Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li took out the desperate card from the inside.

It was stuffed out of the gaps in the vines around him.

A large number of desperate cards fell to the ground, and this kind of efficiency made Grandma Mingshan very satisfied. He also gave him a gourd of yellow spring water on the spot.

And then she also released the 2,000 ghosts she had chosen.

Although Jiang Li had captured a lot of her subordinates before, of course it wasn't the only thing left.

But it is a pity that the demons and ghosts sent out before failed to successfully capture the other four-handed people.

As a result, there are only so many Yangshou copper coins.

You must know that ghosts without longevity, even if they hold the card of death, will not be drawn by the city of death.

So they can only bring 2,000 ghosts at most this time.

Soon, every ghost, including the eight demon kings, was allotted a doomsday card and a copper coin of Shouyuan.

Then a black silk thread extended from Grandma Ming Shan's hand.

Through all the ghosts, and then weaving and winding, there is a way of threading and threading, connecting them all together.

The black silk thread shrank, and the two thousand ghosts were pulled and gathered together more and more.

A full 2,000 pieces of desperate cards were spliced ​​together, and they fit together perfectly, forming a white canoe.

This was the method that Jiang Li had experimented with with his ghost soldiers when he was in Fengdu.

A single ghost is easy to get lost after entering the void. However, if a large number of ghosts gather together, its safety will be greatly increased.

Since now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope. Jiang Li also needs a powerful being to find a way for him to the dead city.

He was very considerate and took the initiative to provide this kind of critical advice to the grandma.

For a time, the overlord of the Shady Mountain greatly increased his trust in the Wisteria Demon.

If it goes on like this, the ultimate dream of having a lover with grandma Mingshan in the wisteria demon dream is not impossible to realize.

Every time he thinks of this, Jiang Li's scalp tingles.

Pushing the canoe into the void, Grandma Mingshan and the Eight Demons also jumped on it.

Soon, they felt a gravitational pull that acted on them and all the ghosts with the Death Card.

A single pulling force is really insignificant, and any gust of wind may blow them to other places.

But now, more than 2,000 traction forces have come together, which not only greatly increases the safety. The speed is also much faster than the speed of the previous Taoist Xingxing, when one person jumped into the void.

The fragments of the underworld at the back were soon out of sight, and only a wooden boat composed of desperate cards and two thousand ghosts was left floating in the void.

There is no reference around, so they can't even tell whether they are moving forward. This makes the waiting time even longer.

And the grandmother of Mingshan actually did not forget to bring the stage at this time.

Just in time to have nothing to do, the tactful and mournful opera sound came out again, floating in the void.

The eight ghost kings who just died couldn't lose face of the grandma, so they could only sit on the deck obediently and watch the play.

The already long days made it a lot more difficult.

Only Jiang Li, who was hiding inside the vine shell, could block his ears and hide. He was also busy at this time.

Compared to the dead silence of his body, the spiritual energy in his body was unprecedentedly active.

Running the Jiuyou Daojing, the cultivation base grows faster than a hundred times more than in the past.

The Nascent Soul within the body became more and more round and full.

This time, not only did Jiang Li's Nascent Soul wither away, but instead, he showed a different look under the haunting of death.

The perception from life to death made his Jiuyou Daojing undergo a qualitative change.

Cultivating at this time, turning insights into gains, is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for ordinary monks.

Now even if it is outside, Grandma Mingshan distributes earth-level magic weapons one by one, and he can't guarantee whether he will be interested in taking a look.

. . . .

Time passed little by little, when the gang of Beiyin Mountain was drifting in the void.

The Eastern Region of Cangyun Continent in the Kyushu Continent has almost broken his head.

The attack at that time was not only not the end, but only a preview of the beginning.

Even if the three pillars of the gods made their own shots, they blocked the door of the city of death in the bloody land.

But for some unknown reason, the group of deceased people can still appear in every corner of the Eastern Realm of Immortal Cultivation.

Those who have returned from the dead have launched a series of attacks.

But this time, it was different from the last time when a large number of ancestors who died in vain were released, and they attacked the entire Eastern Region of Immortal Cultivation in a carpet-like manner.

This time they attacked not many sects, but the concentrated strength was even more suffocating.

In fact, according to some information obtained in the last attack.

The power really controlled by the Blood King is not as much as he imagined. He also did not master the entire city of the dead.

Otherwise, in the entire city of vain death, all the people who died in vain who have not yet reached the end of their lives will come out of their nests, and the Eastern Regions of Immortal Cultivation will be united, and there is no certainty of winning.

The intensity of the attacks since then was mainly too elusive.

With the power that the Blood Prince is showing now, he concentrated on attacking one family alone.

Under the Three Divine Pillars, no one dared to say that they could withstand it.

Due to the constant attacks, the forces under the Temple of the Sishen are in danger.

The attack of the Blood King is even more irregular.

Those sects are big and small, and it seems that there is no connection at all.

The dignified temple of the temple was led by a group of dead people by the nose. The large number of casualties challenged their prestige for the first time.

Fortunately, with the destruction of every sect, the Temple of Sishen finally found some clues.

After that night, all the sects that were attacked were the forces that had obtained the bodies of the last nine kings of the Xiuxian Dynasty.

Once the pattern is found, their motives are not hard to guess.

The Blood Prince did not secretly open the Epangdi Palace, but instead fought against the entire Eastern Region with great fanfare, just to retrieve the corpse.

But when they reacted, seven of the nine kings had already fallen into the hands of the blood king.

Of course, in fact, the body of the polar backer king is in Jiang Li's hands.

It's just that there was a war over there at that time, and no one knew the final result. But since one of them was not from the Sishen Temple side, they naturally thought that the body of the extreme backer had also fallen into the hands of the Blood King.

Now, only the corpse of the Blood King himself, and the corpse of the King Ning, are still in the hands of the Sishen Temple.

"The gathering of the last nine kings is the way to open the Afangdi Palace? Those guys really lied to us for a long time."

"After the fall of the Qin Dynasty, we really never got together again. Many old friends are gone."

"It turns out that the key to the biggest treasure has always been in our hands. It's ridiculous to empty the treasure house without knowing it."

On a crystal-like mountain, a few cultivators with crane-haired faces stood on the top of the mountain, chatting about the past with a nostalgic look.

Several old men looked down at the mountain below. Through the pure and transparent mountain, they could see two corpses that were frozen.

The two corpses looked very similar, but were far different in age and temperament.

One of the corpses had white temples and ears and drooping shoulders. If someone who is good at looking at things is here, you can see that this person has a happy face and must be full of children and grandchildren.

This is exactly the case, this is the King Ning who gave birth to more than 300 children in his life and once had prosperous children and grandchildren.

The other person who was frozen not far from him looked much younger, with a gentle and elegant face, only those eyes, even if they were closed, revealed an irresistible heroic spirit.

In the center of the corpse's eyebrows, there is a red mark in the shape of a drop of blood, which adds a bit of strangeness to that soft face.

That is the culprit that caused today's chaotic situation, the Qin Dynasty Xiuxian Dynasty, the corpse of the blood prince.

Look at the corpse that still maintains its youthful appearance.

One of the old men suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Actually, the child of the Blood King has always been a good boy. He is very talented and has an excellent temperament, but he is too stubborn."

"If he is not a member of the royal family, maybe the old man is passing on his mantle to him."

The old man smiled as he recalled his dead apprentice.

In this era, perhaps few people already know that this old man who is almost standing at the top of the Eastern Region's Immortal Cultivation Realm still has such a close relationship with the Blood King back then.

"If he didn't have troops back then, the Qin Dynasty wouldn't have fallen apart so quickly."

"Everything is the general trend. This is the general trend of the world, and it is unstoppable. It is only his fault that he stands opposite the entire world of cultivating immortals."

"And now it seems that the blood king back then didn't believe so much in your master."

"How do you know more than half of the secrets of the Afangdi Palace?"

The relaxed words of these people revealed that they were all characters from thousands of years ago.

Just that kind of life essence is not what ordinary monks can imagine.

These old monsters gathered here, moved the corpses of the two princes to the same place, and did not make any cover up in such broad daylight.

Their purpose is self-evident.

The Temple of Si intends to draw out the blood king who is attacking everywhere.

This can appease those sects who are in constant fear of being attacked. You can also defeat the damn blood king head-on.

This is Yangmou. If the kings want these two corpses, they must come here to snatch them directly.

"Guys, do you feel it?"

"Yes, my apprentice is here."

"They have been dead for thousands of years, and they still have to climb out of the underworld to make trouble for me, but I really don't know how to respect teachers."

"Hmph, it's still the same old school."

"They have been lying in the ground for thousands of years, how can we know what the current world of immortal cultivation has become!"

"Forget it, let's take that Afanglong vein as compensation for their rudeness."

"A national treasure handed down from the Qin Dynasty, we must make our old friends go a step further!"

Several old men raised their eyes and looked into the distance.

From the sky, a red cloud rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, pressing down on this crystal-like mountain.

A young man wearing a blood-colored crown above the red cloud stood on the cloud with positive and negative hands.

Just like thousands of years ago, there are millions of blood-colored armored soldiers behind him.

That was the power he got when he tried to save the dynasty and sacrificed one of the people.

It's just that there is no such a good teacher next to him now, who will stab him in his heart!

Below, on the top of the mountain where there were only a few people, light and shadow appeared, and a large number of top cultivators who had already been ambushed here removed their disguise and revealed their true bodies.

The layers of the formations are shining brightly. Since they want to seduce people to a decisive battle, why don't they prepare for it?

No words are needed, the next moment of amazing collision is on the verge of triggering.

On that day, the entire Eastern Realm of Immortal Cultivation felt the tremors of heaven and earth.

. . . .

Eighteen days later, Jiang Li, who had been immersed in cultivation, finally opened his eyes with a look of joy on his face.

It's not in vain that he thought about this mountain for so long.

The environment on this mountain has helped him to practice, and it is indeed unparalleled and powerful.

This time, from life to death, he can at least top his twenty years of penance.

This is Jiang Li's 20 years of ascetic cultivation.

With the benefits of many states, other Nascent Souls and even Spirit Transformation cultivators have spent their entire lives, and may not be able to catch up with his twenty years of gains.

Even the Nascent Soul in his true immortal form had already filled most of it.

He had a hunch that as long as he turned from death to life again, he would be able to directly complete his meritorious deeds and transform his Nascent Soul into a God!

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth are nine secluded trees, which stand between yin and yang, neither life nor death.

How can one cultivate the essence of it just by being alive?

Only by comprehending the mystery of yin and yang at the entrance of life and death can the true power of Jiuyou Daojing be brought into play!

Wait for him to break through into a god.

When will the Earth Immortal be strong? Hmph, dare to come to him to do things again, but it's just hanging on the branches of Jiuyou.

At this time, in front of the Destiny Card Flying Boat, a piece of land floating in the void is also getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.

Jiang Li, who had woken up, looked at the land in front of him from a distance.

Each piece of the underworld fragment, perhaps due to the different cores on it, will have some changes in the environment.

Jiang Li already had a deep understanding of this between the Netherland Illusion and the Shards of Backyin Mountain.

And the piece in front of it, in addition to the same rich Netherland Yin Qi, actually gave Jiang Li something. . . The feeling of returning to the Yangshi Kyushu Continent?

kill! kill! kill!

On a fertile grassland, millions of armored soldiers charged at each other with swords that had long been rusted and full of gaps.

The sword pierced the flesh, and the blood flowed.

The blood that seeps into the ground makes the land below it more fertile.

This was a tragic war, but in Jiang Li's eyes, their speed was slower than a turtle crawling, and the weapons in their hands were as weak as the wooden sticks in the hands of a three-year-old child.

Because these soldiers who are tearing up are just weak mortals.

With Jiang Li's strength at this time, he could suppress them all with his backhand.

It should be a battlefield between two mortal kingdoms.

At most, there are more people participating in the battle. There is nothing unusual about this.

In the world of immortality, some sect forces will deliberately guide the mortal kingdom to fight on specific battlefields.

Blood grass is cultivated on a large scale with the blood of soldiers and soldiers. That is the main material used to train Qi Yang Dan and Qi Hui Dan.

Therefore, there have never been many wars in the Kyushu mainland. Jiang Li himself has seen a lot.

But the problem is that this is the underworld, and it's not a problem if the tenacious human race like the four-handed people can survive.

What happened to these millions of mortals?

There was an accident in our village the day before yesterday! Strong x young girl!

It's so exaggerated! It took four years to find out. .

That man was a sixty-year-old unemployed vagabond who drank every day, and at first glance he was not a good person.

The girl is divorced, her mother is not at home, and her father is also involved in gambling and drugs, and no one takes her.

It's so outrageous, he was nine years old until he was thirteen years old, and he was only discovered yesterday! Who are these people. !