Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Look at these two disciples who adored themselves.

Daoist Zhanxing was speechless for a while, he really just used the records in the inheritance of ancient books to tease the two apprentices.

That's how his master teased him back then.

As for the records in the ancient books, they are all unknown tens of thousands of years ago, and none of the immortals above can be seen today.

When he was young, he still looked for the Hell of Hell, but he found nothing. He didn't expect to see the gate of **** today.

Logically speaking, half of their abilities are related to the underworld, but if there is a chance, they should go in and explore.

At this moment, a familiar corpse aura quickly approached them.

"No, it's the Zombie King!"

A group of figures wrapped in black corpse aura emerged from the ground and jumped towards the gate of hell.

Zombies are buried in the ground all the year round, absorbing the yin of the earth, and the zombies that have become the climate have a good way of escaping the earth.

This is also the reason why Taoist Zhaixing and the two apprentices did not fly in the sky, but chose to stick to the ground and walk away.

Only then can the corpse gas be tracked underground.

Daoist Xingxing's previous speculation was correct, the zombies would indeed be attracted by the yin qi of Ghost Gate Pass and came here.

"Take it!"

Daoist Xingxing took the lead and flew out, two ink bucket lines popped out of his hands, wrapped around the legs of the zombie king, pulled back fiercely, and exploded a stream of sparks.

The jumping momentum of the zombie king was forcibly stopped.

As soon as he succeeded, he took two steps closer, picked up his century-old peach wood sword, and stabbed the zombie king's three key points of heaven, earth and man from behind.

On the surface of this zombie king, there are several scars that can be seen deep in the bone, and the corpse energy in the body is less than 30% of the heyday. Obviously, the injury was not light.

Now being stabbed by the peach wood sword, he roared again and again, and more corpse qi was forced out of his mouth.

"Gossip Fusuo! Old Daoist, I'm going to kill you today!"

The Taoist robe of Zhanxingxing shook, and the Xinghuang Taoist robe flew out to cover the Zombie King's head.

Afterwards, Qian Kai Xu Lai, one fat and one thin, also flew out of the temple, pulling a gossip net that had already been prepared, and bound the zombie king again.

The gossip talisman and the power of the apricot yellow robe collided with the yin and yang of the zombie, and it exploded sparks all over the sky, causing heavy damage to the zombie king again.

The Taoist Zhaixing raised his hand and threw out the six swords, and pinned the ends of the six ropes in the gossip rope net, namely Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, and Dui, to the ground.

The remaining two rope ends were tightly grasped by his two disciples.

"Qian Kaixu is coming! Hold on to Qiankun, don't let go!"

The body was severely injured, and the bound Zombie King continued to struggle. The huge force cracked the ground, and the six swords inserted on the ground trembled.

The two disciples who grabbed the rope leaned back and pulled the two strings of Gan and Kun with all their strength.

Both of their legs were already inserted into the ground, but they couldn't stop walking and were pulled and slid toward the zombie king.

The Zombie King can get out of trouble in twenty breaths at most, but that's enough!

"Your master, my master, died just to deal with this zombie king exhausted his cultivation."

"Now the disciples, disciples, and grandchildren will act for the heavens! To comfort the master in the spirit of heaven!"

He pinched the seal formula in his hand, and said something in his mouth.

With the choreography of Taoist Zhanxingxing, at the position of the zombie king's heart, a piece of money sword gradually released a dazzling golden light.

It is this money sword that has been depleting the power of the Zombie King for many years.

It was only today that the zombie king was weakened so much that they had a chance to get rid of it.

The money sword was activated, and the Zombie King struggled even more. With the Taomu Sword, the Taoist Zhaixing had to make another strike at the Zombie King's heart.

But at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

"Damn it! That beast bit me!"

Packed in a cloth bag, the fox demon suddenly burst out of the bag and bit on the inner thigh of the fat Taoist Qian Kai.

Qian Kai was distracted, and the Gan-bit Fusuo, which was being pulled by him, accidentally let go.

The Zombie King immediately broke the double **** of the rope net and Taoist robe, roared, and slapped the Taoist Xingxing in front of him with one paw.

Then it wanted to rush up to bite the three Taoist priests' throats, but saw the fox barking at it twice, and plunged into the gate of hell.

Ordinary zombies have no soul or soul, and of course have no wisdom, but at the level of zombie kings, they have been able to wake up from the grievances of heaven and earth, and have wisdom no less than human.

This corpse king knew that he would definitely die if he continued to fight, so he stopped fighting, and followed the fox demon and rushed into the gate of hell.

"Chase! Don't let it run away!"

Daoist Xingxing, who was spewing blood and flying backwards, bounced back as soon as his back stuck to the ground.

He patted two talismans on himself to calm the injury, and in a short while he rushed into the sinister gate of **** with two disciples.

Passing through the portal, a strong yin qi attacked, making the body of Taoist Xingxing shudder involuntarily.

After passing through the darkness, the scenery of the underworld was not as bad as imagined.

The first thing I saw was a charming sea of ​​red flowers and golden grassland.

It is a well-growing other side flower, forgetting worry grass.

They were stepping on a small intestine path. There were red paper lanterns hanging on the side of the road. The faint lights swayed in the wind, extending to a huge city in the distance.

"I didn't expect the land of the underworld to be like this."

Daoist Zhanxing sighed, but then his face changed.

He took out two talisman papers, folded them and rolled them into two small rolls and stuffed them into his nose.

Beside him, two disciples, one fat and one thin, walked forward in a daze.

Daoist Xingxing raised his hand to burn two talisman papers, and patted the two disciples' foreheads with talisman dust, which made the two of them wake up.

"Concentrate on your heart, and stuff these two **** of talisman into your nose. The two of you are still shallow, and you can't smell the pollen of the other side."

"The Zombie King is definitely going forward. He must not be allowed to run away today, chase him."

After all, carrying the peach wood sword and two apprentices, they chased forward along the sheep intestines path under the lantern.

After walking for a while, the front became lively.

Surrounding the huge city, there are still many gates of **** that have been opened. From the middle, many figures with masks walked out and walked towards the city at the end of the road.

The small intestine trails began to widen, and the "pedestrians" around them gradually became crowded.

The lights in front were bright, and before entering the city, all kinds of hawking noises started one after another.

There are various stalls on the side of the road, selling all kinds of bizarre items.

Among them, the shadowy figures are like a prosperous and prosperous world.

But after the three opened their eyes, they found that at least nine and a half of the ten were not human.

"It's so lively? I haven't heard that there are ghost markets in the underworld."

Daoist Zhanxing frowned, which was not the same as the underworld he imagined.

Fortunately, he was a man over 800 years old anyway. He had been to places like the ghost market a few times, and he knew the rules inside.

After taking out a few spirit stones and randomly buying two candy figures made of yin soil at a stall, I asked the stall owner.

"This brother, have you ever seen a zombie?"

The stall owner was wearing a mask, but in his eyes it could be seen that he was a human monk.

In this ghost city where people and ghosts coexist, it should still be the more formal and safe type.

"Looking for zombies? Go to the head and turn right."

After getting the information they wanted, the three of them restrained their breath and squeezed through the crowd, and soon saw a lively banquet.

In front of it is a large table, chairs and benches, which are filled with various humanoid and non-humanoid monsters and ghosts. There are many puppet wooden figures, and the food and drinks are placed on the table like water.

Now, they know for whom the drinks and meals of the townspeople are prepared.

They bit the bullet and got into the group of demons and ghosts.

"Master, they seem to be looking at us~"

The fat Taoist Qian Kai, his calf trembled.

"Don't panic, these are all little ghosts, little demons, and it's not in the way."

"No, master, there are big monsters! There are a lot of big monsters over there!"

"Master~ I'm confused~ There's a ghost king over there!"

The two disciples wanted to cry but had no tears, but even the forehead of Taoist Topping Heart broke out with a fine cold sweat.

They went to great lengths to hunt down a deadly zombie king, but so far they have not succeeded.

But when he crashed into the gate of hell, he suddenly saw so many powerful evil things.

Daoist Xingxing's cultivation has only reached the level of spiritual transformation. Although he cultivates Daoism, he still has some restraint on these evil spirits.

If one of these big demon kings came, he might be able to cope with running away, but with so much, the more than 100 pounds on him was not enough for others to share.

Fortunately, there are also human beings in this place. Those monsters and monsters seem to follow certain rules and have no intention of doing anything to them.

The three of them lowered their heads and didn't look any further. After walking among them for more than a quarter of an hour, they finally saw the figure of the Zombie King.

The Zombie King, who was beaten up and bruised by them, somehow also got into the group of demons and monsters. He was mixing with a group of ghosts in the raw meat area of ​​the flowing water mat, holding a sika deer and sucking.

Behind him, there are two ghosts, trying to pull out the money sword inserted in the heart of the zombie king.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Zhaixing was anxious. Once the Qian Qianjian left the body, it would be difficult for him to destroy this zombie again.

At the moment, he didn't care about anything else, he shouted loudly, raised his hand and hit the hundred-year-old peach wood sword.

"Bold monster! Look at the sword!"

boom! of an explosion.

The shed of the water mat was blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

The Zombie King, who was seriously injured, was pierced by a sword and nailed to the ground.

"The evildoer will die!"

Daoist Zhanxing took out another quaint big seal in his hand, shaking his hand and smashing it towards the forehead of the Zombie King.

After being smashed by this, the Zombie King, who has been at the end of his force, will in all likelihood have to be successfully eradicated by others.

boom!

But just before the big seal fell, a palm firmly caught it.

The green smoke of 呲呲呲 rose, and the big print continued to struggle in the palm of the hand, but it had been in vain.

On the contrary, under the rush of a blue-black energy, it quickly slumped.

"Who is it! Dare to attack my guests here!"

He casually threw the big print aside, five clear fingerprints had already appeared on it.

The lord of Fengdu City, who was still wearing a mask, waved his hand to disperse the surrounding smoke.

This sudden change made the whole lively ghost city quiet.

The group of demons and ghosts who were sitting together and shoving cups and changing cups tacitly formed a circle and surrounded the three uninvited guests who came unexpectedly in the middle.

"What about the master? Master!"

"It's over, it's over, this time it's dead!"

Surrounded by so many powerful demons, the two apprentices turned pale with fright.

That is, Daoist Zhanxingxing can barely maintain his composure.

Among the demons and ghosts, Jiang Li came out of the crowd. During this time, he stayed in Fengdu City, and personally kept an eye on the exploration of the fantasy realm of the underworld.

But unfortunately, the Netherland Illusion is not a complete Netherland after all.

More like pieces of lost pieces, the ghost soldiers sent out often encounter the border of fantasy and get lost to some inexplicable places.

The drawn map will also change every three to five.

Progress in exploration has been fairly limited.

Simultaneously. He is also actively expanding the sphere of influence of Fengdu City, in addition to ghosts and demon clan.

The legend of Fengdu City's ghost city has also spread among a large number of loose cultivators.

He began to open the gates of **** at certain locations on a regular basis, and lead human monks to enter and ask for each other.

Of course, there are often troublemakers, and as a result, there are now a number of lifelong users in the dungeons of Fengdu City.

"Fellow Daoist, Pindao Zhaixingxing, and came with two disciples to chase and kill the zombie king."

"I have disturbed everyone by mistakenly entering the precious treasure. I am really sorry. There are some apologies here. I hope you will accept it with a smile. Please also make it convenient for you."

Daoist Xingxing took a deep breath, poured out a pile of spirit stones and spirit fruits from his storage bag, put them on the ground, took out a large stack of paper figurines, and distributed them to a group of ghosts who were affected by his peach wood sword just now.

The quality of the paper figurine is not low, and it can be possessed by ghosts and disguised as a living person.

Similar to human high fashion, it is easier to get objects after wearing it, and it has always been a hot commodity in the eyes of ghosts.

After some apology, the eyes of the surrounding monsters and monsters softened a lot to the three of them.

It was probably enough to beat them up and let them go.

But at this moment, a blood-stained fox came out of nowhere, ran beside Jiang Li and screamed.

The expressions of the three Taoists changed at the same time. This fox demon, it actually has a backstage!

Now, it's not good!

Sure enough, after the fox demon finished speaking, Jiang Li's eyes became cold again under the mask.

He raised his hand and pulled out the mahogany long sword on the Zombie King's chest, and then with force in his hand, he directly broke the wooden sword, and threw the broken sword at the feet of the three of them.

"In my place! Hurt my subordinates! Break my rules!"

"You still want to make it easier for me to travel! Dao friendly and big tone!"

"Take it!"

Jiang Li ordered that he didn't need to do anything at all. The surrounding group of demon and ghost kings swarmed up, and they pressed Daoist Xingxing to the ground in a single glance.

As for his two disciples, not to mention, they are just gold pills, how can they afford the slightest wave?

Pour out the demon pill from the jug at the waist of the fat Taoist, and return it to the injured fox demon.

He also handed over a small knife and let the fox demon do it himself, digging out the golden pill of the fat Taoist priest to make up for it.

The fox demon who was cut open and took out the waist pill, how could he miss this opportunity, cut off the fat Taoist's clothes, and aimed the sharp knife at his sea of ​​anger.

"Wait, don't hurt him!"

"Du Gonglu, I am willing to give out my sect Du Gonglu! Please spare my disciple's life!"

Daoist Zhaixingxing, who was pinned to the ground, saw his disciple's miserable state and was powerless to save him.

Suddenly I remembered what they had talked about before.

That thing is said to be capable of serving as an official underworld.

Although it is taken out now, it has the meaning of using the sword of the former dynasty to kill the official of the dynasty. But in this case, the dead horse can only be used as a living horse doctor.

But it was this sentence that saved their lives.

Jiang Li had already turned his head and was about to leave, but after hearing the word "Du Gonglu", he still stopped.

He raised his hand to stop the group of demons and monsters temporarily.

Daoist Zhaixing stood up in embarrassment, and did not dare to let Jiang Li make it easier for him.

He could only reach into his arms, and from it, he found a gray book.

On the book "Tiantan Yugedu Gonglu".

Jiang Li stretched out his hand to take it and opened it, but there was no name in it.

But that doesn't mean it's fake.

This booklet was vaguely given to Jiang Li, somewhat similar to the prisoner dragon lock.

In ancient times, this would probably have to be a fairy artifact.

Putting Du Gonglu away, Jiang Li stared at the Taoist in front of him for a while, and then asked solemnly.

"You are the Taoist priests of Maoshan?"