Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

After a while, about five catties of spirits were completely drained by him, a big red face had already appeared, and the temperature around him was quietly increasing.

In the air at a height of three thousand meters, a golden-winged mysterious eagle was grabbing a log and flying towards its lair.

This log is very dry and is an excellent material for building a nest, and based on its many years of experience, this log is hollow, and there must be a fat bug in it.

When its children are born, they can eat the freshest food directly.

This made this golden-winged black eagle very satisfied with his harvest today.

But gradually, it seemed to feel that the log gripped by its claws began to get a little hot.

Golden-winged Xuandiao was a little puzzled, and lowered his head to look at the wood that was caught on its claws. In its bird life, it seemed that such a thing had never happened.

Um? Is there any sound in the wood?

The wine falls through the bowels and the soul is broken, and the fire rushes to the heart of the sword and dreams of a long song!

boom!

The grabbed log exploded, and the roaring flames instantly completely enveloped the whole big bird.

In the flames, a flying sword was held in Jianxiu's hand and stabbed straight at Xuandiao.

Got it!

Jian Xiu has full confidence in his body and mind, and at this distance, his sword edge is absolutely unavoidable.

Ding!

However, the thorn was stabbed, but at the tip of the long sword, it was like a piece of Kungang steel plate, and it suffered extremely huge resistance.

The fire attribute aura poured into the flying sword frantically like no money, the scorching temperature was quickly raised, and the extremely hard mysterious eagle feathers were melted and broken open layer by layer.

Jian Xiu was astonished at the terrifying defense of this big bird in his body and mind, and he even stabbed forward while holding the burning rainbow.

puff!

Facing a strong stagnant feeling in front of her teeth, Zhuo Hong finally broke through the feather defense and successfully penetrated into the flesh.

However. . That's it.

call!

The wings of the golden-winged black eagle slammed violently, and the gust of wind that rolled up completely shredded the alcohol and the flames and blew it away.

Still flapping its wings, the gigantic bird head bowed down and looked at Jiang Li, a pair of sharp eyes revealing murderous intent?

Can't beat it!

Parallel consciousness quickly came to this conclusion.

Jian Xiu is good at attacking, and a frontal strike with a well-prepared and charged sword can only barely break through the defense, causing a tiny bit of insignificant injury.

That's pretty telling.

No odds.

run!

The clone made a decisive decision, kicked Xuandiao's belly, used the reaction force to withdraw the flying sword, immediately steered the sword, and flew towards the headwind.

Another advantage of Jian Xiu is that Yu Jian's flying speed is extremely fast, and the parallel consciousness has also specially selected the direction of the headwind.

Xuandiao's body is larger, and the wind resistance he will receive will definitely be greater. Only by fleeing in this direction can there be more success.

Boo!

However, a sharp chirping sounded almost to the ear.

The clone, Tang Yan, turned to look, the mysterious eagle was closely following him, with an eagle hook and a bird's mouth wide open, approaching little by little, it would devour the clone.

The flying speed of this big bird is even higher than him!

The clone grabbed the hilt with one hand and let Feijian fly him to the limit, while the other hand reached into his arms and took out two cloth bags, biting the knot with his mouth and pulling it.

The mouth of the bag was released, and the two bags were immediately thrown into Xuandiao's mouth, which was close at hand.

Boo!

Xuandiao's speed was greatly reduced, and he flapped his wings and stayed in place. After a loud cough, he spat out the waste pill and furnace ashes that Jiang Li had thrown into his mouth.

But this time, when it flapped its wings and chased after it again, the clone had already flown out more than 2,000 meters.

With a distance buffer of more than 2,000 meters, even if the speed of Feijian is slightly inferior to that of Xuandiao, the gap is quite limited. If he wants to catch up with this 2,000-meter neutral distance, Jiang Li is confident to compete with it. Stay up for another day and night.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

The clones turned back frequently, but Xuandiao was still chasing after him. The distance between them was slowly being drawn in. The patience of Xuandiao really made Jiang Li helpless.

Is this monster's hatred distance so long? It seems that the two or two of his own flesh are not enough for him to stick between his teeth. Why are you chasing so hard?

It is said that in the world of immortality, to deal with large monsters, it seems that the standard solution is to get into the opponent's stomach. It's not the main body anyway. If I really can't escape later, I'll try it too.

Flying and flying, the clone who made up his mind suddenly saw the sky in the distance, with a few dark shadows looming.

Soon, as the distance increased, the shadows gradually became clearer. It seems that it is a group of monks in the sky.

If it was under normal circumstances, Jiang Li should rush up at this time and shout "Fellow Daoist, stay behind" and come to the standard routine of the last time.

However, he did not do so.

Because, to be able to fly the magic weapon to this height, I am afraid that the weakest among the team must also be the foundation.

If the other party finds out his intention, the backhand is a wave of interception, then he can't eat and walk away.

The juxtaposed consciousness thought for a while, and immediately deflected the direction forty-five degrees, and flew towards the other direction with the Xuandiao.

Just because of this steering operation, Xuandiao caught up with him by more than 200 meters.

"Senior brother, he didn't come."

Among the monks, a female monk spoke in surprise. The same goes for the other people in the group, who were surprised by that Jianxiu's turn.

They had obviously paid attention to the movement here, but instead of panicking, they enthusiastically discussed how the sword cultivator would choose.

The two chased and fled, indicating that Jianxiu's strength is definitely not as good as Xuandiao, and his speed is obviously worse.

The cultivator's consumption of swords with spiritual energy is obviously much greater than that of Xuandiao's flapping wings.

After a long time, this sword cultivator is almost certain to die.

Therefore, the vast majority of this group of monks thought that the other party would rush over and drag them into the water.

This is also a normal thing, it can't be good or bad, but Jiang Li is deflecting the direction.

This is surprising.

I don't know whether to call him stupid or to call him good?

"I've heard of Shushan Jianxiu's arrogance for a long time, but now it really lives up to its reputation."

"Junior brother and sister, let's go and help him."

A man headed among them said so.

Just now, he was the only one who thought that the sword cultivator clone would avoid it in good faith.

There is no reason for him, only the disciples of Shushan.

This man is young, handsome and tall, and his appearance is not inferior to that of Jianxiu's avatar. The most important thing is that he has an indescribable leadership temperament.

If Jian Xiu's clone stood with him, no matter how handsome he looked, he would instantly become dull.

On the left chest of his robe, a vigorous Chinese character "Tibetan" was embroidered.

The voice fell, and the man's figure floated away like a cloud.

The cultivators who followed him also drew out their magic weapons and flew towards the direction where the sword cultivator's clone fled.

Look at the avatar Tang Yan again.

This turn doesn't matter, it's amazing that the wind direction is also turning at this time.

From headwind to tailwind!

Jiang Li secretly thought that something was wrong, but he hadn't waited for him to come up with a solution.

A shadow hit Jianxiu's clone from the top of his head.

The clone looked up and saw that Xuandiao, with the help of the wind, had already flown to the sky behind him.

Boo!

This time, Xuandiao also learned to be smarter, instead of biting people with his mouth, he stretched out a pair of sharp claws and attacked the sword cultivator clone with the momentum of an eagle hitting the sky.

If it is caught by this, this avatar, which is not yet warm, will be torn to shreds in an instant.

The clone did not run away, holding the sword in reverse, and dancing wildly in front of the big bird that was rushing towards him.

Drunk long song hate! Beacon fire reflects the horizon!

In an instant, hundreds of sword qi of wine and fire spilled out, and Xuandiao collided head-on without dodging or evading.

Large swaths of bird feathers were charred and fell, and fire was inherently grammatical. In addition to the might of the flying sword, if it suffered too much, the Xuandiao would definitely be injured.

But if the sword cultivator avatar is caught once, he may die!

Ahem, comrades, ask for all kinds of things. I'm a little embarrassed to say more.

I had no idea I was such a shy person.