Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

This passage is very long.

It's completely different from what you see outside. There are only more than a hundred miles.

It's like going forever.

"Spatial extension?"

"That's right! This True Lin's lair itself is actually a compressed and closed small world with a span of more than 100,000 miles. It is similar to the abdominal space of Fellow Daoist Rahu. It can be large or small, and will not be affected by body size.

Otherwise, how to accommodate the pregnant old man? "

After a cup of tea, they did not relax their vigilance and walked for at least three thousand miles before reaching the end of the passage.

After arriving here, what caught the eye was a black and dead world with only stones.

And except for the opening on the tens of thousands of feet of the mountain, which emits light leading to the outside world, every other corner is submerged in darkness.

With a sweep of consciousness, there is a feeling of coldness.

"This place is not right! It's not the Zhenlin lair I know!"

Lin Ying spoke first.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Li asked with a slightly nervous expression.

"When the old man left back then, this place was not like this. It is definitely not a dead place right now. Moreover, this place is closed to the outside world. Except for the origin of Zhenlin, what is stored should be a large amount of pure and incomparable aura that the old man spent decades collecting specially. How did it turn into such a strong true devil energy?"

Now, they seem to have fallen into a magic cave.

Before Linying could say anything more, a sudden change occurred.

The white brilliance in the passageway behind him suddenly changed to a pitch-black black light, and then turned into a black tide following a surge.

Everyone seemed to be surrounded by a black ocean.

In the original dry and silent world, the true devil energy began to spirally converge towards the center, merging together with all kinds of black light disputes like horse training; soon, a fusion of true devil energy, black light, and the resentment of living beings was formed. The gaseous monster appeared in front of everyone.

Its body is like ink like a cloud, as if it has no entity, but it is condensed like a substance.

Large in size, covering thousands of miles.

It can be called a behemoth.

To say that the other party is a life is better to say that it is a dark world with consciousness.

The monster opened its eyes and brought bright light to this world again, but it fell on the crowd, but they couldn't find any warm feeling.

"What is fellow daoist, who can actually control the acupoint spirit?"

The cyan unicorn's eyes were full of astonishment.

Wang Li frowned, thinking a lot.

The old man took a step forward silently, blocking the front of his disciple's left side.

Little Luohu sat on Xiao Wang's right shoulder, but this time he didn't feel as heavy as a mountain.

As the two big men got serious, the Taiyihua Qingfu couldn't cover up their majestic spiritual pressure machine at all!

"Jie Jiejie Another unicorn wants to escape from the trap? Good, good, good! Welcome to .

Huh?

Mahayana period?

No, wasn't it just the integration period just now?

and you.

Eh? An adult Rahu?

Hell it is! "

The originally arrogant face of the gaseous monster suddenly revealed a look of shock and anxiety.

But before he could figure out a way to deal with it, the old man moved.

With a wave of his sleeves, seventy-two small swords shooting golden thunder and lightning swarmed out, and in the blink of an eye, a blue long sword condensed in his right hand.

Then he aimed at the monster and slashed across the air.

A golden thunder dragon immediately engulfed ten thousand thunderbolts and rushed towards the dark realm directly ahead.

It was like a sea of ​​golden thunder pressing against a sea of ​​black clouds.

The entire true spirit lair was illuminated brightly.

Don't talk about Wude at all!

The old man's idea is very simple.

Since this ghost thing used the real devil energy to condense its dharma body, the evil spirit thunder must have restraint effect.

What's more, it's the god thunder he strengthened with the lightning sacrifice technique!

"Golden Thunder Bamboo? Evil God Thunder?"

The monster was startled and angry.

But it is impossible to sit still.

On the one hand, he opened his mouth wide, and shot out thousands of blue-blue light beams that looked like sharp knives, straight towards the three of them.

At the same time, the black wind roared, forming a barrier, trying to prevent Thunder from reaching him.

On the other hand, a stream of black air was separated and drilled into the rock formation in order to avoid this catastrophe.

It's a pity that the strength level of a monster that has not reached Mahayana level, the tens of thousands of light beams and lightsabers it can't stop the imposing golden thunder dragon at all. After the cyan light beam touched the golden thunderbolt, it immediately collapsed like ice and disintegrated, emitting bursts of black smoke. After being swept by the second wave of golden lightning, the black smoke immediately disappeared.

The Kuroshio was also vulnerable to a single blow. After being struck by the arc of Wan Dao Lei, it also melted away one after another.

"It's just evil, but you dare to use your arms as a car!"

The old man snorted coldly.

The long sword in his hand spread out and turned into a group of flying swords again, and then led a few smaller golden dragons to chase after the thunder dragon in front and kill them.

the other end.

Thunder Dragon, like a fish in water in the golden sea of ​​thunder, powerfully crushes endless blue light beams;

In the follow-up, facing the countless black snakes that suddenly grew on the monster's body, the Thunder Dragon was still extremely strong;

After easily disintegrating these black snakes and black tentacles, they got into the monster's body in a flash.

"Damn it, it shouldn't be like this!

How could it be possible for those unicorns to choose cubs with backgrounds to seize the house?

Who are you guys? "

The body of the cloud-shaped gaseous monster began to distort and swell, its belly glowed, and its face was full of horror. Black smoke and black gas that would make low-level monks feel dizzy and disgusting began to rise from the whole body.

"No!"

With a bang.

The monster with a size of thousands of miles exploded, setting off a hurricane of dozens of levels, and the entire Zhenlin lair was affected.

However, the matter is not over.

The black smoke that hadn't dissipated suddenly gathered towards the vortices in the void, and in the blink of an eye, they formed the figures of black robes with cold aura.

Roughly speaking, I'm afraid it should not exceed eight thousand.

"The magic trick of the alien monster?! Hmph! It turns out that you are a part of the alien monster's mind. No wonder you have gathered so much real devil energy!"

Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly.

In fact, he didn't want to provoke such ghosts before the catastrophe, and he didn't want to be entangled by these annoying things like a dog's skin plaster.

But now the beam has been knotted.

If you don't kill the opponent here, you will feel guilty and be targeted instead.

What's more, in front of his own disciples, he didn't want to lose face as a master.

On the other side, little Luohu's eyes flickered fiercely.

Threats to top-level true spirits like him, apart from Xuantian objects and true spirits of the same level, are monsters from outside the domain.

The inheritance memory in his bloodline specifically told him that these things are difficult to deal with, and they are inexhaustible; even if they have a long lifespan, thick skin and strong strength, they must be handled with care.

"It's just a ritual ritual to ward off evil spirits, isn't it?"

"Scare the Demon Lord!"

"Just now I thought it was a three-stage evil spirit thunder at the level of the five great gods!"

"Then, how should you deal with the anger of this Demon Lord?"

"Jie Jie, in the body of this demon king, the primordial spirit of this demon king is immortal! It will only kill more and more, endless!"

Countless people in black robes spoke to each other.

Very proud.

But before these men in black could ridicule enough, the old man smiled faintly:

"Yeah?"

Although there is disdain in the eyes, there is also a hint of deepness.

At the same time, dozens of small dragons transformed from small green bamboo swords followed behind the sea of ​​thunder to kill quietly.

At this time, the golden electric arcs dancing on each green bamboo sword were obviously brighter than before, and the golden color was three points deeper, almost the same color as gold.

This is the two-stage evil spirit thunder!

"To deal with your ray of evil thoughts, you have to use a three-stage divine thunder like the Golden Gang Extinguishing Demon God Thunder. Then Jiang won't be able to survive the great catastrophe in the future."

The old man pouted.

There are four levels of thunder to ward off evil spirits.

[Elementary] is provided by the evil god thunder that has not undergone any sacrifices, that is, the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon.

If conditions permit, it can be stored in a special way.

The retention period is long.

The amount held can be more than a hundred times the capacity of the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon!

Moreover, this kind of divine thunder that has not been sacrificed can be quickly restored by nourishing the magic weapon with mana.

[Medium] is the evil spirit lightning that has been blessed with a secret technique like Thunder Sacrifice. Its power is ten times that of the unprocessed elementary lightning, and it is a method that can be barely achieved in the refining stage. Used during the Mahayana period, it can only be regarded as an ordinary method.

It can also be stored in a special way;

But it is not stable, the retention period is not long, and the storage limit can only be a little more than the number of Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapons.

Therefore, it is generally not stored, but processed now.

[Advanced] must go through a second sacrificial refinement, which belongs to the Mahayana-level method; people who know the method of refining are rare even in the Mahayana period, and Qingyuanzi is a special case.

Its power is far higher than that of the evil god thunder that is sacrificed once by means of sacrifice to thunder.

The retention period of this kind of divine thunder is even shorter, and monks who possess the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon usually store a few in their bodies according to the amount of the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon in their hands.

After all, this level of divine thunder is enough to deal with a ray of magic from foreign monsters.

[Top class], just like the golden gang destroying demon god thunder!

One of the five great thunder gods in the spiritual world!

Although the stability is solved by refining means, it can only be stored in the form of a special magic weapon!

If the number is sufficient, it is possible to kill a complete extraterritorial demon king.

The seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords mean that the old man has stored a total of seventy-two sacred thunders that have undergone secondary sacrifices!

You know, for a normal monk, it is very foresight to prepare three or five things in advance!

When I ran into the old man who had prepared seventy-two two-stage divine thunders in advance, the thought of this extraterrestrial demon lord was really bad luck for eight lifetimes!

Before they could even scream, they were strangled and killed by dozens of flying swords at the speed of lightning!

The sound of puff puff kept resounding in Wang Li's consciousness, thousands of figures in black robes were all swallowed up by the golden little dragon transformed by the green bamboo sword, or crushed by the baptism of thunder.

In the end, there is only a transparent mass between illusion and reality hanging in the air.

"A cave spirit?"

Lin Ying narrowed her eyes slightly:

"It's not right, fellow Daoist Jiang, be careful.

The old man remembered that when the Outer Heaven Demon Lord was cut off, the bodies of the creatures possessed by him would completely disperse into magic dust. Even though this acupoint spirit has a peculiar body, it will not be spared. "

After such a reminder.

The old man who was about to step forward to inspect the loot suddenly stopped.

With a cold snort, he immediately set up his best sword formation, directly confining the transparent mass in the center.

And the transparent thing found out that his little trick had been seen through, and opened his blood-red eyes angrily, staring directly at the blue unicorn with hatred.

"The one surnamed Jiang, and that kid hiding behind the old man, including your Rahu! Just pray that you will never survive the catastrophe!"

"Clang! Crackling."

After the sword light and thunder light passed, the transparent phantom of hundreds of feet immediately turned from virtual to solid, and then solidified into a gray-white stone sculpture, and then quickly weathered!

In just three or two breaths, the hundreds of feet of stone carvings turned into black and gray dust all over the ground.

This thing is exactly the dust of demonization.

In the void directly above the demonized dust, a transparent liquid the size of a fist, floating in the air, and exuding extreme fluctuations in spiritual power appeared in front of everyone.

"The true origin of Lin!"

Seeing this, Wang Li was overjoyed.

"Put it away quickly! Without the guardianship of the cave spirit, this group of origin will soon be contaminated with the mixed attributes of the world and deteriorate, and will lose its original magical effect!"

Lin Ying said anxiously.

After getting a new thigh, the old antique naturally hoped that someone could go far.

Hearing this, the old man nodded towards his apprentice:

"Don't be envious of Shenlei, who is your teacher. When you reach the level of cultivation, I will pass it on to you."

Hearing this, Wang Li scratched the back of his head in embarrassment; but he didn't show any pretense in his hands, he quickly took out the special gourd magic weapon prepared in advance, and then covered his head with it.

"receive!"

Soon, the real Linyuan of the small half gourd was successfully acquired.

This trip is also considered smooth.

But it was also at this moment that the Crying Soul, who had been quiet all along, became very irritable.

Forcibly breaking free from the spirit beast ring, he went straight to the magic gourd in Wang Li's hand.