My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Lu Yi used a small deduction technique to push back along the aura of the immortal, and soon a solemn look appeared on his face.

"Cultivator crossing the catastrophe... two monks crossing the catastrophe are already in Qingzhou, not far from Baiyunzong."

When Yun Xi heard this, his expression changed slightly: "Then what should we do?"

Lu Yi smiled: "As long as you are not a fairy, you can deal with it. Since they have deduced my position, I will go directly to them."

After all, the battle between the monks who crossed the catastrophe was extremely terrifying. If they fought within the scope of the Baiyun Sect, the entire Baiyun Sect would probably be reduced to ruins by then.

Lu Yi couldn't do this kind of thing either.

Lu Yi asked Yun Xi to stay in the sect. After all, the opponent was a cultivator who had crossed the catastrophe. Considering Yun Xi's strength, it was still too early.

Yun Xi didn't say much, just nodded: "Well, you have to pay attention to safety."

Lu Yi nodded, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the cave.

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In the area far away from the Baiyun Sect, where the Blood Spirit Sect was originally located, two Rakshasa monks stayed in the barren rift.

One of the Rakshasa monks sat cross-legged, with streaks of blood flowing all over his body, and the other Rakshasa monk stood beside him.

Soon, the Raksha monk sitting cross-legged opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Bloodwood." The other Rakshasa cultivator immediately noticed the anomaly and asked.

Xuemu frowned, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "That murderer... seems to have noticed our existence."

Hearing this, the expressions of the other Raksha monks also changed drastically, a little unbelievable: "How is it possible?! Such a long distance, how could he notice it?"

"The murderer seems to be proficient in divination, and realized that I used the mark left by the ancestor to deduce his location." Xuemu said.

Hearing this, the Raksha monk breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I thought his cultivation had reached an unimaginable level, even at such a long distance, he could still perceive us. What about his cultivation?"

"That's not strong, it's just the realm of the void." Xue Mu shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the other Raksha monks sneered: "It's just a mere monk, killing him is like flipping your hands."

Xuemu didn't refute. Both of them are cultivators who have crossed the robbery, so they have the confidence to say such things.

"Let's go, since he's aware of our existence, he might choose to run away." Xuemu said.

"I can't run away. The ancestor's imprint is always there. Even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we can still find him and crush him to death like a bug."

"Having said that, if we finish this matter sooner, we will go back sooner. The aura in this place is too weak, and I feel uncomfortable staying here."

"That's true, let's go."

Two Raksha monks turned into streamers and flew in the direction of Baiyunzong.

Not long after, two Raksha monks flew to a barren mountain area. At this moment, a stream of light approached quickly in the distance and flew towards them.

A cold look appeared in the eyes of the two Rakshasa monks, and they were about to kill the flying people. At this moment, Xuemu's face changed slightly: "It's him! The murderer who killed Master Xueling!"

Hearing this, another Rakshasa monk was also taken aback, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and then he showed a cold smile: "Hehe... It's interesting, he didn't run away when we found out that we were chasing him, and dared to come looking for him." us?"

Xuemu also had a cold face, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to live or die..."

Lu Yi quickly stopped in front of the two Rakshasa monks. Although the two Rakshasa monks had changed into human appearances, Lu Yi's perception was naturally correct.

He glanced at the two of them, and after confirming the target, he immediately murmured in his heart: "I want to kill these two Rakshasa monks."

【Task】

Kill two Rakshasa monks.

Rewards: 2 Raksha tree species, low-grade fairy artifact Tianyang battle armor, a ray of power law, 1 piece of Galaxy blue gold.

Whether to accept the task: yes/no

Two Raksha tree species?

Lu Yi's expression was a little strange. It seemed that before Master came back, Lu Yi might have hope to get enough immortal trees.

I don't know if Master will really call him Dad when he comes back to see him?

Lu Yi didn't think too much, just accepted the task.

And Xuemu in the distance looked at Lu Yi, and said coldly, "Are you the human cultivator who killed my clan's pride?"

Lu Yi smiled: "Since you know it, why bother talking?"

Xuemu and another Rakshasa cultivator looked at each other, killing intent appeared in their eyes, and the next moment, Xuemu's body had a terrifying surge of energy and blood.

A blood-colored beam of light shot straight into the sky, a terrifying air wave surged, and the mountains with a radius of a hundred miles below kept shaking, and many mountain peaks were directly turned into dust and disappeared.

Such a terrifying coercion even enveloped the entire Qingzhou. All the monks in Qingzhou sensed such a terrifying aura, and their expressions changed drastically.

"This is... the breath of the ancestor Dujie?! Why did the ancestor Dujie arouse the energy in my Qingzhou territory?"

"what happened?"

A group of Qingzhou monks looked terrified. The battle of the ancestors of Dujie was enough to plunge Qingzhou into a state of devastation.

Not only Qingzhou, but the powerful monks in the Eastern Region also felt the terrifying fluctuations in the breath. All the great immortal sects and ancestors raised their heads and looked in the direction of Qingzhou.

Da Neng and Patriarch of the Divine Sword Sect and other sects frowned, turned into streamers, and flew towards Qingzhou.

Naturally, Lu Yi also knew that fighting near the ground would cause extremely huge damage. He looked at the two Raksha monks in the distance with a cold expression, and said fiercely: "If you want to kill me, come up!"

Lu Yi turned into a streamer and flew towards the extremely high sky, approaching Xingyu.

Two Rakshasa monks also followed.

Xuemu stepped into the void and said coldly: "I'm really curious, you noticed that we came to hunt you down, why didn't you run away, and still wait for us here, are you in a hurry to die?"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Death? Although the two of you are not weak, I don't think I will die."

These words made Xuemu and another Rakshasa monk stunned for a moment, and then they both laughed at the same time.

"You won't die? Just rely on you? Do you want to deal with the two of us with one person's power?" Xue Mu seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

"A mere cultivator of Dongxu dares to speak so shamelessly? Xuemu, don't kill him all at once, leave his soul behind, let me concoct him, and let him know what he can say and what he can't say." Another Rakshasa The family monk said coldly.

Xuemu nodded, stepped on the void, and walked towards Lu Yi.

He didn't walk fast, but with every step he landed in the sky, a deep black hole would appear in the sky. The sky and the earth seemed to vibrate under his feet, and his momentum kept rising.

A sharp look flashed in Lu Yi's eyes, and he said, "It's just right, I can try to see how my strength is now."

On the battlefield of the Sea Clan, Lu Yi could kill the great power at the peak of the Mahayana with a single sword, but at this moment, Lu Yi's strength far surpassed that before. He was curious as to what level his current strength had reached.

Spiritual light surged all over his body, and there was a series of terrifying sword principles circulating, with an unimaginable mysterious aura, covering the world, causing Xuemu's face in the distance to change drastically.

"This is... the law?! The law of the sword?!"

The other monks of the Rakshasa clan were also extremely shocked: "How can it be possible to master such a powerful law power in a mere hole realm?! How is it possible?"

The two were dumbfounded, and then Xuemu's face was cold, and his murderous intent boiled over: "Such a powerful Tianjiao, fortunately... fortunately, he was not born in Yu's family, otherwise, he would be the enemy of our Raksha clan!"

The other Rakshasa monks also shouted coldly: "Bloodwood, do your best, don't let him run away! If such an evildoer becomes a fairy, he will definitely become a big problem for our Rakshasa clan!"

He also had aura flowing all over his body, and at the same time, he took out a blood-colored formation disk, which buzzed, blocking the space and preventing Lu Yi from escaping.

Lu Yi didn't care, the lightsaber appeared in his hand, and the stars flashed on the lightsaber, and a lot of starlight scattered among the stars in the sky, covering Lu Yi.

At this moment, Lu Yi's white clothes are fluttering, and the starlight is flowing, like the real king of the star world, independent in the sky.

"Is it fairy art?!" Xuemu was well-informed, and immediately realized that Lu Yi was using immortal art, using the power of the law of swordsmanship.

His pupils constricted, his back went numb, and he growled, "Not good!"

The next moment, Xuemu let out a low cry, a set of blood-colored battle armor appeared on his body, and a long spear appeared in his hand.

At this moment, a silver-white sword light suddenly appeared, and under the starry sky, it drew a beautiful and gorgeous arc, and instantly slashed towards the blood tree.

Xuemu's pupils contracted, and he let out a low growl. The blood light was extremely thick, and the spear surged with the power of blood, resisting in front of him.

Clang! !

The silver sword light slashed on the spear, and the blood tree flew upside down on the spot, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of palpitation in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Yi, exhaled, and said, "If I hadn't detected it in advance, I would have been seriously injured by this blow. You are very extraordinary, comparable to the top monsters in our clan."

Another Rakshasa monk couldn't stand it anymore, he also flew over with blood flowing all over his body: "The realm of Dongxu masters the law, and also masters the magic of immortality... This boy is very unusual, Xuemu, let's kill him together Suppress and kill, there must be no accidents!"

Xuemu nodded: "Yes."

Lu Yi looked at the two Raksha monks who were facing a formidable enemy, and sighed in his heart: "It seems that my conventional combat power is still not enough to instantly kill the monks who crossed the robbery..."

Even if the cultivation base of these two monks is only one level, it is still a bit difficult for Lu Yi to kill him instantly.

After all, his cultivation base is still too low, and he is only in the realm of emptiness.

Hearing Lu Yi's words, the two Rakshasa monks looked gloomy.

"Arrogance!"

"Raksha Battle Body!"

The two Rakshasa monks had streaks of blood all over their bodies. The next moment, their bodies returned to their original appearance, and their physical bodies swelled to a height of nearly four meters, like a little giant.

The two of them exuded terrifying energy and blood, full of aura of destruction.

Lu Yi smiled slightly, and there were also streaks of blood flowing around his body, his aura soared, and his cultivation base also increased step by step, reaching the level of the eighth level of fusion.

Lu Yi used the burning blood secret technique.

At the same time, a black three-legged tripod appeared above Lu Yi's head. It was the reward Lu Yi had received before, the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Xuanshui Ding.

With a cold face, he shouted in a low voice, "Town!"

The Xuanshui tripod turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the two Raksha monks. During the flight, the Xuanshui tripod continued to grow larger, as if it had turned into a mountain peak hundreds of meters high.

The mouth of the tripod is like a black hole, releasing a terrible suction force, trying to absorb two monks of the Raksha clan into it to suppress the refining.

The two Rakshasa monks were amazed by Lu Yi's combat power, but they didn't panic either. They roared again and again, shooting out a burst of blood.

The two blood lights collided with the Xuanshui cauldron, and the three intertwined together, holding the Xuanshui cauldron in place.

Lu Yi was a little surprised. As expected of the mighty Raksha clan, he actually possessed such a powerful magic weapon. This blood light is probably among the top-grade spiritual weapons.

Lu Yi was not surprised either. He took out a white orb again, which was the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Misty Orb.

The mist bead released white mist and swept towards the two of them.

The faces of the two Rakshasa monks changed.

"How can a mere cultivator of Dongxu have so many top-grade spiritual weapons?!" Xuemu said in disbelief.

But soon, both of them were engulfed in white mist.

The white mist can create illusions, trap and kill monks, and is a special secret treasure.

The two Rakshasa monks were not far away, but they couldn't see each other.

They roared again and again, and kept attacking the surroundings, trying to dispel the fog, and at the same time, they were alert to Lu Yi's attack.

Lu Yi smiled coldly, turned into a streamer, and approached the blood tree in an instant. Lu Yi, who was integrated into the eighth layer, used the immortal technique to cut stars again.

A silver-white sword light flashed, cutting towards the blood tree.

When the blood tree passed through the fog and approached the blood tree, the face of the blood tree changed drastically, and the spear in his hand was full of bloody light, drawing out streaks of gun light soaring into the sky, enough to shoot down the stars.

Even so, these gun lights were still cut off by the silver-white sword light, and the sword light cut on the blood-wood battle armor.

The battle armor was torn, the blood tree flew upside down, and blood gushed out.

Almost instantly, Xuemu was seriously injured.

However, before Xuemu had time to recover, another sword light flashed across Xuemu's body.

Xuemu's body like a little giant turned into two pieces on the spot, and the blood was like a waterfall.

Such injuries are already fatal to ordinary monks.

But the physical body of the cultivator who crossed the catastrophe is already extremely powerful, not to mention that the Rakshasa tribe already has body cultivation techniques, and the physical body is even more terrifying. Even if the body is cut into two pieces, the upper body of Xuemu still has a strong vitality .

He coughed up blood again and again, looked at the surrounding fog, and roared again and again: "Come out! What is it to use such a despicable method?! If you have the ability to fight me head-on!"

Lu Yi stood in the mist and said speechlessly: "You two strong men who have crossed the tribulation realm come to deal with me, a little monk of Dongxu, isn't it despicable?"

Xuemu froze all of a sudden, speechless after being stunned.

However, at the next moment, another silver sword light streaked across the void, slashing towards the blood tree.

There are five star-slaying sword lights covering the blood tree.

No matter how strong his physical body was, he couldn't resist such a fierce attack, and was twisted into a blood mist by the terrifying sword law.

A bloody primordial spirit was condensed and rushed towards the distance, but it was instantly cut off by Lu Yi's sword.

Lu Yi exhaled slightly, his face was a little pale.

The consumption of using the Star Slashing Immortal Technique was extremely high. Even if Lu Yi's cultivation had been raised to the thirteenth floor of the cave, and he used the Blood Burning Secret Technique, his aura would be exhausted even if he used it continuously.

He glanced at the Raksha monks in the other direction, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that with my current strength, I can barely kill a monk who has crossed the tribulation, and I have to be the weakest among them."

His cultivation base is still very weak, so he must continue to work hard.

Lu Yi sighed in his heart, after all, there are too many strong people in this world.

Lu Yi silently took out a talisman, and the next moment, dense white flames emerged, turned into a beam of light, and rushed towards the monks of the Raksha tribe.

The Raksha monk felt the white flame, and his face changed greatly: "Jiuyang Lihuo?!"

This Raksha monk was locked by Jiuyang Lihuo, so he could only choose to fight back with a roar, but all the spells and magic weapons he played were swallowed by Jiuyang Lihuo.

In the end, even he himself was swallowed up.

The monk of the Raksha tribe screamed and screamed in the Jiuyang Lihuo for a full moment before losing his vitality.

When the Jiuyangli fire dissipated, the Rakshasa monk had already been reduced to ashes.

Lu Yi smiled slightly, this Jiuyanglihuo talisman is one of the most powerful talismans that Lu Yi has obtained, it has the power of the peak of Transcending Tribulation, and it is of course no problem to deal with Raksha monks who are only at the first level of Transcending Tribulation Accident.

Lu Yi put away the space ring left by the monks of the Raksha tribe, and then put away the Xuanshui cauldron and mist beads, and put away the two bloody lights.

Those are two balls of blood-colored liquid, like liquid metal, engraved with dense runes, which are extremely rare magic weapons.

Lu Yi also put away the top-grade spiritual weapon, which is extremely precious.

After doing all this, Lu Yi's aura recovered a lot, and his complexion also recovered. He turned into a streamer, disappeared into the air, and flew in the direction of Baiyunzong.

After a while, there were a series of extremely powerful auras approaching quickly.

Among them are Long Ming, Fang Tianyao and other ancestors.

These ancestors came to the fighting area. At this moment, there are still cracks in the space of this area, which are slowly recovering, which are the traces left by the previous battle.

There are still extremely chaotic aura fluctuations in the sky. If a monk from the hole enters the entire area, it will be twisted into a blood mist instantly.

Long Ming looked around, frowned and said, "It's the monks who have crossed the catastrophe and are fighting."

"How long has it been since the battle between the Immortal Sword Immortal and the Nine Nether Immortal Corpse... Why is there another battle between the cultivators who cross the tribulation?" Fang Tianyao sighed, very distressed.

"The Nine Nether Immortal Corpse appeared at dawn, and the patriarchs just issued the immortal edict. These days, we need to pay more attention to that island to reduce conflicts. Maybe there will be an eruption of the Nine Nether Qi, and there will be a catastrophe. Why are there still monks who have crossed the catastrophe?" Dare to do so?"

"Who are the two parties? The breath is very strange."

"I don't know, but..." Long Ming paused, and said strangely, "In this residual breath, how could I detect the breath of that little fellow Lu Yi?"

Thank you for the 300 points rewarded by the 08a boss, and thank you for the 200 points rewarded by A for the death~