Passive Cultivation of Techniques: Training to Become Buddha in a Demonic Sect

Chapter 323 Who Said I'm Dying?

Three half-step gods!

At this moment, the entire treasure house of the Spirit Emperor was boiling.

Everyone stared at the water mirror where Lu Li was, and they were shocked:

"Lu Li is going to die!"

"Yeah! Three half-step gods, no matter how strong he is, he will die here!"

"Who is the woman in the green dress at the end?"

"It should be the saint of the abyss spiritual clan! Bu Lianhua! Judging from her momentum, it should be the spiritual god Wanhuang Yuanying who cultivated the abyss spiritual clan! Once cultivated into an immortal, it will surpass the avenues of the heavens!"

"The son of the gods, Xie Lingyu, the evil sword fairy, and Bu Lianhua, which of these three half-step gods is the strongest?"

"I think it's Bu Lianhua, the Saintess of the Abyss Spiritual Race!"

"This woman is more fierce than the stupid girl Fang Yinli, and the old man thinks she is powerful."

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Lu is in trouble! Shall we go over and help Senior Brother Lu?"

"Of course! The old man is upright, and the third mistress has always followed Guanzi. I must help Senior Brother Lu teach that Bu Lianhua a lesson!"

...

above the desert.

Fang Yinli glanced at Bu Lianhua in the water mirror.

Look down at yourself again.

Immediately there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and he couldn't help muttering: "What did this woman eat to grow up?"

Snapped.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Jianshuang, who was beside her, gave her an irritated blow: "What time is it, I'm still thinking about this."

"Woooooo. It hurts."

Fang Yinli covered her forehead and immediately woke up.

"Let's go! Let's help Lu Li! Although that guy is a bit shameless, he has rescued us a few times, and we must not let us die at this time!"

Ling Jianshuang's eyes were filled with sword intent.

"Okay! Rescue Lu Li and let that guy help us wash our feet! However, Sister Ling, there are a lot of people there!

Shall we call someone first? "

Fang Yinli hesitated.

"Is it in time?"

Ling Jianshuang frowned slightly, a little hesitant.

"Hee hee, sister Ling, don't worry. My mother said that men who are half-hearted are all pregnant with mother Meng! This kind of guy, it's not so easy to die! That guy Lu Li is showing mercy, certainly not. If you die so fast, you will only have a broken arm and a leg, it will be fine!"

Fang Yinli was very determined.

"it is good!"

When Ling Jianshuang heard the words, her expression turned cold, she took out a jade tube and directly stimulated it.

call out.

A sword light shot up into the sky and exploded into a colorful firework in the shape of a broken sword in the sky, and the light penetrated all the thick fog.

Visible for thousands of miles.

...

On the other side, the ghost real person stepped on the gang, and slammed the magic formula, and suddenly spit out two words:

"Ray comes!"

boom!

The billowing black sky thunder, unexpectedly surging out of the void, condensed into a sea of ​​black thunder, and slammed into the two shirtless men in front.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Hai rolled into a ball and wrapped the two shirtless men into a ball of thunder.

Then, the black Kunpeng under his feet raised a three-thousand-zhang fin, lifted up with the wind, opened his mouth to swallow the sky, bit hard, and swallowed the lightning ball directly.

"Humph! Just two Wu people want to suppress the old man?"

The ghost real person snorted coldly, grabbed with a big hand, and took the giant Kunpeng back, turning it into the size of a slap, lingering around the body, swimming like a fish.

After doing all this, he looked up at the water mirror in the sky, frowning slightly:

"This is a bit of a hassle. Three and a half-step Spirit Transformation, even if you stimulate that one trump card, you can only kill one at most, but there are still those ten Nascent Souls that are successful. Well, Lu Li has always been measured, and now he Calmness is the same as ordering the Hua Kui head card in the brothel, it should be fine. Even if there is something wrong, burn a few more incense sticks for him in the future, or go to the legendary fairy fruit in the treasure house first and break through the transformation of the gods!"

After all, the man turned into a bloody light, rushed into the black mist, and disappeared.

This scene is clearly in a mysterious palace.

In this palace, there are five Wu people standing at this time.

Four men and one woman.

The men are all more than a zhang tall, wearing animal skin leather pants, shirtless, and their skin is covered with oil-like things, carvings and painting a ferocious and lifelike witch god.

The woman was covered in black air and couldn't see her face clearly.

At this time, the leading old man was holding a golden bone wand in his hand, and his eyes were cold.

The evil witch god with the tail of a snake tattooed on his body, the blood is flickering, as if he is alive at any time and devours people.

"Priest, Agut, Agulon was suppressed by that blood-eyed old ghost. I would like to fight against this blood-eyed old ghost!"

A majestic and savage man stepped forward, and the urn sounded like thunder.

"Emperor Agu, don't be impulsive."

The voice of the old man who was replaced as a 'priest' was as cold as flying snow: "According to the memories of those cultivators, this blood-eyed old ghost is the true monarch of the Yin Ming Ghost Sect, the master of the Son of Destiny, and he must have some means. You can't handle him alone."

"Priest, I can do it! This Devil True Monarch is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

The majestic man named 'Agu Huang' was a little unconvinced.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The old priest repeated again, exuding vast majesty: "The overall situation is the most important! The first six floors of the Spirit Emperor's treasure house have been dug through, as long as the seventh floor is dug! You can find the remains of the Spirit Emperor! At that time, the witch god will recover and occupy this place. The world is just around the corner!"

"Yes!"

The majestic man bowed in awe.

"Now, just watch these monks kill each other!" The old priest's eyes flashed with evil viciousness: "Their heads are very suitable for wine bottles to sacrifice to the witch god!"

...

At the same time, everything that happened in the Linghuang treasury was transmitted back to the Xianmeng station in the extreme northern abyss through the cloud ring.

Another commotion:

"It's over, the reincarnated Buddha is going to die."

"Go and invite the head of the Tianhe Sword Sect!"

"Sect Master Chen is still recovering from his injuries."

"Then go to Xitian and invite Master Shuiyue!"

...

in a temple.

Chen Jiuchuan sat on the main seat, holding the black iron sword, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were still intimidating.

On his left is the old man Tianji who has fallen asleep holding a green bamboo pole.

In the air, pieces of water mirrors appeared, lined up one after another.

In the water mirror, the leader of the Taoist League who was grinding his nails in the Taoist League Asgard was reflected.

In the Huangni Taoist Temple, the sloppy Fei Xianguan Guanzhu who was sleeping soundly.

The mountain master of Linghuang Mountain who is feeding pigs.

Xuan Tian Guan is the master who concentrates on studying the endgame chessboard.

Shita Suizuki who scoops water for the vegetable garden.

And the master of Wanfa Sect who is blindfolded and chasing a group of beautiful female disciples...

"A group of second-raters, the world is about to end, are they still doing things here? Or, I will go to the Wu clan now?"

Chen Jiuchuan's eyes were cold as he swept over the great powers of the Immortal Alliance.

"Do not worry."

The leader of the Taoist Alliance rubbed his nails and said with a full smile: "Those guys from the Wu clan released the teleportation pillars just to let the cultivators kill each other and have no time to disturb them."

"Huh? Then can't we just watch the Wu clan find the remains of the Spirit Emperor?"

Chen Jiuchuan asked in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, Lu Li will break this witch formation of the Wu clan." A smile appeared in the cold eyes of the leader of the Dao Alliance, as if everything was under control.

"Lu Li? This kid is dying!"

Chen Jiuchuan frowned.

"Don't worry, Lu Li won't die. By the way, the pigs raised by the mountain master of Linghuang Mountain are about to be slaughtered. Why don't we all go to his place to make hot pot? Watch while eating?"

Xuantian Guan Guanzhu suddenly interjected.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The voice just fell.

The slumbering Feixian Guan Guanzhu, the Wanfamen sect master who was chasing the beauty, and others disappeared instantly.

Then, a circle of ripples swayed in the void beside the mountain master of Linghuang Mountain, and the figures of everyone emerged one by one.

The face of the mountain master of Linghuang Mountain turned black.

"This group of people is helpless. Hurry up, destroy it."

Watching Feixian Guan Guanzhu and others begin to boil water to kill pigs, Chen Jiuchuan shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Lu Li's water mirror.

...

"Abyss Spirit Race?"

Lu Li floated in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the woman in blue who walked out of the stone pillar formation.

Seeing the sky-piercing pattern on her forehead that is almost the same as that of Qi Tianjiao.

He recognized it immediately.

This person is definitely a person from the Abyss Spirit Race!

"That's right!"

Step by step, the woman in Biyi stepped onto the Nine Heavens, her divine might was as splendid as the sky, shrouded in a radius of 100 miles: "I am the Saintess of the Abyss Spiritual Race, Bu Lianhua! The Abandoned Tianjiao you captured is barely my younger brother!"

As he spoke, the purple gold divine pattern between his eyebrows shone.

An invisible wave immediately spread out.

Everyone present instantly felt a sense of surrender, as if the subjects saw the emperor, and couldn't help but bow down and salute.

"Spirit god Wanhuang Yuanying?"

Luo Ruan in the distance looked solemn and exclaimed.

Nangong Xie and his wife also looked serious and fearful.

This spiritual god Wanhuang Nascent Soul is the most terrifying Nascent Soul in the records of the spiritual clan. Once it is refined, the bloodline will mutate, and it will have a terrifying suppression on the heavens and all races.

Just like the real dragon clan, the blood of the demon clan and the human clan is suppressed by innate.

Even more terrifying than Lu Li's Dao Jindan!

What is even more astonishing is that this spiritual god Wanhuang Yuanying is still above the Heavenly Dao, and as soon as the mana is released, it suppresses the Wanfa Dao and is extremely tyrannical.

Therefore, in the face of Bu Lianhua, who had cultivated into the spiritual god Wanhuang Yuanying, his bloodline was suppressed, and his strength was reduced by 20%.

The mana was suppressed again, and the strength was reduced by 10%!

In this way, no one can be this Bu Lianhua's opponent!

Among all the people present, Bu Lianhua was the strongest.

What's more, she also brought seven abyss demon kings with perfect Nascent Soul, all of them are tyrannical and terrifying, and their demonic energy is soaring to the sky, and their strength is extraordinary at first glance.

"Lu Li, hand over the Holy Artifact of the Spiritual Race."

At this time, Bu Lianhua spit out a word coldly.

Spiritual artifact?

Hearing these four words, Luo Ryu and Nangong Xie were stunned for a moment, and their eyes swept across Lu Li in surprise.

How could this Holy Artifact of the Spirit Race be on Wei He?

However, Bu Lianhua is the saint of the Abyss Spirit Race, and her induction will never go wrong.

Wei He in front of him really has the Holy Artifact of the Spiritual Race!

How could Wei He have the Holy Artifact of the Spirit Race?

Is it...

Thinking of this, Luo Ryu and Nangong Xie's pupils trembled, and they gradually enlarged, and a chill that was piercing to the bone rushed from the soles of their feet to the back of their backs, and surged up to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

All over the body, the hairs are fried!

This Wei He was actually disguised by Lu Li! Now he is pretending to be Wei He and then pretending to be Lu Li!

He is pretending to be himself!

fear! Shock! Shocked! incredible!

Luo Ruan and Nangong Xie couldn't help shaking their hands and feet, their pores opened and their mouths slowly opened.

Big enough to stuff a few duck eggs.

The three of them were stunned, panting heavily, staring at Lu Li with a ghostly expression, but because of the extreme shock and fear, they couldn't utter a complete word.

"Lu Li! You... you are actually Lu Li!"

In the end, Luo Ryu's eyes were blood red, she bit her lip, blood was flowing, and she didn't know it.

The voices were shaking.

"Yes, it's me."

Lu Li glanced coldly at Luo Ruma and the three of them: "You are so stupid that there is no cure. I've been by your side for so long, yet you can't recognize me? It's a pity. Tell you this cruel truth before you die, so that you can't rest in peace."

"you you you……"

Luo Ruan was so angry that her chest burst, and her whole body was shivering coldly.

On the side, Nangong Xie and his wife also gritted their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot and full of resentment.

His robes were bulging high, and his murderous aura was soaring to the sky.

next moment.

The three people's mana exploded, and they were about to kill Lu Li, who had deceived their feelings.

"Um?"

At this time, Bu Lianhua, a saint from the Spiritual Race, swept her gaze over, with majesty like a mountain like a mountain, and said coldly, "Lu Li belongs to me! Your Taimo Sect is not qualified to snatch it!"

"Bu Lianhua, you want the Holy Artifact of the Spirit Race on him, I only want the Dao Sword in his hand. Whoever dares to grab it from me, don't blame me for killing him on the spot."

Protoss Jin Ji is as arrogant as the sky, and the audience will be shocked.

"I just want the money."

Xie Lingyu, the evil sword fairy, smiled evilly: "I will help whoever gives the most money. Of course, I am also very interested in Lu Li's golden pill and his skin. This skin, put on top of the puppet, and take it back to make him a puppet slave is not bad."

"Oh? You want the Dao sword on me, the Holy Artifact of the Spirit Race, and my skin? Aren't you afraid that I will remove your skin?"

Lu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent was cold.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Lu Li's words, Xie Lingyu, the Evil Sword Immortal, burst into laughter on the spot, laughing to the point of falling back and forth, tears streaming out: "Lu Li, your joke is really funny! I have practiced for so many years, and I have never heard such a funny joke. A golden core, want to remove the skins of three half-step cultivators? Why? Do you have a big tone?"

"That's it."

Lu Li's sleeve robe shook, and with a loud bang, a crisp sword sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A five-foot-long brass sword, plain and dull, slipped out of his sleeve and held it in Lu Li's hand, pointing diagonally at the forest.

On the sword body, there are several pieces of cyan patina.

Dao sword!

Golden Que Sword!

"Lu Li, if you give me the Dao Sword, I can make a poisonous oath on the spot to help you escape this disaster!"

The evil sword fairy Xie Lingyu saw the Dao sword, and there was an undisguised fiery greed in his eyes.

"Hand over the Holy Artifact of the Spirit Race, and I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame the three of us for joining forces to bully the small and kill you on the spot."

The Holy Maiden of the Spiritual Race, Bu Lianhua said coldly.

In the voice, the murderous intent is clear.

"go."

At this time, Jin Ji of the God Race waved his hand, with divine power and murderous aura: "You are guarding that stone pillar to teleport the circle, don't let any one come out, and kill anyone who dares to come out."

The words fall.

The two golden-robed old men behind him flew past.

Immediately followed by the five cultivators of Nascent Soul Perfection from the Tianwai Palace.

Then, the God King Halberd, the Destiny Demon King, and the seven abyss demon kings, all surrounding the teleportation stone pillar.

All kinds of terrifying spiritual treasures were sacrificed, and whoever dared to emerge from the stone pillar immediately blasted out a devastating attack.

Witnessing this scene, the people in the treasure house of the Spirit Emperor who wanted to watch the fun or rescue looked stunned.

It's a dead end now!

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