Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

( ) Qin Fengming was slightly shocked when he suddenly heard the words of Haiyi Saint Ancestor. Qin Fengming couldn't imagine how terrifying the Mahayana's strength would be, ranking among the top twenty in the real demon world.

However, he was sure that Master Beidou and Fairy Zixiao were no match for the demon cultivator in front of them.

Even Zhan Meng may not be able to compete with this Holy Lord Demon Marting.

Qin Fengming was not surprised that the Haiyi Saint Ancestor, who had long since stopped wandering in the Three Realms, knew the name of a junior and his strength.

Although the Haiyi Saint Ancestor cannot leave the Black Lake Sea Area, it does not affect the collection of information in the Three Realms. You must know that there is a Mahayana Sea Cultivator in the Black Lake Sea Area.

Facing such a terrifying existence, it would be contrary to common sense for Qin Fengming to say that he was not afraid. However, his eyes flickered, and soon a look of determination appeared.

With his eyes locked on the Holy Demon Martingale, Qin Fengming suddenly felt a strong sense of fighting in his body.

"You used to be a top-ranked being in the real demon world, but now you are hiding in the Sansha River in the Baimang Wasteland. You are not much stronger. Let Qin give it a try and see how much of your original ability you can still achieve. Strength." Qin Fengming's face showed determination and he spoke coldly.

His words were not high-pitched, but they were sonorous. When he spoke the words, there were faint sound waves trembling in the void around him.

"Hahaha... This junior really dares to say it. It seems that you are really not an ordinary Xuan-level monk. No wonder I didn't immediately see your level of cultivation just now. Now I will help you and let you know that even if I am injured Illness is not something you, a Xuan-level monk, can resist." Holy Lord Mo Yang burst out laughing wildly.

As soon as the laughter started, waves of demonic mist like green waves suddenly surged out from the mist around the Holy Lord Demon Martingale. The demonic mist filled the air and swept towards Qin Fengming rapidly.

Amidst the impact of the rolling and turbulent mist, a sound of Jin Ge suddenly came out.

"Okay, Qin will teach you your long-range attack methods." Faced with the surging, dark rolling magic mist sweeping across, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a gloomy word rang out in his mouth.

Following Qin Fengming's words, the monstrous demonic mist that rolled forward like ocean waves suddenly rose into the sky. A tall giant body with a body like a mountain suddenly solidified in the mist and appeared on the spot.

The giant's body swayed, and the magic mist on his body quickly solidified, instantly becoming like a blue-black hard rock.

As the tall giant's body unfolded, a wind blade that appeared from Jin Ge's rapid slashing was mixed with the magic mist.

shrouded in heaven and earth.

Before the tall giant even approached Qin Fengming, Qin Fengming felt as if the body-protecting aura on his body had been struck by a sharp weapon and immediately became unstable. A burst of hunting clang sounded, Qin Fengming waved his hand and wrapped several spiritual patterns around his body, and his body flashed and moved.

Naturally, he would not let the huge figure get close to attack. He flashed into the distance, and at the same time, he quickly waved his hands out. Invisible runes flashed with his figure, and he was thrown out on the path.

Qin Fengming did not walk in a straight line, but moved around the high-end figure.

The tall body is a hundred feet tall, and the huge arms are like thick stone pillars. The huge body seems clumsy, but when you step forward, you can easily pass a distance of dozens of feet.

However, although the huge body was extremely fast, its rotation was obviously slower than Qin Fengming's rapidly moving body.

A figure dodged and moved among the giant arms, like an extremely agile rabbit, and the palm shadows like huge city gates crossed the void and hit the empty space.

"Junior, you think you can be safe without fighting with this mist body of mine. You are enveloped in my aura and can no longer absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. Just by absorbing the Yin Stone energy, it won't take long for your body to be exhausted. , was beaten to death on the spot by the old man."

Seeing that Qin Fengming did not collide with the mist body driven by his magical power, the Holy Lord Demon Marting did not feel any strange at all, but suddenly a cold word came out.

Anyone can see that Qin Fengming is simply trying to avoid a head-on fight with the tall body.

But in such a fight, the one who takes the initiative must be the tall body. Because the mist body is activated by the magical power of Holy Lord Demon Marting, there is no need to worry about energy consumption at all.

As for Qin Fengming, who was shrouded in aura and could not absorb the energy of heaven and earth, everyone could predict the final result.

Looking at the figure that surrounded the tall body like a train of training rings, the eyes of the female cultivator standing next to Chu Ye suddenly showed an incomprehensible look.

Some were surprised and puzzled, and some were shocked and surprised.

"Impossible! You are not affected by my aura."

As the time continued, a loud shout from Lord Mo Yang suddenly sounded. Amidst the shouts, an even more majestic magic mist suddenly spurted out, sweeping towards Qin Fengming who was running around the tall mist body.

"Hahaha... I realized it was already too late."

As the more majestic magic mist covered the world, a very happy laughter resounded throughout the world.

The violent and extremely negative magic mist did not hinder the transmission of this message at all.

As these words rang out, a group of icy cold breath suddenly seemed to pour into the thick demonic mist that had covered thousands of feet in radius, freezing the violently rolling and swelling demonic mist.

The surge of mist slowly slowed down, and finally became as calm as pool water.

"You actually placed a large number of imprisoning spiritual patterns in my mist!" The mist calmed down, and the low roar of the Demon Martinger came out.

"This demonic energy is extremely suppressive. If Qin is enveloped by this aura without checking, it will be difficult for Qin to overcome it in a short time. However, since Qin has been given time, this restriction is not enough to restrain Qin. Now Qin I will destroy your demonic body."

Qin Fengming didn't seem anxious. When the words came out calmly, a thick black mist suddenly emerged from Qin Fengming's body. The mist spurted and collided with the tall body.

The mist fills the air, and even in the majestic magic mist, it is not blocked by the magic mist.

"Hmph, no wonder you were not suppressed by my mist. It turns out that you are a person who is proficient in rune patterns." A rumble of cold snort suddenly came from the mist. Although he was a little shocked, he obviously didn't take it to heart.

At this time, the demonic mist activated by the Holy Demon Martingale was filled with a large number of spiritual patterns sacrificed by Qin Fengming. The magic mist was no longer under the control of the Holy Demonic Martingale.

It is also the Holy Lord Mo Yang who is careless. He never imagined that the peak Xuan level monk he was fighting against at this moment was actually a being that even Mahayana might not be able to compare with him in terms of rune patterns.

Amidst the cold snorts, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded, and a terrifying beast covered in scales suddenly appeared in the monstrous demonic mist surrounding the Holy Lord Demon Martingale.

This was a ferocious beast that horrified Qin Fengming, but the ferocious beast had eight pairs of thick feet.

There are sharp animal claws on each foot, which travel in the void, passing through the feet, leaving behind shocking cracks in the void.

As soon as the ferocious beast appeared, Qin Fengming's back was suddenly covered with ice. However, the scales all over the body of the ferocious beast suddenly made Qin Fengming feel that it was difficult to break his defense.

His eyes widened, and a soft whistle suddenly sounded from Qin Fengming's mouth.

When the whistling sound started, it didn't make much waves, but suddenly it suddenly rose into the sky, like huge waves, suddenly sweeping towards the tall mist body and the ferocious beasts that were flying towards it.

The sound wave rolled over, and the huge soul energy suddenly wrapped around the tall fog body and the beast's body.

Suddenly, he was still turning his body, waving his arms to slap and shoot Qin Fengming's tall foggy body, and suddenly stopped waving his arms; and the terrifying unknown beast that flew towards him suddenly roared and stopped, and his body paused. In mid-air.

At this time, Qin Fengming's magical power of stepping on the mountain seal and the divine soul sound wave may not be able to control a Mahayana, but they are still very effective in restraining the fog body formed by the condensed magic mist, as well as the ferocious beast whose specific name is unknown. .

Qin Fengming was unable to stop when the sound wave was performing meritorious deeds. The magic formula was activated, and two huge, solid feet that were dozens of feet wide and thick suddenly appeared in mid-air.

One fell towards the tall fog body, and the other stepped towards the ferocious beast.

There was a loud bang, and the tall mist body collapsed directly under the giant feet. But the ferocious beast suddenly withstood the terrifying pressure of the huge mountain foot with a terrifying howl.

"Junior really has some tricks up his sleeve to be able to activate such a powerful attack. But it still falls short of my shadow body." As the tall mist body collapsed, the words of Holy Lord Demon Marting rang out again.