Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Offer that lotus platform, and I can spare your life."

Wu Fan looked at the blood-colored lotus platform and felt that it matched his temperament.

Then he opened his mouth to the avatar of the **** on the body of the middle lotus platform and asked him to hand over the net lotus of retribution.

Now the high-level leaders of the Chongshan Alliance are besieged by the thirty-three gods of the Wantu Sect, and they rely on the phantom of the lotus platform to resist for a while.

Seeing what it looked like just now, although the net lotus of retribution was strong, it couldn't last for too long.

The accumulated damage cannot be transferred out, and sooner or later it will be unsustainable.

Therefore, Wu Fan had the confidence to say such words.

In his opinion, it is very rare for him to give that person a way out.

He is looking at this earth-level magic way, the main slaughter and bloody, and his attributes. I didn't want to brute force to destroy the magic treasure, so I came forward in person and gave him a chance.

But the people in the lotus are doomed to be ignorant of current affairs.

"The lotus platform is here, why doesn't the head of Wu come to pick it up in person?"

How could the avatar clone controlled by Jiang Li believe that.

Taking advantage of Wu Fan's approach, the lotus phantom suddenly swelled, trying to cover the other party.

If the opponent is enclosed in a lotus, a dozen or so will fight one, and the power of the fruit net lotus may be added, and there may be a little chance.

But Wu Fan just set up the hilt of the blood knife, and the terrifying light of the sword shot back the swollen lotus shadow.

Even the knife light pushed the phantom, and the entire lotus phantom was lifted backwards.

Leaving the ground, the phantom of the lotus became rootless duckweed. Not only was there a crack that almost cut the phantom of the lotus in half, but its defense ability was also greatly reduced.

Then another thirty-three sword lights flew, forming a tornado of sword light, which completely cut the lotus shadow into pieces.

A group of senior leaders of the Chongshan League were also injured under the light of the sword, and the phantom of the lotus first resisted most of the damage, so they could barely rush out of it.

But fleeing for their lives is the most important thing. When they flew out, they could no longer reunite. The more numerous Wantumen Huashen on the opposite side surrounded them and blocked them.

Among them, Shenshan Jianyi, the strongest, was even targeted, surrounded by five blood-knife transformation gods. They also took out the dirty things that were specially designed to defile people, and were ready to give his Guchen sword a ruthless attack at any time.

Coupled with Wu Fan, the head of the Wantu Sect, who stood with a knife, these high-level people in Dazhongshan were even more powerless to escape.

Even as long as he cuts a knife, the current state is already bad, and the Chongshan League roots who are under siege are basically beheading whoever and dying, and the situation is in jeopardy.

Inside the Misty Mountains.

"You guys, do you still want to keep watching like this!"

"Rush out with me! Live and die with Senior Brother Gu Zhu!"

After obtaining the Blood Evil Spirit Guide, the cultivation base has reached the head of the Fumo Hall, Elder He, who is on the verge of breaking through. He can no longer hide in the fog and watch.

Jiang Li, the master who was already known as a reckless husband, came out first, followed by everyone in the Fumo Hall, and then all the disciples of the Tibetan Sutra Valley concentrated here came out.

Their anger has been suffocated for too long, even if they die, they have to wave the magic weapon in their hands, drag one or two backs, and die with the valley owner.

"Shushan Five Elements Peak, is there anyone who is afraid of death?"

"Brothers! Eliminate the devil and guard the way!"

The temperaments of the Five Elements Peaks in Shushan are also strong, and none of them are cowards who can be thrown out of the same sect and survive alone.

They were originally bound by a sentence of taking care of the overall situation, and they were unable to draw out the flying sword in their hands.

Now being surrounded by the reckless Elder He, how can he stand indifferent.

One by one, Yujian rose up. Due to the extremely fast speed, the latter came first, but surpassed everyone in the Tibetan Sutra Valley.

Later, Cihang Temple, not willing to be left behind, tore off the monk's clothes and robes to reveal a sturdy body that seemed to be dyed with gold lacquer, and led the disciples of the Zhongshan League to attack together.

Of course, they are not courting death and rushing to the battlefield of God Transformation. Those high-intensity aftermath are enough to make them die inexplicably.

Under the leadership of Elder He, they headed for the fleet in the sky.

By attacking the fleet, even if it can bring back one or two enemy gods, it can greatly relieve the pressure on the top battlefield.

Countless Chongshan League cultivators flew high into the sky, which caused Wu Fan below to glance slightly.

"Interesting, the cultivator of this big mountain has some courage. I just don't know what your fate is."

He pressed the blood knife on his waist again.

The head of Wantu Sect has a hobby. He likes watching these lower-level monks struggle on the edge of life and death, and then personally smother their courage and hope.

After this knife, I don't know how many brave little guys in the sky will survive?

The waving trajectory of the blood knife on the ground level could not be seen at all, and a blood-colored knife light flew out from below, continuously expanding in the air, and becoming thousands of thousands of pieces, it was about to collide the young Junyan middle-stream of the big mountain, and wipe it out.

"wind!"

But at this moment, a rough sound like a gust of wind whistling in the valley came.

A big mountain in the misty mountains exploded, one taller and bigger than the mountain, with a dragon's head and a cow's ear, and a wind-proof giant with a brow and an eye, and stood up from the collapsed mountain.

He waved his hand to condense a tornado mace, and the tornado mace swept through the mist in the mountain, then swept over and hit Wu Fan's huge sword light directly.

Tornado mace, and Qianzhang Daoguang offset each other.

This ancient relic, who has been sleeping for an unknown number of years, inherited the mighty power of the ancient Fangfeng clan.

The unparalleled power to destroy mountains and mountains, the wind between heaven and earth surrenders at his feet.

The time-space rift on Bailian Mountain was able to be successfully closed back then, but it still relied on this tornado to suppress.

Before Jiang Li, according to the agreement, found this place to sleep in a place rich in earth veins. At first, he was asked to stay near the Sutra Valley. Later, when the headquarters of the Chongshan League was completed, he was transferred to the misty mountains.

For nothing else, I still want this simple and honest giant to sit here.

The strength of the windproof giant is roughly equivalent to the Holy Spirit Serpent in Lianshiling. It is enough to confront the head of Wantu Sect head-on, and it is the only existence that can temporarily block Wu Fan.

It's just that this person is not under the control of the Chongshan League, and it is even more difficult to communicate with him when Jiang Li is not present.

Now that the windproof giant can take action in time, it is already a fortune.

Wu Fan looked at the giant windproof giant like a mountain, the blood knife came out of his body, and two blood-colored figures appeared beside him, showing a cruel smile.

The figure flew to the height of the giant's one-eyed, raised his hand and slashed out hundreds of blood knives that twisted the space, colliding with the gust of wind that gathered in all directions.

The battle between these two has overshadowed the entire battlefield.

It's just that after winning the blood king crown, Wu Fan's strength is better than before, and it is not so simple to want to block him.

In this way, the two sides fought against each other, against the generals, from the king to the king, and launched a full-scale war on the three sausages.

It's just that in the three battlefields, the Chongshan Alliance is at an absolute disadvantage.

Every moment, the blood of the disciples of Dazhongshan was sprinkled on the spot.

Elder He led Fu Mo Tang to the forefront, with a group of disciples beside him, but in such a difficult battle, even Jiang Li's fellow disciples and brothers had already suffered casualties.

Their desperate fight has achieved a little effect.

The two Wan Tumen gods were drawn back from the battlefield on the other side.

But with their participation, the battle situation here has fallen into a one-sided slaughter.

"Beast figure crazy blood! Blood evil spirit guide!"

Elder He disregarded the injuries all over his body, and once again broke out the animal blood tattoos on his body, and rushed to block the two gods with a group of Nascent Souls.

With the blood essence accumulated over the years, the beast pattern has been fully erupted, and even the dragon's blood has been thrown into it. Coupled with the power of the blood evil spirit, the limit of strength has faintly crossed that boundary.

If you can survive after this battle, breaking through the divine transformation is a matter of course.

But in this situation, how difficult it is to survive.

On the Five Elements Peak of Shushan Mountain, five Nascent Souls formed a sword formation and barely blocked one, while Elder He could only block the other by himself.

He is about to break through, but he hasn't broken through yet. He took ten knives with both fists in a row, but after ten knives, he couldn't parry, and he was slashed on his body, splitting his blood.

The twelfth blood saber slashed horizontally, and in just a split second, his head would be chopped off.

At the moment of facing death, Elder He's mood was calm. He already had one of the best disciples to carry on his mantle.

Jiang Li, it should be out of blue by now.

However, at the moment when the knife light flashed in front of him, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky, a palm stretched out from the ray of light, and at the last caught the **** knife that was deadly.

The man was wearing a black-scaled gauntlet on his hands, wearing a heavy mountain embroidered robe, and a dark chain hanging from his waist.

That back figure was very familiar to Elder He.

"Master, Jiang Li is late!"

It wasn't Jiang Li, the leader of the Chongshan Alliance, who grabbed the God Transformation Blood Sword.

The blood knife that was caught in his hand creaked, and the **** of Wan Tumen on the opposite side wanted to continue to advance the blood knife and cut off Jiang Li's palm, but his blade could not cut through the black scale armor of the ancient Yin Shang.

He wanted to draw the knife and retreat again, but was horrified to find that he couldn't either.

Jiang Li's power can originally suppress the armored noodle monster that is equivalent to a human cultivator.

It was even more so after he obtained one of the nine sons of the ancient ancestors, the remnant of the underlord who was famous for his strength.

I want to take the knife away from his hand, unless the opposite is an individual cultivation god.

Jiang Li held the blood knife in his right hand, and a purple-red energy sphere appeared in the palm of his left hand, and pushed it forward and pressed it against the opponent's stomach.

The purple-red energy ball suddenly swelled, and it was already three feet in diameter in an instant.

Wan Tumen Huashen could no longer grasp his blood knife, and was smashed backwards by the huge blood ball.

The devastating fusion energy ball slammed into a flying boat against such a god, and then the energy exploded completely, and together with the two flying boats on the side, it also enveloped and completely destroyed.

"Everyone! Stop!"

Just throwing off the blood knife in his hand, Jiang Li shouted and spread all over the battlefield.

As his voice fell, a dazzling colorful glow suddenly appeared above the sky.

Immediately, a huge palace made of clouds and mist was pressed on top of everyone's heads.

It was like the arrival of the real Asgard, and the endless power poured down, making the battlefield quiet soon, and even the craziest Blood Sword Guard couldn't move under that kind of oppression.

Everyone can feel that in that palace, there is an extremely powerful existence that is looking down on them.

Wherever those eyes were directed, the monks were so chilled that they dared not move.

Even the battlefield at the level of the gods is the same.

The only people who could resist the oppression of the White Cloud Palace were Wu Fan, the head of the Wan Tu Sect, and the Wind-proof Giant.

Then two more rays of light fell, shrouding them, and Wu Fan couldn't break them even with a few knives.

When I looked up, I found the White Cloud Palace that was pressing across the sky.

"Yunfu!"

His brows furrowed tightly, the power represented by this cloud palace, they can't afford to provoke Wan Tumen.

Under the pressure of Yunfu, the war finally stopped.

The monks of the Chongshan League, who were all seriously injured, immediately gathered together to take medicine and heal their wounds. The wounded in one place looked miserable.

If the war continues, the Chongshan League cultivators here will not be able to escape.

After that, the fate of Dazhongshan is now maintained by one person.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at the young Alliance Leader Jiang Lijiang who was standing in the air.

The leader of the Chongshan Alliance, who was young and had a low cultivation base, suffered a lot of controversy when he first ascended to the throne.

But in the days that followed, the young man quickly proved himself. Every time he makes decisions, he can bring great benefits to Dazhongshan.

And he is full of talent, and his strength is rising like a rocket. Just now, if they were not mistaken, Jiang Li seemed to have knocked out one of Wan Tu Sect's transformation gods in a single face-to-face.

With such a speed of progress, even if Dazhongshan was destroyed, he would definitely be able to avenge them.

This time, Jiang Li came back from danger and stopped the battlefield in one sentence, wondering if he could bring another miracle to Dazhongshan.

"It's not just an adult from the Yunfu who came, my Wan Tumen should have never offended the Yunfu."

"The Wantu Sect has already recognized the punishment for the Lianshiling incident. I have waited for many years to fight the trolls for the Eastern Region, and even Yunfu has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of our sect."

Trapped in the glow, Wu Fan was neither humble nor arrogant, and said to the White Cloud Palace above.

"Starting today, the Chongshan Alliance has become a member of our temple and is protected by the covenant of the temple."

"The inferior Sishen Wantumen, immediately stop all hostile actions against the Dazhong Mountain, evacuate the Dazhong Mountain, and do not step into this area without permission!"

In the Yunfu, a cold female voice resounded across the sky.

Many senior leaders of the Chongshan Alliance were delighted when they heard that Jiang Li had actually made a lot of contributions within ten days, joined the Temple of the Sishen, and even persuaded Yunfu to come to mediate.

After becoming a member of the Sishen Temple, you will enjoy the protection of the Sishen Temple, and the Dazhongshan Xiuxian Realm will be considered safe.

"Where is the Luanshiling cultivator?"

After these words fell, Wu Fan's face turned dark. The blood crown on his head is urging him to kill all the time.

Now it seems that he has to change places.

But the voices in the White Cloud Palace did not stop.

Huyan Longan, who was not lightly injured, heard the voice of the cloud, and with the help of a female cultivator, he flew into the air to pay homage to the sky.

"Lanshiling, would you like to join the Chongshan Alliance?"

This is an additional small request made by Jiang Li. Now he is a celebrity in the eyes of the Three Gods Zhu Yunfu, and such a small request will not be rejected at all.

Huyan Longan was stunned for a while, and after looking at Jiang Li, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com suddenly understood something, and quickly said to the top.

"In Long'an, Huyan, I would like to join the Chongshan Alliance on behalf of the remnants of the Ruanshiling Cultivation World."

"His Royal Highness and other Sishen Chongshan Gate are attacked by the inferior Sishen Wantu Gate for no reason, and they lose a territory. They can enjoy the right of revenge and counterattack for a period of ten years."

"Limit Wan Tumen to repay the plunder, and pay the reconstruction compensation within three months!"

A temple power can be merged by up to three powers.

At the end of Jiang Li's joining the Temple of Sishen, he also pulled the last monks in Lianshiling.

In addition to being loyal to allies, it is also for the legitimate and legitimate right of revenge to fight back.

Under the circumstance that the Yunfu deliberately took sides, this right meant that in the next ten years, the Chongshan Alliance could disregard the regulations that the members of the Sishen Temple could not attack each other, and retaliate against the Wantu Sect at any time.

But Wan Tu Sect could not enter the big mountain to attack them.

Ten years is enough.