Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Since He Xuan followed Qin Fengming, he rarely ventured into the world of immortality on his own. This definitely does not mean that He Xuan is an inexperienced person.

Before he followed Qin Fengming, he had rich experiences. Before he entered the Wind Demon Tower, he had been wandering in the world of immortality for countless years. In the Wind Demon Tower, his mind was even more tempered.

At this time, He Xuan was guarding several real demon monks, and naturally he would not take anything lightly.

When he just left the mountain, he had already secretly used magic to mix the energy of the ghost-killing spirit into the mist and hide it in the rocks.

The energy of the ghost-killing spirit is a terrifying toxin that is very intrusive to the souls of the sea of ​​consciousness. Even Mahayana people generally do not dare to let this poisonous energy easily contaminate their bodies.

With this kind of poisonous mist, monks can't collect sacrifices at all, let alone develop their own secret magic powers.

But Hexuan cultivated the ghost-killing energy that the monk was talking about into a secret technique of his own, which left Qin Fengming speechless.

The aura of the slaying ghost spirit spreads around, but does not appear under He Xuan's control.

At this moment, he was suddenly attacked by five people. How could He Xuan hold back? The Silver Prison Technique inspired his bodyguards and at the same time activated the aura of the ghost-killing ghosts scattered on the mountain.

The howling of the violent wind stopped, and the energy fluctuations dissipated, revealing He Xuan who was still sitting on the mountain.

He Xuan was wrapped in silver scales. Although there were marks on the scales, they obviously did not hurt his body. In the flash of silver light, the marks disappeared instantly.

Looking at the five real ghost monks who were lying on the ground at this moment, He Xuan's eyes were cold.

Two of the five True Ghost Realm monks were penetrated by sharp blades, injuring Dan Hai. The other three people were also covered in blood. Although they were not fatally injured, they were unable to resist Hexuan's deliberate Silver Prison Art attack, which had already been launched at full power, and injured their bodies.

It wasn't that the five real ghost monks were too weak, but that He Xuan was ahead of the enemy and had deployed terrifying methods in advance.

Not to mention the five early Xuan-level monks, even the peak Xuan-level monks were suddenly invaded by the Yin-killing ghost spirit's energy. Even if the power of the Yin-slaying ghost spirit's energy was greatly reduced, they would lose their resistance in an instant and be attacked.

The corrosive power of the ghost-killing spirit's energy is truly terrifying and indescribable. It penetrates directly into the sea of ​​consciousness of the monks. If there is no physical magic weapon to resist it, the body-protecting spiritual light will be of no help at all and it will be difficult to stop it in the slightest.

"The Danhai has been shattered,

It's useless to keep it. "He Xuan waved his hand and took the two Danhai Shattering monks closer. He took a look and said coldly.

After speaking the words, he waved his hand to kill the two of them completely.

Seeing He Xuan kill two people without any hesitation, the complexions of the remaining three real ghost monks instantly turned sallow, their eyes were frightened, and their whole bodies were trembling.

It's not because of fear, but because the three of them are currently being ravaged by unspeakable corrosive power.

"Do you three want to die? If you don't want to die, crawl over here and let me remove the toxins from your body." Just when the three of them were persevering and ready to die, He Xuan's cold words rang on the mountain top.

The words were very rude, but to the ears of the three real ghost monks, they sounded like the sound of nature.

At this moment, the pain in the three people's bodies was indescribable, as if the entire body's internal organs were suffering from unbearable rot. The three of them almost wanted to cut open their abdomens to remove the damage inside.

Enduring the unbearable severe pain, the three of them rolled and crawled and scrambled to reach He Xuan.

Hexuan's face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything more and used magic on the three of them. The three of them suddenly felt a sharp pain in their bodies.

The three real ghost monks looked at Hexuan with horrified expressions, with deep fear in their eyes.

After experiencing the attack just now, the three of them regarded He Xuan as a more terrifying existence than Qin Fengming and Fairy Qu Wen. Qin Fengming and Fairy Qu Wen were sharp in their attacks, but they were far less ruthless than the young man in front of them, and their attacks were fatal.

"This is the first time and the last time, please take care of yourself." He Xuan said the words and closed his eyes again.

Although the three real ghost monks were frightened and frightened, they knew that their lives had been saved.

For a while, the mountain peak became quiet again.

Time passed slowly, and soon half a month passed. Qin Fengming and Fairy Qu Wen never showed up. It was not until more than twenty days passed that Qin Fengming and Fairy Qu Wen appeared on the mountain peak together.

As soon as the two of them appeared, they immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, clasped their hands together, and entered seclusion.

The two of them did not have any injuries, but their auras were a little weak, especially their mental state, which was obviously depressed, exhausted, and in extremely poor condition.

Seeing the two people appearing in front of them unscathed, the hearts of the three real ghost monks were beating for a long time.

They couldn't even enter the mist filled with Xuanji Huanshui's aura, but the two of them were able to stay in it for such a long time, and may even have collected Xuanji Huanshui. It is difficult for them to do this alone. Their own strength is too far behind the man and woman in front of them.

"Those two people have been killed by me, and only these three people survived." Seeing Fairy Qin Fengming and Fairy Qu Wen open their eyes one after another, He Xuan said.

Qin Fengming looked at the three real ghost monks coldly, and said coldly: "Since they are looking for death, just kill them."

After the words came out, Qin Fengming no longer paid attention to the three people, but looked at the female monk: "Fairy, Qin has a map slip here. There are several place names on it, but the distance of the path marked on it is a bit exaggerated. Fairy, let's see if we can see it." What's the matter?"

Looking at the jade slip handed over by Qin Fengming, Fairy Qu Wen immediately frowned.

The jade slip that Qin Fengming took out was the jade slip of the map that Qinglin Saint of the True Demon Realm originally drew for him. After hearing Fairy Qu Wen say that monks from all walks of life would travel tens of billions of miles away to explore after being transported into the realm of chaos, Qin Fengming suddenly thought that the map of Saint Qinglin was very different from what the female cultivator said.

"The landforms in this map have all appeared in the scrolls of this palace, and they are not that far apart at all. And the location clearly marked in it seems to be the Reyu Forest, which is the land of evil spirits and evil spirits. You want to go Where do you collect evil spirit and demonic energy?"

Looking at the jade slip, Fairy Qu Wen immediately made a judgment call.

Qin Fengming was shocked. The map handed over by Saint Qinglin was really too rough and not a detailed map at all.

"Well, this map should be a map path drawn by someone who has never entered the Realm of Chaos just by listening to other people's narrations. He must have drawn this map according to the time interval spent by the other person. It's just that he missed the calculation. The speed of flying in the realm of chaos is far less than that of flying in the three realms."

Looking carefully at the map and jade slips, Fairy Qu Wen made another guess.

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately understood what the female cultivator said. It seems that Saint Qinglin searched the soul of one or several monks who had entered the world of chaos, and drew this map jade slip from their memory.

Saint Qinglin did not know the details, so the landform areas described were greatly deviated from each other.

"What the fairy said is true. Qin is going to collect evil spirits and demonic energy. Qin met Saint Qinglin and made an appointment with him to collect evil spirits and devilish energy together. Evil spirits and devilish energy should also be used by fairies. It's useful, why don't we go to the Hot Rain Forest first." Qin Fengming didn't hide anything and immediately told the story about Qinglin Saint.

"It turns out that Lord Dan has an appointment with Holy Lord Qinglin, and I and Qinglin are old acquaintances. He once asked me to refine the elixir. Well, let's find a way to the Reyu Forest first." Fairy Wen said with twinkling eyes.

"Since we can't know what kind of area this is, we can only look for distinctive landforms. Let's choose a direction to go forward, and we can judge the path along the way." Qin Fengming's heart flashed and he said.

"That's fine, let's find the path while walking." Fairy Qu Wen nodded.

A group of six people stood up and flew away into the distance.

A few days later, after encountering the pursuit of more than a dozen ferocious beasts, the tall mountains disappeared from everyone's eyes, and gravel and gravel began to appear in everyone's eyes.

"This area should be a gravel wasteland or a gravel desert. No matter where it is, if we go to the Hot Rain Forest, we should flee to the southeast."

Everyone stopped, Fairy Qu Wen looked around and made a judgment.

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