Xiuxian!My buff status has no time limit

Jiang Li also immediately sank his mind and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

The blood fiend monster formed this time is more powerful and terrifying than ever before.

It was a huge demon god with a height of [-] feet, [-] left hands and [-] right hands.

The demon god's feet were on the ground, and his head had already pierced through the thunder and black clouds in the sky, so that Jiang Li couldn't see his full face.

Every time the demon god took a step, Jiang Li's spiritual world would shake violently.

The earth formed based on the spirit of the Five Elements Peak also couldn't withstand that kind of force, and began to crumble under the opponent's feet.

After achieving the Five Absolute Dao Foundations, it was the first time that Jiang Li suffered damage to his sea of ​​consciousness, which made his head ache.

However, Xuesha, who had been neutralized by Ananda's blood and tears, looked stupid, and would only wander aimlessly, and would not take the initiative to attack and destroy.

This level of damage can be wiped away in minutes with a bowl of Danghunjiu.

[Drinking the soul-shaking wine, the soul-shaking drunk will affect oneself. 】

[Drunken Soul: Ashamed soul fragments invade the corpse at 20 yuan per second, and the spirit of drunkenness rises for 5 minutes] (-+)

Even the Sword Cultivator's avatar can drink this soul-dangling wine as plain water, so Jiang Li's body is naturally not the slightest problem.

The rising spirit of wine was completely absorbed by Jiuhuojiange, and the pieces of guilty souls that were ashamed could not shake Jiang Li's sea of ​​consciousness at all, they would only be refined to fill and strengthen his soul.

The ground that was trampled by the Scarlet Demon God quickly healed and became thicker after being filled with ashamed pieces of sinful souls, and Jiang Li's cultivation level also increased accordingly.

After solving the aftermath, nine groups of white flames appeared behind Jiang Li, and after joining together, they turned into a big flaming snake, and rushed towards the blood demon god.

Relying on the opponent's inability to resist, the ghost lamp cold flame turned into a big snake, continuously splitting it up, breaking it up, burning it and refining it.

Jiang Li, on the other hand, practiced cross-legged with the Blood Fiend God Compendium he had obtained before.

The blood fiend that was crushed and refined turned into the best nourishment and melted into his limbs and bones.

The [-]-foot-tall Demon God was shattered by a single click, and a brand new blood streak appeared on Jiang Li's back.

Chapter 322 Relegation and Refugees

Dachong Mountain, this originally peaceful area of ​​cultivating immortals, just dealt with a group of blood knife guards from Wantumen not long ago.

With the hard work of the leader Jiang and the major forces of the Zhongshan League, Da Chongshan was finally bought a period of precious time before the war.

But recently, in a city on the border of Dachun Mountain, a group of strangely dressed foreign monks suddenly appeared.

All of them were wearing dusty hooded robes, which looked like a kind of camouflage clothing characteristic of wasteland areas.

It's just that when he came to Dazhong Mountain with clear water and green mountains, this kind of dress seemed a bit abrupt.

This group of people copied the same accent, had the same skin color and hair color, and were obviously monks from the same place.

They were only three hundred and five hundred at the beginning, but as time went by, more and more gathered together.

But in about ten days, the number of people has reached an astonishing nine thousand.

A small local sect was so frightened that it packed up and left overnight.

I am afraid that these monks will attack them.

With such a large number of monks appearing, the Chongshan League could not just sit idly by and tried several times to send people to negotiate with them.

But this group of people was extremely vigilant, and every time the envoys of the Chongshan League passed by, they would often be on edge.They are also reluctant to engage in any communication.

This group of people is likely to come from bad people. During the Zhongshan meeting, such a conclusion was quickly drawn.

Then more battleship monks were sent here. Now it is a sensitive period. This group of guys invaded Dazhong Mountain without authorization. If they still don't cooperate, then don't blame the simple and honest monks of Dazhong Mountain for using violence.

That is to say, among them, no real masters were found. The strongest were just a few Nascent Souls, and all of them were wounded. They didn't seem like forces that could cause big trouble.

As long as there is a god among them, the Chongshan League should be under the fire of truth at this time.

"Brother Shixie, are we really going to attack Dachong Mountain? If we do this, won't we be the same as the people of Wantumen?"

"I don't want to bring the pain of war to innocent people."

At this time, a group of monks from Luanshiling requisitioned the best room in the small town. All the monks above the alchemy stage gathered around to discuss what?

The faces of most of the people present were branded with a special mark, which was a trick left by the Wan Tu Clan on them.

All kinds of marks can actually be shot on other parts of the body, and when the Wantumen deliberately humiliated them, all of them were branded on their faces.

"Hmph, the same as the people of Wantumen? We can't do it, be the same as the people of Wantumen."

"That group of guys left us this kind of magic weapon, what are we going to use to fight against the people from Dachongshan!"

There was an unworldly young man in the crowd who was still thinking about the morality of aggression.Painful for the blood that was about to be stained on his hands.

But a Nascent Soul cultivator next to him casually threw a mid-grade yellow-rank magic weapon with many cracks and damage on the table.

They are a group of descendants, and it is very good for Wantumen to save their lives. Everything on them has already been looted.

To use them as cannon fodder is to give a pile of the worst scrap.

If it weren't for the worst low-grade yellow-rank magic weapons, they didn't have much in stock, and they wouldn't even give the few damaged middle-grade yellow-rank magic weapons.

Now among the more than 9000 people, more than half of the monks only hold a few talismans in their hands.

Seeing this poverty-stricken appearance, Sanxiu had to secretly wipe away two tears.

Look at the flying boat floating in the air outside, and a large number of Shushan Sword Cultivators flying overhead from time to time.

They were all wounded, and without pills to treat them, their lives were not enough to fight for others.

This group of descendants from Luanshiling has no magic weapon, no elixir, no logistics, no support, but the most terrifying thing is that they have no command at all.

A group of people came here like bereaved dogs, and there was not even a complete formation along the way.

Just rushing along in pieces and reuniting in this small border town.

Don't know about concealment, and no one told them they needed to be disguised.

It is obviously impossible for such an astonishing and suffocating team to defeat Dachun Mountain.

The Wantu Sect didn't have such expectations at all, they just wanted to use this group of descendants to test the strength of Da Chongshan again.

"Fight, we must fight!"

"If we don't fight our relatives and friends, we will be in danger, so no matter how difficult the first battle is, we will fight!"

The short General Liba, the monk known as Big Brother Stone Scorpion, was originally a relatively well-known businessman in Black Rock City, buying and selling wilderness monster materials all the year round, with fair prices and a wide range of friends, and his strength is not weak.

Therefore, when this group of people arrived at Dachong Mountain and reunited with the capital, they began to be headed by him faintly.

After quieting everyone, he expressed his opinion.

This made an unremarkable monk standing in the corner nod in satisfaction.

Among them, there were people from the Wantu Clan who were watching all the time, and those with the most prestigious cultivation bases among them knew this all the time.

Someone was watching, and as long as they behaved inappropriately, Wantumen would massacre the remaining captives without hesitation.

So they could only lead the monks from Luanshiling to Dachong Mountain according to Wantumen's wish.

"However, we will not be opponents in a frontal battle, so when I issue an order, everyone will use escapism to escape."

"Let's disguise ourselves as a group of three, hide in the interior of Dazhong Mountain, and then slowly destroy it!"

"As long as we achieve certain results, we will have leverage to negotiate with Wantumen and let them release our relatives, teachers and friends."

When everyone heard it, although the plan was not very strict, it was much better than coming without a plan.

It's a pity that when they finished discussing the countermeasures and went out, they realized that they and others had been surrounded by a net of heaven and earth.

Around the city, four huge talisman walls were erected at some point, and they went deep into the ground, cutting off all their escape routes.

Now it's really a catch in a urn.

"It's still... one step too late, brothers in Luanshiling! We are fighting! Fight out!"

"Kill it out!"

There are more than 9000 of them, and their hearts are full of despair at this time.

One by one, they pulled out the low-level magic weapons of the yellow rank or tattered charms in their hands, roaring and rushing towards the flying boats and warships in the air.

It's just that the magic weapon is too bad, and their flying speed is so slow that it makes people speechless.

What is the difference between flying in the sky at this speed and a live target?

They didn't die in the battle to defend their homeland, but they didn't expect to die here instead. They can only hope that after their death, Wantumen will keep their promise and release other prisoners.

It's just that with the behavior of the Wantumen and other demon sects, the probability of such a thing happening is too low.

Seeing this group of monks, they launched an attack, and the flying boats of the Zhongshan League in the sky also lit up with spiritual lights. As long as they give an order, the group of monks who can fight have suffered heavy losses.

Uh~~

However, at this moment, a very penetrating horn sounded from a distance.

Hearing the familiar sound of the horn, the monks of Luanshiling stopped immediately, floating in the air and looking towards the place where the sound came from.

The senior officials of the Zhongshan League in the air saw that there was no movement below, and raised their hands to stop the artillery fire. This group of monks behaved suspiciously, but they were very weak and strange.

Normal people shouldn't come here to seek death like this. After thinking about it again and again, they still plan to wait and see what happens.

Not long after, a few black spots appeared in the distant sky.Then there were more and more black spots, and the number reached four to five thousand casually.

The fleet in the air immediately tensed up and turned its muzzle to be alert.

And a group of Chaotic Ridge Jiangxiu below stared at that side closely, with disbelief in their excited expressions.

It wasn't until the more than 5000 black shadows approached that they could see clearly that this group of guys looked even more miserable than the group of descendants below.

The clothes are ragged and bruised, and nearly half of them are disabled, missing arms and legs.

The whole is a group of refugees fleeing famine.

These two groups of people began to recognize their relatives through the barrier set up by the Chongshan League, and the scene once got out of control.

Then a few of them flew out into the sky in greater numbers.

The clothes of these people were relatively neat, and the leader bowed his hands to the fleet of Zhongshanmeng, and then issued a token.

"Everyone of the Chongshan League, please don't attack."

"My name is Huyan Long'an. We are all monks from Luanshiling. Thanks to the help of Qingshan Layman of Guimeng, we are only here to seek cooperation!"

The person who came was Huyan Long'an who came from Luanshiling.

The senior officials of the Zhongshan League on the deck of the battleship looked at each other, took the flying token and took a look.

"Isn't this a token that only President Jiang has?"

"By the way, League Leader Jiang and Elder Qingshan went out some time ago. Could it be...they went to Luanshiling?"

They looked at the token in their hands, and then looked at the thousands of refugee-like monks below. They also wanted to understand something, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Our leader Jiang, I'm afraid he has done another big thing."

. . . . .

Return to the Zhaxingtai space.

At this time, a brand new tattoo appeared on Jiang Li's back.

It was an Asura lord who sat cross-legged, kind-hearted, and pleasing to the eye.

This calm posture of Asura looks so weird, he represents extreme chaos returning to calm.

The power gushing out of it caused Jiang Li's body to swell up slightly inevitably, and the power of his body was rising rapidly like a rocket.

Lord Asura's rank is so high that even a drop of blood can give him a boost that is far beyond the reach of any blood streak in the past.

Then there was an extremely high-quality blood-colored chaotic power born from Jiang Li's body.

From now on, it will be Jiang Li's own power of chaos.

This is no longer a rough trick like a sword cultivator avatar, but a real power that belongs to him.

As the two energies merged in Jiang Li's body, the lotus seed of the Buddha-Magic Synergy Fruit Retribution Pure Lotus suddenly trembled.

The lotus seeds of Jinglian blossomed in Jiangli's body and grew into a clean and flawless sacred lotus.

The lotus floated under the dragon ball, and 99 petals opened, dragging the dragon ball in the middle.

Then the petals closed again, wrapping the dragon balls one by one in the middle, and the petals fit together more and more, and finally even directly became the pattern on the dragon balls, completely merging with it.