Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Kill a Nascent Soul as soon as possible?

If Jiang Li's idea was known to outsiders, he would definitely think that he was whimsical, outspoken, daydreaming, but never woke up. . .

A small foundation building wants to solve a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still has to do it as soon as possible? It's simply a fantasy.

"Boy, you hit me with a move, and you have been seriously injured, right? You can't escape. Pay for my Ke'er!"

His sharp eyes swept across the room three hundred and sixty degrees. When he turned in the direction of Jiang Li, he suddenly stopped, and then his murderous intention exploded, and he rushed towards Jiang Li!

Sure enough, he could still find Jiang Li's approximate location to a certain extent.

Jiang Li wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, not to be outdone, raised his palms instead of retreating, and charged towards the other side.

Pang Xun's tactical punch hit Jiang Li first, causing his body to dent, a large bag bulging directly behind his back, and the broken bone pierced through the skin and exposed to the air.

If it hadn't been for the Dominance Technique to offset some of the power, Jiang Li's body would have been pierced right now.

But with such serious injuries, Jiang Li still ignored it.

Pang Xun, who laughed ferociously, suddenly felt a heart palpitation.

The next moment, two scarlet balls of light swelled and smashed onto him mercilessly.

The terrifying power and the severe pain from his body made Pang Xun feel terrified.

Yuan Ying Pang Xun stood tall and wanted to support him vigorously. At this moment, a flying sword sprang from Jiang Li's forehead and plunged into his eye socket, and another iron chain wrapped around him close at hand. feet.

Jiang Li didn't use the prisoner dragon lock just now to defend himself, but took the Nascent Soul-level attack for this very moment.

"Give it to me! Come in!"

The prisoner dragon lock was activated, and Pang Xun's feet were suppressed for a while, and then the whole person was thrown upside down by the top of the blood-colored light ball, and smashed directly into the rear door which opened wide, and the burial coffin that had already been prepared.

Pang Xun instinctively felt that there was a great terror behind him. One hand was firmly on the edge of the coffin, but he refused to rest.

In the coffin like an abyss, countless vines with roots and vines grew, entangled his feet, and completely wrapped his whole person bit by bit.

Tens of thousands of roots were pulled back, and he finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell into the endless darkness.

Burial! Breathless!

The lid of the coffin was closed, even if he was a Yuan Ying cultivator, as long as Jiang Li was unwilling, he would never see the sun again.

Jiang Li lay on the ground and vomited blood again. These two meals were really bad enough.

It took him a full quarter of an hour to put the protruding bone back in place, and the injury was generally recovered.

As the first outsider to enter the burial coffin, Pang Xun will be entertained with the highest standards inside.

. . . .

In Qianluo City, the cultivators on both sides have already played their brains.

There was the sound of aura exploding everywhere.

In Qianluo City, it can be said that there are murderous intentions at every step, silk threads, wool needles, flying axes, saw blades, poisonous fog, and explosions.

Every time you take a step, a deadly trap will be triggered.

This kind of disgusting urban street battle made the Iron Wolf Sect galloping in the grasslands aggrieved and angry. The opponent was hit by an ugly battle loss ratio.

But Momen's side is equally difficult. There are only a few hundred disciples left, and one death is one less.

They can only fight and retreat. Rely on the organs to stop the opponent as much as possible.

But no matter how many organs there are, there will always be time to run out.

At that time, it will be the moment of Momen's demise.

At this time, all Momen disciples received a message.

"All Momen disciples obey Mozi's order and retreat to the city core in an orderly manner."

The voice is young and steady, not to be rejected.

"Who are you, Jiang Li?"

"You really got the Mozi Order!?"

In Granny Zi's words, it was completely unbelievable.

Just as Jiang Li thought, she really wanted a white wolf with empty gloves at first.

Want to let Jiang Li help them turn puppets, but don't want to pay much?

made this proposal. In her thoughts, Jiang Li should have no chance of passing the test.

But being able to transmit the voice to all parts of Qianluo City in an instant, this kind of authority can only be possessed by those who hold the Mozi Token.

At this time, it is possible that the one who got Mozi's order was Jiang Li.

"It's me, now is not the time to say that."

"Attract the enemy gods and solve them, so we can only hope to leave."

He said to the two spirits of Momen that they were the only ones who wanted to attract spirits in.

"Are you going to use that?"

The matter of Qianluo City, Jiang Li, an outsider, would naturally not know better than these two.

They were obviously hesitant about Jiang Li's approach.

"Yes, it's a last resort now, isn't it?"

Jiang Li's tone was very firm. In other words, he has always been more generous with things that have not yet been obtained.

The two Momen turned into gods and wanted to stubbornly persist.

But after all, Mozi's order is in Jiang Li's hands. Even if he doesn't agree, Jiang Li will still execute it. The only difference then is that more people from Momen die.

And this is the best way so far.

"This... well, all the disciples obey the order and retreat towards the core."

After the Momen disciples heard the order, they were also very surprised, but it was much better than expected to have a way out, at least. . There is a way to live.

The two transforming gods turned to step forward and began to kill a large number of cultivators of the Iron Wolf Sect.

Such a move naturally revealed their specific location.

The Iron Wolf Sect Huashen had been waiting for them for a long time, no longer hiding and holding hands, from the flying boat outside, like a teleportation, it flashed and approached here.

After they rushed into Qianluo City, the two sides began to collide.

It was like a huge mouth appeared in the void, biting off the buildings in Qianluo City one by one.

The wreckage was flying everywhere, as if the world had been destroyed.

However, in the process, it can be found that the main structure of Qianluo City is really solid and there is nothing to say.

Even if it is attacked by the gods, it will not cause too obvious damage.

The two Momen transformation gods desperately supported, and more and more transformation spirits appeared in the Iron Wolf Sect.

Until the top management of Chongshan League sent him a message, the situation on the field had already deteriorated to a very serious level.

"Seven Spirit Transformation cultivators? No matter how much the Momen struggles now, they are determined to have no way out."

"However, this is definitely only part of the strength of the Iron Wolf Sect. After any sect has spread out, there are many places that need top cultivators to guard, and no one can just send so many top combat powers."

The two Supreme Elders of Momen threw out hundreds of invisible aura threads from their hands, and controlled hundreds of tyrannical puppets, forming a large net in the air.

All kinds of powerful mechanical weapons were waving in the air, and Jiang Li could not easily block any of them.

Although their might seemed to be infinitely powerful, they were severely suppressed in just one face-to-face.

The iron wolf sect's exercises are full of ambition, and their moves are so powerful that they can kill people.

This is another seven-on-two. The two Momen are old-age cultivators who have not fought for a long time.

As soon as the fight started, it fell into a difficult disadvantage.

Hundreds of puppets spilled out were blown up in a row. When a puppet hits the opposite side, it can even hold a breath. The speed at which these high-level puppets are damaged is enough to make any Qimen cultivator feel heartbroken.

It's just a smashed puppet, in addition to the sawdust parts, there are a lot of flesh and blood.

This shows that they are all puppets made from corpses, or the corpses of Momen monks.

It's just that the original heads of these puppets are all missing, and they are replaced by organs, and none of the original heads can be seen.

Fake pasta goblins like to eat human brains, and are best for monks and children.

After that battle, the Momen cultivator rushed to collect the corpse, and all that was retrieved were this kind of headless corpse.

The whereabouts of the dead monk's head is self-evident.

They fought and retreated, anger and helplessness filled them.

"No, if it goes on like this, we will surely die."

"You go first, I'll stop them!"

The Momen Huashen with the broken arm, although he only has one arm, his cultivation is obviously more profound than that of Granny Zi.

The puppet made from the corpse of the Yuanying elder obviously could not stop the seven cultivators.

He pushed Granny Zi and stopped himself in front of these enemies.

"Old Man Ban, you!"

"Come on!"

At this moment, their hypocrisy can no longer be tolerated.

Originally, they were all people who were half-dead, and they could see it clearly. To survive, they would just walk a little longer with their disciples.

Granny Zi hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand and stuffed the five clay sculptures into Old Ban's hands, and then flew towards the city core where Jiang Li was located without looking back.

"Hmph, can you run if you want to?"

"Old man, the two of you together can't stop us, so are you the only one who wants to?"

The seven Iron Wolf Sect cultivators smashed a few Nascent Soul puppets at random. Four of them surrounded Mr. Ban, and the remaining three went to chase the other Momen cultivators.

The monks in the Qimen Dunjia with a puppet can be said to be typical of the peak at the beginning.

Because 80 to 90% of their combat power is on puppets.

At the low level, it's not bad, as long as you spend some spirit stones, buy some materials to make it yourself, or use the corpses of monsters and monks for refining, it's a good choice.

It's easy to stack up combat power with numbers. Even if it is mediocre, it is easy to achieve outstanding results in the battle.

When Jiang Li was in the inner door competition, the monks of Qimentang took advantage of it.

But in the later stage, ordinary materials have been unable to keep up. Unless you buy top-level materials that are particularly cherished, or use the corpses of top-level monks to refine puppets, you can maintain your own combat effectiveness.

But things at this level are unavoidable.

Just like the puppets that the two gods took out were all at the Nascent Soul level, how could they stop the enemy?

The disdain of the Iron Wolf Sect members was also due to this.

"It's not a good habit to look down on old people."

Old Man Ban was dying, but he didn't look scared either.

His only right hand turned over, and ten thumb-sized clay sculptures appeared.

With a little force on the hand, the surface of the clay sculpture was crushed, a burst of smoke exploded, and then ten figures rushed out of it.

The four cultivators who surrounded him were caught off guard and rushed out. The three gods who were about to chase after Granny Zi felt the threat behind them, so they could only turn back quickly to block the fierce attack.

Coming out of the smoke were ten puppets that had not yet been repaired and refined.

The fatal wounds on their bodies have not been properly sutured, and through the wounds, it can be seen that the gears in their bodies are turning at a high speed.

Although their appearance is a bit crude, but looking at their breath, it is clear that they were all gods during their lifetimes!

"Hmph, so blaspheming your fellow Daoist friends, you Momen are really good."

"Just these ten puppets, how long do you think you can stop us? Your aura supports ten of them at the same time, how long can you hold on?"

"Kill you! Others still can't escape our hands."

The gap between puppets of the same rank and monks is quite large, and the difference in number between them is very limited. Even if there are ten puppets of this rank, they can only stop them for a while.

"If you want to kill them, pass me first!"

The battle continued to break out, but in the fierce aftermath of the battlefield, they did not notice that the entire Qianluo City was changing.

A large number of buildings collapsed, exposing the backbone of the entire city. The plates are spliced ​​and spliced ​​with each other, and the entire city is shrinking towards the interior.

Soon, the gap that was originally smashed by the huge black gold and heavy iron has been completely sealed.

The interior space is also getting narrower.

"Huh? The situation is not right."

"Old man, what have you done!"

The Iron Wolf Sect cultivator, who was in a fierce battle, finally realized something was wrong.

"Haha, I just found out now, isn't it too late! Cough, cough, cough!"

"Our Qianluo City is a treasure land of feng shui, you just stay and be my company with the old man!"

Old Man Ban vomited blood while talking, but he seemed very happy.

The seven Iron Wolf Sect cultivators knew something was wrong when they heard Old Man Ban's words.

Hurry up to the gap when you came in.

But it was already covered with thick building debris and hundreds of solid walls.

The entire city of Qianluo City can be moved. One by one, the building modules are moved and combined with each other.

The originally huge space inside the city is getting smaller and smaller.

boom! boom! boom!

The seven Iron Wolf Sect transforming gods kept attacking the same wall. But the large amount of debris piled up in front of the wall absorbed too much power, and the seven of them often needed more than ten breaths to break through a wall.

But the cascading walls are still in front of the eyes, as if there is no end.

Not only that, with the continuous stacking of Qianluo City, the obstacles in front of us will only increase.

Go down at this speed. Until this space is completely compressed into a solid, they are determined not to break through.

"The direction the old woman fled to just now! There must be an exit there, chase!"

They left the old man off work and chased in the direction where Granny Zi had fled.

But where is the way to go? aisle?

The internal structure of Qianluo City has been completely damaged, and they have nowhere to go and nowhere to escape!

An ominous premonition grew stronger in their hearts!

Comrades, give it some, give it some, comrades