Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

One breath, two breaths, three breaths. . . The three ghost kings gritted their teeth with grimacing faces.

They breathed out the filthy yin that froze their souls, trying to blow out those white flames.

But ghost lamps burn with cold flames and do not rely on heat at all.

That kind of yin qi mixed with negative emotions and polluting the soul is the best nourishment for the cold flame of the ghost lamp.

This is how this kind of flame restrains ghosts. They have no effective means to stop the burning.

If the original black ghost lights, as ghost kings, they might still be able to find one or two ways to disperse or block them.

But Ghost Lantern, which has evolved once, is no less restrained against ghosts than Jiuyoumu.

These kings of ghosts can only continuously release yin energy to split the ghost body and remove the part contaminated with white ghost lights.

The pain it caused them was indescribable.

And, the space to avoid is getting smaller and smaller, but the white fire snake is getting bigger and bigger, and sooner or later they will always be burned out.

"Young man! We admit defeat! We are willing to give up Fengdu!"

"When we hear your name in the future, we will retreat."

"Quickly put away the flame! Quickly!"

The three ghost kings began to beg for mercy, but the ghosts' words were always "nonsense".

The strange attacks in their hands had no intention of stopping.

Snapped! With a bang, Jiang Li's neck, which was enough to support a mountain peak, was finally forcibly twisted, and turned 180 degrees to his back.

On his body, black spots began to appear, and there were more than a dozen vicious diseases raging in his body.

His belly was bulging even higher, as big as a leather ball, and the belly was stretched thinner and thinner, almost transparent, and the bluish-black clods in it could be vaguely seen.

In this way, Jiang Li, not to be outdone, motivated the ghost lamp Leng Yan.

"Damn it! This kid won't let us live!"

"Fat butcher! How long do you want to wait!"

The old ghost king shouted sharply, and suddenly a fat figure appeared in front of Jiang Li.

But at this time, his head was twisted 180 degrees behind him, but he couldn't see the picture in front of him.

A big butcher knife appeared and slashed at Jiang Lidoudu's head.

It was the butcher ghost king who had been lying on the ground just now, rolling around and pretending to be dead. While Jiang Li was being cured by multiple ghost curses, he suddenly attacked.

The slaughtering knife was like an illusory shadow, it didn't hurt Jiang Li's body in the slightest, but it cut into Jiang Li's spiritual world directly through the body.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a blood-stained ghost king slaughtering knife fell, first tearing apart the starry night sky at the top, then breaking through the rolling calamity clouds in the middle, and slashing straight down at a figure under the nine secluded trees in the Five Elements Peak.

The power of the ghost king's life-threatening blow is truly extraordinary!

Even the cultivator Yuanshen will definitely be split into two halves under this knife!

Under the shade of Jiuyoumu, the Nascent Soul with three heads and eight arms opened three pairs of eyes and looked up.

The black and white lotus pedestal under the seat radiated light, Nascent Soul disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already under the butcher's knife.

Raising the hand that had always been fleshy, Jiang Li's Nascent Soul directly grabbed the ghost king's butcher's knife.

The butcher's knife that ripped apart the soul could not enter an inch in his hand. Instead, a large blood-colored crack spread out from his palm.

The cold flame of a ghost lamp floating on Nascent Soul's palm immediately turned into a fire dragon and entangled up, and more blood-colored chaotic will poured into it along the arm.

"what!"

The butcher Ghost King, who had high hopes, let out a scream.

The butcher knife that had just been condensed in his hand was rushed by the chaotic will and shattered instantly.

There was also a white fire dragon that emerged from Jiang Li's eyebrows, snaked up along the fat ghost hand, and bit his neck.

This time, the Butcher Ghost King really couldn't move.

Jiang Li raised his hand and grabbed the chain beside him and twitched suddenly.

Jiugong Bagua tortoise shell quickly tightened the chain cage, tying the four ghost kings together inside.

The white flame on the surface of the chain burns them to a golden yellow color, sizzling with oil, and then sprinkle with barbecue ingredients and they are ready to serve.

"No! You can't kill us!"

"You've been cursed by us! If you kill us, you'll live a lifeless life!"

"Let us go! We are willing to pay the price!"

The four ghost kings were bound together, unable to resist.

But at this time, Jiang Li's condition didn't look much better.

The head was folded to the back and hung there softly, and it was extremely painful to move.

On the back of his head, a human face is faintly revealed. If this human face is fully formed, his body will be controlled by the old ghost king.

The dark spots on the skin have spread all over the body and penetrated deep into the bones. Every time he exhales, there will be a burst of gray-brown bubbles.

The eyeball was dry and cracked, and every time it moved, two blood lines flowed from the corner of the eye.

The intestinal tract was knotted under his belly, and it was full of rock-solid clods that were firmly entrenched in his abdominal cavity and could not be discharged.

Obviously, his stomach swelled like a ball, and then there would be strong hunger, but at this time his throat shrank like the eye of a needle, and he couldn't even swallow the saliva.

The methods of these ghosts are indeed very bad. If you want to live like this in the future, it would be more straightforward to die now.

open the panel,

【Decapitation Spell】

【Parasitic Ghost Face】

【Black Death Lupus】

【Septic hemorrhagic fever】

【Papular smallpox】

【Pneumoconiosis and tuberculosis】

【Guanyin soil tire】

【Hungry ghosts are hard to eat】

. . . .

A lot of terribly negative states hang on Jiang Li, and the situation is no better than that of him in the highly poisonous field at that time.

Even more disgusting.

Five seconds later, Jiang Li let out a scream from the back of his head, and the parasitic ghost lurking inside disappeared without a trace.

Five seconds later, Jiang Li's neck made a rattling sound, and he twisted his neck to turn his head back.

Afterwards, the dark spots on his body disappeared, the smallpox scabs and papules fell off, and the Guanyin clods in his stomach turned into a foul-smelling yin and excreted from the body.

The throat shrunk to the size of a pinhole returned to its original shape. . . .

Every five seconds, one of Jiang Li's bad curses was forcibly removed. Those disgusting pus residues in the body will become clean again under the action of the immortal body.

Half an hour later, Jiang Li's pale complexion had completely recovered to health and ruddy, and the ghost king's ghost curse did not leave any traces on him.

Now, the four ghost kings, who were bound by the ghost lights and dragon chains, had no more room to bargain.

They are not dead yet, just because Jiang Li doesn't want them to die.

Jiang Li stepped forward and snatched the broken bowl from the hands of the beggar ghost king.

"You're a good job, and it actually saved my life for as many as a hundred years!"

This broken bowl is holding thirteen ancient copper coins, and each coin has ten years of Yangshou written on it.

Originally, there should be thirteen ancient copper coins in this broken bowl, representing ten years of cultivation.

But Jiang Li's Nascent Soul has the appearance of a true immortal, and on the surface there is the protection of the merits and virtues left by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi.

However, this does not hide the power of this job.

After thirteen knocks, he forcibly "begged" for his 130th birthday.

He is not an ordinary mortal, and he can be attacked so easily.

If the fighting time dragged on a little longer, no one would have to make a big somersault on it.

Apart from the ugly appearance, there are almost no disadvantages.

Putting away the broken bowl, Jiang Li took out a Jiuyou Earth Fruit and ate it in two mouthfuls, replenishing his lifespan to more than 8,000 years.

Then he walked to the four ghost kings, picked up the chains, and threw them into the coffin.

"Master, those wandering ghosts have been eliminated."

Not far away, the female ghost Qin Shuman flew to Jiang Li's side to salute.

Behind them, thousands of ghost soldiers lined up neatly, extending to the end of their line of sight.

"Take over the Sifang City Gate and enter the city!"

In Fengdu City, there are still ghost generals left by the four ghost kings, but their bosses have already been captured, so how can those trash fish turn the tide.

At the city gate, the ghost soldiers who were originally guarding there to collect the entrance tax had already escaped and were successfully taken over by Jiang Li's ghost soldiers.

Inside, the prosperous street shops are closed.

Originally stationed at the head of the city and patrolling the streets and alleys, the ghost soldiers found that the city gate was sealed and there was nowhere to escape.

They are accustomed to obeying the strong, and now that a new king is born, surrender is naturally the only choice.

At this point in Jiang Li's trip, finding a place for the cultivators of the Beast Mad Sect was just a passing incident.

The most important thing is to "recover" this ghost town of Fengdu.

That's right, recovery.

This ghost town was originally the family business established by the last emperor.

In the past, it was only because of lack of strength that I didn't do it.

Now that he has enough skills, as a descendant of the emperor, he should naturally inherit this family business.

To allow a group of ghosts to rule here all the time, it will make the emperor embarrassed!

Soon his tens of thousands of ghost soldiers had taken control of the entire city.

Every street, every floor tile is under his control.

Jiang Li flew to the center of the city, where there was a tiankeng that was broken out by a team of human cultivators.

Through that tiankeng, what was exposed underneath was a larger ancient underground palace.

It was the Royal Palace of the last emperor, Chaoge City, and Changle Palace.

Underneath it is a more secret space for picking stars, and so far only he has the predestined chance to set foot there.

Jiang Li fell into it, and this underground palace has many more broken walls than when he came.

At that time, the war destroyed a lot of things.

Jiang Li walked into the Changle Palace. The five halls of Zhongyu, Dongqing, Nanyan, Xibai, and Beixuan were still standing in the center.

And the plaque on the hall in the middle has been smashed by Jiang Li.

The emperor refused to accept God.

It is precisely because of this that he got the opportunity to enter the space of picking stars to accept the inheritance of the Emperor.

Went to the interior of the central hall, groped for a while on the ground, and soon found a small irregular groove on a floor tile.

Jiang Li has long known the doorway here.

The entire Chaoge City Changle Palace began to shake inexplicably.

In front of Jiang Li, a black stone tablet slowly rose.

In the four halls of Dongqing, Nanyan, Xibai, and Beixuan, there were also four stone monuments.

Those are the stone monument of the city master and the stone monument of the hall master. They are the items that the emperor's lineage made by themselves after suffering the great loss of the "Fengshen Bang".

It has the magical effect of controlling the city and restraining the spirits.

Now, when the stone tablet of the city master that controlled everything was no one, Jiang Li opened his palm and placed it on the stone tablet.

After a burst of red light flashed, Jiang Li refined it without much effort.

Now, he can control the entire city through this stele.

Based on this, he can also order all the ghosts to keep their names on the stone tablets in the four halls: Dongqing, Nanyan, Xibai, Beixuan.

And now, on the four stone tablets, there is only one name in total.

Fengdu Dungeon Warden, here comes the evil!

With a thought, the Evil Lai Warden, who was still drinking soul-sweeping wine in the dungeon, woke up with a shock, and looked at the center of the underground palace with a "ghost" expression.

Then he didn't dare to delay for a moment, he threw down the wine bowl and rushed towards Changle Palace.

After two breaths, he crawls in the center, under the steps of the Palace of the Emperor.

"The warden is evil! Meet the city master!"

Renewing the line of the emperor is no easy task, so Jiang Li can only be called Fengdu City Lord now.

"Come on, train these four guys well, and let them leave their names on the stone tablet for dispatch."

Jiang Li threw the four guys who were bound by the prison dragon locks to the jailer's feet.

He didn't dare to look up at Jiang Li's evil coming, and looked carefully at the ghost king who was formed into a ball.

"This is... those four ghost kings!"

"The city lord is wise and wise! Evil comes to take orders!"

"I'm sure these four ghosts are willing to serve the city master willingly, and dare not have the slightest complaint!"

It has been a long time since Evil Lai, an official employee of Fengdu City, was unhappy with these powerful ghost kings.

Now in his hands, he, the warden, has 1,800 punishments to concoct them~www.NovelMTL.com~ You know, since he took over as warden, he has not seen anyone who can resist Five hundred punishments.

Eilai took the prisoners down, while Jiang Li inspected the bad situation in the ghost town of Fengdu.

The dignified Fengdu ghost town has long since been completely paralyzed, and the buildings collapsed beyond recognition.

The previous management of Fengdu by those ghost kings was like building a sail on an aircraft carrier and using it as a wooden raft, turning magic into decay.

To restore this city to its former glory, we can only rely on him, the descendant of the emperor.

And just to repair the buildings, you need to invest a lot of aura and yin.

Jiang Li sighed, that's all, things that should be spent always have to be spent.

He stretched out his hand and held down the stone tablet again, shaking his hand and throwing out the coffin.

Jiang Li threw the high-level earth veins that captured Zihualong Island into it, and from the coffin, there were billows of spiritual qi and yin qi billowing out from it.

With the replenishment of energy, the entire Fengdu city seemed to come alive.

Under Jiang Li's control, he began to recover quickly.

The ground became more solid and hard, and the broken ground quickly returned to its original state, and even the scope of Fengdu City was expanding.

The city that was originally crowded due to the influx of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and 50,000 monks quickly became more than enough.

The other side Huahai Wangyou Grassland, which was destroyed because of the ghost king's melee before, was also transplanted in the burial coffin and grew again outside the city.

After spending 90% of the energy accumulated by Jiang Li in the coffin, Fengdu Ghost City finally unlocked one of the most important abilities.

The gate of hell!