Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Netherland fantasy, beside Fengdu City, above the tomb of the fox fairy.

A piece of illusion overlapped and opened, and then a large number of heads appeared here.

"It's such a strong yin, and there are a lot of ghosts wandering around, where is this place?"

"That one over there is Fengdu City? Here... it's really a fantasy realm of the underworld!"

"Isn't it possible to open the Underworld illusion only in the ghost king wasteland?"

"We really all escaped! As expected of the Sect Master!"

The cultivator of the beast mad sect, who was still immersed in fear, suddenly found himself and the others in the blink of an eye, in the underworld illusion that should be in the ghost king wasteland thousands of miles away.

Even if the Sishen Temple had great powers, they would never have imagined that they would escape under their noses like this.

But before they were happy for long, they found that there seemed to be more and more lonely ghosts wandering around.

Those ghosts who had recovered their appearance were not far away, staring straight at them. Black saliva dripped down the corners of their mouths, perfectly interpreting their desire for fresh human flesh.

The lively popularity of more than 50,000 cultivators, without the slightest concealment, gathered together, like the flames of beacon fires lit by hundreds of Taoists at the same time.

In the eyes of ghosts who are cold and long for life and warmth, how eye-catching and attractive it is.

Soon, there will be more and more ghosts of various shapes.

At the beginning, when there were only dozens or hundreds, they just watched from a distance. Don't dare to get too close to the strong popularity.

But as the number increased, the daring of these ghosts became more and more abundant. It is getting closer and closer to them step by step.

Some wandering ghosts are fine, but the problem is that the gathering of 50,000 undisguised humans has also attracted the attention of more powerful ghosts in the nearby Fengdu city.

"Sect Master, the three leaders, these ghosts are gathering more and more, do we have to find a place to avoid first?"

"Wait, no! That's the ghost king! The ghost king!"

The gloomy environment made these monks quickly recover from the joy of escaping and ascending to heaven.

Then there were four black phantoms with a height of more than 100 meters, sticking their heads out of Fengdu City and looking straight at them.

The previous ghost king battle is still vivid in my mind. It is a powerful ghost that has forced several middle-level **** forces to avoid their sharp edges.

The king of ghosts, compared to the realm classification of human monks, is above the level of gods, but not as good as earth immortals.

If you come to just one, it is not something that the Mad Beast Sect can deal with. Now there are four of them, and the fifty thousand of them will end up giving them a full meal.

This is just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's den again.

"Don't worry, I'll be ready."

"Now all the elders of the gods have eaten this kind of spiritual fruit. It can not only improve your cultivation, but also avoid the attack of the ghost king."

Looking at the few ghost kings walking over the city wall step by step, the Sect Master of the Beast Mad Sect and the other three leaders kept poking out from the coffin one after another, which looked very attractive, but were full of evil spirits. , distributed to the hands of all the elders of the gods.

"I've already taken them, hurry up and eat them."

Naturally, this group of God Transformation elders also felt the hidden danger in Jiuyou Earth Fruit.

If someone else asked them to eat it, they would definitely not be willing.

But the four leaders are worthy of their trust. Now, at this critical moment of life and death, the ghost kings are getting closer and closer, but they really have nowhere to go.

He could only hold the last straw, choose to believe the sect master's words, and swallowed the Nine Serenity Earth Fruits one by one.

When these spiritual fruits entered their stomachs, they instantly turned into huge spiritual qi that merged into their sea of ​​​​qi and penetrated into their limbs and bones.

A batch of Nine Serenity Earth Fruits made the god-turning elders of the entire beast mad sect steadily improve their strength, raising a level.

Even if they don't rely on war beasts, their combat power now exceeds that of ordinary gods.

The only thing that made them feel bad was that there was a black line in the spirit fruit, going straight to their primordial spirit.

These things make them instinctively want to avoid. But now the fate of Yuanshen's out-of-body is equivalent to giving snacks to the ghost king.

They had no other choice, but reluctantly obeyed the Sect Master's orders, no longer resisted and accepted the power, and then all lay down one by one.

"Master Kong, you did a good job."

A calm voice sounded, and the coffin that was respectfully held in the hands of the beast mad sect master flew up automatically, and fell to the ground and transformed into a portal.

In the eyes of all the disciples of the mad beast sect, the leader of the four lines of beasts immediately knelt to the ground and bowed his head in front of the coffin.

In front of them, a young figure with a mask walked out, and the female ghost Qin Shuman immediately walked behind him to serve.

This person is Jiang Li.

In order to prevent the elders from being wary, he had been staying in the coffin to command remotely.

He didn't appear until all the elders of the beast mad sect took down Jiuyou Diguo.

However, he wore a mask on his face and still did not show his real body.

Because there are more than 50,000 beast mad sect disciples, it is impossible for him to control all of them with the seed of spiritual root in a short time.

To prevent identity leaks, wearing a mask can save you a lot of trouble.

"Appease your disciples and tell them not to run around."

Leaving a sentence lightly, Jiang Li flew to the four ghost kings who were walking step by step.

Behind him, Qin Shuman smiled like a flowery skirt, and summoned thousands of ghost soldiers.

Following closely behind Jiang Li, he led the rolling dark clouds and rushed towards those lonely ghosts attracted by fifty thousand living people.

It takes a thousand days to keep an army, and a moment to use it.

An astonishing number of well-trained Yin Burial Corps, facing those wild ghosts scattered in the sand, completely showed a one-sided harvesting situation.

They easily swallowed and absorbed a large number of ghosts and became one of them.

Among them, there are many powerful old ghosts, who were also shot by Qin Shuman and won one by one.

After special training and training in the later stage, they can also be promoted to generals in the Corps of Burials.

To further enhance the combat effectiveness of the ghost soldiers, the division of the army can also be more flexible.

Here, we use war to support war, and the more we fight, the stronger we become.

Jiang Li, on the other hand, had already flown in front of the four ghost kings.

He has to face these four natural disaster-like ghosts alone.

"What a young, masculine body."

"Young man, you are very courageous and dare to stand in front of me."

"Well, as long as you cut off ten pounds of flesh and blood to sacrifice to this king every full moon night, how about I leave you alive?"

A huge phantom walking in the front disappeared, and turned into a fierce butcher with a fat head and big ears with a butcher knife.

"Ten catties of meat, no more or no less."

The butcher approached Jiang Li with his oily nose, greedily breathing in the smell of Jiang Li's body.

"Eating a butcher, such a handsome young man, it would be a pity to eat it, why not give it to an old woman?"

"Young and young, mother-in-law, I have thousands of family wealth, thousands of servants, and a beautiful little granddaughter who is just right for you."

"As long as you nod your head and be my uncle, my mother-in-law will drive this fat butcher away for you."

Another ghost king, Xuyin, turned the false into the real, and turned into a rickety old woman, walking in the air with a cane, and approached Jiang Li, expressing that he would ask for a son-in-law with a lot of money.

But on the back of her head, which was covered with gray hair, there was a young woman's face with oily hair and pink face, giggling giggling, her eyes full of spring.

That's what she calls her granddaughter.

"Young man, have pity on me! Have pity on me! The old beggar has not eaten for eight hundred years!"

"I'm still saved! I'm still saved! Don't burn me! Young man, I'm not sick, you say! I'm still saved, right!"

Then another beggar with a thin body but a belly as big as a ball, and a patient with sores and pus all over his body surrounded Jiang Li.

There is no doubt that these are the other two ghost kings.

Jiang Li has a special breath, and the taste of flesh and blood is extremely noble.

It's the emperor and the dragon's blood again, let alone them, Jiang Li wanted to take two bites when he saw himself.

After the four ghost kings discovered him, they gave up the fifty thousand living people not far away and began to surround him with "deficiency and warmth".

"This meat is too fragrant, let me chop his hand first and make a drawer of buns, let's taste it together and talk about it!"

At the beginning, the fat butcher couldn't help it, he raised the butcher's knife and slashed towards Jiang Li's left hand.

A cold light flashed across, and an arm flew up.

But that arm was thick and fat, and it was holding a blood-stained butcher's knife, which was obviously not owned by Jiang Li.

The ghost king butcher first looked at his empty shoulders in doubt, and after a while, he realized that his arm was cut off.

"Ahhh! It hurts so much! Boy, I want to eat you, I want to eat you!"

Being cut off by the Sword of Immortal Slaying is a hundred times more painful than the cruelest punishment in the world.

He didn't roll around on the ground, but he had good perseverance.

"Eat? Is it really that delicious?"

"Come on Holy Spirit, come and taste this Mr. Butcher!"

From behind Jiang Li, a burning white flame suddenly emerged, swallowing the fat arm and the butcher knife on it in one bite.

The arm and the butcher's knife looked like they were entities, but they were actually condensed souls to the extreme.

The white flame Holy Spirit twisted and swelled his body excitedly, absorbing this level of soul, making it stronger.

Part of the soul was burned by the cold flame of the white ghost lamp. The pain, the butcher Ghost King Bie, couldn't bear it any longer. He fell from the air and cried frantically with his arms in his arms.

The cold flame of the ghost lamp is burning more and more vigorously. It has been looking forward to the delicious taste of the ghost king for a long time. Now that it has tasted the beginning, it is looking at the other three ghost kings surrounding Jiang Li.

The bodies of the three ghost kings froze, as if they were being stared at by some wild beast, and deep fear emerged from their souls.

"Well, the old woman suddenly remembered that my granddaughter died hundreds of years ago. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

The old woman smiled embarrassedly and turned to leave, but she acted like the wind even though she organized crutches.

"This son doesn't have any money. The old beggar has hands and feet, so he's better off on his own. Don't bother, don't bother..."

Sick Ghost: ... "Run!"

Another beggar ghost, a sick and dead ghost is also a ghost, turning into a cloud of black smoke and trying to escape, the farther away from the flame, the better.

It's a pity, pretending to be forced and running, how can there be such a good thing?

"Since you're here, can you leave if you want?"

Jiang Li raised his hand and waved, and the chains stained with tiny white flames flew out, just connecting to the tail of the Sword of Immortal Slaying.

The infinite extension of the prisoner dragon's lock, under the traction of the Immortal Slaying Flying Sword, was continuously intertwined and circled in the air, and soon formed a spherical chain cage, enclosing himself and the four ghost kings in it.

It is Jiang Li's specialty, Jiugong Bagua tortoise shell binding!

The dragon lock alone cannot cause any hindrance to these four guys.

But the tiny flames stained on the chains are really deadly things.

The four ghost kings were blocked from their way, and when they turned back, their eyes were full of fierce light!

"Young man, I advise you not to deceive people too much!"

"Everyone take a step back, and we won't come to trouble you in the future. It's better to have multiple friends in this ghost realm!"

"Young man! Do you want to feel the pain of dying from illness!"

The ghost king who fled for his life reappeared in his original form. They didn't dare to collide at all, and they were stained with the chains of the cold flame of the ghost lamp.

Although I don't know what kind of flame it is, but when they encounter it, they definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Except for the butcher ghost king who was still mourning, the remaining three guys joined together for the first time, ready to kill this stranger together.

Jiang Li was completely indifferent to their threats.

The crisp sound of the chains rubbing sounded, and the spherical chain cage was constantly shrinking.

Before long, they will inevitably be contaminated by those white flames.

"Damn it! Do you really think we were made of mud? Boy! Look at the mother-in-law's eyes."

The old ghost king took the lead, and after making eye contact with Jiang Li, he put his hands on his head and began to break his head.

Little by little, she turned the face on the back of her head to the front.

And Jiang Li's head also turned uncontrollably synchronously, and soon the neck bone creaking, and it was about to be forcibly twisted.

"The source of the plague!"

The plague ghost king shook his tattered clothes, and a group of big green flies flew out immediately, carrying a disgusting stench, and rushed towards Jiang Li.

Every fly here represents a deadly disease.

Many diseases have no cure even in the immortal world, and will haunt monks until the end of their lives.

"Bring it to you!"

The beggar and ghost king knocked on Jiang Li a tattered job.

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Jiang Li's stomach swelled inexplicably, and the spiritual energy and life essence in his body began to disappear out of thin air.

Those longevity spiritual energy were stripped off by mysterious means, and fell into the rice bowl, painted into black coins.

As expected of a ghost king, his strength is really strong, and everyone has their own talents. With Jiang Li's resistance, they will be easily attacked.

If he didn't use the cold flame of the ghost lamp and all kinds of magic weapons, Jiang Li would have a 55 to 50 chance of winning against any of them.

But who made Jiang Li hold all these rare treasures in the world?

Jiang Li, who was about to pretend to be dead when he saw the ghost kings and dodged far away, is now fully capable of hanging them up and pumping them!

"Ghost lamp! Judgment!"

The ghost lamp wrapped around Jiang Li's body roared and the Holy Spirit flew out, white flames fell on the three ghost kings, and the raging fire couldn't be stopped burning, eroding their sinful souls.