wave, and suddenly sounded in the void, and the attacks of both sides finally touched each other.

Fist shadows flashed out, forming a barrier of fists, which suddenly came into contact with the shining green net.

The power of the fist shadows appears, and amid the raging sound waves, space cracks still appear wherever they pass. But the seemingly thin green net suddenly connected with it, and the green light suddenly released, immediately covering the shadows of fists in it, and they were temporarily stagnant in the void swept by the sound wave.

Suddenly seeing the power of the sonic giant network activated by Lao Qian appearing, Qin Fengming's face suddenly turned cold.

The cyan fluorescent cover is definitely not as weak as it seems. The blue silk threads seemed to be slender and difficult to resist the huge solid fist, but the sharp aura emanating from the threads made people suddenly feel horrified.

As soon as Qin Fengming's spiritual consciousness came into contact with it, wisps of powerful blade light with the ability to cut suddenly appeared. Sweeping through, his powerful spiritual consciousness was shattered into pieces. At the same time, a strange aura suddenly approached Qin Fengming. , seeming to invade his physical consciousness along his spiritual consciousness.

Faced with this sudden disturbance, Qin Fengming immediately cut off the spiritual consciousness and threw it away.

Feeling the power of the blade light on each thread, Qin Fengming suddenly felt a chill all over his body. If he had faced such a terrifying silk screen in the Qingyun Secret Realm, he would have been unable to deal with it.

Even now, Qin Fengming did not dare to say that he could resist it with his own strength.

When Qin Fengming looked in the direction of Zhan Meng, the scene in front of him made Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tremble. I saw small needle-blade balls spinning rapidly and shooting. The huge green light net activated by Lao Qian came into contact with the balls. It only lasted for a moment before being broken through by the densely packed balls. .

The huge silk net contained in the terrifying blade light was so easily broken by Zhan Meng's Tianluo Needle. Qin Fengming suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Qin Fengming could not imagine how powerful the needle blade was.

Being able to easily break through the giant net blocking the fist seal of the Zixiao statue in an instant made Qin Fengming suddenly feel invincible.

Qin Fengming knew clearly that the Tianluo Needle activated by Zhan Meng had not yet triggered the most powerful attack.

If hundreds of thousands of needle blades were dispersed and fired, the power would definitely be more powerful than a ball.

"Huh, if you can break through one, I will activate three. If three are not enough, then ten." When Qin Fengming's heart shuddered, Lao Qian's cold snort rang out.

In the sound of words, three huge nets appeared in the void one after another, covering each ball.

"No matter how many giant nets you have, you can't block Zhan Meng's Tianluo Needle." Following Lao Qian's words, a sharp shout came from Zhan Meng's mouth.

Amidst the words, the balls suddenly made a dense roaring sound.

The roar was not loud, but huge waves suddenly surged into the dark torrent. Along with the roar, an indescribable expansion force suddenly impacted.

Streams of black needle blades were like black mist rising from the sky, suddenly sweeping towards the wire mesh that Lao Qian had just activated.

As Qin Fengming watched, he saw the dark mist gathered by the needle blades sweeping down, and the powerful wire mesh, like wind and residual clouds, was instantly dispersed by the dark mist on the spot.

Qin Fengming could hardly imagine what kind of situation this was.

The power of the needle blades that were suddenly scattered was so powerful that Qin Fengming could not describe it. No wonder Ying Yishi immediately sent a message to warn her as soon as she saw the Tianluo Needle appear.

"If ten ways don't work, then twenty or thirty ways."

Faced with the sudden burst of powerful power from the Tianluo Needle, Lao Qian did not feel any strange at all. He did not launch any other attacks at all. Instead, he quickly kneaded with his hands, and huge nets appeared in a flash, covering the sky. One after another, they moved toward the huge black mist.

The giant nets touched the black mist and were instantly submerged in it, showing no power at all.

However, Lao Qian seemed unable to see that the net was swallowed up by the black mist. He still activated the magic formulas rapidly, and the huge nets flew away.

In a short period of time, Lao Qian had activated dozens of huge nets.

Without exception, the Zhang Zhang net was immediately submerged in the huge mist formed by the swirling black needle blades, as if no power appeared at all.

Seeing the huge nets being swallowed up by the needle blades, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly moved, and his eyes suddenly flashed out.

When Qin Fengming's heart moved, a fierce shout suddenly sounded in Zhan Meng's mouth:

"These silk nets are broken, but they still contain the power of entrapment. What a good method! However, you can activate so many giant nets, and it seems that you can no longer use other attacks. Now, let's see what other methods you can use Confronting Zhan Meng? Junior, you didn’t run away just now, but if you want to escape now, you will have no wings to escape."

Zhan Meng shouted loudly, and his words were full of ferocious excitement.

"Follow me, I can protect you." Just when Qin Fengming's eyes were focused and he looked at Lao Qian, a still calm word rang in Qin Fengming's ears.

Upon hearing Lao Qian's words, Qin Fengming suddenly understood that although Lao Qian may not be in danger at this moment, his strength must have been reduced as Zhan Meng said.

"Senior is able to defend the two of them to such an extent. Qin is already very grateful. There is no need for senior to protect us anymore. Senior can quickly retreat from here."

What made Lao Qian's eyes suddenly freeze was that Qin Fengming did not stand beside him, but suddenly said such words.

However, before Lao Qian could explain in detail, a sudden mist suddenly spewed out from around Qin Fengming.

The mist suddenly appeared, and Lao Qian's eyes suddenly showed shock, and a cry of surprise resounded in his mouth: "Are you going to survive the advanced tribulation here?"

Qin Fengming did not answer Lao Qian's words, but a huge and violent mist suddenly rose into the sky around him, rolling towards the air and impacting away...