Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Latest website: The huge palm like a city gate fell down, crossed the void, stirred up a terrifying hurricane, and suddenly hit the ground hard. Suddenly the rocks collapsed and the wind blew out.

The giant palm was raised, but there was no figure of Qin Fengming below.

A figure flashed, and a small body appeared out of thin air ten feet away from where the giant palm landed, perfectly avoiding the giant palm's blow.

This thick mist has the power of viscosity and entrapment, and even powerful physical and magical powers cannot completely break through that terrifying binding force.

However, Qin Fengming was not trapped by the fog.

Facing the unknown treasure of the Hanning Sect, Qin Fengming had already secretly used the Magic Light and Shadow Technique, and the entire area of ​​two to three hundred feet was enveloped by the invisible stars of the Magic Light and Shadow Technique. The power of the Magic Light and Shadow Technique did not disappoint Qin Fengming. He used the Magic Light and Shadow Technique with all his strength. His body seemed to turn into a heavenly sword, cutting through the void. The thick mist was like a withered body. Shoot down, destroy everything, without any resistance.

"Junior, even if you hide your cultivation and are a true Mahayana, you can't even think of escaping when enveloped by the divine aura of the Ten Thousand Spirits Array. What's waiting for you is a crazy giant palm slap."

The old woman shouted, and the ocean-like mist surged. The speed of the twelve huge giants increased greatly, and they immediately surrounded the area where Qin Fengming was.

This Ten Thousand Spirits Array requires twelve groups of monks to form a magic circle and use special soul condensation techniques to condense tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts together to form a huge soul body to attack and kill.

The soul's body is not only solid and tough, but it can also perform various powerful spells under the control of the monks inside, and launch tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts into an attack that is unspeakably powerful. Moreover, the breath of the soul body has a powerful binding and blocking power. No matter who falls into it, he will be trapped by the breath and cannot use rapid body techniques to dodge.

If you can't dodge, you will only be attacked by twelve huge bodies condensed by all the spirits. No matter how powerful you are, it will be difficult to exert your strength. In addition, those condensed ghosts of all the spirits are immortal and are not afraid of being cut by a knife or axe. Even if the body is blown apart, it can be re-condensed. Therefore, the Ten Thousand Spirits Bowl and Ten Thousand Spirits Formation are terrifying and powerful, and are regarded as the existence of the Han Ning Sect to suppress the sect.

According to the classical records of the Han Ning Sect, there was once a Mahayana who was trapped by the Ten Thousand Spirits Bowl. Finally, the Mahayana escaped from the trap by using forbidden techniques.

It can be said that with the presence of the Ten Thousand Spirits Bowl, Hanning Sect has the strength to compete with Mahayana.

Now facing a Xuan-level monk, the old woman would not take him seriously. Even if the number of monks forming the formation was reduced by half, she did not think that a mere Xuan-level monk could escape with his life under the attack of the divine body condensed by all spirits.

The old woman was suspended in the air, with a dozen Han Ning Sect monks beside her. Looking at the vast area where the soul mist was rolling below, everyone's tense mood slowly relaxed.

The old woman raised her head and looked at the two peak Xuan-level monks who were suspended in the air in the distance and had not been involved in the mist. She did not send anyone to fight.

She already knew that the most powerful among the three monks was the middle-aged man. As long as he was captured and killed, the other two would not be a concern at all.

There were restrictions around Hanning Sect, and she was not worried about the two of them escaping.

The old woman and the other Han Ning Sect monks sneered at the two people in the distance, their sinister eyes locked on the two of them, causing the two top Xuan level monks to feel chills all over their bodies.

"Why are you happy? Do you really think that you can capture and kill the young master with only those ghosts? It will be time for you to cry later." The two people who came with Qin Fengming were frightened, but naturally they would not show it. , one person sneered, and shouted loudly from afar.

In fact, both of them knew that if Qin Fengming was killed, there would definitely not be a good outcome for them.

But at this moment, even if the two of them were sure to escape, they did not dare to really abandon Qin Fengming and leave. If that person comes out of the fog alive and sees that the two of them are no longer here, the consequences will be serious.

“I don’t know whether to live or die, but I am trapped by the great formation of all spirits that is the treasure of Han Ning Sect. No Xuan-level monk has ever been able to survive. After that person is killed, his soul will become one of the ten thousand spirits. And when the time comes, you two will also follow in his footsteps.”

Someone sneered and regarded the two as dead.

The old woman and everyone were relaxed, thinking that the victory was within their grasp, Qin Fengming, who was shrouded in thick mist, was also dealing with twelve huge ghosts with a smile on his face.

His figure shot out in the mist at a very fast speed. He kept dodging the slaps of palm prints one after another. A radius of two to three hundred feet was almost covered by palm prints, one after another, with constant roars and explosions.

The huge ghost's body flashed rapidly, and its giant palms danced, forming groups of terrifying winds. Countless winds roared, and the surrounding thick fog was like a roaring ocean. Huge waves surged and hit the sky.

If it were another Xuan-level monk, even if his body was not hit by the giant palm, the surging winds would still be enough to tear his body into pieces, causing his flesh and blood to scatter and fall into the air.

However, Qin Fengming was not afraid.

His whole body was covered with a layer of scales, and his body turned into a sharp blade, whizzing and slashing, slashing from left to right. The thick and turbulent thick mist could not stop it, and it shot around in the palm prints all over the sky. Walking becomes more and more comfortable.

The most shocking thing was that as Qin Fengming's body shot up, ghostly bodies suddenly appeared out of thin air in the mist.

Qin Fengming's body flashed, and the ghosts and ghosts in the places he passed disappeared one after another.

Those ghostly ghosts that suddenly appeared have lost the ability to move one by one, as if they are demented, without the slightest aggression.

These ghosts are obviously the condensed ghosts of twelve tall ghosts, but now, they have separated from the bodies of the tall ghosts and appeared in the thick mist.

Of course, the ghost did not escape on his own, nor was it dropped by Qin Fengming's magic attack. Instead, it was forcibly peeled off from the tall ghost by Jin Shi's weird magical power of incarnating the mist.

Qin Fengming was shocked. These ghosts were slightly different from ordinary ghosts. Their bodies were more solid, and their soul energy was more abundant, as if they had condensed into a physical body on their own. Devouring one body of the Golden Devourer is equivalent to devouring dozens of ordinary ghosts.

No wonder Jin Yan was so excited when he sensed it just now that he couldn't suppress it, and tried his best to get Qin Fengming to release it.

The old woman of the Han Ning Sect was at peace in her heart, and while she was waiting for the twelve huge ghosts to kill Qin Fengming, the two peak Xuan-level monks who came with Qin Fengming gradually became calmer.

Seeing that the terrifying and agitated fog showed no signs of stopping, the two of them naturally understood that Qin Fengming was not immediately killed in the mist. As long as they were not killed instantly, they had strong confidence in Qin Fengming.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Formation, which can resist even the Mahayana, kills a Xuan-level monk in no time. There will definitely be great variables in this.

"Why didn't you kill that kid for so long?" Finally, a monk from the Han Ning Sect lost his peace of mind and spoke with a gloomy face.

"That junior is just a Xuan-level monk. Logically speaking, even if the power of the twelve spiritual bodies is weakened, he should be able to crush them easily. Why are you still entangled with him for so long?" Someone frowned and echoed.

The others did not speak, but their calm faces now became solemn again.

The two people who came with Qin Fengming from a distance saw the expressions of everyone in the Han Ning Sect, and their eyes suddenly showed joy:

"Hahaha... You now know how powerful it is. If the young master dares to stay here, he will not be afraid of your Han Ning Sect's sect-suppressing treasure. Now obediently collect the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation and take out half of your Han Ning Sect's treasures. Otherwise, your Han Ning Sect will be completely removed from the Tianhong Realm."

The words were like thunder, suddenly resounding across the sky and the earth, the vast mist shook, and huge waves surged.

"Don't talk nonsense, old man. I, the treasure of the Han Ning Sect, never return empty-handed, and I will definitely kill that junior among them." Someone immediately retorted, but the expression of the person who said the words was not firm.

"It's really ridiculous. Your so-called All Souls Formation seems to be shrinking at the moment, and it's about to be destroyed by the young master."

The fellow monks were just talking nonsense, but when everyone heard the old woman's words, their expressions suddenly changed, and their eyes revealed extremely fearful and worried looks.

"Ah, run away quickly, we can no longer insist on condensing the body of the gods." Just as everyone in the Han Ning Sect was frightened, several almost identical screams suddenly came out from the mist in the sky.

As the sound rang out, the monstrous fog that was surging fiercely suddenly fell back rapidly, as if something huge in the fog suddenly collapsed. Mobile phone users please browse and read, it is more convenient to read on your handheld device.