Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming's face was gloomy, but his mood was turbulent. Although several people spoke lightly, Qin Fengming could imagine the dangerous situation that Qing Yu had experienced and faced when he was chased and intercepted by dozens of monks on a large scale.

These monks, not to mention a few Mahayana monks, are these Xuan-level monks. It is expected that they are all outstanding in their respective interfaces and have extraordinary strength.

Otherwise, how could a few Mahayana monks be allowed to lead them into the world of chaos.

These Xuan-level monks said roughly the same thing, and there was nothing worthy of Qin Fengming's attention. However, from the words of the people, Qin Fengming also made some judgments. These Xuan-level monks did not actually pursue Qingyu. Only those Mahayana people were fighting against Qingyu.

The effect of the Xuan-level monks was to disturb Qing Yu, and several Mahayana took the opportunity to pursue him. However, few monks saw the fighting situation at close range.

Qin Fengming turned his gaze to the two burly men with the same surname Mo, who looked tired, and his eyes flickered continuously.

At this moment, the big man surnamed Mo has long lost his previous imposing expression.

After seeing Qin Fengming kill Chi Qing, capture and kill more than a dozen monks of the same level, and fight with Patriarch Jiao Wei, the man surnamed Mo was really shocked.

Ancestor Jiao Wei, in their eyes, was an extremely powerful being. However, this wave of monks with only a few people actually captured and killed more than 20 of them without hesitation. It was Ancestor Jiao Wei. He tried his best to cast spells, but failed to gain any advantage.

What is going on? In the heart of the big man named Mo, this is simply impossible.

However, this impossibility appeared in front of him, which shocked him greatly.

Even Patriarch Jiao Wei, with all his strength, could not do anything to these monks. In addition, the Mahayana of the Bodhisattva clan could move around and take action at will. This time, their plan to attack Mu Island was a complete failure.

And after hearing the words of Ancestor Jiao Wei when he left, the big man knew that Ancestor Jiao Wei already knew that this plot was impossible to succeed, and he also gave up on continuing to entangle with the Bodhisattva clan.

Facing a Mahayana with full spiritual intelligence, any monk who enters the Chaos Realm would not dare to fight head-on with him. Even if he unites with several people of the same level, there is no chance of winning against a Mahayana with full spiritual intelligence. .

After seeing the terrifying strength and methods of the Mahayana Wood Spirit, these arrogant outside Mahayana finally understood the strength gap between the two sides.

If there is no practical means to stabilize the Mahayana Wood Spirit,

In front of the Mahayana Wood Spirit, they were really just waiting to be slaughtered, and it was simply impossible for them to overwhelm each other with their numbers.

As for the Wood Spirit clan led by the Mahayana Wood Spirit, even if they were to ambush and look for the late Xuan-level and peak Wood Spirits who were alone, there was not much possibility.

Maybe they will be designed by the Wood Spirit Clan and take the opportunity to kill them and enter the Wood Island Monk.

Previously, they could search for the female cultivator while ambush the Bojing clan in waves because they knew that the Bojing clan no longer had Mahayana control. Now this advantageous condition for the outside monks was no longer available. The Bodhisattva clan will become united and stronger.

At this moment, facing the young monks who had broken through the terrifying magical power of Patriarch Jiao Wei several times, the big man surnamed Mo was already speechless. He felt sad in his heart, knowing that he would be in trouble this time.

"Fellow Taoist Mo, you and I have no enmity at all, so Mr. Qin does not want to kill fellow Taoist. Mr. Qin wants to know the circumstances of your pursuit of that female cultivator, and hopes that fellow Taoist can explain it in detail. Otherwise, he can only use his methods. , Searching for the soul of fellow Taoist." Qin Fengming looked at the big man and suddenly said.

"Can you release Mo?" The big man was obviously shocked and asked with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Qin has said that you and I have no grudges. Qin does not want to be implicated in the karma of killing fellow Taoists. Therefore, as long as fellow Taoists do not tell Qin about the specific details of the female cultivator you are hunting down, Qin will release the Taoist saying. Friends. Of course, fellow Taoists must also swear an oath not to do anything unethical to us in the future."

Seeing Qin Fengming's eyes become softer and his words firmer, the lonely look of the big man named Mo slowly became resolute again.

"Okay, Mo will trust fellow Taoist once and tell him the story in detail." The big man looked at Qin Fengming, the muscles on his face tensed, and he said solemnly.

Listening to the words of the big man surnamed Mo, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly became more solemn, his eyes became sharper, and a fierce aura filled his face involuntarily.

The evil energy condensed and swelled, and surrounded Qin Fengming's body uncertainly, seemingly forming a shapeless and terrifying thing that seemed to be able to swallow up other people's hearts and minds.

Any monk will have evil spirits. The more people kill, the stronger the evil spirits become. As for evil spirit attacks, any monk has practiced and can send and receive them at will.

But at this moment, the evil energy surging around Qin Fengming was so intense that all the monks present were frightened. In the eyes of everyone, Qin Fengming must have killed countless lives in order to gather such terrifying evil energy. The quantity must be shocking.

The evil spirit is originally the evil spirit. The most direct generation is the cursed atmosphere produced after the living beings are killed. The evil aura is strange and invisible, but it can be sensed and can be integrated into the monks who kill other people, making the monks even more cruel and cruel.

If there is no way to suppress the evil energy condensed on the body, the evil energy may backfire and turn into a ferocious existence that only knows killing.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many magical and secret techniques for cultivating one's own evil spirits, and some are even magic from the immortal world, which are powerful and terrifying. When Qin Fengming was still in the dark sea of ​​Tianhong Realm, he had seen monks who used terrifying evil spirits.

He later concluded that the evil spirit technique must be a technique from the immortal world.

Sensing the terrifying evil aura that emerged involuntarily from Qin Fengming's body, Fairy Qu Wen and everyone named Mo Han, who existed in the Mahayana, suddenly felt cold and cold on their backs. Such a terrifying evil aura is not common even in Mahayana people.

Qin Fengming was usually not very ruthless, and he didn't usually kill people, but how he could have such a terrifying evil aura really surprised everyone.

"Damn it, that Jingheng dared to hurt Qin's friend. If I don't capture and kill him, Qin swears I won't be a human being."

A loud shout suddenly rolled out of Qin Fengming's mouth. The voice was not loud, but an extremely cold and firm words echoed around him.

Hearing these words, the big man surnamed Mo couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, because he suddenly had a feeling that the young monk in front of him would definitely be able to do it if he spoke these words at this moment.

The words were full of conviction, leaving no doubt in the minds of those who heard them.

Even if the big man surnamed Mo knew that Jing Heng was a powerful Mahayana man, his first reaction was that Jing Heng would definitely be captured and killed by the young man in front of him.

"You are Jing Heng's disciple. Qin said he will not kill you unless he kills you. However, Qin needs to perform some magic on you to extract the life-saving technique sealed by Jing Heng in your body."

Qin Fengming looked at a monk covered in blood and said coldly.

That monk was a disciple of Jing Heng, and Jing Heng was a young Mahayana monk who had previously stopped him and fought with Qin Fengming.

Before the monk could say anything, Qin Fengming waved his hand, and suddenly a breath swept around him, and the monk disappeared on the spot.

In the space of Xumi Cave, Qin Fengming did not perform the spell for a long time. He just activated a powerful sealing technique from Jing Heng sealed in the monk's body, and then trapped Jing Heng's unconscious spiritual thoughts in it.

With that wisp of divine soul breath, Qin Fengming was able to sense Jingheng's breath at a short distance.

The reason why Qin Fengming was so frightened and angry and took so much trouble to act was because Dahan Yan, surnamed Mo, said that when they were chasing and intercepting Qing Yu, Jing Heng was the only Mahayana who had a direct fight with Qing Yu.

In that fight, Qing Yu was stabbed and seriously injured by Jing Heng.

If Qing Yu hadn't used the life-saving technique that his master had left in her body, and also inspired his own forbidden technique, Qing Yu would have definitely been captured or killed by Jing Heng.

Even if Qing Yu escaped, she was seriously injured. It must be said that it was Qing Yu's luck that he was not chased by everyone.

Although the big man surnamed Mo only spoke roughly, Qin Fengming could imagine how dangerous Qingyu's experience was at that time. Thinking of the beautiful figure who had been with him in his mind, Qin Fengming couldn't suppress the anger in his chest.

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