Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

After confirming the eyes, it is a person with serious problems.

And the astonishment belongs to the astonishment, the old demon Jiyin didn't react slowly. I saw that before the sword light exploded, the old demon shook his sleeves, and two puffs of black air rushed out from the left and right; after a short roll, they each turned into a black scale with black scales tens of feet long. The python, following the long teeth, grinned and rushed towards the two balls of blue light.

The black python's red eyes flashed fiercely, and they swallowed the gradually spreading sword light into their stomachs one by one.

The next moment, Wang Li, who was sneering at the corner of his mouth before they continued to pounce on the door, exploded into countless black air one after another. A large number of spirally exploding sword lights swished straight at Ji Yin, who was jumping back quickly, and fifteen ferocious Tiandu corpses who were jumping into the bleeding pool.

Ji Yin showed a look of shock, and it was obviously too late to use the Tiandu corpse as a human shield to block the disaster.

I saw a blood-colored long knife with complex lines being sacrificed by him, and a ten-foot knife shadow appeared outside the blade in an instant, and slashed at one of the exploding sword lights. Two rings, one black and one yellow, were also thrown out on the index finger of the left hand. The black one went towards the second group of sword lights, and the yellow one went towards Wang Li. During the lasing process, the yin and yang double rings are all transformed into two, two into four, and four into eight, finally evolving into sixty-four gold rings and black rings.

The long knife is a secret treasure of the magic way, and its power is not bad.

The double rings are called Yin-Yang rings, which are exquisite ancient treasures, one attack and one defense are quite miraculous.

Ji Yin originally thought that his defensive counterattack was quite in place, he didn't want to repel the enemy, but he should buy a moment for himself anyway.

But after the bloody long knife collided with one of the sword lights, most of the sword lights collapsed, and the rest swept across several Tiandu corpses, and immediately pierced blood holes in these Tiandu corpses. Looking at the blood knife again, the blade is full of gaps, and the aura of the blade is dim. This strange treasure has obviously been severely injured and spiritually damaged, and it is already useless.

Dozens of Yin rings caught another group of exploding sword lights, and pieces of small rings collided with pieces of sword lights, making tinkling sounds of metal and iron, and then were blocked; The rings were inexplicably slashed one after another and scattered into faint light spots. Although the golden ring formed a ring shadow and broke through between the two groups of sword lights, it was pulled by a strange copper coin, and all the ghost shadows of the golden ring dissipated in an instant, revealing the ring itself; The copper coin was hit right, and then it was adsorbed on it like a dog's skin plaster. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't break free. On the contrary, the more he struggled, the weaker his strength became.

"impossible!"

It's fine that Gu Bao was restrained, although his heart ached, it was within his expectation. But how could a mere sword light have such power? Destroyed two of his treasures in a row.

Without waiting for him to think too much, each of the sword lights that exploded before revealed a green flying sword, and then the golden arc pierced him in a flash. It turned out that it wasn't the sword light that destroyed the two treasures, but the two flying swords that used the sword light as a cover.

"Nothing is impossible."

Even if it is not mixed with Gengjin, it has been cultivated by itself and its incarnation with various pill fires for decades, and then with baby fire and several times the mana of the same level, constantly sacrificed and warmed for fifty or sixty years, The power is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

It is three points sharper than the general top-level magic weapon.

It can be said that each of his small swords is no less powerful than any Nascent Soul cultivator who has warmed up two hundred years of natal magic weapons with his own infant fire and Nascent Soul level mana. In terms of spirituality, there is more to it.

This is the benefit of combining several times the mana of the same level, the giant spirit vein with the quenching sword tripod, and multiple incarnations of different attributes.

The Sanyang avatar and the psychic sword body avatar are simply the most perfect combination.

"Fellow Daoist, stop, you and I have no grievances, we have something to say."

Calling a stop is a call to stop, Ji Yin doesn't have the slightest intention of waiting to die. I saw the figure of the old devil gritted his teeth and turned around in place, and a jet of black Yin Qi emerged from his body, spreading for several feet in an instant, and there was a loud howl of ghosts and wolves inside, and a shadow of Zhang Xu ghost loomed in the mist. It was also at this time that the two small swords plunged into the cloudy haze with a golden arc at one end, and the old devil screamed immediately after:

"Why did my magic power fail? Wait, is this the God of Evil Resisting Lightning?"

Back then, their senior brothers used this thing to blackmail their master Xuan Gu, now, he also experienced the aggrievedness of being restrained by the divine thunder.

"ah"

Ji Yin, who had lost an arm and half of his head, was full of madness in his eyes.

The Xuanyin demon skill was running to the extreme, and he wanted to use the demon energy to counteract the divine thunder that had invaded his body and was wantonly destroying his veins. At the same time, the wounds of the dozen or so Tiandu corpses had recovered visibly to the naked eye, and they all rushed towards Wang Li, trying to fight their way out.

But what made the old devil very puzzled and liver ache was that there was obviously only a small amount of evil spirit lightning in his body, but why was it like a tarsal maggot? It took all my strength to wipe out one-tenth of it! The Feather Arrow made by Golden Thunder Bamboo back then was not so exaggerated!

Both he and Wang Li didn't know that Lei Lingen's No. 3 incarnation would occasionally help warm up the small swords, which more or less strengthened the divine thunders on all the flying swords, and brought with him No. 3's top lightning-type kung fu. A little characteristic of the law!

Domineering, lingering!

The Golden Lightning Bamboo has never been exclusive to monks of the wood spirit root, and the one who can exert the power of the evil god thunder to a greater extent should be the monk Lei Lingen who majors in the thunder system.

As for the dozen or so Tiandu corpses that rushed at him, Wang Li just raised his hand, and a cluster of stars burned in his palm. With a light blow on these refining corpses, the stars and flames slowly magnified and smashed towards them.

For a while, the sound of "Pu Chi Pu Chi" continued.

In Ji Yin's sharply constricted pupils, there were dozens of moths fighting the flame.

Normally, each of these refined corpses is comparable to the combat power of the middle stage of alchemy; and because the physical body has the characteristics of an indestructible body, it is difficult to truly destroy it without fear of ordinary attacks from the physical level of any magic weapons. kill. Even if it is used in the battle between the Nascent Soul Stage, it can be regarded as a helping hand.

But what's going on now?

All burned?

What kind of flame is this? It was even more terrifying than his Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire!

No one answered him, but seventy-two flying swords responded.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword formed a turntable, creating a storm of blades. Immediately before Ji Yin broke free from the shaped light of the Haotian Mirror, he strangled him, completely destroying his already half-damaged body. There was only one Nascent Soul who panicked and fled out of his body.

Nascent Soul is being wrapped in a mass of jet-black flames, this is the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire that Lao Moyi uses as his trump card.

If it weren't for this flame and a piece of jade pendant showing their might just in time to block the blade storm for an instant, the old devil might not even be able to preserve the Nascent Soul.

It's a pity that the blade storm was so sharp and unreasonable, the brilliance emitted by the jade pendant only lasted for a moment before it was shattered, and the jade pendant fell to the ground, looking like its spirituality was greatly reduced. The Tiandu Corpse Fire is of course quite miraculous, but how can it protect the whole body and really resist the continuous strangulation of dozens or hundreds of sword edges like a sword wheel?

Either the body is destroyed and the Nascent Soul seeks an opportunity to escape; or the Nascent Soul is destroyed together with the body.

"Shhhhhhh"

The flying sword turned into a spiral sword wheel and returned to cut, but this time it missed nothing.

This is the innate ability of Nascent Soul: Teleportation.

In the void twenty feet away, a chubby guy without pants appeared in a flash; in another flash, he was about to use a teleport to escape with a storage bag in his arms.

In the beginning, the little fat man with a face full of resentment was nervous that there was only one way to escape, and was deeply annoyed that he had nothing to do at ordinary times, so why did he put restrictions on the surrounding walls. It's all right now, the breath can't be broken at all, so I can only bite the bullet and run away from the thief.

What made him happy was that the other party didn't seem to have seen Nascent Soul teleportation before, and he didn't even notice his Yuandun.

"Wait, no matter who you are, if you destroy this old man's physical body today, your family will be washed with blood in the future. Everyone related to you, this old man will definitely extract their souls and refine their souls, killing all possibilities of reincarnation."

Just as he was swearing poisonous oaths and speaking harsh words in his heart, a figure flashed in front of him blocking his way. In addition, under the cover of a large cyan net with golden arcs on the front. It is the second Nascent Soul avatar.

The Yuanying villain was frightened out of his wits, and hurriedly dodged back, but unexpectedly, the same golden thunder net fell from behind and caught him right away.

"No"

The corpse fire of Tiandu was sacrificed, and the old devil tried to struggle to the death. The corpse fire was blazing, trying to burn through this golden thunder net. But the thunder net woven by the evil spirit god Lei was not so easy to break. After tossing for a long time, the Yuanying was wilted, and the corpse fire could not damage the thunder net ball wrapped in three inner circles and outer three circles.

Inside the golden ball, the villain's face was full of ashes and defeat.

Before he could make another move, Tiandu Corpse Huo was gradually stripped away from his body by the thunder net of the evil spirit god Lei. Then he was taken in by the strange star fire in the opponent's hand, and then lost contact with him. Since then, he has lost even the capital to use the last bit of mana to resist.

The extremely yin old devil at the peak of the early Yuanying period has been captured.