Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

The bloody hand wrapped in the glove condensed by the evil spirit passed through the chest.

The expressions in the eyes of the old man and the beautiful woman froze instantly.

Taking a closer look, the left and right hands of this blood-robed man are imprisoning two terrified Nascent Souls respectively!

The person who completed the lore is the other real body of the Earth Blood Demon King Shuangsha!

The same mid-term cultivation base of the fusion!

Also carrying a Taiyi Hua Qing Talisman bestowed by Wang Li!

"The top blood path skill in Blood Sky Continent?"

When Elder Xu's Nascent Soul was sealed, he uttered a final unwilling question.

"Yo, quite knowledgeable!"

Being able to travel across continents is not something ordinary monks can do.

Therefore, the old man gave the Earth Demon King Gao a look.

"But our position is wrong, otherwise we can discuss it calmly."

After finishing speaking, the seal was carried out directly.

Afterwards, we have to search for more confidential information about Tianpeng's lineage!

The four blood beads quickly condensed.

Among them, the old man and the beautiful woman are sealed; the other two are the blood of the two of them.

"Young Master, do you have any other orders?"

After finishing the work, I handed everything over to Qing.

It was at this time that Qing spoke up:

"Senior Earth Blood, this junior has always been curious, is Master so attractive? He actually made you let go of your pride of being a demon king and condescend to do things for this junior!"

Wang Li is very sure that the black house of more than a hundred years, and even the threat of death, are not the main reasons for the demon king to compromise.

The time when the other party let go was after seeing the old man.

"Young Master, you don't need to ask any more questions. There are some things that you don't need to talk about."

The figure in the two blood robes said with a smile.

Why don't you slander good fortune and make fun of others in your heart.

It's no wonder that he can feel comfortable if he agrees with the demon king in the mid-stage fusion to serve a few small refinement stages.

But ever since he saw the adult who lived in seclusion in the Styx space, his heart was broken.

When I asked Xun if he wanted to join this small group, he was even more flattered!

Back then, when he was still traveling in other continents and he was still in the Void Refinement Stage, he had witnessed with his own eyes that a lord whose cultivation level was not as good as his, relied on a set of sword formations to leapfrog the ranks and fight!

In the end, he won the battle!

In the end, not seeing him for more than 20,000 years, that adult not only left him far behind in terms of cultivation, but also became the mahayana master; his aura made him unable to even move his fingers!

I heard that we will try to hit the bottleneck soon and strive to enter the middle stage of Mahayana? !

Thinking about it again, I thought about the scenes of Lord Qing Yuanzi crossing the big realm and fighting against the enemy in his early years

Without a doubt, he was deeply amazed!

It would be an honor to invite him to join!

This lord thinks highly of him!

"Oh forget it!

As long as the seniors sincerely serve my master, the juniors will not look for trouble. "

No matter what you think in your heart, it has to be said so.

As for Wang Li and his party, perhaps they would never have imagined that the Earth Blood Demon King's willingness was due to the old man!

Because this guy shocked the old man into a heaven!

And not only is he convinced, but also full of expectations for the future, willing to be a duty-bound old servant!

Even Zhu Hong, who was still trying to persuade him to surrender with a dazed face at the time, planned to let the Diyuan Demon King, who was also rebellious and better at formations, just be a technician under the Mahayana.

It just means that Zhu Hong looks forward to freedom more.

Chosen forbearance:

"I heard that this holy bell is a Xuantian holy weapon?"

"Senior has taken a fancy to it?"

Sora asked with a smile.

"Don't dare."

Zhu Hongqian laughed.

He was about to return the five dragon guillotine, but Qing just stretched out his hand, and the Tongtian Lingbao broke free from the control of the three demon kings, and spontaneously shrunk into a miniature guillotine and fell into Qing's palm.

This move immediately made Zhu Hong's pupils condense, and his face flashed with surprise.

Some small thoughts in my heart were immediately snuffed out in the cradle.

Everyone turned around and looked at the Xuantian Holy Artifact, the Soul Requiem Bell.

This holy bell, which lost the mana and spiritual supply of the two elders, struck very spiritually!

Make the final struggle!

It's a pity that the sound of the bell couldn't even affect Qing and Kong, let alone scare off the three demon kings.

"Scatter!"

A talisman was sacrificed by Qing and hit the bell of the Soul Requiem Bell.

A gloomy qi only appeared for a moment, and the holy bell let out an unwilling whine, and then fell completely silent.

"seal up!"

Several different talismans were pasted on the body of the bell.

In the blink of an eye, the big clock shrank into a small clock the size of a palm, and was taken away by Kong.

Since then, there has been no movement at the temple site.

This moment.

The third layer of the abyss, hundreds of millions of miles away.

Being picked up by the three spears of the Cave Mouse King, Jin Yue, the eldest elder of the Tianpeng tribe who was very pale and was running wildly, could not help but let out a sweet muffled groan, followed by another puff. Spit out a mouthful of blood!

"impossible!"

Before even wiping off the blood stains at the corner of her mouth, the girl exclaimed.

His face was pale and bloodless.

"Elder, what's wrong?"

On the side, a huge bird with black feathers asked in surprise.

This person is Elder Shi, one of the five elders of the Tianpeng Clan.

Of course, if it is true, this person is not actually a member of the Tianpeng clan, but a member of the Wuling clan.

It was one of the few clans who were forced to join the Tianpeng lineage during the heyday of the Tianpeng clan.

Most of the black-winged "Tianpeng people" that appeared inside and outside the Tianpeng clan's clan grounds were of the blood of the Wuling clan.

Because of this, they are not in harmony with the real Tianpeng people.

At this time, this Elder Shi mistakenly thought it was a previous setback, which caused a psychological blow to the always proud Great Elder, leaving a deep shadow in his heart.

For her companion's concern, Jin Yue didn't care about it at all. Instead, she sped up her escapism by two or three times at full speed, completely ignoring her injuries.

He was so anxious that he didn't even care to take back the mouthful of Tianpeng's blood that he spit out!

"What happened to the holy city?

How could the imprint I left on the holy vessel be forcibly erased?

Who is attacking my Tianpeng lineage?

Is this a coincidence?

Why did such an accident happen when he left the land of the Tianpeng clan? "

Too much confusion coiled in my heart, wanting to be answered.

But no one could give her an answer.

Dapeng spreads its wings, which can stimulate Kunpeng's speed, which can reach tens of thousands of miles in an instant!

Even among the seventy-two branches of the Flying Spirit Clan, this evasion technique is one of the best.

But right now, Jin Yue felt a deep sense of fatigue.

Not enough, far from enough.

No, it was flying, and just after flying hundreds of thousands of miles, it left Elder Shi, the black feathered bird, behind him, and the roc came to the brakes!

"who is it?!"

Just a breath ago, she completely severed contact with the holy weapon of the Tianpeng clan!

Even the last bit of induction in the dark was cut off by someone!

The person who made the move must be a Mahayana ancestor!

In the fusion period, even at the peak of the fusion, there shouldn't be such means!

The Holy Land of the Tianpeng Clan.

After using a few talismans bestowed by Qing Yuanzi to seal this Xuantian holy artifact, Qing Hekong and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

It is worthwhile to have this harvest this time.

But someone, wants more.

"Go to the Stupa and the True Blood Pool."

After Qing finished speaking, he took the lead in action.

As for the exact location of the two forbidden places, he had searched the souls of Tianpeng people who came from other places in Tianpeng Holy Land to investigate the situation of the temple.

It is said that there are two places, but it is actually one place.

The True Blood Pool is placed in the Stupa.

With the badges of the beautiful woman and the old man, there are two masters of spiritual formations by his side, and the weakness of the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes and the mature body-eating gold bug are destroyed! It can be said that it is effortless for a group to break into this forbidden area that is also heavily restricted!

"Young master, do you need me to use puppets to create chaos, so that Tianpeng people can't take care of themselves?"

The group was about to enter the stone tower when the Earth Blood Demon King spoke.

Hearing this, Wang Li pondered for a moment, then nodded:

"Then it will trouble the seniors."

"The young master is too polite."

The two blood-robed men clasped their fists together.

Immediately, one of them stayed outside, and the other continued to follow the crowd into the stupa.

And the blood-robed man who was left behind took a long breath, stretched out his right hand to touch the left sleeve, and took out a golden wooden box.

"You can't let this young master look down upon you."

He had prepared the purple blood puppet for ten thousand years, but it was up to this one to help.

In addition, if you can please this person, firstly, the Styx milk, and secondly, those two pieces in the magic tomb are very useful for his purple blood puppets, and even let him look forward to the two magic treasures in the Mahayana period, It is also very likely to be a reward in the future!

Serving as an old servant in the refining period, his bones are not so cheap.

But with that adult's face, and the above three great opportunities for him; he thinks that the knees are sometimes soft, which is completely acceptable.

That idiot Zhu Hong couldn't see the form clearly, and he still has two minds; heh, there is a high probability that his brain was confused by studying the formation.

But I have to say that with the formation, he is indeed inferior to Zhu Hong who is in the form of a strange beast.

"Go, bring fear and blood to this so-called Tianpeng Holy Land! I haven't heard the mourning and begging for mercy of the weak for a long time."

In the blood mist, the blood-robed man let out a sneer laugh.

When the lid of the box was opened, twelve beams of different colors shot out from it.

The light faded away, and twelve spirit puppets of different shapes appeared.

Some were in the shape of wild monsters, some were dressed as people from the Flying Spirit Tribe, some were half human and half demon, and there were three puppets of insects and beasts.

And these meticulously refined puppets, without exception, have the level of combat power at the peak of refinement!

Among them, two spirit servant puppets dressed up by members of the Flying Spirit Clan even faintly revealed the spirit pressure of the combined level!

If there are elders of the fusion stage of the seventy-two branches of flying spirits here, they should be able to recognize that these two are the elders of two clans who have disappeared for thousands of years.

In other words, if he was caught alive, he would extract the soul to transform the body, refine it into the top spirit servant, and then retain 70% to 80% of the supernatural powers in life; whether these monsters or flying spirits, their strength in life is Definitely.

at least in his eyes

All of them are the best among monks of the same rank!

And the biggest advantage of such a spirit servant puppet is that it does not require the owner to fully control it.

They have a very high ability to act autonomously.

"As ordered."

Twelve puppets, with a flash of brilliance in their eyes, split up and left in twos and threes.