Liu Feng, the demonic body, stared away. He had never seen the auras and circulation trajectories in the bodies of the three incomplete medicine men under his full field of vision.
"It was originally above the ninth level, but now it is the eighth level...and it is so mutilated that it is not dead yet?"
"These three medicine men must be the same as the ten under the insect nest." It’s related to the thing on the fifth floor.”
When he took a closer look, three mutilated medicine men surrounded the blood rain, killing everyone. No one under the eight realms survived.
Afterimages came around, and there were twelve demon cultivators from the Shi family who came over alive, eight people missing.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, how are you?" The three-eyed elder of the Shi family, who was in the early stage of the eighth realm, and the king-blood demon cultivator, was not afraid of the three incomplete medicine men, but he was afraid of accidents.
The demonic body Liu Feng said solemnly: "It's best to leave first. In addition, it's best not to directly refine the flesh and blood of the old demon into the body."
More than ten Shijia demon cultivators nodded. , the elder of the Three-Eyed Clan waved to summon the magic treasure chariot.
A group of people fell on the front of the car, and there was only a white toad left behind the wheel. The half-demon with Mirage bloodline was nowhere to be seen, and the people of the Shi family were too lazy to care about a bastard.
“Master, Qiao Bei escaped.” Zhu Mingye reported with his mouth wide open.
Liu Feng, the demon body, snorted coldly, glanced sideways at a certain location on the ground, and ignored it.
While the other monks were still in the process of taking away the flesh and blood, the magic treasure chariot flew through the air and escaped thousands of miles away from the moonlight.
Like them, the first person to escape was the woman in the Salo tree.
They were less than a hundred miles away when a cloud of insects surged out from the direction of the insect nest. A large black crow spread out for hundreds of miles to the left and right, like a swarm of Gus pouring out of the insect nest.
Above the Gu group, a thousand Gu masters stood like puppets.
Wherever the thousand Gu Masters passed, the blue moon in the sky cast rich moonlight. The thousand foreign Gu Masters, who originally had only slight signs of turning into Gu, quickly transformed into half-Gu bodies.
The cloud of insects flew to the place where ancestor Baize died, and the rich moonlight immediately covered the place.
Three incomplete medicine men stood in the air under the moonlight. The aura on their bodies rose up, approaching the perfection of the Eighth Realm, and they looked like they had entered the Ninth Realm.
In this way, no outsider within thirty miles would dare to stay.
Thousands of Gu Masters followed the Gu swarm to the ground, involuntarily swallowing flesh and blood everywhere.
Among the many figures, Yuan Caihe's black hair was all gone, and a layer of insect beetles grew on her scalp. She looked at the woman not far away with a dull expression.
Niu Yun was also stuffing it into his mouth, and the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes fell on the insect shell of his face, sliding diagonally to both sides.
In addition to transforming into poison, flesh bugs came in and out of their bodies, and half of the flesh and blood in their bodies was replaced.
The two women had little knowledge, but they could have guessed that they had now become the puppets of the Gu Immortal, just like the bottles and jars used to raise the poison.
Separating part of the flesh and blood into the bodies of a thousand puppets, I didn’t expect Ancestor Bai Ze to be able to do it. If the insect nest was destroyed, they could disperse and escape with the flesh insects.
"Niu Yun, we are still sane." Under the moonlight, Yuan Caihe's demon body was also turning into a poison, and an ugly smile appeared on his unrecognizable face.
She used to be a pure Gu master, but unfortunately she was turned into a demon by a demon fetus, and now she was forcibly transformed into a Gu.
The true spirit merges with the demon, and his body is half demon and half insect. After all, he is an ant and wants to live an ignoble life. Under such a situation, Yuan Caihe still doesn't want to die.
Niu Yun's eyes were empty and she stared blankly at the mountain col several miles away. She found that her eyesight was much stronger.
In her field of vision, there were many monks hidden in the mountain col. Half of them were demons and women who looked familiar to her. They were the little demons who followed Liu Feng in the past.
"Better than my life." Niu Yun murmured, burying her head and continuing to eat the old demon's flesh and blood on the ground.
Six miles away, inside the mountain col.
Seeing the Gu teachers and students swallowing flesh and blood from a distance, the more than twenty monks hiding here felt chilled in their hearts.
Among them, the half-enchanted woman glanced casually for a few times, turned around and left. She did not notice the poor woman looking at her.
Halfway through the flight, the woman opened her red lips and spat out a piece of bone and flesh as big as a millstone. She smashed it into her mouth several times and wanted to swallow it, but she was a little afraid.
"You can't eat this thing randomly! But after all, it comes from the old demon of the Nine Realms. When you see Liu Feng, you will use it to seek refuge with him."
The half-demon woman rolled her flesh and blood into the ring, and finally looked away. He picked up the magic treasure chariot and left in a direction away from the devil.
......
Under the canyon somewhere near the sea, black mist is misty, covering thousands of miles of black land.
At this time, in the space of the thirty-sixth floor broken tower.
Liu Feng's feet had a spine ten feet long, and two bone claws opened a path under him.
Flying all the way down to the thirteenth floor, each floor is nearly ten miles high. There are spiritual fields, temples, and Buddha statues inside, just like a place for Buddhist practice.
But what you see in front of you is mostly broken walls and ruins. The entire space of the pagoda is filled with void cracks and may collapse at any time.
Even so, there are some elixirs in the spiritual field, all of which are rare varieties in the world.
Liu Feng looked at a spiritual field eight miles away, where dozens of figures collided. Two king-blood clans were leading people to besiege a young monk.
"Zhongli family and Gongyang family, it seems that these two families have been here for a while, and they have strong medicinal energy. I am afraid they have received a lot of good medicine."
He has no intention of going over to fight for it, and he will not go there. Help the young monk, it is important to see the spirit of this pagoda now.
He has more important things than elixirs, possible Buddhist treasures and Buddhist techniques.
The pagoda left his clone, and protecting his clone was one of them. The key should be to see his true body, and he also wanted to know his past life from the pagoda weapon spirit.
When Liu Feng was about to reach the lower level along the corridor, the young monk also discovered Liu Feng in the spiritual field in the distance.
"Chandu, Lord Buddha is being besieged, why don't you come over to help?"
Eight miles away, the loud banging of waves of spiritual treasures came, and the willow wind seemed to have not been heard.
Tanquan doesn't need him to save him, but if he encounters Elder Chekong and others who came in first and are in danger, he doesn't mind helping.
"Elder Chekong must have gone to the upper level."
Avoiding the cracks in the void along the way, Liu Feng thought that Su Mu had escaped to the upper level. The bones of her ancestors were consumed in this woman's body. The eighth-grade evil spirits were also swallowed up. If we encounter him again, we must refine his bloodline.
"When my bloodline reaches the heavenly level, the power of my bloodline's magical energy and magnetism will change."
Another incense stick passed by, avoiding the void crack in the way, which delayed a lot of time.
After going down to the seventeenth floor, when he was about to fall to the eighteenth floor, a Nine Palaces and Bagua array in front of the corridor blocked his way.
The formation plate is a seventh-grade perfect spiritual treasure. When it rotates, it drives the movement of the formation. It is guarded here for the Zhongli family. In the corridor under the array, a pool of scarlet blood was particularly eye-catching.
In the shared memory of the clone, when the clone came down, it was chased by Zhongli’s people and was seriously injured.
He left the formation plate to block it. It seemed that he only knew that there was a restriction here. He didn't know that it was the last floor of the Broken Tower below, and he didn't know that his clone had seen the weapon spirit.
“The people of the Zhongli clan completely hate me for the incident with Xumihai.” Liu Feng sneered and guided Jing En with his spiritual consciousness.
Two golden wheels swirled on the giant claws of white bones, carrying the Buddha's power and hitting the array. With a "click", a crack burst out in the middle of the formation disk, turning into spiritual light and fleeing, and was caught in the palm of a giant claw.
“I am missing some good materials for practicing the Shura Umbrella.”
Putting away the broken spirit treasure, he took the next step and squeezed into the invisible barrier without any hindrance.
The scene in front of me changed. Before I could see it clearly, the old voice sounded faintly.
"The poor monk has seen the Golden Saint."
Liu Feng's face twitched fiercely, and in his sight was a space that had mostly collapsed. Twelve golden pillars in the center suppressed an aging white head. Ze is the demon cultivator clone of Demon Lord Bai Ze.
Sitting next to the golden pillar were two people. Apart from his clone, the other figure was an old monk transformed by the spirit of the weapon.
When the clone came, he didn't realize how polite the old monk was and didn't say much. When the main body arrived, the weapon spirit saw Liu Feng's face and seemed to have truly confirmed his identity.
"What is the identity of Venerable Jin Sheng, and which life is mine?" Liu Feng lowered his spine and asked directly.
He flew down in front of the twelve golden pillars, and Lao Baize, who was suppressed on the ground, fell into a deep sleep.
As my eyes moved, the golden floor tiles under my feet were the manifestation of Buddha's power, and the rows of collapsed Buddhist temples not far away were real objects.
Liu Feng sat down next to the clone and looked at the old monk three feet away.
The old monk pondered for a moment. He came from a section of the pagoda itself, so his memory is incomplete, but his respect for the Golden Saint will never be forgotten.
He recalled a little and spoke slowly: "Venerable Jin Sheng was born as a Taoist cultivator. In the past, his Taoist name was Ling Jizi." Only three hundred thousand.”
"Which life, the poor monk does not know."
Liu Feng's face was sullen, and his heart could not be calm. Among his first six lives, one of them became a Buddha. It means that it is not an ordinary Buddha, and the result is still death.
He didn't know how the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world fought, but he learned from the Taoist monk Lingjizi that the "master" was in a bad situation now.
"How did Lord Jin Sheng die?" Liu Feng sighed and then asked.
The old monk recalled a little more. His true body was a Buddhist treasure from the Holy Orchid Buddha Mountain in Buddhism, and there was only one true Buddha in the sect. How could he know how the venerable fell?
“The poor monk doesn’t know that he has been separated from his true body and has been suppressed by the heaven and earth here for more than two thousand years. Many things cannot be remembered.”
At this point, the old monk became bold. Staring at the center of Liu Feng's eyebrows, there is a flicker of light emerging from within.
As both Buddha treasures, he could see that the damage to the Buddha lamp was far more severe than his, but it was more serious than him. However, he couldn't tell how much more it was.
"Fellow Taoist in the spiritual sea, can you show up and let me exchange some lamp oil with you?"
Liu Feng was thinking about his past and present lives, and his face became more and more ugly when he heard this. .
He had long suspected that the Buddhist lamp in his spiritual sea had a spiritual spirit. Now it seems that it really does, but he never said a word to him, did not interfere with his practice, and did not interfere in the event of death.
In the space of the pagoda on the ground floor, which had mostly collapsed, there was silence, and three figures sat cross-legged for a long time.
The old monk's words spread, but there was no response for a long time.
Just when the pagoda spirit was about to look away, a faint light bloomed from the center of Liu Feng’s eyebrows, but still no Buddha light came out of the spiritual sea.
Seeing this, the old monk put his hands together in a salute, expressed his offence to Liu Feng, and then turned to the clone of Demon Lord Bai Ze who was suppressed by twelve golden pillars.
Liu Feng then turned around, and the light between his brows shone on the aging monster body, and saw nothing strange.
The next moment, the old monk Qi Ling muttered a Buddhist mantra, and among the twelve golden pillars, the one that restrained Bai Ze's eyebrows slowly moved away.
It turned out that the pagoda spirit wanted to exchange this old demon for lamp oil.
Almost at the same time as the golden pillar was moved away, Bai Ze, who was like a star cast in light, leaned out, but as soon as he moved out his small half soul, he was incinerated by the Buddhist lamp.
Most of the remaining souls retracted instantly, and an angry voice full of majesty resounded.
"Holy Orchid Buddha Mountain no longer exists, and most of the forty thousand Buddhist cultivators have been destroyed. I will go find your true form and kill all the remnants of Holy Orchid..."
The golden pillar falls again Between his eyebrows, Lao Baize's voice stopped, and the meaning behind his words was obvious.
Liu Feng heard the secret and knew that Bai Ze Demon Lord had really become a Gu Immortal and had gone to the virtual world.
The old monk Qi Ling's face was as calm as ever. He pretended not to hear the threat from Demon Lord Bai Ze and stretched out his hand to catch the wisp of lamp oil that flew out from Liu Feng's eyebrows.
Compared with the lamp oil that the Great Heavenly King of the Wheeling Sect exchanged for it, this wisp is really not much. In other words, the power of this pagoda is now far less than that of the Heavenly King of the Wheeling Sect.
But even so, at least he has the ability of the Ninth Realm, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the demon master Baize's clone. The reason why he did not deal with the monks who broke into the pagoda space was probably because he was unable to take out his hands to deal with it on weekdays.
"I need to deal with the Saluo Divine Embryo Immortal Seed in the Eighth Realm. I wonder if the Saluo Divine Embryo Seed has any weaknesses." Liu Feng took the opportunity to ask.
The old monk Qi Ling showed no surprise. He seemed to know that Jin Sheng was a former Taoist companion, and he also knew that the woman was guarding in front of Jin Sheng's temple.
The old monk pressed the lamp oil into the ground, turned his hand and grabbed it, took out a tower base about a foot in size from the ground, and sent it to Liu Feng's body.
“The poor monk has no idea about the weaknesses of the Immortality Seeds. He only knows that the nine Immortality Seeds are in conflict with each other, killing each other and attracting each other. He can use the other eight Immortality Seeds as bait to lure her away.”
“ Enough vitality can also trigger the instinct of immortality, but the venerable does not need to go to such trouble. Holding this tower is enough to severely damage her and force her away."
Liu Feng took the tower, thanked her, and stood up with the clone. Just leave as soon as possible.
If he delays for too long, his whereabouts will be spread out, which will inevitably attract various royal blood clans.
If he is blocked outside the pagoda and attacked, it will inevitably lead to another big trouble. If he is forced to have no choice, it will be difficult to save the last head of his golden body in his previous life.
"Your Majesty, please wait for a moment. The poor monk has obtained a ray of lamp oil. He can use some Buddhist power to cleanse some of the people who enter the pagoda, and by the way, he can collect some medicine for the Sixth Incarnation."
Liu Feng paused, his eyes flashing with joy.
He has killed many elders in Bai Ze's demon cultivator lineage. There is no shortage of elixirs and blood lotus seeds to feed the gu. It is only a matter of time before he completes his fifth life and attacks his sixth life.
But now, the old monk Qi Ling seems to have better medicine that can help him get out of this step in a short time.
"Buzzing..."
Under Liu Feng's gaze, the old monk pulled his hand, and the Buddha's power manifested into a golden mirror about ten feet long, with thirty-six The space of the layered tower is presented one by one.
The picture in the mirror flashed, and different spiritual fields appeared. Most of the spiritual medicines in the spiritual fields had been picked, and even the spiritual soil in the ground had been dug up.
"Su Mu has left the pagoda! Elder Chekong is still there." Liu Feng did not see the fox demon in the mirror.
The scene suddenly paused on a spiritual field, where poisonous elixirs were planted.
The old monk raised his finger and drew a circle on the screen, and the seven figures approaching the spiritual field in the mirror were all crushed into bloody mud by the power of Buddha.
(End of this chapter)