Immortal fate

After listening to Dugu Wudi's words, Li Yi quickly shook his head and said, "Forget it. There may be some secrets here, but I don't have so much time to explore now. Let's go find the drunken monk first to see if the golden Buddha on his body is useful to me. Let's remove the magic spell on my body first, and then talk about it later!"

After that, Li Yi took the magic cultivator clone and others and flew to the depths of the Soul Devouring Sand Sea.

After the previous test, this place is called the Soul Devouring Sand Sea, which only consumes a lot of spiritual energy for cultivators, but it is not a big threat to the magic cultivator clone.

The magic cultivator clone absorbs magic energy to cultivate, and the body contains a lot of magic power. In this Soul Devouring Sand Sea, the magic power consumed is just a little more than outside, not too much.

And the sword cultivator clone cultivates sword power. Although the sword power lost here is relatively large, it is not as terrifying as imagined.

In fact, it was Li Yi who practiced the Five Elements Heavenly Book and was a pure spiritual cultivator. Not only did he lose a lot of spiritual energy, but as long as he fell on the quicksand, not only would he lose more and more spiritual energy, but he would also speed up the flow of the sand.

After this discovery, Li Yi asked the two clones to lead him in front.

After secretly moving forward for a while, he had already felt the sound of fierce fighting in the air in the distance, and there were a lot of spiritual energy fluctuations.

After flying for a short while, Li Yi found a group of people in the air in the distance, fighting fiercely.

The leaders were all cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage. One of them was a woman wearing a red robe and a veil on her face. The woman was slender and slender, and her appearance could not be seen clearly. She held a formation flag in her hand and kept waving it.

In addition, there was another person who was hidden in the black mist and could not be seen clearly, and a big man in a yellow robe, with more than ten puppets formed by yellow sand around him.

There were also two bald monks with solemn appearances, one fat and one thin. One of them held a Zen staff in his hand, and the other held a demon-subduing pestle.

The rest were some, and there were two more, both of them were cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, one of them was an old man in gray, and the other was a man in green. The rest were some cultivators in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

These people surrounded a red-faced man in the center. The red-faced man held a golden long stick in his hand, a yellow gourd around his waist, a string of prayer beads around his neck, and a naked upper body, looking coldly at the surrounding cultivators.

According to the previous soul search, the cultivator who was besieged in the middle was the drunken monk, and the other two cultivators in cassocks were the two Vajra Dharma protectors of the Big Buddha Temple. As for the other cultivators, they were the Eight Great Sand Bandits and the remaining few people.

Li Yi used his divine sense to look at all these people, and then used the virtual flying boat to break the void, flew into the void, hid in the void, and slowly sneaked towards the place where everyone was fighting, but he did not get close, because the strength of these people was also good, and it would be easy to be discovered if he got too close.

Looking at the trapped drunk monk in the air, one of the bald monks chanted a Buddhist name softly and said: "Amitabha, Jiuchi Junior Brother, although you are a cultivator who has half a step into the god, you have been chased by us for so long, and now you have escaped here. You are already at the end of your strength. You should hand over the golden Buddha and the secrets in the golden Buddha. Go back with us and accept the punishment of the uncle. Maybe you can still survive. If you are still stubborn, there is only one way to die."

After hearing this, the trapped monk suddenly untied a gourd from his waist, drank a sip of wine, and laughed. He said, "You want me to hand over the Golden Buddha and go back to admit my mistake to him? That's just a dream.

The Golden Buddha was originally the treasure left by my master. Why should I give it to him? It's only natural for me to take it back. That man is just a hypocrite. If it weren't for him, my master wouldn't have died when he broke through to the God Transformation. I would rather die than hand it over.

I didn't expect that the first Buddhist sect in Zhongzhou would actually collude with the sand bandits in the boundless sea of ​​sand, and among them, there must be some you secretly cultivating! If it gets out, the thousand-year reputation of the Great Buddha Temple will be ruined."

After saying that, a lot of golden light came out from his body. He waved the stick in his hand and attacked everyone, trying to kill his way out of here.

However, the monks who besieged this man also understood the intention of the drunken monk, and drove their magic weapons to resist with all their strength, especially the red Buddhist beads. Every strike had amazing power, and always forced the drunken monk back at the critical moment.

"Spread it out, this soul-devouring sand sea has been blocked by us, not even a mosquito can fly in. Since you are stubborn and unwilling to turn back, then die here!

Daoyou Tianjue, please help and set up the Nine-bend Yellow Sand Array again to block the space here and help us capture this person. There is no need to ask for a live capture, as long as we can capture his Nascent Soul." A hoarse voice came out from the figure hidden in the black fog.

After hearing this, the red-dressed woman in the air frowned and said, "I can set up a large formation, but you have to be quick. You only have a quarter of an hour. This is the Soul Devouring Sand Sea. I can't hold on for long. Besides, you have to take out twenty pieces of spiritual crystals."

After hearing the red-dressed woman's words, a bald man in the distance, with a trace of pain on his fat face, said, "Daoyou Tianjue, twenty pieces of spiritual crystals, isn't it a bit too much? We don't have many pieces on us."

After hearing this, the red-dressed woman said again, "Without spiritual crystals, I can't set up a large formation. If it's in the outside world, I won't need so many, but you know what's going on here."

As soon as the red-dressed woman finished speaking, a trace of anger flashed across the fat-faced monk's face, but then he was pulled by another person and said, "Okay, twenty pieces is twenty pieces, but we hope that Daoyou Tianjue can hold on for two quarters of an hour."

"I'll try my best. After all, this place can absorb spiritual energy, so I can't guarantee it." The woman said again.

"Okay, with Fellow Daoist Tianjue's words, we both feel relieved. This is the spiritual crystal, Fellow Daoist, please take it." After saying that, the skinny bald man threw a small bag over.