Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Those black bugs that got into the body are very powerful.

Jiang Li's three thousand daughter spiders were no match at all.

Surrounded from all directions, the child who tried to intercept was bitten by the black bug, and soon there was a lot of losses.

After all, those black worms were basically transformed by monks above Nascent Soul and even God Transformation, and one or two was enough trouble.

With so many pouring in together, how can the power of the dream state, which has just been formed and has not yet developed, be resisted?

The dream clone released the babbling waves, trying to drag these black bugs into the dream.

But these thousands of ghosts, who have lost their human appearance, have no ability to dream at all.

The best skills, come back in vain.

There is no way to drag people into a dream, and 100% of the means of dream avatars have been scrapped.

Fortunately, Jiang Li was still standing behind the clone, so he naturally couldn't let himself suffer.

With a slight movement in his mind, a white flaming snake, along the silk thread that hung down from Jiang Li's dreamland, landed on a stretch of dream bead net.

The Holy Spirit Fire Snake swiped its long tail, and the dream cobweb was touched by the tail composed of white flames, and immediately burned to the ground.

The big snake flicked its tail a few times and crossed dozens of dream cobwebs. The area that was invaded by the black bugs was separated from the larger cobwebs.

These bugs are more terrifying than the plague, and the first thing to do is to isolate them first.

The silk thread of the stable connection was broken, and those black bugs lost their way to erode more souls. Turning their heads, they rushed towards the culprit, the Holy Spirit Serpent.

The dark bugs shot at the fire snake like sharp arrows, bit by bit, desperately trying to get into it.

The Holy Spirit Orochi was blinded. After he fell into Jiang Li's hands and was refined into a fire spirit with a cold flame of a ghost lamp, those ghosts would be extremely vigilant even if they didn't run away.

This is the first time I have seen such a brave, or rather stupid ghost.

No wonder any living being is afraid of death.

The time spent in the city of death is not easy to endure, and the days after Yangshou runs out will be even more difficult. Tossing these ghosts with even the most basic rationality is gone.

With the nourishment of these self-throwing nets, the white flames rose, and the snake's body, which was not small, suddenly soared by three feet.

The Holy Spirit Serpent's eyes shone brightly.

I have to say, the quality of these ghosts is really good. It's hard to find so many high-quality ghosts elsewhere.

The last time I ate so much was when I devoured the heart of a whole tree in the underwater cemetery Jiuyoumu.

Unfortunately, not all the black bugs attracted by him.

There are also quite a few bugs that have bitten through the cocoons of spider silk and got into the souls of dozens of vines.

Soon those fragile souls turned into streaks of white light and were recovered by the City of Death.

Only the protected wisteria monster Shipan still has a life left.

Controlling the re-stabilized wisteria demon, slightly sensing the outside world.

In the sky above the doll world, the huge palm protruding from the ground still did not stop attacking.

After being blown to pieces by grandma again, he simply differentiated into countless ghosts, chasing after grandma Mingshan.

Grandma Mingshan, who was not in very good condition, suffered a lot from the constant collisions.

It's just that in this case, she still holds on to the dry vine in her hand and refuses to give up.

It seems that she really needs the ghost lamp Leng Yan very much.

Taking advantage of Mingshan's "grandma", he is fighting against the black hand below with all his strength. Jiang Li controlled the tips of the vines and sneaked into each other's cuffs.

He pulled out a wooden sign that the opponent had hidden in his sleeve.

At the same time, in a secret room somewhere in the City of Death, several monks on duty suddenly raised their heads and looked at a flashing tablet.

The ranking is full of cracks, and the name written on it is, the owner of the polar castle, white without fear!

"Bai Wu fear is dead, but someone took his desperate card and returned to the City of Death!"

The news was quickly conveyed, although their main force was leaving at a time when manpower was in short supply.

But there were still three Earth Immortals who rose up into the air and immediately locked their targets, rushing towards the big boss in women's clothing who was making a fuss over Baby Street.

"Who are you! How could Bai Wushou's desperate card be on you!"

"It's you who stole our stuff!"

"Hurry up and hand over your things, or you will be blown away!"

The three unknown Earth Immortals were furious when they saw that Mingshan's "grandmother" ignored them at all.

Without further ado, the combined force attacked the opponent.

The combined force of the three Earth Immortals must be taken seriously even in the heyday of Mingshan's "grandma".

Not to mention, it was corroded by the sea of ​​resentment clouds above the city of the dead, and just now, dozens of ghost-devouring worms got into the body.

It is seriously declining from the state. Dealing with the ghost hand worms constantly pouring out of the ground has already made her in a hurry.

Now suddenly attacked by the three Earth Immortals, the pressure has increased sharply.

Under such an attack, Mingshan's "grandmother" was inevitably distracted, and the strength in his hands decreased unconsciously.

Jiang Li's body was staring at the battle situation from a distance.

It's now!

Seizing the moment when Grandma Mingshan was most stressed, the Wisteria Demon twisted violently and took the initiative to break her body.

By giving up half of his body, he finally broke free and plunged into the surging ghost-devouring worms below.

Grandma Mingshan, who was under siege, had no power left in the end. He could only look at the half of the vine, as if he committed suicide, plunged into the worm swarm.

The vines that did not resist were quickly pulled into the ground.

Countless worms transformed from ghosts desperately got into his body.

Withered vines, already riddled with holes, greet these worms like a highway.

But when the worms got into the sea of ​​​​withered vine consciousness, what was waiting for them in front was a flaming snake that was spitting out snake letters and was extremely excited.

The worms, who didn't know the fear, kept pounced, making the flames on the Holy Spirit Serpent brighter and more vigorous.

Under this city, there are countless worms transformed from ghosts, and maybe he can make his ghost lamp Lengyan evolve again.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the dream clone for the time being.

In the distance, Grandma Ming Shan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and after suffering a few more times, she simply tore off one of her arms.

Using a technique similar to that of a straw man, he replaced himself with his arm and threw it to the ghost-devouring worms below to transfer his target.

Without the assistance of the massive worms below the city of the dead, the three Earth Immortals would not be able to keep the "grandmother".

. . . .

When the spectacle was over, the other monks dispersed and went about their own business.

Jiang Li stood there and didn't move. After waiting for a while, there was a slight crawling sound around him.

It was the descendants of those wisterias who had fled before.

Although the main body of the stone climb is gone, they can't exert much power at present. But before Jiang Li got Shi Pan's seeds.

It is not difficult to re-cultivate a big demon-level vine with his ability. Or you can let the avatar of Jiuyoumu simulate the characteristics of the wisteria demon, and then add the blessing of these little vines, and it will be another earth fairy level combat power.

As for the grandmother of Mingshan, Jiang Li can't control it.

Relying on a desperate card, the people on the blood king's side probably already believe that the body of the polar backing king was obtained by the grandmother of Mingshan.

Next, it's time to let "Grandma" draw firepower in the light, and let him be in the dark to see if he can find some flaws on the Blood Prince's side.

But before that, let's find some seniors of our own great mountain first.

Jiang Li and Prisoner Shui, followed by a sluggish and wretched young man, continued to wander in this super huge city.

Zhang Popo's remnant soul, his brain is obviously not very good.

He often walks and suddenly stops in the middle of the road in a daze, stops for a while, then suddenly remembers something and continues to move forward.

The route of travel is also irregular, sometimes turning left and sometimes right, and returning to the same path at every turn.

If it wasn't for Jiang Li's spiritual cultivation level and his patience, he would have slapped this guy to death long ago.

Just stop and go, it took a lot of time before they finally stopped in front of the four adjacent attics.

"division.."

Zhang Popo opened his mouth to say a word, but Jiang Li raised his hand and put it back into the coffin.

Although in his capacity, he can barely tell the past by clearing the door for Shushan.

But since the other party didn't know that Zhang Bobo was dead, Jiang Li thought it was unnecessary to say it.

For an unscrupulous person, it is not a cost-effective thing to cause a rift between him and Pei Zhong Jianshou.

The big deal is to give Zhang Bobo a bowl of Mengpo soup and let him be a new person.

The four attics in front of him didn't seem to be anything special on the surface, but in one of them, he felt a hidden sword intent.

In the past, how could Jiang Li, who had collided with him directly, not recognize the cliffless sword intent!

"Finally found!"

He took out a broken sword from the coffin, and suddenly the body of the broken sword trembled, echoing the sword intent in the attic in front of him.

"Brother Pei Zhong, what happened, why did the sword intent suddenly arouse?"

Before the Wuya sword head came out, the other three houses next to him had already keenly felt the change of sword intent, and they pushed out the door one after another.

Then, they saw the two teenagers standing at their door.

"Jiang Li!?"

"Child! Why are you here!"

When they saw Jiang Lizhi, they all showed surprise.

In particular, Jiuzai Zhenren, the previous generation of the Valley Master of the Tibetan Scriptures, could not hide the regretful and distressed look on his face.

After returning that night, the most talked about topic among the four of them was Jiang Li. They all believed that Jiang Li would be a new hope for Dazhongshan.

Pei Zhongjian also personally gave instructions and taught Jiang Li the sword skills that could split the domain with one move.

But this genius junior whom they had only met not long ago died tragically within a few months and appeared in front of them.

No one can accept the ups and downs of such a roller coaster.

"What force has it attacked Dazhongshan? What is the situation of the Chongshan Alliance now?"

"Shenshan Jianyi those guys are really useless, how can you let a junior like you stand in front!"

"Unfortunately, even if you die, it's not a good place to go, but you still come to the City of Death! This is not a good place!"

"This little master is practicing Heshou Chan? Is he a disciple of Cihang Temple?"

Several seniors saw how satisfied Jiang Li was before, and now they are more regretful.

Around Jiang Li, he sighed.

The other deceased people who lived around heard the movement and looked around.

After finding that the most embarrassing white-haired man greeted the black-haired man, he didn't bother.

Some of them are also cultivators of Dazhongshan. It's just that they haven't seen Jiang Li, so they don't know each other.

"Guzhu, several seniors, my situation is a bit complicated, and there are many people outside, so let's go in and talk."

Jiang Li waved his hand to reassure them.

Everyone walked into the small building of Pei Zhongjian's head.

After opening the formation and blocking the house to prevent outside prying eyes, Jiang Li released his disguise.

Immediately, the vivid camouflage appearance faded away, revealing a dead gray body.

But this flesh body, from top to bottom, does not have a single wound.

The four previous leaders of Dazhongshan were all people with excellent eyesight, and they quickly saw the abnormality in him.

At least Jiang Li has not been controlled by the false resurrection of the City of the Dead.

"The disciple did not die at the hands of others, but came here on his own initiative!"

"I am not completely dead, there is still a way to resurrect."

"This matter is related to a mountain in the underworld..."

He picked up the important things, and told the four of them about Beiyin Mountain and his trip.

This made them reluctantly believe that this disciple can still be resurrected.

"There are still such strange mountains in the world, separating yin and yang and reversing life and death. Forget it, it's good to be able to live, and it's good to be able to live."

"You tried so hard to take such a risk to come from here, what's the matter that we need some old guys to do?"

"Although you say it, leave it to us if you have something to do. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Several of them were still worried about Jiang Li's safety and wanted him to leave as soon as possible.

"The disciple does have something to discuss."

"First, this junior wants to invite the four seniors to come out again."

Jiang Li patted the shoulder of Prisoner Shui next to him.

He has tried a few times, although he can't scale the corners of the dead city.

But Buddhism is good at "saving" people. Occasionally, there are about a dozen or so destined people, and Prisoner Shui still has this face.

"Secondly, seniors, do you know what the Blood Prince did in the City of Death?"

Jiang Li, in addition to the practice of Jiuyou Daojing, and the trace of the mother plant of Jiuyoumu.

Indeed, by the way, there are also these two items.

Take these seniors away and put them in charge of the Chongshan League. Then inquire about the information of the blood prince.

You must know that there is still a corpse of the last nine kings in his hands. Maybe he can also get a share of this change?

Jiang Li asked about the Blood Prince, and the expressions of the four seniors became solemn again.

The latest thing that the Blood Prince did in the City of Death is no less than that of the Eastern Cultivation Realm.

Just one point, the blood prince can take people out of the city of death, which is enough to make people crazy.

With this method, that prince has won over a large number of powerhouses who died in vain.

They have also been invited to join several times.

Therefore, they also have a certain understanding of the blood prince.

"Boy Jiang Li, do you know about the Yinsi City God?"

"Back then, in the Xiu Xian Dynasty, legend has it that he once obtained a treasure from the underworld, so that he could establish the Yin Si system and recruit monks from the Eastern Regions."

"It is said that it was a former artifact, and it is naturally a magic weapon of the heavens to this day!"

"But after the Xiuxian Dynasty collapsed, that thing was not found by anyone."

"Because of that heavy treasure, the Eastern Regions of Immortal Cultivation World at that time suspected each other and conquered each other. It was not until the establishment of the Sishen Temple that it became much better."

"But it was only a few hundred years ago that I learned that the treasure did not fall into the hands of anyone in the Sishen Temple. It was brought to the underworld by the Blood Lord!"

"It was also by virtue of that treasure that he was able to master some of the power of this dead city!"

It turned out to be the power of Yin Si.

It is no wonder that the city of the dead can collect the souls of the dead from all over the eastern region, and the power of the blood prince can also attack the major forces.

They rely on the ruins of the city gods all over the world!