Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

There was no sound of wind, but dark red mist filled the air at an extremely fast speed. When the ghosts and demonic monks were suddenly attacked by arcs of light shooting out of the mountain wall, the mist also filled the surroundings of everyone strangely.

The dark red mist carried an aura of extreme coldness and heat, wrapping around everyone. The body-protecting spiritual light was useless and was directly passed through, acting on the physical body.

In an instant, everyone seemed to feel that dense cold and hot silk blades were constantly cutting, and dense cries of panic resounded throughout the world. They were the sounds of monks from the ghost world who had not practiced body-training techniques.

"This mist contains murderous intent. It cannot be resisted with magical power. It can only be resisted with the help of physical strength. Those who are not physically strong should retreat quickly and stay away from this area!" Han Xufeng shouted, telling everyone to retreat.

As he spoke, his body moved forward instead of retreating, running towards the position of the astrolabe just now.

He has a layer of black leather armor all over his body, and at this moment, there is a dense clanking sound. It is obvious that this is a leather armor made from the skin of a powerful monster beast, which can weaken the power of the silk blade cutting attack in the mist.

In addition to Han Xufeng, there were more than a dozen Mahayana from the ghost world who also followed closely due to their physical toughness.

Everyone in the real demon world is a demon, and their bodies are inherently powerful and terrifying, far superior to everyone in the real ghost world. More than a dozen men in black retreated quickly, but most of the demons did not leave.

"This mist is weird. The mana and soul energy in my body are being consumed rapidly. Can't I activate it with all my strength?" Suddenly, a cry full of fear suddenly sounded in the dark red mist.

As soon as he started speaking, everyone else also screamed in surprise, and the words had the same meaning.

In an instant, more than twenty monks turned around and rushed away from the area.

Without mana and soul energy to bless one's body, it would be extremely fatal to the monks. Especially for everyone in the real ghost world, the previous events in the Danhuang Pavilion were still fresh in their minds, and they felt something was wrong. Their first reaction was to stay away from this strange mist.

"Stab!~Stab~"

As everyone was running rapidly, arcs of light flew out from the tall mountain walls, slashing towards the figures who were no longer able to use their full power to use their magic energy to sacrifice their magic weapons.

Suddenly, screams of agony came and went, and blood splashed in the surging mist.

In the mist that is constantly cutting with sharp silk blades, Mahayana without the blessing of magic power is simply unable to deal with the terrifying spiritual pattern arc attacks that can kill Mahayana's physical body.

When the fog sweeps in,

The only mist emitting from the peak of Xuanjie appeared again.

This time, he did not send out precious materials, but appeared directly beside a Mahayana monk who was running rapidly, and seemed to be flying out of the area with that person.

Suddenly, two spiritual arcs suddenly appeared, attacking the Mahayana who was running rapidly. At the same time, two illusory and slender attacks carrying an icy aura also appeared, attacking the Mahayana monk's belly Danhai.

The attack was extremely fast, just a flash, and then touched the body of the Mahayana monk.

"Poof!" Just as the monk was using all his defense means to resist the two spiritual arcs, two slender attacks penetrated the monk's body.

At the same time, a red short blade suddenly appeared on the monk's neck like a slender red lightning bolt.

The stream of light passed by, and a terrifying scar immediately appeared on the monk's neck, almost decapitating his head.

"Is it you? You didn't die!" A horrified and unbelievable voice suddenly sounded in the mist sweeping across the sky.

The monk had powerful treasures to protect him. Unfortunately, the two treasures that could protect himself independently were resisting the sudden spiritual arc attack, and his belly was completely exposed under the attack of two slender fingerprints.

Two slender attacks penetrated directly through the monk's belly and shattered his Danhai.

The sea of ​​​​dan was shattered, but the mysterious soul of the Mahayana still escaped at the critical moment and appeared in the dark red mist sweeping the sky.

"You realize now that it's already too late." There was a sound of sneers, and a ball of sword lotus several feet long appeared, sweeping past and involving the ball of mysterious souls.

At the same time, an arc of light suddenly appeared not far away, like a lightning bolt, directly immersed in the rapidly cutting sword lotus.

There was a roar, and the powerful sword lotus suddenly collapsed and turned into fluorescent light and dissipated on the spot, disappearing together with the mysterious soul spirit body.

A figure quickly dodged away from this tall mountain peak.

He casually threw the body into the space of Xumi Cave and fed the spirit beasts. Qin Fengming appeared in the dark red mist, and murmured without any ripples on his face: "Now we finally kill the three people who took action. Yes. It’s really not an easy task.”

At this moment, Qin Fengming was holding a nearly two-foot-long purple-red skeleton with green and fluorescent lights. In his right hand, he held a red and blue long sword that flashed with colorful rays of light. A red short sword flashed and danced around his body, revealing a... Looks like he's fully armed.

He previously used two precious objects to lure him, and then used his Boo and Nightmare magical powers to trap and kill two Mahayana who had sneaked up on him. After searching for a long time, he finally found the third Mahayana.

Fortunately, the monks in this environment cannot release their spiritual consciousness and cannot fly away, and powerful and terrifying spiritual arcs suddenly appear from time to time to attack and kill, allowing all the monks to focus on themselves. His appearance in this area did not attract too much attention from others.

"Now that this fog is blocking us, I'm going to fight to see the fixed astrolabe! It would be even better if I could find the Ice Sting Ancestor and kill him by the way."

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, feeling the dark red mist sweep across, and he muttered to himself.

Ever since he learned the secrets of the Youshen Realm, Qin Fengming was convinced that the grudge between him and the Ice Sting Ancestor could not be resolved, and they could only fight to the death, and one party would be completely wiped out.

Among the monks who entered the Land of the Fallen Dragon, there must be some hidden people who wanted to do evil to him, but Qin Fengming didn't know it, so he could only be careful and look for them slowly.

Looking at the dark red mist covering the sky and sun all around, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile on his face.

At this moment, he could feel the mana and soul energy in his body being suppressed. This kind of suppression is not poisonous erosion, but a kind of aura that is comparable to the power of law, which makes him unable to use mana and soul energy. It is obviously different from the poisonous erosion of Poria and Coix.

The feeling was accurate, and Qin Fengming felt relieved.

After the mana and soul energy in the body are completely suppressed, the magic weapon here will not be able to activate to resist the sudden spiritual arc attack, which will be extremely fatal to the monks who enter here.

But at this moment, Qin Fengming was very happy about those spiritual arcs, because the purple-red bone in his arms could attract and resist the spiritual arcs.

This purple-red bone, which is nearly two feet long, is the dragon bone of Qin Fengming's Mahayana dragon that contains complete innate spiritual patterns.

The dragon bone is so hard that even the Chaos Spiritual Treasure can withstand it.

When Qin Fengming saw the first spiritual arc attack appearing before, he thought of using this dragon bone to resist it. Without him, because the activating magic weapon fluctuates too much, the dragon bone itself does not emit much energy. As long as it is a few feet away, there is almost no breath.

Divine consciousness cannot be released to detect here, and others cannot sense what is in his hands.

Qin Fengming did not expect that an arc of light would come to him and be directly resisted and absorbed by the keel.

This surprised Qin Fengming, but he was soon relieved. This keel is the skeleton of the Holy Spirit Heavenly Dragon, which contains complete innate spiritual patterns.

And the tall peaks here may be the burial place of ancient dragons. The two have a blood relationship, and the arc of the spiritual pattern here is not a complete innate spiritual pattern. It is not surprising at all that it is easily attracted and absorbed by Tianlong's complete innate spiritual pattern.

Qin Fengming didn't know what benefits the dragon bones would have from absorbing those spiritual arcs, but he was very much looking forward to it.

Putting away the Liuying Sword and the Xuanwei Qingying Sword, Qin Fengming's figure flashed and submerged into the dark red mist.

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