Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

The next day, Jiang Li went to "check in to work" as usual and secretly did some tricks on those rune black bricks when no one was paying attention.

Although he still needs to entrain private goods when he is depicting the runes, his speed is still much faster than others.

But this time, instead of handing in the black bricks immediately, he secretly passed the carved bricks to other resistance monks hiding nearby.

That way he wouldn't be suspicious because he turned in too many black bricks in one day.

The bitter master would come to take a look from time to time, and he was the biggest threat in the plan.

But at this time, the formation that heated the whole mouthful of the cauldron would suddenly fluctuate, either too cold or too hot, making him troubled and worrying.

This is because the main force that provides the spiritual energy to the formation is the prisoners of the Rock Ridge captured in the battle.

They are trapped in underground cells, squeezing the spiritual energy every day to provide enough ferocious spiritual fire.

Huyan Longan used to have a good reputation in Black Rock City. He used the spiritual stones he had accumulated before to buy some jailers, and he went in to communicate with the prisoners inside.

As long as he passed the code, the prisoners below would increase or decrease the output of firepower together.

They have the largest number, and if they work hard together, the temperature of the spiritual fire will fluctuate significantly.

If it is not adjusted back in time, the entire refining may be destroyed.

That's what they use to distract.

A little cumbersome, but also very effective.

Under the condition of keeping safe, they can mix thirty black bricks with hidden problems on the cauldron a day.

The time until the construction period is getting closer and closer, but it is barely enough to make up the number of 200.

During this period, Jiang Li also asked Huyan Longan about the specific situation of the Blood King Ding, and got some useful clues from him.

Just as Jiang Li thought, the purpose of building this cauldron is to serve the gradual recognition of the Lord of the Blood Crown.

This blood king crown was left by a rebel prince during the Xiuxian Dynasty 7,000 to 8,000 years ago.

To build this big cauldron, it is to refine the thousands of blood soldiers.

Once the big cauldron is perfected, all the survivors in Blackrock City will definitely be thrown into the cauldron to become blood soldiers.

And then as the Wan Tu Sect, the ace army that can kill and destroy inexhaustibly.

If you don't stop it, I'm afraid Dazhongshan will be the first target pointed by the troops.

Therefore, the rebellious monks in Lianshiling want to stop all this, and Jiang Li must also stop this from happening.

With the accumulation of one block of black bricks, the Blood King Ding was finally completed before the deadline.

Obviously it is a big tripod made of metal nails, but there is no trace of it on the surface.

Now there is only one last step left, quenching the spirit.

But before that step, some people will die.

After the last profound brick was added up, all the pattern masters were driven out of the arena.

Subsequently, the temperature of the entire site began to skyrocket.

Before quenching and opening the spirit, it is necessary to burn the entire cauldron red, so that the entire rune is unified.

Huyan Longan, who was hiding in the crowd not far away from him, had an ugly expression.

Because of the energy required to push the formation to the extreme, all the fire-attribute monks in the dungeon will be pumped out.

They are destined to wait for the moment of rescue.

"Master Ku, you did a great job."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Li seemed to have become a helpless child. A beast passed by him, making his body instinctively tense and almost unable to move.

A splendid man wearing a red crown walked from behind him and passed close by. The people around stepped aside and respectfully called him the Sect Master.

Jiang Li also hurriedly saluted without revealing any flaws.

This is the head of the Wan Tu Sect, and it is hard to imagine that he is the suzerain of a Demon Sect just by looking at his elegant appearance.

He patted Master Ku on the shoulder.

The Master Ku habitually wanted to scold people, but when he saw that the head was coming, he quickly restrained himself and replaced it with a smiling face.

Fortunately, he completed the refining of the cauldron a few hours earlier. If it was a few hours later, the hand just now was probably slapped on his head.

Wu Fan, the head of Wantu Sect, was not at all afraid of the high temperature in the formation in front of him. He walked into the formation and reached out to grab one of the legs of the Blood King Ding, as if he was picking up a teacup and carrying the entire Blood King Ding. Fiddled to check it out.

The scene was like an ant lifting a car with ease, and exaggerated power gathered in a human body, which looked very inconsistent.

At the same time that they were astonished at their power, Jiang Li and the others also held a heart, for fear that the other party would see something.

Fortunately, the parts of Jiang Li's hands and feet are all on the side of the brick. After casting it on the tripod, it has been completely covered and cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction, but in the end he didn't see anything wrong.

With a bang, the red cauldron was put back on the ground.

The head of Wantu Sect reached out and grabbed it, and a dark shadow was photographed by him from a distance.

When the distance is far, it looks like nothing, but when the thing is close, Jiang Li realizes that compared with the thing, the train looks so slender and short.

"Holy Spirit!"

Not far from Jiang Li, Huyan Longan's voice was almost suppressed by gritted teeth.

That big snake, whose scales are like black jade, is the belief of Luanshiling Xiu Xianjie. When they were not yet strong, they protected the human race here. At this time, they were killed and their corpses were still being played with like this.

Any cultivator of Lianshiling would be angry when they saw this.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and walked to Jiang Li in two steps.

"You better hurry up, there's going to be a big mess here tonight!"

He stuffed a special snake scale into Jiang Li's hands, and then left with the others.

He is now going to the dungeon to rescue the captives.

And that snake scale is the key to finding the Dragon Ball. This guy is trustworthy. Jiang Li originally thought he was cheating himself by writing a bad check, but he didn't expect to honor his promise at this time.

A large knife suddenly appeared in Wu Fan's hand, and he waved it twice, and the huge snake body coiled in the air was cut off into hundreds of segments.

A large amount of snake blood was splashed from the air and fell on the red blood king cauldron.

The moisture in the snake's blood instantly vaporized on the high-temperature metal surface, creating a dense fog that blocked the view.

The essence in it penetrated into every part of the deep cauldron along the blood quenching.

The surrounding spiritual energy rushed in frantically, and they got into the big cauldron to fill the huge gap in the spiritual energy.

The expected rank of Blood King Ding is the earth rank, and the spiritual energy it needs is absolutely astronomical.

In this regard, Wan Tumen is also well prepared.

A large number of middle-grade and high-grade spirit stones were dumped into the cauldron. They occupied the Luanshi Ridge area, and there were countless spirit stone treasures recovered.

In the high temperature that has not dissipated, these spirit stones were directly smelted and fried, and a large amount of high-concentration aura gushed out, constantly filling the needs of the Blood King Ding.

Then the corpse of the giant snake, which had been chopped into hundreds of pieces, was also thrown into the cauldron.

A transparent snake shadow emerged from the snake corpse, but was then captured by the Blood King Ding, struggling and roaring in the cauldron.

At the same time, a blood dragon roared towards the big snake below from the blood crown on Wu Fan's head.

He wants to forcibly refine the guardian spirit beasts of Lianshiling into the artifact spirit of the Blood King Ding, which will make the blood king Ding's power even higher.

But no one noticed that in this big cauldron, with the penetration of snake blood, two hundred symbols identical to the vertical pupil of the black snake were being ignited one by one.

Today is the night of the full moon, but the moon rising today is extra bright red than usual.

At this moment, a red thunderbolt suddenly rose into the sky, and a change occurred in the dungeon not far away.

At this point in time, the commotion was obviously caused by several people in Huyan Longan.

But their actions surprised Jiang Li. A group of severely wounded and defenseless prisoners, if they fought head-on, would never be the opponents of Wan Tu Sect.

They, who have the advantage of the geographical location, should escape quietly. How could it be found so easily.

Sure enough, a cloud-piercing arrow, a large number of Wan Tu Sect cultivators gathered in the city quickly rushed to the dungeon and caught all those cultivators who were about to escape.

The escaped prisoners fought for a while, but it didn't take long before they were all suppressed.

Then, they were locked in a dozen large iron cages and pulled here together.

"Sect Master, these prisoners want to escape, but they have been caught by me, waiting for the Sect Master to be released."

Hundreds of prisoners were crammed into each large iron cage, and if the dozen or so large iron cages were added together, there were thousands of prisoners inside.

After they were captured, they had already gone through several rounds of severe torture, and this time they were captured again, with many heavy injuries on their bodies.

Many prisoners were missing arms and legs, and the viscous blood continued to flow out from under the iron cage, leaving a bright red trail behind.

"It wouldn't be your turn so early."

"But it's nothing, don't worry, all of you can't escape. After you die, you will also become my strength and fight for your enemies."

Wu Fan's voice came from the air, and the phantom of the blood dragon above him also turned his head and looked here.

The phantom of the blood dragon continued to extend, biting a large iron cage in one bite.

The virtual shadow pulled the big iron cage and hung it above the Blood King Cauldron, and then the traces of the teeth ripped the cage, and hundreds of prisoners who were all wounded were poured into the tumbling blood King Cauldron with surging aura.

Their Taoist bodies couldn't stand the refining at all, and soon turned into a pool of blood, and their souls and the giant snake tumbled in pain in the cauldron.

"Come on, bastard! Kill us! I won't let you go if I die!"

"Just you bastards want us to bow our heads! Just wait another 10,000 years!"

What made Jiang Li a little surprised was that he was not afraid at all in the face of this group of cultivators from the chaotic stone ridge, and was still cursing loudly at the surrounding Wantu cultivators.

There is quite a consciousness that even if they die, they will be splashed with old blood.

But Wan Tumen, who kills three or four figures per capita, has long been tired of hearing such words before death, clamoring and begging for mercy.

They were completely unmoved, they just felt noisy.

One by one, the iron cages are constantly being thrown into the cauldron, and the phantom of the mourning soul is entangled with the snake body, and will eventually become what Wantumen wants.

It seems that Wan Tumen's plan is going well.

The early escape plan of the Luanshiling cultivator had also failed.

But among the more than 1,000 prisoners, Jiang Li did not see Huyan Longan and the other five.

Did they leave their companions and run away?

In addition, these cultivators looked at death as if at home, making Jiang Li feel very strange.

They seemed to be impatient to die in that big cauldron.

Jiang Li's doubts did not last long. The blood moon in the sky was so red that it seemed like it was about to drip blood.

Just as the blood moon rose to its highest point, just in time for the hour.

On the scarlet moon, a vertical pupil was suddenly reflected.

The phantom of the big snake in the Blood King Cauldron also stopped struggling at this time.

The more than a thousand wailing souls beside it no longer pretended, they got up laughing and rushed towards their Holy Spirit.

"Damn Wan Tumen! You are fooled!"

"Leave my remnant soul, the Holy Spirit will not die!"

"Long live the Rock Ridge!"

Because of the active integration, thousands of souls entered the body of the Holy Spirit Serpent without any hindrance.

After absorbing thousands of monks' souls, the phantom of the serpent began to expand rapidly, and with the help of the energy in the Blood King Cauldron below, the serpent was recovering its former power.

The two hundred vertical pupil rune nodes inside the Blood King Cauldron were all ignited, and this unfinished magic weapon was out of control at this time.

The vertical pupil rune depicted by Jiang Li himself is the totem symbol of this holy serpent.

Hidden in the cauldron is to open two hundred back doors for the Holy Spirit, allowing it to take control of the cauldron.

In the dungeon just now, the more than 1,000 prisoners didn't really want to escape. When they made a move, they were deliberately seeking death.

Because the Holy Spirit has been exposed to the sun for too long, the soul has been severely injured and may not be able to resist the power of the Blood King Ding.

So after learning about Huyan Longan's plan, they simply agreed to sacrifice themselves to restore the Holy Spirit as much as possible.

They made a noise and angered Wan Tumen just to get Wu Fan to throw them into the Blood King Cauldron ahead of time.

They knew the power of Wan Tu Sect better than anyone else, and it was easier said than done to rescue the captives trapped in the city.

There must be a strong enough existence to temporarily hold Wu Fan and make the entire Black Rock City chaotic before they have a chance to rescue people.

So the Holy Spirit is their only chance.

"Wan Tumen! Wu Fan! Taste the wrath of Luanshiling!"

Blood King Ding's red body shook violently, and the big snake phantom said something, roaring and rushing towards the head of the Wantu Sect above.

The shock wave that exploded on both sides sent everything flying.

Under the vertical pupil of the blood moon, it suddenly turned into a ruin. Even a building made of Black Stone could not withstand such an impact.

Jiang Li was also blown away and landed in a ruin.

When he got up again, he found that there was chaos all around.

He took out a bright blood-colored lotus flower from the coffin.

"Hmm, by the way, let's give you a taste of Dazhongshan's anger."