First Son-in-law

"have no idea!"

Yin Chen smiled awkwardly.

Qin Li squinted his eyes, and the sword light became more fierce.

"Don't be impulsive, speak up if you have something to say!" Yin Zhen thought a thousand times, and exclaimed:

"However, you can go to Mass Burial Ridge, where the blood of the Blood Demon Sect will not return to build an altar of gods and demons, and invite the world's demon sects to massacre everywhere. My elder brother Yin Jiuzhong has also passed, maybe the people of the Dark Demon Sect are also there .”

Qin Li raised his brows. The holy demon altar is not a good thing. It is said that thousands of people have to be slaughtered to erect one. It can penetrate layers of time and space, communicate with the world-destroying holy demon, offer sacrifices, and receive gifts.

The moment he thought about it, Yin Zhen saw the opportunity and took out a talisman.

Immediately stimulate the movement, and the power of the Dharma will explode.

Sigh.

Just torn the void, wrapped him up and fled.

Qin Li was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "These juniors of great power really are not easy to deal with."

After all, he is the arrogance of the future of the sect, and no force dares to be too reassured. They will give a lot of escape means to save their lives, but will not give them attack means, so as not to make the disciples feel lucky and not be fully trained.

"It's already very good to have such a harvest." Old Demon Dugu walked over and handed out a longan-sized Yimu crystal, crystal clear, like an emerald gemstone, dark green and sunny.

"Thank you senior!"

Qin Li took the crystal and glanced around:

"This is protected by the remnants of the Holy Formation, and it is secluded enough to practice here!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down cross-legged like a giant Buddha, holding Yimu crystals in both hands, approaching his dantian, and began to absorb.

A steady stream of Yimu essence spilled out, flowed through the limbs and bones, and finally merged into the dantian, where it was absorbed by the prison rune, and the brilliance became brighter and brighter. The circles of wood grains in the expansion area were both a cage and a shackle.

"Let me help you!" Dugu Laomo activated the supernatural powers of hell, manifested a coffin for burial, buried the silver spear of the mother of the earth in it, squeezed the source, and the bright yellow earth essence flowed in the four orifices , the concentration is extremely terrifying.

The mother spirit of the earth can nourish all things!

With this help, the hell runes also began to sublimate, like seeds sprouting, constructing mysterious lines, as if building an underground palace, exuding a seductive breath, as if it is the destination of all living beings.

The supernatural powers of the two prisons have transformed.

The rest of the three hells' magical powers resonated.

It seemed to be joyful that the five elements were about to be completed, and blue, white and red rays of light burst out, rushing out of Qin Li's forehead, and complementing each other.

Not long after, the supernatural powers of Sen Prison were small, emitting emerald light, and the supernatural powers of hell were small, bursting into yellow light.

The supernatural powers of the five hells gather together, wood produces fire, fire produces earth, earth produces metal, metal produces water, water produces wood, and the five elements rotate in circles, endlessly growing. Although they have not yet merged, their power is far greater than before.

"So strong!"

Qin Li stood up, his white hair turning black.

Surrounded by five-color rays of light, the dream is changeable, there is no atmosphere of hell at all, but a kind of holy radiance.

"Strike the iron while it's hot, and absorb the ghosts crying soul banner, you will have more than 200,000 Yin soldiers, and then it will be another scene." Dugu Laomo stuck the black banner with a hole in it on the ground.

"Five hells supernatural powers!"

Qin stood on the ground and sacrificed his supernatural powers.

The five colors of light are dazzling to the extreme, spreading for hundreds of miles, filling and shaking Yudao.

Lihuo is rolling, snow is falling in the north, swords and swords are coming out, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, forests stand everywhere, five scenery in five directions, mutual generation and restraint, suppress all things.

It made the 100,000 Yin soldiers in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cry Soul Banner tremble, and was dragged out one by one for assimilation.

After spending most of the day, more than 200,000 Yin soldiers gathered in the five directions of hell, the golden mandrill danced with swords, the wooden demon entwined the chain, the water demon carried the ice spear, the fire demon waved the red flag, and the earth mandrill pierced the stone armor. The formation is connected again, exuding a destructive aura, and its power is cruel.

"It can be regarded as the initial appearance. With another 800,000 Yin soldiers, you will be able to consummate, give birth to five hell masters, and thus perfect Nirvana." Dugu Laomo nodded in satisfaction, specifying a few words from time to time.

Qin Li took out the three treasures.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying Soul Banner was damaged, and this Three-Aperture Spirit Treasure was basically useless.

The problem with the Earth Mother's silver gun is even bigger. The original source was absorbed by Qin Li, and the four orifices became secret organs, which fell into a magic weapon.

The seamless tianyi is not too damaged, although only three open holes are left out of the ten orifices, but its essence is extraordinary.

It just so happened that Qin Li lacked a defensive spiritual treasure. After refining, he could wear it on his body, and he could freely adjust the style and color, and finally turned into a plain black robe.

"Turn around and see if there are any treasures left behind?"

Old Demon Dugu suggested.

Qin Li nodded.

Yudao was in a panic.

It is a pity that most of the Yuchun trees were lost.

Qin Li sent the tree species that could be transplanted to Shanhe Bracelet, hoping that they would survive.

Searching around, he found a field behind the Qingyu Palace, the soil under his feet was emerald green and had a fragrant smell.

"This is the green sacred soil, one of the materials of the five-color sacred soil." Qin Li saw a grave in the middle of the field, with traces of being dug up again. Inside was a pair of emerald jade bones, which should be the owner of the seamless skycloth.

On his tombstone, there is no record of his name, only a supernatural power, "Zhiyi Mahamudra".

"Thank you senior!"

Qin Ligong cupped his hands to show respect.

Then he took part of the divine soil and learned a magical power.

After confirming that there were no omissions, Qin Li left Yudao and returned to the devil's lair.

Along the way, see the sun again.

"Let me see!"

Qin Li opened the map and searched for Mass Burial Ridge.

This place is very obvious, and it is also marked red. It was one of the main battlefields of the war between good and evil in the past. I don’t know how many monks and demons died. Every inch of the mountains and rivers is full of blood. It is a terrible place.

"It's a little far away from me, and I can't reach it in a few days."

Qin Li spread the wings of the Kunpeng and flew away.

Baigu City can't go back.

After all, it was Zhou Pingle's territory, and going back would be tantamount to death.

Now I can only go to Mass Burial Ridge to try my luck, hoping to meet Mo Yao and the others.

Where he is now, he is on the outskirts of the Demon State, flying all the way across the mountains and seas, becoming more and more dangerous.

With the increase in the concentration of magic energy, the sky was gray, and the big sun hanging high in the sky was also dyed into a twilight color. The grass and trees on the ground are more and more prosperous, with branches and leaves spreading, and the forest is continuous.

These plants have been completely assimilated and become different kinds of monsters. Some of them have mutated into monsters like bone willows and piranhas. There are quite a few monster races who have completely degenerated into monsters, lurking in the darkness and taking human lives.

Qin Lifei didn't fly very fast, because he was single-minded, studying "Fighting Sword Records" hard, hoping to realize the inheritance of the sword master. As a result, he encountered dozens of unsightly demon cultivators, all of whom were the subjects of sword training, with one sword lord.

He was originally a master of swordsmanship, with a clear heart of swordsmanship, and he quickly found out some ways. Although it was very obscure, he benefited a lot. At the same time, an idea popped up, which can be used to integrate a sword technique.

The Sword Master of Instant Kill pays attention to "one-hit kill, instant kill". It just so happens that Breaking Sword and Cloud Piercing are fast swordsmanship, but the former is close combat and the latter is long-distance attack. , Killed with one sword.

The idea is very good, the Chaos Sword Dao rune in the dantian vibrates, it seems to agree with it. Then how could it be so easy to merge swordsmanship, Qin Li became more and more entangled in thinking about it, he didn't look at the road on the way to escape, and slammed into the mountain peak.

"Headache!"

Qin Li touched his forehead.

It is not only a headache swordsmanship, but also a real headache.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, so you don't pretend to be horny." Dugu Laomo looked into the distance: "There are people fighting there, why don't you go and have a look."

"good."

Qin Li went to join in the fun.

After a dozen or so breaths, he saw a mountain.

The mountain peak is towering, and the interior has been hollowed out, and thousands of mountain people live in it.

Their hair is gray and white, their skin is pale, and their eyes are bloody. Obviously, they are not extraordinary people, but demons.

Soon, the spirits of plants and trees can be demonized, and the human race will naturally not be able to escape.

The ancient local residents of Qingzhou have now become the demons of the Demon State.

This extremely vulnerable group of mourners is like a half-demon.

The Righteous Way does not accept them, thinking that their foundation is not clean, and they are polluted by demonic energy. It is difficult to achieve success in practicing the Righteous Way.

The Demonic Dao doesn't protect them, and often eats the flesh and blood of the demonic people, so that even the demonic people look down on them.

So these poor people can only hide in the underground mountain crevices, without seeing the sun, so their skin is pale.

"Hahaha! Get out of here, all you ground rats. Lord Blood Does Not Return is going to hold a blood sacrifice. You are the best!" Several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect wore blood robes and laughed strangely.