Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The fixed astrolabe contains secrets. At this time, Han Xufeng and others could not help but not believe what Saint Qingkui said. If they get the fixed astrolabe, they will naturally have many benefits, but they may not be able to truly drive the fixed astrolabe.

In addition, even if they don't give up at this moment, the chance of winning with the strength of the seven of them is not high.

The two sides had fought just now, and the physical body of the demon monk was beyond imagination.

Even if you hit the opponent with a hard object, the banging sound will be like touching solid iron, and you will not be able to cause serious damage to the opponent. And being hit by the opponent, the severe pain is really unbearable.

Holy Lord Qingkui never took action, and each of the seven demons fought alone.

In such a situation, it is impossible to compete head-on with the other party. They couldn't stay, but they just wanted to tie each other up and fight to the death. No one could get the idea of ​​​​fixing the astrolabe.

Knowing the secret of the fixed astrolabe, the seven Han Xufeng people had to make the most advantageous decision. Being able to ascend to the upper realm is undoubtedly the wisest choice for Mahayana.

"Everyone's decision is beneficial to both you and me. As long as we can get the fixed astrolabe, the problem that troubles monks from the Three Realms who cannot ascend to the Miluo Realm will be solved. This is a matter of great kindness. Let's discuss how to board this place. Mountain peaks, get the fixed astrolabe.”

Saint Qingkui looked up at the huge mountain and spoke calmly. It seemed that they didn't care at all whether Han Xufeng and the others would agree.

Who is he? He once fought with the most physically powerful Ghost Killer Saint among the three realms. When his bodies collided, he was only slightly at a disadvantage. Facing the people in the real ghost realm, he didn't pay attention at all.

The tall mountain peak in front of him really made Saint Qingkui have to be cautious.

"Qin Danjun, the thing in your hand can actually fluoresce here. Can it resist the arc attack of those spiritual patterns?" The old man who had mentioned the thing in Qin Fengming's hand looked at Qin Fengming and said again.

"What, fellow Taoist, do you want to rob Qin?" Seeing the old man's calm expression, as if there was nothing unusual, he slowly approached, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said coldly.

"Saint Ancestor Feiwen, what are you going to do?" Fang Yi asked and shouted coldly.

"Hahaha... It's nothing. Don't worry about it. Ni and Qin Danjun should be old acquaintances. I just want to chat with him for a few words." The old man laughed, his tone was calm, and he continued to approach Qin Fengming without stopping. .

Suddenly I heard Fang Yi's words and heard the old man talking to himself,

Qin Fengming's mind suddenly shook.

"Are you Ni Feiwen?" Qin Fengming's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked questions.

"Do you know me?" The old man stepped forward, with a slight surprise on his face. As he spoke, he had already stopped ten feet in front of Qin Fengming.

"So you are Ni Feiwen. You must already know who Qin is, right?" Qin Fengming looked at the old man with serious eyes, but his voice was low.

"You actually know my identity. It seems that my perception is correct. You have indeed seen my split soul. Do you still carry that corpse with you?" The old man fixed his eyes on Qin Fengming. He no longer moved forward, but his expression changed. Suddenly it became cold and cold.

His voice was also low-pitched, deliberately suppressed, not wanting others to hear it.

"Of course, do you still want to go back?" Qin Fengming stood still, showing no signs of abnormality.

At this moment, Qin Fengming already knew who the old man in front of him was. It was the essence of the second soul that he encountered in the secret realm of Huangquan Palace in the lower realm.

The skeleton Ni Feiwen mentioned was naturally the Nirvana Taoist body that had been fused by Qin Daoxi at this moment.

But Qin Fengming didn't know whether Ni Feiwen knew that the corpse was a Nirvana Taoist body.

"Young man dared to kill my split soul. Do you still want to live now?" The old man had a sinister look on his face and whispered in a voice that only Qin Fengming could hear.

Divine consciousness cannot be released here, and the old man's back is turned to everyone, which is a good way to hide the two people's current state.

"Why haven't you gone down to the ghost world to look for your second soul in these years?" Qin Fengming's thoughts flashed in his mind, and he asked questions in his mouth.

He didn't speak loudly, and he deliberately didn't want others to hear the conversation between the two of them.

"I really want to return to the lower realm, but the cost is too high, so I have never made the trip. When I feel that I can no longer survive the tribulation, I will go to the ghost realm and retrieve my soul. Then I can naturally let him practice cultivation again to survive. . Unexpectedly, I was killed by you. Seeing that you and I are both low-level monks, now if you hand over the body obediently, I will spare your life, otherwise I will kill you here now. You don’t want to have any He thought, in such a close situation, your life is in my hands, and there is no way others can save you."

Ni Feiwen's face was cold and his eyes were fixed on Qin Fengming.

No wonder Ni Feiwen's cultivation has already reached the Mahayana realm, and he has never gone down to the ghost world to find his second soul. It turns out that he actually had this idea, planning to let his second soul live out his second soul when he was unable to withstand the catastrophe. World.

But now there is no possibility, his second soul has been killed, and the Nirvana Taoist body he prepared has become Qin Daoxi's physical body.

"Do you know the origin of that corpse?" Qin Fengming was a little heartbroken that he asked this question at this moment.

"That corpse is very extraordinary. If you hand it over now, I will spare your life for the time being, otherwise you will die here immediately." Ni Feiwen looked fierce and shouted coldly in a low voice.

"It's impossible for you to get that body again in this life. Do you want to take action against Qin?" Qin Fengming suddenly smiled. At this moment, Ni Feiwen didn't seem to understand the origin of the body.

"If you are looking for death, then Ni will grant your wish. At such a distance, others can't save you at all." Ni Feiwen's eyes were stern and he roared in a low voice. His voice was not high, but it was full of cold and ferocious meaning.

As soon as he finished speaking, a phantom suddenly appeared. It was extremely fast, and in a strange flash, it had already appeared on Qin Fengming's side. His physical body is so powerful, and he has rapid physical body skills.

An arm was like a flash of lightning, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Qin Fengming's neck. Before his palm even touched, Qin Fengming felt a sharp aura approaching.

"Ni Feiwen, what are you doing?"

"Junior is looking for death, stop it!"

Two shouts sounded at the same time, and four figures moved quickly, running towards Qin Fengming's location. There are two ghosts and two demons each: Fang Yi, Ancestor Bingji, Hegu and Xingbu.

Qin Fengming was standing one or two hundred feet away from both sides. He couldn't fly away, and the distance of more than a hundred feet was not considered close.

At first, everyone did not pay attention to the two of them. The two were chatting in low voices, thinking that the two were really related, so they focused their attention on the tall mountain peaks.

At this moment, the two monks realized that something was wrong and it was obviously too late to start again.

"boom!"

"Ah!~~"

Following an ear-splitting bang, a shrill howl suddenly sounded in the empty world.

Blood light suddenly burst out, and a figure was suddenly thrown into the air like a paper kite, drawing a trajectory in the air and hitting the stone wall of a mountain in the distance like a knife.

"Bang!" There was a bang again, and the figure directly hit the mountain wall. The body fell from the stone wall and fell towards the stone ground below.

"Stab!" Suddenly a stabbing sound sounded, and two green arcs of light suddenly shot out from the stone wall. With a hissing sound, they directly penetrated into the body of the falling monk.

Ni Feiwen didn't launch any attack, but was already hit by a ball of purple light and flew up.

The hard object like ebony that he had been holding tightly in his hand also had no time to wave it to resist this time, as if he was sluggish and had no ability to resist.

There was no scream, but a group of ghostly green flames steamed, submerging Ni Feiwen's body in it.

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