Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Hahaha... you have entered my ice mirage mountain. No matter how powerful you are, you will definitely not be able to escape." Ice Sting Ancestor was pleasantly surprised, and his wild laughter resounded throughout the world.

Everyone in the real ghost world is pleasantly surprised. It is expected to suppress the fixed astrolabe. The benefits in the future are indescribable.

"Bang! Bang!" Two bangs resounded, and the tall, tall, ice-cold and solid mountain suddenly began to tremble violently with the bangs inside.

"You are such an ignorant young man. It's just an acquired thing that contains the power of space. How can it contain a real space treasure that contains space Dao patterns?"

A sneer sounded, and Saint Qingkui threw his hands behind his back, looking at the tall mountain with a mocking look on his face, as if he was just watching the fun.

He did not take action and allowed the Ice Sting Ancestor to use his magic to suppress the fixed astrolabe.

The ice peaks trembled, and the Ice Sting Ancestor was shocked, and his face suddenly changed without the smile from before. He made a secret with both hands and used all his strength to activate the magic power in his body, pouring it into the tall ice peak.

However, it was to no avail. Bangs resounded loudly, and the tall mountain peaks began to tremble and sway more and more.

"Please all fellow Taoists, please take action and inject your magic power with all your strength to help me activate the ice peak to suppress the disc." Ice Sting Ancestor exclaimed, calling to everyone around him.

He can sort out the ice mirage caused by other people's mana, so he spoke.

Han Xufeng and several Tenth Hall monks signaled others to take action, while they looked at the demon monks warily, ready to fight at any time.

However, the demon clan did not step forward, but watched from a distance as the real ghost monks joined forces to take action.

The majestic magic power is like a torrent, emerging from the surroundings of the huge mountain peak and pouring into the tall mountain peak. For a time, the energy of heaven and earth converges, and the vastness sinks into the ice peak like a rushing ocean.

A ball of dazzling silver light shone like a scorching sun falling to the ground.

"Buzz!" A dull sound, like a buzz coming from the sky, sounded from the mountain peaks, and the tall ice peaks suddenly trembled.

"No, retreat quickly!" Suddenly seeing Bingfeng injecting mana with the help of dozens of Mahayana, he was still so unstable, several exclamations sounded almost at the same time.

Everyone has gone through countless experiences and sensed the approaching danger.

However, just as everyone was alert, a loud rumbling sound that shook the sky suddenly rumbled from the tall ice peaks.

"Crack!" A sound like a vast ice surface breaking into pieces rushed into everyone's ears,

Terrifying cracks suddenly appeared on the tall ice crystal mountain peaks. A strong wind carrying a terrifying and sharp aura suddenly blasted out from the cracks in the ice peak.

The sharp and destructive energy swept across, and several miserable screams resounded on the spot.

Figures dodged and fled, and several figures of monks covered in blood and broken bodies escaped from the hurricane that swept away. The panic on their faces could not be suppressed.

If everyone hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and evaded in time, but this time they would have been swept away by the sudden burst of hurricane, they would have completely fallen into it, and even the Mysterious Body spirit would not have been able to escape.

"A bunch of ignorant juniors cannot be imprisoned by the fixed astrolabe, they can only be blocked with tough treasures to consume their violent energy."

Saint Qingkui stood in the void, watching the people in the real ghost world being swept away by the violent aura emanating from the fixed star, and a wisp of mocking guidance appeared on his face.

Of course, he was giving advice to everyone, not to show his kindness, but because he needed everyone in the real ghost world to take action to consume the energy of the disc.

Qingkui didn't need to speak. At this time, the Mahayana of the real ghost world already knew the specific power of this disk. Instead of retreating, everyone advanced, magic weapons appeared out of thin air, slashing at the disk that did not leave, but kept spinning in the broken ice peak.

The ice mirage of the Ice Sting Ancestor clearly contains space energy. The astrolabe sensed the space aura left behind by the mountain's collapse, so it couldn't stay there.

"Everyone, I don't know who has understood the laws of space. He can use magic to see if Yuanpan can be quieted down." Saint Ancestor Han Yu spoke and pointed out a weakness of Yuanpan.

"Huang is involved in the laws of space. Try using magic!" Someone said, and an old man immediately stepped out and cautiously approached the astrolabe.

Stopping more than two to three hundred feet away from Yuanpan, the old man made secrets and began to use the Treasure Control Jue wrapped with space runes in an attempt to suppress Yuanpan.

The disk trembled, and the purple light shone, but there was no movement and impact, which seemed to have some effect.

"It's working. Fellow Daoist Huang, continue to use the technique. I wonder who else can use the space spirit pattern?" Han Xufeng was surprised and looked at everyone around him.

Although the law of space is the basic law among the laws of heaven and earth, it is also the most difficult law to understand.

Very few people specifically understand the laws of space, and they all use it as an auxiliary law to understand. The original spiritual pattern that contains the laws of space is not easy to understand and refine.

There are hundreds of Mahayana people here, but it can be said that there are only a few Mahayana people who can truly skillfully sacrifice and control the spiritual patterns of the origin of space. In addition to the old man surnamed Huang, another beautiful female cultivator stepped forward and also used the space spirit pattern to press the astrolabe.

Saint Qingkui stood aside, watching the two people from the real ghost world perform their spells. He did not step forward, but had a smile on his lips, and his expression was surprisingly calm and indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, the body of Saint Qingkui became blurred and disappeared out of thin air.

The moment his figure disappeared, the fixed astrolabe, which was suspended in the air, seemed to suddenly wake up. Suddenly, the breath spurted out, and a surge of energy as before surged out.

The change occurred without warning and extremely quickly.

The old man and the female cultivator who were performing the spell had no time to dodge, and were caught in the vast energy spurt.

The screams resounded loudly, and the bodies of the two Mahayana men instantly shattered into pieces and were swept away by energy.

However, after all, the two of them had seen the horror of the fixed astrolabe, and were already prepared for it, and they had already activated their countermeasures at all times. Although his physical body was shattered, Xuanhun's spiritual body was intact and he escaped.

The two shadows flashed and flew directly to Fairy Xiahou Yuelu of Xuanyin Hall. In a flash, Fairy Yuelu took them into the sleeves of her robe.

The two of them have a very good relationship with Fairy Moon Dew and have already said hello to her.

As the breath of the fixed astrolabe spurted out again, it was no longer suspended, but suddenly shot away, flying towards the distance. After everyone around them was stunned for a moment, they immediately shouted again and used their magic weapons to bombard the astrolabe to prevent it from flying away.

"The power of this disk has been greatly reduced now, and it cannot cut off the magic weapon with one blow." Everyone was surprised to find that the power of the fixed astrolabe had weakened, and it could no longer cut off the magic weapon easily.

However, everyone in the real ghost world did not feel comfortable. Although the magic weapon was no longer broken when it collided with the fixed astrolabe, after two strikes, the condensed light on the magic weapon became scattered, the breath was unstable, and it could no longer be driven with full force.

The fixed astrolabe clashed left and right, and after the tea time, more than a hundred magic weapons had been collided with it and lost their due power.

"Hurry, work together to change the direction of the astrolabe bombardment." Han Xufeng looked gloomy and spoke urgently.

No wonder Holy Lord Qingkui had so much time to spare. It turned out that he had long expected that the fixed astrolabe could not be surrendered and allowed everyone in the real ghost world to use magic attacks on it.

However, what made Han Xufeng extremely speechless was that after they jointly bombarded the astrolabe towards the True Demon Realm, the opponent easily sent the astrolabe back.

For a time, the fixed astrolabe became a hot potato. Under the heavy bombardment by the monks from both the ghost and the demon sides, it kept flying back and forth among the crowds of monks from both sides. For a while, it seemed that both sides were avoiding it like a snake and a scorpion, not wanting to let it get close.

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