Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Suddenly hearing Fairy Quwen's words, the old man was shocked and angry, and immediately shouted: "I am so brave, I dare to slander me with dirty words!"

"Hahaha... This young lady is so familiar with Wu. I want to get to know her well. I will make you beg for mercy when I capture you later."

The middle-aged man surnamed Wu was not angry but happy. A burst of weird laughter resounded. His eyes were full of lewdness and evil intent as he patrolled Fairy Qu Wen's body, as if he wanted to peel off the clothes on the female cultivator's body with his eyes.

After hearing the female cultivator's words, Saint Qinglin's face suddenly changed, and hesitation suddenly appeared in his eyes.

However, as he breathed, he looked shocked and exclaimed: "Are you Fairy Qu Wen?"

Fairy Quwen, Holy Lord Qinglin once visited her and asked Fairy Quwen to refine a batch of elixirs. But that time they met, he only saw the dim figure of Fairy Qu Wen through the screen window of the attic. Although there was a conversation, it was only a short conversation.

However, with a monk's memory, even if he just said a word, he can still make an impression.

Fairy Quwen had not spoken before, so she did not let Saint Qinglin pay attention to the female cultivator. In the consciousness of Saint Qinglin, those who are with Qin Fengming should be people in the early or middle stage of the Xuan level. Even those in the late stage of the Xuan level will probably not go with Qin Fengming.

But now that he heard the female cultivator's continuous words, Saint Qinglin suddenly thought of who the female cultivator in front of him was.

"Fairy Quwen? Are you Fairy Quwen from Danyunxuan? How could you be with a junior from the spiritual world?" The old man was startled, with an ugly look on his face.

"It's really ridiculous. Why can't I go with fellow Taoist Qin?" Fairy Qu Wen snorted coldly.

The expressions on the three people's faces were extremely ugly. They never imagined that among the juniors who were searching for the evil spirit with them, there was actually a Mahayana being of the same level who was famous in the real demon world.

The name of Fairy Qu Wen is much louder than the three of them in the real demon world, because among the alchemy monks in the real demon world, Fairy Qu Wen is considered to be the top existence, and she is a very important person in Dan Yunxuan.

The three of them looked at each other, hesitation flashing in their eyes.

However, the hesitation in the eyes of the three people only lasted for a moment. An extremely arrogant laughter suddenly sounded in the mouth of the middle-aged man surnamed Wu: "Hahaha... I didn't expect to meet Fairy Qu here. Now that I have, I don't think you will come either." You will stay out of trouble, and if that’s the case, then you can stay.”

Amid the wild laughter, the middle-aged monk had a ferocious look on his face.

His eyes swept over Fairy Qu Wen, and there seemed to be a burning desire.

Killing people and silencing them, this is what the three real demon world Mahayana think about at this moment.

If Qin Fengming and the four of them didn't know anyone, Saint Qinglin really planned to let Qin Fengming and the four of them leave. When he thought about it, let alone the four of them breaking into the Realm of Chaos, even leaving the Hot Rain Forest from here would be impossible. You have to know how many times they encountered danger when they came in.

If the three of them hadn't tried their best, Qin Fengming and the others wouldn't have been able to get in here.

But now that they knew that a Mahayana was actually traveling with Qin Fengming, they naturally couldn't let the four of them leave and make their scandal public.

Especially the Taotie Qiankun Gui, which cannot be made known to others, as it is a treasure that can cause Mahayana competition.

"You broke the promise first, so there is nothing left to say. Fairy Qu, three Mahayana men, one of them will be handed over to He Xuan and Du Zhan. The other two will be taken over by you and me, I guess, there will be no problem."

Qin Fengming's expression became calm and seemed more relaxed than usual. After speaking, he looked at Fairy Qu Wen with a slight smile.

"Okay, leave the person named Wu to me." Fairy Qu Wen nodded, and a cold look suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

After speaking, he pointed directly at the middle-aged monk, and then he flashed and flew away into the distance.

A strange Jiejie laugh resounded, and the figure of the middle-aged man surnamed Wu appeared out of thin air. A mist emerged, and an afterimage appeared, chasing Fairy Qu Wen.

"Qinglin, this started with you and me, so let's end it with you and me." Qin Fengming also pointed his finger and said lightly.

As his body flashed, he also flew away into the distance.

In an instant, Leng Pheasant, He Xuan, and Du Zhan were left in the valley. The old man's face was gloomy, and he looked at He and Xuan coldly, with a hint of sarcasm emerging from the corner of his mouth.

"Two juniors, you really have the courage to stand here. Do you really think that I am suppressed at the early stage of Xuan level and you can resist? You really don't know whether to live or die. Now I will give you a chance to survive. Obediently restrain your hands and swear a blood oath. I am the master, I can be a bit generous and spare the lives of you two, otherwise you will just wait to be sucked dry of the essence and blood in your body by me."

Seeing He Xuan and Du Zhan separated from each other, forming a pincer attack, Leng Zhi suddenly sneered and said Yin Yin.

"Noisy!" He Xuan shouted, and his whole body suddenly surged with energy. In a cloud of mist, a flag has been thrown out by Hexuan.

As soon as the flag appeared, an icy aura spread all around, and the sound of hunting wind sounded. Amidst the surging mist surrounding Hexuan, a huge flag suddenly appeared over the valley.

"I thought I had some tricks up my sleeve, but it turns out it's just a magic weapon. Hey, this flag turns out to be an imitation of a Chaos Spiritual Treasure." Suddenly, the flag appeared, a huge evil face that was more than ten feet high. The evil ghost appeared, and Leng Zhi immediately snorted.

However, in an instant, he frowned slightly and recognized the tall evil Shura ghost that suddenly appeared in the flag.

This evil ghost is huge in height, has a ferocious face, a huge mouth with fangs, and dark eyes with green light flashing in it. The huge body is surrounded by a piece of skin of an unknown ferocious beast. The muscles all over the body are tangled and look solid and powerful. , The arms are thick and long, but the palms are withered, and the fingers are jagged, as if they are skin and bones, without flesh and blood.

On its shoulders, there are two stump limbs dancing slowly, like two incomplete arms.

As soon as the tall ghost appeared, two giant hands like bones suddenly grabbed hold in the void, and the surrounding fog suddenly condensed. In an instant, a black and long three-pronged giant fork appeared in the hands.

The giant fork solidified rapidly, a layer of black light lingered, and spiritual patterns shot out and traveled, sharp and hard, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Leng Zhi, a Mahayana man, could not identify a ghost with such a shape and appearance. This flag is an imitation of the rumored Yinsha Shura flag.

The flags and flags were trembling in the air, and suddenly the violent mist suddenly appeared like the void was shattering.

In just two breaths, the huge valley was completely shrouded in thick mist. The fog is cold and the air is filled with an icy cold atmosphere that corrodes the monks' spiritual consciousness. It is the ghost mist.

In the underground cave in the Wraith Mountain Range, Hexuan once used the Yinsha Shura Banner to capture many Xuan-level Wraith Souls for refining, causing the mist in the banner space to carry the Wraith Ghost Mist. As for the evil Shura ghost, there is also ghost mist rising from his body.

Facing a real demon Mahayana whose realm was suppressed at the early stage of Xuan level, He Xuan believed that he should be able to fight with his own body.

But he was cautious by nature, so he still listened to Qin Fengming's message before leaving, as long as he was bound to him.

Therefore, without any hesitation, I immediately thought of the Yinsha Shura Banner.

The flags were activated and the ghost mist surged. Before Du Zhan could take action, he suddenly felt a strong wind sweeping through him. A voice sounded in his ears. At the same time, his figure was directly moved out of the mist range by He Xuan.

"It's just a ghost that was raised by a banner. Let's see how I break it." A disdainful sneer came out in the turbulent mist.

Before the voice could finish, a majestic demonic mist surged out, intertwined with the surging dark mist all around.

The magic mist suddenly appeared, and a long-handled machete glowing with green fluorescence appeared in the old man's hands. The blade was wide and thick at the back, and the blade glowed with light, making it appear thick and sharp.

With the giant blade in hand, Leng Zhi let out a low shout, and then his figure flashed illusoryly, and in the surging mist, he flew straight towards the tall Shura evil ghost.

In an instant, a deafening bang echoed in the mist-shrouded valley.

Just when He Xuan was fighting Leng Pheasant alone, on the other side of the tall mountain, the middle-aged man surnamed Wu, who had been talking obscenities just now, was being surrounded and chopped by thin green blades all over the sky. His face was ashen and his lips were tight. Closed, it is no longer the relaxed expression before.

Pieces of thin cyan blades were flying all over the sky, hundreds or thousands in number, covering most of the sky.

The thin blades combined the real and the false, which made the middle-aged man surnamed Wu worry about one thing and not the other, and he was tired of running for his life. I could only resist for a moment, but had no power to fight back.

The first confrontation between the two battles was a dangerous situation, but compared to the battle between Qin Fengming and the Qinglin Saint Ancestor, in terms of ferocity, it was obviously far inferior.

The fight in that area was really fierce with fists and fists, bangs and explosions, and extremely dangerous.

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