Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

The conditions given by Jiang Li made the faces of the thirty-three scattered cultivators remaining in the scene very unsightly.

The only one or two magic weapons they have on their bodies is the mysterious magic weapon. If they are handed over like this, their combat effectiveness will at least drop by more than half.

And if they don't want to give it, or can't give it, then hand over their storage bag to Jiang Li.

Although in this fantasy, the storage bag cannot be opened. What is in it is their savings over the years, and no one wants to be hollowed out like this.

And the third option is obviously not a good way. The dark-stained pills, without thinking, must be the poison used to coerce them. If they eat it, God knows what they will be coerced into doing.

In fact, the so-called poison pill is nothing but the seed of the spiritual root wrapped in a layer of pill skin, which is non-toxic and harmless.

"Hmph, don't be too ruthless! I won't agree!"

"Brothers, don't believe him. Maybe that fool just fell to the ground because he was useless. He can drink three bowls in a row. This wine should not be so poisonous!"

The cultivator who wanted to prostitute Jiang Li just now was typically asking for money, not his life, not to mention shame.

He picked up the wine bowl, gritted his teeth and ruthlessly, and put the soul-dangling wine into his mouth.

But it turned out that he was even worse than the "fool" before.

The one who drank before Jiang Li swayed twice. But as soon as he drank it, the whole person directly smoked it.

The wine in the seven holes flows back with the soul, and it is already impossible to save the gods.

"Everyone, think about it quickly. I'm here, I'm only waiting for a quarter of an hour, there are only twenty places, and I won't wait for it to expire."

Another fallen monk made their hearts extremely heavy.

In addition, Jiang Li's words made their hearts even more urgent.

Now the situation is very clear, drinking that soul-sucking wine is a dead end, and the warden will not let them go if they don't drink. Only by drinking it on behalf of Jiang Li can save their lives.

Although the price is high, after all, it is hard-earned money. If they are allowed to think about it slowly, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to make up their minds throughout the day.

But now the places are limited and there is competition, the situation is different.

"Brother, this is my storage bag, please keep it. This bowl of wine is ready for you."

Immediately, the cultivator handed over his storage bag, thinking that in his storage bag, there should be less belongings.

And if the main battle magic weapon in his hand is given, the road after that will be even more dangerous, so he quickly made a decision.

As for the other monks, seeing that the number of places is so short, they are also in a hurry.

"Friends, friends, and mine!"

"This eldest brother has accompanied me with this mysterious sword for more than fifty years. You should treat it well in the future."

"Brother, can I ask what your medicinal pill is called?"

More and more cultivators rushed to hand Jiang Li their gift of thanks.

Jiang Li counted out the first twenty people. Then he really didn't care about the monks after that.

A mere group of magic weapons and storage bags of loose cultivators, to tell the truth, he doesn't like someone Jiang.

Jiang Li ignored them and turned to look at the nine bowls of soul-destroying wine left on the table.

Pick up the bowl and pour it directly into your stomach.

After a while, the momentum of the sword cultivator avatar fluctuated, and it was really promoted to the real Dan level.

This kind of spirit wine is really amazing. A warden's private collection can have such an effect, and there may be a handed down elixir in this underground palace.

Jianxiu's clone didn't stop at all, as if the Dragon King was absorbing water, and drank all the eight bowls of Soul Shaking Wine on the table.

In front of Ghost Lantern Leng Yan, the ghostly ghost can't make any waves, but the strong smell of alcohol made the avatar of Jianxiu who practiced the sword song of wine fire, and his face blushed.

The rest of the drink was down, and his cultivation base was already approaching Jindan in a straight line. At this rate, the clone might be able to break through two levels in one day.

"Lord Evil Warden, this wine is really the best wine I have ever seen in my life. Please fill up eleven bowls. I can still handle it."

Jiang Li's face flushed red, but the face on the opposite side of him was even more ugly, it was still the warden.

Seeing Jiang Li drinking nine bowls of soul-sweeping wine again, his heart was bleeding.

But in fact, although he is indeed the warden of Fengdu Dungeon, he can do many things with the help of this ancient building.

But the rules of drinking soul-sucking wine do exist. Since Jiang Li has already drank the soul-sucking wine, he is already free, and he has no legitimate reason to attack Jiang Li.

Because if he does something that goes against his responsibilities, it is very likely that there will be evil consequences in his heart, and he will no longer be able to drink the soul-sucking wine.

If you can't drink this soul-sucking wine again, then you might as well just kill him.

"No, no, no, no, you will drink it like this again. There will be no wine in a certain family!"

"There are eleven people left, right, your sentence is up, just go out, I don't need you to drink."

The warden held the wine jar and stepped back, even if he let the rest of the people leave, he didn't want to pour more wine for Jiang Li.

But Jiang Li tried several times and already understood that the other party couldn't do whatever he wanted in this prison, and he was bound by very strict rules, which gave him some room for bargaining.

"Master Warden, don't break the rules just because you're here, you should be as much as you want, and you can survive under it."

Jiang Li said shamelessly. The people around were all speechless. You drink and drink, you just broke through a realm, who still doesn't know what you are pretending to be thinking?

"No, let's go."

"No, I want to drink."

Jiang Li actually quarreled with the warden here, and for a while, no one could convince anyone.

Until the end, Jiang Li made a compromise.

"Why don't you do this, Lord Warden. I really like this drink too much. I have a small wine gourd here. You just need to put two bowls of soul-sweeping wine in it, and you can let me leave when I leave. After the dungeon, it's good to smell it every now and then."

Jiang Li finally put forward such a condition.

In this regard, the wicked warden could only grit his teeth and agree.

Jiang Li wanted this gourd soul-sweeping wine, of course, for the body.

This soul-shaking wine is only a one-time consumable in the clone, but its effect can be improved countless times on the main body.

The wine and fire sword song is good enough to say, but this wine can improve the Guanyin Heart Sutra, which makes him very moved.

After taking the jug and hanging it around his waist, Jiang Li and twenty-two people, including the old ghost, walked out of the Fengdu dungeon in such a generous manner.

On the spot, there were only a dozen or so cultivators with despair on their faces.

They wailed and wanted to ask Jiang Li to take them away too.

But this angered the Evil Lai Warden. With a wave of his hand, several groups of shadows appeared, and all the remaining monks were pressed to the ground.

"Wait, fellow Daoist! Big brother! I'll give you my magic weapon and storage bag, you can just drink another bowl!"

"Yes, yes, fellow Daoist, you saved me this time. You must be a bull and a horse to repay your fellow Daoist!"

In the face of death, they hurriedly shouted out all their net worth, but Jiang Li did not waver in the slightest. Together with the old ghost and twenty other people, they walked out of the bronze gate.

Among the twenty people, three of them gave the mysterious magic weapon, and ten of them handed over their storage bags. There are also seven people who take the idea of ​​chance and take Jiang Li's spiritual root seed.

They were very entangled at first, but the desperate screams of those monks who didn't get the quota made them feel lucky again.

If it was a step slower, it might be them who were now pressed to the ground.

People always have to compare in order to feel the difference.

After passing this level, the next step is to harvest treasures.

After stepping out of the bronze gate of the dungeon, an ancient palace building instantly caught everyone's attention.

At this moment, there was also a violent vibration from above. Obviously, after successfully mobilizing the tiger from the mountain, those big forces also began to violently attack the Fengdu Underground Palace.

. . . .

In the ghost king wasteland, Jiang Li's body finally arrived here after galloping all the way.

To say that in the underground palace, it is still calm.

In Fengdu City, there was a mess of eight-treasure porridge.

In the other side of the Netherland Illusionary Plain, it is already a brainstorming situation.

Countless powerful ghosts, under the temptation of Jiuyang Boy and Jiuyin Girl, are frantically biting and fighting.

It can be said that the sky is falling apart, and the sun and the moon have no light.

As the protagonists in the field, there are a pair of boys and girls tied to stone pillars.

Their faces are tender and handsome, and there are not many traces of practice on their bodies, but it can be clearly seen that there is a peak of Qi refining in their bodies.

This is because their physiques are special and their talents are so good that even if there is no cultivation technique, spiritual energy will spontaneously enter their bodies.

It's just that these geniuses were not rushing to accept their apprentices, but were caught here as bait. Today, I am afraid that there is no hope of leaving here.

When Jiang Li came in from the entrance of the fantasy world, he was also shocked. The scene where the sky was violently torn out by huge cracks was really scary enough.

Then he was blown away by the swept ghosts for dozens of miles on the spot.

Fortunately, there is a layer of inner armor that has been transformed from the nine secluded clones attached to his body, otherwise this aftermath can hurt him not lightly.

Do you still remember the Momen Yuanying who was in Qianluo City and was finally sent to the burial coffin after a sneak attack and was defeated by Jiang Li.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could Jiang Li forget him.

In the coffin space, after some cleaning up, the seed of the spiritual root of the Jiuyou branch was planted in his body.

After this period of rooting and growth, Jiuyou avatar finally obtained all of his cultivation realm, ranking first to Nascent Soul!

After putting on the Jiuyou clone, Jiang Li's peak combat power finally got a breakthrough, which is also a little bit of confidence for him to dare to come here alone.

Taking advantage of the aftermath, Jiang Li took the initiative to stay away from the battlefield.

It was a big melee of more than a dozen ghost kings. Even if he put on ten layers of nine secluded clones, he was unable to insert a foot among them.

To be able to escape from the aftermath is already very lucky.

For the young girl tied to the stone pillar, he just glanced at it from a distance and ignored it.

The water here is too deep, he can't afford to swim.

Sticking to the ground, away from the center of the battlefield, Jiang Li spread the spirit of the nine ghosts all over his body, covering most of the aura, and then galloped towards the ghost town of Fengdu.

In the process of flying by, he also tried the burial coffin in his hand, which made him overjoyed.

The ground-level magic weapon can be opened normally in this concrete illusion, which is much more convenient.

Even those big forces can only use carriages to transport materials when they enter here.

But if he can find any treasures, he can put them all into the coffin and take them away. If he is lucky enough, maybe he can pick up a big leak this time.

On the way to Fengdu, Jiang Li unexpectedly met an acquaintance.

"Leader Jiang? Why are you here? Are you alone?"

It was not someone else who bumped into Jiang Li head-on, but Zhao Tiangang, a loose cultivator who had met Jiang Li twice.

The first meeting was at the Wanyanglou aerial auction, and the second meeting was at the gathering place of mortals attached to Momen, both of which were places to join in the fun.

He was not a member of Momen, and he rushed to help only to repay Momen's former kindness. After the matter is settled, it will naturally leave on its own.

Now, meet again in this dangerous underworld fantasy. First, it’s a bit of a coincidence, and second, it’s probably a characteristic of loose cultivators. For big events like this, they always come over to see if there’s a chance to get a bargain.

"Brother Zhao, we meet again, I'm just joining in the fun."

"However, Fengdu City should still be ahead. Are you going to leave?"

Jiang Li also greeted him. But looking at the direction the other party and his several companions were flying, it was the opposite of himself, which made it a little strange.

"Hey, yes. I can't open the magic treasure in this ghost place. I'm lucky, I got a little harvest, and it's time to leave now."

Zhao Tiangang patted a few bulging parcels on his body, and it was obvious that he had gained a lot.

For most of the loose cultivators, their biggest goal is to take advantage of the chaos in the Fengdu city, grab a wave of ghost markets in the city and leave.

The goods there are complete and worth a lot of money. If you are lucky, you can really grab some pretty good pills and magic weapons.

The chaos in Fengdu City should have just begun, and they were rational enough to withdraw in time.

"It turns out that way, but the exit from the illusion is very dangerous now. It's best not to go out there. Maybe you can find a safe place and wait for a while. It may be safer to wait until the illusion collapses on its own and then return to the ghost king wasteland."

Jiang Li shared with them the terrifying scenes he had seen when he came before.

If the general monk is close to there, the only thing to be thankful for is that the death there will be very simple and not have too much pain.

Zhao Tiangang was stunned when he heard it, and thanked Jiang Li repeatedly. With their cultivation base, if they do not enter the battlefield of those ghost kings, they may not even know how they died.

And when Jiang Li wanted to separate from them and move on, Zhao Tiangang also reciprocated and told Jiang Li a piece of news.

"Leader Jiang, wait a minute. The Feng capital is also very dangerous now."

"There are major forces in control, and the struggle and snatch between loose cultivators are also very fierce, and there are battles everywhere."

"If Alliance Leader Jiang can be trusted, there is actually a hidden twilight cave ruins outside Fengdu City. Not many people know about it, so it will be much safer."

"To be honest, all the harvests I waited for were also obtained from that tomb."

Zhao Tiangang and the others had already obtained enough to leave anyway, and they didn't mind telling Jiang Li the news. They turned over the package on his chest and pulled out a fluffy white tail from it.