Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The entire body of the fixed astrolabe shimmered with purple light, but the light flashed and disappeared out of thin air in front of everyone. When it appeared again, it was already dozens of miles away.

At this moment, there are dozens of Mahayana warriors attacking each other within a radius of a hundred miles. There are roars and bangs, magic weapons are flying, and the ocean-like energy is raging in the sky and the earth, like a tsunami, like mountains colliding.

In such a chaotic airspace, the fixed astrolabe can hide in the void and escape far away without being affected. It has to be said that it is powerful beyond words.

The fixed astrolabe did not disappear completely, nor did it pass through the void and enter the virtual realm, which made Saint Qingkui feel relieved. He knew that it was not yet time for the fixed astrolabe to completely escape.

Instead of attacking Han Xufeng and the others, he dodged and chased towards the fixed astrolabe in the distance.

Along the way, several mournful howls rang out immediately.

At this time, Holy Lord Qingkui was no longer calm in his heart. He has been plotting to fix the astrolabe for a thousand or two thousand years. If he is allowed to escape, he will become furious and go crazy, killing all the monks in the real ghost world here.

The sound waves of bells and bells spread out in all directions, like extremely sharp cutting edges. Regardless of whether they are monks from the real ghost world or Mahayana from the real demon world, as long as they do not dodge, they will be attacked indiscriminately.

Everyone in the real demon world knew the temperament of Holy Lord Qingkui, so they naturally dodged away quickly when Holy Lord Qingkui shouted.

But the great powers of the real ghost world did not realize it and took action to stop him one after another. However, the moment a phantom shot out, everyone was immediately plunged into a dangerous situation. Anyone who stood in the way was physically damaged, and almost no one was spared.

As he flew away, bells rang loudly, palm prints flew, and an uninhabited passage hundreds of feet wide suddenly appeared on the battlefield. An illusory figure wrapped in a monstrous energy aura moved forward rapidly, like a shooting star, unstoppable. In just a few breaths, he was close to the fixed astrolabe.

The Sky-shaking Bell was newly refined by Saint Qingkui, and incorporated several powerful spiritual patterns, as well as several heaven-defying divine materials that have become extinct in the Three Realms. When fully mobilized, it can fight against the top-ranked Chaos Spiritual Treasures.

"Work together and kill Qing Kui!"

The crowd was only slightly confused, and then shouts echoed throughout the place.

However, just as everyone in the real ghost world stepped forward one after another, about to take action to kill Saint Qingkui, the fixed astrolabe suddenly shone with purple light again, and disappeared on the spot again.

Only this time, the purple light did not reach far, but appeared in the restriction placed by the demon monks.

Everyone was surprised,

They didn't care to attack Holy Lord Qingkui anymore, but stepped forward one after another and flew towards the fixed astrolabe. Everyone was looking at nothing else at the moment, only the disc that was only two feet in size.

As long as they can get the disk, they have the possibility of ascending to the upper world. There will be untold benefits to be gained.

In order to keep the fixed astrolabe in their respective interfaces, the ghosts and demons will naturally try their best to fight for it.

However, Yuanpan only stagnated for two breaths in the restriction. Before Holy Lord Qingkui and Han Xufeng could get close to perform the spell, the buzzing sound sounded again and he escaped from the restriction.

It cannot be said that the blockade and restriction arranged by everyone are ineffective, but the effect is too weak to block the fixed astrolabe contained in the power of space.

For a moment, all the monks were no longer silent and chased after the disc that turned into a ribbon of purple light and escaped.

This is the place where the dragon fell. It is dangerous and terrifying. No one wants to chase the fixed astrolabe and escape in the dangerous place. Being able to stop it was everyone's only idea.

"Stop the fixed astrolabe. As long as you work together to protect Zhan Cha Shi, I can capture him. As long as you complete this matter, you will be completely free from now on. We don't owe each other anything. If anyone is lucky and neglects, it will be useless. , don’t blame me for being cruel.”

A cold word sounded on the spot, and a strange and inexplicable aura suddenly swept over all the monks in black clothes present.

There are more than 20 Mahayana monks among these monks, and the rest are at the late stage and peak of Xuan level.

Hearing the words of Saint Qingkui, everyone's eyes flashed with hunting fervor. They are all controlled by Saint Qingkui and other demons. If they can get rid of them, everyone will naturally want them.

They did not doubt what Holy Venerable Qingkui said. Although Holy Venerable Qingkui was ruthless and easy to kill, he always kept his word and would do whatever he said.

It is precisely because of this that Saint Qingkui has made many enemies in the real demon world, and has many friends of life and death.

The mysterious monks in black swayed their bodies one after another and immediately formed several combined attack formations to block the Mahayana of the real ghost world that was flying toward them. The Mahayana in black are looking for their own goals, and the struggle emerges again.

This time, all the monks who came here joined the fight, and the area was out of the restricted area.

In an instant, monks were fighting for hundreds of miles around. The sky roared, the wind roared, and the mountain peaks collapsed. The world seemed to be turned upside down.

However, this time the battle obviously lacked the smell of gunpowder. The power of the attack seemed earth-shattering and the powerful wind was raging. However, in many battles, both parties only used their secret skills from a distance, without much intention of fighting to the death.

Of course, everyone is not stupid. They know that the real battle at this moment is between Saint Qingkui and Han Xufeng who collect the fixed astrolabe. As long as both parties intercept the other monks, the mission will be completed.

The purple light flew among the mountains, no longer hiding in the void, but drew a bright purple light band in the air, like a long purple dragon swaying, flashing in the valley between the peaks.

Hao Banyun joined Han Xufeng and Fang Yi, and the three of them joined forces and chased after them.

Except for the four people, those who were interested in the fight also stopped their hands and followed quickly. However, there were not many people, and they kept fighting with each other.

Saint Qingkui had no expression on his face and allowed Han Xufeng and the others to follow closely without stopping to attack them.

Suddenly, Holy Lord Qingkui, who was chasing after the astrolabe and was about to catch up with the fixed astrolabe, suddenly stopped, looked solemnly at the place in front of him, and stood motionless for a moment.

The expressions of Han Xufeng and the other three people suddenly changed, and they all stopped.

Ahead was a vast, hairless land, filled with bare black rocks. The sky was dim, not even a blade of grass could be seen, and there seemed to be no trace of life.

The disk flew away and suddenly stopped in a valley, no longer moving.

"It's weird here. I can't detect it with my spiritual sense. Do you feel like you're having heart palpitations?" Hao Banyun said with a solemn expression and his heart pounding.

As soon as they stopped, several people felt a cold feeling all over their bodies. It was not the freezing temperature of the environment here, but the feeling of the world in the distance.

The world in the distance is completely different from the surroundings. It seems that there is a very obvious dividing line that separates the two locations. On one side, there are towering ancient trees, lush vegetation, and full of vitality; on the other side, the mountains are broken, the sky and the earth are dim, desolate, and without any green.

"Look at the mountains in the distance, they are very strange!" Fang Yi opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance.

In the far distance ahead, there are mountain peaks lying on the ground, some are tall and majestic, and some stand like blades. The mountain peaks are continuous, forming a criss-crossing chain of mountains.

"Is this really the place where the dragon fell? Look at the mountains in the distance, they look like huge dragon bones." Hao Banyun's eyes suddenly became shocked and he said in shock.

Not only him, but the ghost and demon monks who came to a halt one after another at this moment also saw the shape of the mountain peak in the distance.

When did the name "Land of the Fallen Dragon" come from? No one, not even the monks in the real ghost world, knew specifically. However, the origin of this place is indeed recorded in classics, which is that this place is the place where a giant dragon died.

However, there is no exact record in the existing classics.

Now the strange world appeared in the distance, and everyone suddenly thought of the origin of the "Land of the Falling Dragon".

"Why didn't the fixed astrolabe stop flying away? Could it be that it was imprisoned there?" Everyone was surprised for a moment, and soon someone focused their attention on the disc again.

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