Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The figure appeared, and Holy Lord Yingyue stopped a hundred feet away with an extremely ugly expression.

The eyes of Holy Lord Tierpo and Holy Lord Qingkui all flashed with strange light. Looking at the female cultivator who appeared, there were expressions of surprise and disbelief on their faces.

At this time, the female cultivator's white clothes were stained with drops of blood on two places, one on her left arm and one on her left abdomen. The blood was flowing, and it looked like two bright red flowers were inlaid on the snow-white dress.

The four of them never expected that Qin Fengming, who was only in the realm of Xuanjie, would not only not be killed by a Tenth Palace Master, but would instead injure a Tenth Palace Master.

"Your body is actually so powerful. Even one of my Shuo Yue Slashes failed to cut you in half on the spot. I really underestimate you." Holy Lord Ying Yue's eyes flashed sharply and he said coldly.

At this time, the female cultivator's heart was not as calm as her expression.

With her full strength and deliberate and coherent attacks, she simply did not believe that a cultivator at the top of the Xuan level could escape her deadly attacks.

When Holy Lord Yingyue came, Qin Fengming would definitely shatter the sea of ​​pills under her blow, and her mysterious soul would be captured by her.

Not to mention a peak Xuan-level monk, even a Mahayana man, under the cover of her combination of attacks, even if he is protected by magic weapons, he will definitely be cut into pieces and seriously injured.

In the shroud of her cold moon silver light, the monk's spiritual consciousness is blocked, his body movements will be greatly hindered, and even the powerful Mahayana strength will be reduced a lot.

She fought countless battles and lost countless powerful beings in her attacks.

However, when Qin Fengming supported the female cultivator with a New Moon Slash, Holy Lord Yingyue was almost killed on the spot by Qin Fengming's Sky-Splitting Dragon Fingerprint.

It has to be said that Holy Lord Yingyue is powerful and unpredictable. When she was relaxed physically and mentally, with almost no defensive mentality, and only a dozen feet away from the two sides, Qin Fengming suddenly attacked, and Holy Lord Yingyue just killed her in the lightning. The two most dangerous areas of the body were avoided, but only two insignificant places were injured.

Qin Fengming's figure appeared on the spot, and when he stepped out, a cloud of mist suddenly filled his body, obscuring his figure.

At this moment, Qin Fengming also had a scar on his waist and abdomen. The skin was turned out and penetrated into the flesh. It looked much more horrifying than the injuries suffered by Holy Lord Yingyue.

"Looking down? Then let me look down upon you again."

The mist surged up, and Qin Fengming uttered a cold word.

He suppressed the aura in his body forcefully and tried his best to show his power at the peak of Xuan level.

"You don't have a physical body to rely on, how can you make waves?" The female cultivator smiled coldly, her whole body momentum surged, and the injuries to her arms and left abdomen immediately recovered as before.

The blue and silver light reappeared, and a clanging sound of sword blades suddenly sounded on the spot. The power fluctuations did not spread, but an icy aura that froze the world suddenly surged out, and the hurricane around him instantly became weaker.

"Holy Lord Yingyue, please stop!"

A low and cold voice sounded, and a gust of wind swept across the scene. A surge of turbulent waves suddenly hit Qin Fengming and Yingyue Holy Master, and a dangerous aura filled the air.

Qin Fengming's heart sank. This sudden aura was extremely terrifying. It seemed to contain a terrifying beast. As long as he made any movement, it would instantly reveal its ferocious fangs and devour him.

Qin Fengming stopped and did not take action again.

Of course, he didn't really want to fight Holy Lord Yingyue.

He believed that even if the magic power in his body was integrated with the energy of the underworld, and his realm had already surpassed that of a peak Xuan-level monk, it would be impossible for him to really be able to fight head-on with a master of the Tenth Hall.

Although Qin Fengming thought he was invincible, he was not without a chance of winning.

This is a place full of dragon bones, with runes and arcs hidden everywhere. In addition, the heaven and earth here will soon have the aura to suppress the magic energy in the monks' bodies. Qin Fengming really will not be afraid of these few people at this moment.

"Thank you Holy Lord Yingyue for your mercy. This time Qin Danjun entered a foreign land and risked his death to collect the fixed astrolabe, which is tantamount to a heaven-defying benefit for us. In the absence of definite evidence to prove that Qin Danjun has obtained the mantle of Xiaoyou, no one can Don’t take action against Lord Qin Dan again.”

Holy Lord Qingkui flashed and appeared not far away from Qin Fengming. He cupped his fists at the female cultivator and said.

In the opinion of Holy Lord Qingkui, Holy Lord Yingyue must have heard what he just said and had some reservations, which allowed Qin Fengming to take advantage. If the female cultivator attacks with all her strength, Qin Fengming, who is at the peak of the Xuan Rank, will not be able to resist.

Holy Lord Yingyue's eyes were gloomy, but she just snorted coldly and said nothing more.

With the intervention of Holy Lord Tilpo and Holy Lord Qingkui, it was impossible for Holy Lord Yingyue to attack Qin Fengming, otherwise he would have to fight head-on with the two top Mahayana.

"Qin Danjun, don't blame Holy Master Yingyue for acting violently. In fact, Senior Xiaoyou's matter is too important. In order not to cause trouble to Danjun in the future, Danjun still has to integrate the memory fragments into the backwater to prove his innocence."

Holy Lord Tierpo turned to face Qin Fengming and said.

The words he said were polite, but they clearly contained the meaning of no need to refuse.

"Qin acted with no regrets. Just now Qin would agree to the Holy Lord's proposal, but not now. If the seniors want to force Qin, then Qin can only send the astrolabe into the space channel, and you can enter that space by yourselves. In a dark space, let’s examine the words on the sarcophagus and the collapsed Xumi Cave treasure.”

Qin Fengming looked at Holy Lord Tierpo and suddenly said firmly.

He was not far away from Holy Lord Tierpo, only thirty or forty feet away, but the words he spoke at this moment were sonorous and full of powerful confidence.

"Junior is seeking death, do you think I can't keep you here?" Holy Lord Yingyue said coldly.

She had not had a good impression of Qin Fengming for a long time, and she had lost face in front of Qin Fengming just now. She was filled with hatred and madness in her heart. After hearing this, her anger surged up.

Saint Qingkui was even closer to Qin Fengming, only a dozen feet away. Hearing Qin Fengming's words, his expression did not change at all. He clasped his hands behind his back and looked at peace.

Holy Lord Yingyue spoke, Qin Fengming said nothing, but his body suddenly became illusory, leaving a shadow in the roar of the hurricane, and instantly appeared a hundred feet away.

The Xuantian Micro Step performed by Qin Fengming made Holy Master Yingyue finally change his expression.

The same is true for the other four people. The rapid body technique that Qin Fengming performed instantly contained great spatial energy, and the mysterious speed of the escape technique was enough to compete with the five people present. Even if a few people thought that they were using their full strength, The speed is definitely faster than Qin Fengming's, but it can no longer be ignored.

This place is not far from the space crack. It can be said that Qin Fengming has the absolute strength to reach that place before they intercept it and send the astrolabe into the space crack.

Holy Lord Yingyue was speechless, with anger flowing through his embroidered eyes, but also a look of helplessness.

"Qin Danjun, please don't do this. Everything can be discussed." Holy Lord Tierpo said, his tone slightly urgent, but he did not move forward to intercept.

"Qingmou believes that Lord Dan has not obtained the mantle of Xiaoyou. Qingmou swears that Lord Qin Dan is safe here and no one can try to capture or kill Lord Dan." Holy Lord Qingkui spoke with a sonorous tone, giving his assurance.

Although Holy Lord Qingkui is unruly and has many conquests, he always does what he says. His solemn words at this time were enough to show that he would fully protect Qin Fengming.

Whether it is to determine the horoscope or to ask Qin Fengming for alchemy, the three people in the real demon world must stand by Qin Fengming.

Holy Lord Yingyue looked coldly and said no more. The situation in front of her was completely out of her control, and no more words would be of any use.

The eyes of Holy Lord Tierpo flashed. Although his expression became colder, he also clearly felt that he was in trouble.

The young monk at the pinnacle of the Xuan level in front of him was obviously not easy to control. Dare to go deep into the Land of the Fallen Dragon, which already speaks volumes.

"Senior Tierpo, it's not because I'm disrespectful, I don't know how high the sky is, but I don't want to do anything that I'm not sure about. I can ask the juniors to hand over the memory fragments, but I have a condition, that is, all the seniors agree to swear an oath, and in the place where the dragon fell, You cannot take action against the junior. It will be a different matter after you leave here. And the senior’s alms bowl and the backwater in it must be given to the junior.”

The scene was speechless for a moment, but Qin Fengming's words rang out a moment later.

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