Life span deduction, my move is the supreme immortal method

The old man was very angry.

Li Ci opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

It took him 200,000 years of life to finally successfully integrate the three martial arts.

The lethality of the new martial arts that integrate the three heavenly martial arts is self-evident.

"What a pity, I thought I could deduce the immortal law!"

Li Ci shook his head and felt it was a pity.

But he was also relieved.

How could the immortal law be deduced so easily?

Li Ci spent tens of thousands of years of life and deduced the Samsara Fist to the perfect state in one fell swoop.

Call out the deduction panel!

Li Ci [Lifespan 166,324 years! ]

Cultivation: Martial God Realm Nine Heavens!

Martial arts: Divine King Finger (perfected by heavenly grade)!

God-killing Sword (perfected by heavenly grade)!

Reincarnation Fist (perfected by heavenly grade)!

Immortal Transformation Technique (perfected by heavenly grade)!

[Consume 10,000 years of lifespan to improve one major realm, lasting for one minute! ]

Sword Formation: Blood Moon Sword Formation (1/4)!

Demon-Suppressing Monument (1/9)

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These are the main martial arts. In fact, the martial arts that were previously deduced and comprehended are all there, but in front of these martial arts, other martial arts seem to be eclipsed.

"Even the martial saints in the world can't stop my punch, right?"

Li Ci's mouth curled up and he smiled coldly.

With a perfect set of heavenly grade martial arts, plus the Demon-Suppressing Monument, Blood Moon Sword Formation, and Immortal Transformation Technique.

Li Ci dared to say that he had already stood in the first echelon of the Great Wilderness's combat power.

Of course!

The Great Wilderness is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and some people have obtained immortal energy, and their strength cannot be overshadowed by a single word.

Although they are not immortal cultivators, they should be infinitely close to immortal cultivators after obtaining immortal energy.

If these people don't come out, Li Ci still dares to say that he is invincible.

"Changchun Gate..."

Li Ci clicked his tongue. The next target is Changchun Gate!

Changchun Gate is in Nanzhou. The old site of Qingyun Sect and Lingshen Sect are both in Qingzhou.

Li Ci wants to cultivate immortals, and he doesn't want to let go of anything related to immortal cultivators.

"Old Li, I have something very serious to tell you!"

Song Ping'an is here.

He is wearing a white robe and his face is deep.

Li Ci has a question mark on his face and doesn't know what to do.

"The people from the Great Buddha Temple are here!"

"They want us to hand over the person who killed Monk Jinhua!"

Song Ping'an has a heavy face and an uneasy voice.

"Are you looking for me?"

Li Ci is calm and unhurried.

He stood up and patted his robe. Li Ci took the lead and walked towards the Buddha Hall.

"Do you want me to analyze who is coming?"

Song Ping'an chased after him.

He knew that Li Ci was very strong and unfathomable.

However, the people coming to the Great Buddha Temple this time should not be underestimated, and they have many trump cards.

"No need!"

"Just kill them!"

Li Ci said calmly, without turning his head, his eyes calm.

Song Ping'an was silent and did not speak, but Li Ci's decisiveness and indifference made him look at him with new eyes.

It seems that everything is under control!

Song Ping'an has never met such a person, exuding confidence and strength.

I am invincible!

Li Ci walked into the Buddhist temple and saw dozens of shining bald heads in it at a glance.

They are all old men!

Wearing cassocks, hanging big beads around their necks, with white eyebrows and beards, they exude a strong Buddhist nature.

They are like the great Buddhas coming from the West, saving all living beings, and every word can save endless evil thoughts.

Li Ci's pupils trembled slightly. These were dozens of top martial gods!

Each of them was a top existence in the realm of martial gods.

These dozens of people joined forces to wipe out the entire Nanzhou. It should be no problem at all.

Li Ci touched his nose, feeling a little flattered.

Tang Sanzang and Master Haomeng were expressionless, and they dared not even speak.

The oppression of dozens of top martial gods made them unable to fight back.

"Jinhua, did you kill him?"

An old man shouted.

"It was me!"

Li Ci grinned, not hurriedly.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, I see that you have evil thoughts entering your body, evil spirits invading your soul, and demon blood covering your body. You are in great trouble!"

"Buddha is merciful, donor, we are here to exorcise evil spirits for you and return your true spirit. I hope you will not resist and just hand yourself over to us!"

The old man put his hands together, with a kind face, and every word and action seemed to be for all living beings.

Dozens of monks gathered around, all with their hands clasped together, their eyes emitting fierce killing intent.

Li Ci noticed that behind the group of people, there was a small Buddhist sedan chair.

There seemed to be a person sitting in the sedan chair!

It was vague, and Li Ci could not see the person clearly.

Dozens of old Buddhas put their hands together, solemn and sacred, approaching step by step, with cold murderous light flashing in their eyes.

"This is Yanglong Temple, are you going to kill our guests here?"

Master Haomeng gritted his teeth and spoke coldly.

He and Tang Sanzang stood up and protected Li Ci behind them.

Li Ci was really flattered. He didn't expect that under such pressure, the two would stand up with him.

"Amitabha, Haomeng, it seems that you have also been invaded by evil spirits and have forgotten your true nature!"

"I will save you!"

An old Buddha's beard and eyebrows flew up, and he slapped out with one palm.

Master Haomeng made a move and collided with it.

With a sudden force, the old Buddha flew out.

The others widened their eyes, without hesitation, and suddenly made a move.

Master Haomeng and the other two joined forces to try to resist their offensive.

However, the difference in strength was so great that there was no comparison at all.

Autumn wind sweeps fallen leaves!

The three of them could not hold on for a moment and were beaten to the ground.

The bald head was cracked.

The old Buddhas looked at him coldly, killing him fiercely and approaching Li Ci.

"Now, no one can save you!"

The old Buddha said angrily.

Li Ci smiled coldly, made a fist with five fingers, and punched out.

Samsara Fist!

One punch will send you to reincarnation!

The monks had no time to react at all, and Li Ci's fierce fist had already punched out.

The fist was mighty, like a huge wave that overturned the world, mixed with violent thunder.

Puff!

The fist was unparalleled, shattering the void.

More than ten people were torn into pieces in an instant, and their flesh and blood were crushed by the fist, and turned into ashes.

Killing more than ten top martial gods with one punch really frightened the old Buddhas.

They didn't expect Li Ci's strength to be so terrifying.

Even Song Pingan and the other two were shocked.

After a day and a night, Li Ci seemed to be much more terrifying.

"Monster, you are so brave!"

The old Buddhas roared, both terrified and shocked.

They exerted their strength and used all their strength to launch the strongest attack!

They also saw that Li Ci was very strong, too strong.

With all their strength, they might be able to suppress Li Ci.

Li Ci sneered, without a trace of emotion, and directly punched out two punches.

The fist was immeasurable, and thunder and lightning intertwined!

It was as if it was a fist punched by a god.

Puff!

After two punches, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood flew all over the ground.

The old Buddhas were as vulnerable as tofu, and everything was torn apart wherever the fist power went.

The Buddha Hall was blasted with several fist holes.

Looking at the broken Buddha Hall, Master Haomeng had heartache.

Li Ci did not hesitate at all and punched out again.

Thunder exploded, and the sound of fists shook the sky.

The last old Buddha also fell down.

The flesh and blood on the ground was like a corner of hell.

Dozens of top martial gods were isolated from the world.

Li Ci exhaled, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Fists are still useful!"

The top-level martial arts are unique.

After a few punches, Li Ci increased his lifespan by more than 10,000 years. He was very satisfied.

Now his lifespan is 173,324 years!

It was also at this time!

A half-dead old Buddha was left with only half of his body. He struggled to climb onto the Buddha sedan and tore open the curtain!

"Damn it, go!"

Master Haomeng yelled.

Li Ci turned around and opened his eyes wide!