Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Yan Mengyou, who had already retreated to the stone wall and was about to use the magic weapon to escape, felt her heart tense for a moment. She slapped the storage bag, and a copper mirror flew out to block her heart. The next moment the bronze mirror shattered, but it did He blocked the fatal blow.

"Brother, if you want treasures, you can just stay here, I don't want to fight with you, let me go!"

Li Shuipeng had long since lost his caring senior brother's face, his expression was distorted, and the greed in his eyes was beyond words.

Li Feiyu, who was hiding in the void, slowly shook his head. This performance is obviously already fascinated by the evil spirit of the corpse mandrill. If you don't care about him, in a few hours, you will become a corpse servant at the mercy of the corpse mandrill. .

But this can't be blamed on other people. Although the corpse mandrill is powerful, if it was in its heyday, it would at least be a Nascent Soul cultivator, but at this time it is in a sealed state, otherwise there is no need to spend all my time trying to confuse Han Li with words. oppressive.

Even Yan Mengyou, who was only at the seventh level of Qi training, and Yu Wenqian, who was at the eighth level of Qi training, were not affected so much by just such a little bit of evil spirit, but Li Shuipeng, who was the highest among the three, was bewitched into such a state. It can only be said that he was not a good person.

This evil spirit just hooked out the filth in his heart.

"Good junior sister, I won't kill you, just stay with me obediently for a few nights, maybe I can borrow this treasure from you!"

Li Shuipeng's eyes gleamed with viciousness, he approached step by step, just now Yan Mengyou knocked down his dharma sword, he needed to get closer and perform the imperial defense again.

But Yan Mengyou is not a fool, from the moment she entered the stone room, she was always vigilant, and she was not moved by the treasures, and she behaved many times smarter than Li Shuipeng.

Ignoring what Li Shuipeng said at all, when Li Shuipeng took the first step, a dharma sword shot straight out.

To be honest, this kind of fighting skills in the Qi refining period really couldn't catch Li Feiyu's eyes, but when Yan Mengyou took out the magic sword, Li Feiyu felt a little familiar for no reason.

After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that when he was still in the foundation building period, he accidentally rescued the ancestors of the Yan family. At that time, he just snatched a magic sword from a low-ranking monk. , and threw it there casually, but didn't expect it to end up in Yan Mengyou's hands.

His fate with this Yan family is not deep, it's just that one side, but if he goes back further, he can go back to Doctor Mo in the period of Qixuanmen.

Li Feiyu is not a person who is willing to meddle in other people's affairs, but when Yan Mengyou took out the mid-level high-grade magic sword that he had only used once, he knew that now he had to make a move.

To be specific, there is actually no reason, all of a sudden I just want to save him!

After all, he and Han Li are different. Although both of them can be called "cautious" in their actions, compared to Han Li, Li Feiyu's style of action is still more casual under the premise of absolute certainty!

"Good junior sister, why don't you just obediently catch her without a fight, if the fight continues, senior brother, I won't be able to hold back!"

Yan Mengyou frowned, and her face was a little pale. After all, Li Shuipeng's cultivation was higher, and Yan Mengyou couldn't hold on with just a few moves.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from next to my ear: "Use fireball!"

The person who transmitted the sound was naturally Li Feiyu, and Yan Mengyou was obviously taken aback when he heard the sound. With this distraction, Li Shuipeng easily drove the magic weapon and pierced Yan Mengyou's defensive spell.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, kill this little girl quickly, I will accept you as my apprentice after killing her!"

The corpse mandrill on the stone platform suddenly laughed maniacally. Since Li Shuipeng had already lost her mind, she didn't have to pretend anymore.

No matter what the corpse mandrill's temperament was before he was alive, once he turned into a corpse mandrill, his temperament would change drastically, become arrogant and surly, and become bloodthirsty!

The dead mandrill was trapped in this stone room and hadn't seen a slaughter for many years. Yu Wenqian's death had aroused her ferocious nature. At this time, she was naturally eager to see more, and she even began to imagine in her heart that when Li Shuipeng Solve Yan Mengyou.

After lifting the seal, she will definitely turn this hundred miles into a sea of ​​blood to satisfy her hunger for blood for so many years!

"Quack, shut up!"

It's just that when the branches of the dead mandrill were laughing and trembling, a cold voice came into his mind from the void.

The voice was like a sharp sword, piercing directly into the soul, shaking Shi Yao's head to the point of splitting, his laughter stopped abruptly, and his charming almond eyes widened in disbelief.

On the other side, Yan Mengyou, faced with the magic weapon that Li Shuipeng shot directly at, it was obviously too late to recast the spell and use defensive spells, so he had to close his eyes and subconsciously listen to the gentle but reassuring voice that just appeared in his ears, She used the fire bomb technique, which she was not proficient at all.

Generally speaking, qi-training monks seldom put in the effort to practice spells. After all, most of the spells in the qi-training period are really mediocre. Compared with dispersing energy on spells, it is far worse to focus on improving the realm.

Even if it is practiced, it is also practicing the technique of controlling objects and the technique of controlling wind, which is more useful and extensive.

As for the fire bomb technique, which is almost the most popular spell in the Qi refining period, although Yan Mengyou knows it, it is almost enough to get started, not to mention using it when fighting. Sometimes even if you want to light a fire, you have to Try it a few times.

But this time, Yan Mengyou inexplicably felt that her fire bomb technique was extremely smooth when using it, and even had an illusion that it was similar to Taoism.

A flash of sparks popped out of his hand, and the wind rose, and in the blink of an eye, a lotus flower with golden flames like the sun flew out.

Is this still fireball?

Of course not, this is Li Feiyu using his own cultivation to send into Yan Mengyou's body, and through her using the fire bomb technique, they burst out together.

It's not a magic trick at all, it's purely bullying people with their cultivation base!

And the effect is naturally very obvious, Li Feiyu has already made a move, if he can't kill a little monk in the Qi refining period with one move, then Li Feiyu might as well cut himself off and feed the golden worm.

Almost before Li Shuipeng touched the golden flame lotus, his whole body vaporized and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Mengyou looked at all this in shock, and then suddenly there was a feeling of extreme weakness in his body, the mana of the seventh level of Qi training was exhausted in an instant, and his body became limp uncontrollably, but when he was about to fall to the ground, the air It seemed as if an invisible big hand had condensed out of her body to support her.

Then, in the void in front of him, a young man in white slowly walked out, with a smile on his face and red eyebrows, just like the character in the painting in the family's collection, exactly the same!

"Ex...Senior...no, it's a benefactor!"