Xiuxian!My buff status has no time limit

It shows that that guy has other helpers, and once he makes a move, Jiang Li's ghost lamp cold flame may not be able to suppress them.

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The next day, everyone could smell the strong peach fragrance as soon as they went out.

People from various sects all walked towards the interior of Taolin under the leadership of the waiter.

Of the three members of the Chongshan League, only Jiang Li boarded the spirit horse carriage and went inside to attend the banquet.

Elder Mu and Shenshan Qiuhua did the opposite, and left Mu's Taolin against the flow of people.

Mu Chunkong and the others who greeted him outside were a little strange, but Elder Mu had already made up his mind to go, so it was not easy for them to forcefully stop him.

Zhongshanmeng's airship lifted off into the sky, and a pair of eyes watched it slowly disappear into the sky.

Half an hour later, when the flying boat was flying high in the sky, the protective light film on the surface suddenly fluctuated violently, and a black thread went down from the top, easily penetrating the entire flying boat.

Then the black silk thread was cut horizontally to one side, cutting the flying boat in half in an instant.

A large area of ​​the pattern was destroyed, the power of floating in the air could no longer be maintained, and the entire airship began to fall obliquely downward.

boom!

The flying boat hit the ground, and a mushroom cloud of flame rose into the sky.

Several figures jumped out of the flying boat before falling.

The Zhongshan League did not bring many experts with them this time, and it was not something they could deal with that could destroy the flying boat with one blow.

As soon as Elder Mu and the others left the flying boat, they mounted the flying sword and tried to leave as quickly as possible.

But it hadn't been far before flying out, and a stubborn rock hermit who flew in the front seemed to hit something, and fell down screaming with blood bleeding all over his body.

Elder Mu and the others behind immediately slowed down and looked forward carefully, only to find that there were countless tiny black silk threads forming a row of walls in front of them.

A sword formula flew out and hit the black silk thread, but the sharp Shushan sword formula failed to hurt the silk thread at all.

Several people immediately turned the direction of the flying sword, only to find that the wall made of black silk threads circled around, seemingly without end.

It was as if they were locked in a solid birdcage with nowhere to escape.

Chapter 350

Just after leaving Mu's Taolin, the flying boat of Chongshan League was attacked by unknown monks.

With just one blow, the flying boat was destroyed, and another black silk barrier blocked the way, Shenshan Qiuhua and others immediately fell into a dangerous situation.

"Hand over the descendant of the gods, and I will not kill you."

A crisp female voice sounded from the air.

An exquisite woman was wrapped in a red veil and slowly fell from above, her black hair spreading all around her head.

It turned out that the black silk thread that cut open the flying boat and formed a birdcage to block everyone's way was all this person's hair.

"We should have no enmity with senior, why did senior block our way?"

Elder Mu spoke solemnly, that man put heavy pressure on them just by looking at them.

The strength of the two sides is obviously not in the same dimension.

"The concubine has already said, hand over the descendant of the gods. Since you don't know how to flatter, then you can't blame the concubine."

The figure behind the veil waved his hand, and three thousand black threads flew towards them.

Each of those black strands is condensed from extremely terrifying resentment, extremely tenacious, driven by the cold yin energy, each strand can exert terrifying power.

Elder Mu and the others were stronger than Jindan, and the sword art they cut out could not stop the attack of black hair at all.

They could only use flying swords and try their best to avoid it in the hairline cage.

But those hairs grew even faster than their flying swords.But after a while, there was no way to hide.

Just when they were about to be riddled with holes by these hair strands, a golden light suddenly appeared, cutting off the black strands all over the sky.

It was only when the golden light dispersed a little that one could clearly see that it was a bergamot hand that seemed to be made of gold.

"Amitabha, three thousand black hairs are troubled, and the donor is not enlightened yet."

The person who played the bergamot was a strange golden statue sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored lotus platform, half Buddha and half demon, with a thousand hands on its back.

The bergamot hand behind the golden statue struck out again, and with a light stroke in the soft Buddha light, it easily cut off a large piece of the previously tough and unbreakable hair cage, exposing a gap for escape.

Elder Mu and the others cupped their hands behind the golden statue to express their thanks, and then quickly fled from the gap in the broken cage.

They turned into a few streaks of light, and would soon disappear at the end of sight.

The figure of the woman hidden between the red veil and the black hair fluttered and wanted to chase after her, but the golden statue appeared in front of her again and did not budge.

"You monk is so unreasonable, how can you stop the concubine from being a girl, does the master want to rob sex?"

"Huh? Where did you monk become a monk? This concubine looks familiar to me."

"Get out of the way, how about a one-night relationship with you monk after the concubine's death?"

The two inscriptions of bergamot just now easily cut off her grievances.This made the woman in the red gauze full of fear for this blocker, and was not willing to be an enemy to him.

However, he tried to bypass the side several times, but failed.Seeing those sword lights flying farther and farther, she also understood that if she didn't get rid of this strange statue, she would have no way to catch the daughter of the general.

The female cultivator behind the red gauze looked carefully at the appearance of the god statue, but was slightly surprised.

This half-flesh, half-golden body, half-devil, and half-Buddha thing is not normal no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, she always felt as if she had seen that face of Buddha and demon coexistence somewhere.

"The kindness of the female Bodhisattva is poor, and the monk's heart is good. She put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately. How about asking the female Bodhisattva to raise her noble hand and let those benefactors go?"

The avatar of the statue remains unmoved, with palms folded on its chest, Buddha eyes pious and evil eyes on its face.

"The monk's Dharma is profound and I admire it deeply. Since the monk has said so, then... you can go to die!"

The female voice behind the red sand suddenly became ferocious, and the black threads floating in the air were instantly stained with blood, cutting and strangling towards the statue in the middle.

When he shot, there was still a strong ghostly wind.Such a move is simply not like a living person can use it.

Those strands of hair condensed sorrow, pain, and strong bloody killing intent. When ordinary monks encountered it, they would almost die at the touch of it.

Even after being killed, there is no chance to be a ghost.It is an extremely vicious and vicious move.

But the statue's avatar grasped the flower in the Buddha's hand, pinched a large piece of hair in his hand, and then rubbed it backhand casually.

The hairs of these magic treasures, which are far more powerful than ordinary mysterious grades, melted cleanly like white snow in the spring.

This method of condensing negative emotions for one's own use is naturally easy to use against ordinary monks.

But in the body of the idol clone, the endless worldly suffering and chaotic will collide all the time.

Such a great enlightenment, leaving Ananda's blood and tears, suddenly enlightened to Ananda's god clone, these evil thoughts are of no use in front of him.

"This is impossible! Who are you!"

Seeing that her grievances had been broken, the woman blocking the way was startled and angry, and made an even more frantic attack.

The ghostly aura that froze all living beings diffused in the air, and for a while, the dark wind swept across the dark clouds and covered the sun, dyeing the plain like a dead zone.

One after another, black claw ghost threads swung towards the statue's clone, and the air was torn apart, whimpering and wailing.

But those attacks that were powerful enough to tear the sky and change the terrain were all blocked by a layer of red lotus barrier.

"The poor monk Zhongshan allyed with Ananda Kasyapa, and was willing to preach scriptures for the female Bodhisattva."

A few more palms of the Buddha and demons were slapped out from behind, easily punching holes in the hair all over the sky.

The woman behind the cloud of hair could only dodge repeatedly in front of the palm of the Buddha and Demon.If she was touched by the palm of that Buddha demon, it would bring her bad luck.

It's not that she has never seen Buddha monks and monks. Those ordinary Buddha lights can at most compete with her resentment.

But how can a guy who is not very pious at first glance be so weird.

She smashed the resentment of the Ghost King Wasteland, and was completely restrained by the clone of the idol, without any temper.

After beating up for a long time, hearing the words "Chongshan League" stimulated her sensitive nerves again.

"Chongshan League? What's your relationship with Jiang Li?"

Somewhat surprisingly, the name of that unknown female cultivator was actually Jiang Li's name.

But why didn't Jiang Li remember that he knew such a powerful female cultivator.

"Jiang Li's benefactor is the leader of Chongshan, but the female Bodhisattva is an old friend of the leader?"

After hearing this name again, the blood-colored hair all over the sky shrank suddenly.Then came a distraught female voice.

"Damn it! Give me peace of mind!"

"Stinky monk, I remember you! Don't let me hear that name again!"

It seemed that something was wrong with the body, the red yarn hidden between the hair, quickly fled to the distance.

The speed is very fast, which shows the urgency of the opponent.

But things backfired, a figure she didn't want to see the most now had stopped in the way of retreat at some point.

"Miss Yang, why did the old man leave in such a hurry when we met?"

It was Jiang Li who had been hiding before.

The one in Taolin Mu's house is basically a clone of Jiuyou created by Jiang Li using the 30-year longevity peach.

It shouldn't be a problem to fool around for a while.

And his body was hidden in the coffin, and he left the ten-mile peach forest with Elder Mu and the two, in order to lure the snake out of the hole.

Unexpectedly, it was not the Jiuyou tree from the cemetery that was drawn out, but such an old friend.

"It's you!"

The face of the woman under the red gauze changed drastically.

What she was most afraid of was not Jiang Li and the Buddha statue behind him.

It was another will awakened in the body after seeing Jiang Li.

"Don't come out! You are not allowed to come out!"

Two completely different expressions appeared, competing for the same face.

The original owner of this body resisted with all his strength, and most of the ghost king Yang Ruozhi's mind was involved.After all, this body is not hers, affected by it, her fighting power plummeted.

At this time, she was so dead, another pale flame appeared in front of her.

Jiang Li waved out the cold flame of the ghost lamp, and burned Yang Ruozhi's messy hair to pieces.

The whiteness and flames were still burning along the strands of hair towards the body.

Yang Ruozhi screamed, and the ghost aura almost covering the sky disappeared instantly. The injured ghost king was frightened back by the cold flame of Jiang Li's ghost lamp.

She had seen this kind of flame when she was in the Ghost King Wasteland back then. If she was in its heyday, she would be sure to deal with the cold flame, but let's save it now.

Yang Ruozhi shrank away, and the eyes of the woman behind the red gauze finally regained clarity.

But how difficult it is to snatch the body from a ghost king, his eyes are full of exhaustion, and he can't even maintain the simplest Yukong. After calling out "Benevolence" in a daze, he fell down.

Jiang Lifei stepped forward and caught the thin figure wrapped in red gauze.

This person is Mu Yulan, the abandoned apprentice of Qianhe Tower who Jiang Li rescued from the ghost king's wasteland a few months ago.

I don't know why she went in and appeared here. It seems that this unlucky nun has also experienced a lot of things during this period of time.

Feeling the body under the veil, the flesh and blood that had been cut off by those ghosts had grown back.

And the power in her body made even him startled.

She didn't even form a golden core at that time, but now she is already a powerful Nascent Soul True Cultivator.

This is the benefit of having an old grandfather or big sister in your body.

That kind of troublesome injury has recovered so quickly.The sea of ​​progress in cultivation is so scary.

Yang Ruozhi, the king of ghosts, is a terrifying existence that surpasses the cultivators who transform gods.

Although he was severely injured in the melee of the ghost king, his strength dropped sharply.

But as long as a small part of her power is allocated, it is enough to make Mu Yulan's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

Just now, under the personal control of Yang Ruozhi, he even showed an exaggerated strength that reached the level of a god.