Immortal Cultivation – My Buffs Have No Time Limit

Immortal Cultivation – My Buffs Have No Time Limit Chapter 350

2022-01-23

Chapter 350 unaware of the oriole behind

Just after leaving Mu Family Taolin, Chongshan League's flying boat suffered To the attack of the unknown cultivator.

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

"Hand over the goddess, the concubine will not kill you."

A clear female voice sounded from the air.

The red veil wraps a delicate woman and slowly falls from above, with black hair hiding the sky and covering the earth all around her head.

It turned out that the black silk thread that cut the flying boat to form a birdcage blocking the way of everyone was all this person's hair.

"I have no grudge against senior, why is senior blocking my way."

Mu Elder said solemnly, and the man brought a heavy burden to them just by looking at them pressure.

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

"The concubine has already said, hand over the goddess. Since you fail to appreciate somebody's kindness, then you can't blame the concubine."

The silhouette behind the veil waved her hand , the three thousand black silks flew towards them and shrouded them.

Each black thread is condensed from extremely terrifying resentment. It is extremely tenacious. Under the urging of icy Yin Qi, each thread can exert terrifying formidable power.

Mu Elder and the others are the strongest but the Golden Core cultivation base, the sword art cut out can't stop the invasion of black hair at all.

They can only use Flying Sword to do their best to escape within the hairline cage.

But those hairs grow even faster than their Flying Sword. But for a moment, there was no way to hide.

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

Wait until the golden light dissipates a little to see that it is a bergamot hand that seems to be made of gold.

"Amitabha, the three thousand blue silks are all troubled, the donor still doesn't understand."

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

A buddha hand behind the golden statue was shot again, and with a single stroke in the gentle Buddha's radiance, the previously tenacious unbreakable hair cage was easily cut off in large pieces, exposing a potentially unbreakable hair. A gap for escape.

Mu Elder and the others bowed their hands behind the golden statue and quickly escaped from the broken cage.

They turned into a stream of light and soon disappeared from sight.

The woman hidden between the red yarn and black hair fluttered and wanted to chase, but the golden statue appeared in front of her again and wouldn't give in an inch.

"You monk is so unreasonable, how can you stop the concubine from becoming a woman, does the Master want to rob her?"

"Huh? Where are you monk, concubine? The body looks familiar."

"Get out of the way, the concubine will decide after the fact that you, a monk, will have another one-night stand?"

Just two bergamots cut her off easily. of resentment. This made the woman in the red gauze full of fear of this blocker, and was reluctant to fight against it.

But I tried to get around it several times, but failed. Seeing those sword lights fly farther and farther, she also understands that if she doesn't get rid of this strange Divine Idol, she will have no way to catch the daughter of the general.

The female cultivator behind the red gauze carefully looked at Divine Idol's appearance, but was slightly surprised.

This is half flesh and blood, half golden body, half devil, and half Buddha.

And she always felt as if she had seen that face of Buddha and Demon symbiosis.

"Female Bodhisattva's kindness led this poor monk to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Also ask Female Bodhisattva to be magnanimous, how about letting those donors go?"

Divine Idol Avatar still remains unmoved, with his hands clasped together on his chest, and a face with Buddha eyes, pious eyes, and evil eyes.

"The monk's Buddha Dharma is proven and the concubine admires it. Since the monk said so, then... you go to die!"

The female voice behind the red sand suddenly became hideous Terrifying, the black silk floating in the air was instantly stained with blood, and moved towards the Divine Idol in the middle, which was cut and strangled.

At the time of the shot, it was also wrapped in a thick Ghost Qi yin wind. Like this move, it doesn't look like a living person can do it.

In those strands of hair, condensed grief, suffering and heavy bloody killing intent, when a cultivator encounters it, it is almost instantly dead.

Even after being killed, there is no chance of being a ghost. It's a very ruthless move.

But Divine Idol Avatar folded the flower in his hands, pinched a large piece of hair in his hand, and then rubbed it with his backhand very casually.

These formidable powers are far from the hair of ordinary Mysterious Grade magic weapons, like the white snow under the spring, melting cleanly.

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

But in the body of Divine Idol Avatar, the endless world suffering and chaotic will are colliding all the time.

With such a profound enlightenment, Ananda's blood and tears were left behind, and he sudden enlightenment to Adan's Divine Idol Avatar. How could these Evil Thought hairs be of any use in front of him.

"This is impossible! Who the hell are you!"

Seeing that her grievances were broken, the woman blocking the road was both shocked and angry in her heart, and the shot was an even crazier attack.

Ghost Qi, who froze all life, spread in the air, and for a while, the overcast wind swept the dark clouds and covered the sun, dyeing the plain like a dead zone.

one after another Black Claw Ghost Silk, moved towards Divine Idol Avatar waving, whimpering as the air was torn apart.

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

"This poor monk, Ananda Kasyapa of the Chongshan League, is willing to be the Female Bodhisattva Scripture Lecture."

There are several palms of Buddha and demons behind it, and it is easy to make the hair all over the sky. Punch a few holes.

The woman behind the hair cloud can only retreat in front of the Buddha's palm. If she is lined up by the palm of the Buddha and Demon, it will make her bad luck.

It's not that she hasn't seen her before. Those ordinary Buddha's radiance can at best compete with her resentment.

How can a guy who is not very religious at first glance be so weird.

She is the grievances of the Ghost King wasteland, completely restrained by Divine Idol Avatar, and has no temper.

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

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

Somewhat unexpectedly, the name of the unknown female cultivator came out with Jiang Li's name.

How could Jiang Li not remember that he knew such a powerful female cultivator.

"Jiang Li's donor is the Alliance Leader of the Chongshan Mountain, and Female Bodhisattva is an old friend of the Alliance Leader?"

After hearing the name again, the blood-colored hair in the sky suddenly shrank. Then came a flustered and exasperated female voice.

"Damn it! You'll be quiet!"

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

As if something was wrong with the body, the red yarn hidden between the hairs quickly fled to the distance.

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

But things backfired, a silhouette that she didn't want to see the most now, had stopped at some point in her retreat.

“Young Lady Yang, why did the old meet leave so quickly?”

It was Jiang Li who had been hiding before.

The one in the Taolin Mu Family, simply is a Nine Nether Avatar that Jiang Li used for his thirty-year-old peach.

For a while, it shouldn't be a problem.

While his body was hidden in the coffin, he followed the two of Mu Elder and left the Shili Taolin in order to lead the snake out of the hole.

Unexpectedly, it was not the Nine Nether tree in the cemetery, but such an old man.

"It's you!"

The complexion greatly changed for the woman under the red veil.

What she was most afraid of was not Jiang Li and that Buddha statue behind her.

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

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

Two completely different expressions appear, and you compete for each other on the same face.

The full resistance of the previous owner of this body, Ghost King Yang Ruozhi's mind was mostly involved. This body is not hers after all, it was affected, and the battle strength plummeted.

At this time, she was dying, and another pale flame emerged in front of her.

Jiang Li waved the cold flame of the ghost lamp, and set Yang Ruozhi's messy hair thoroughly.

The white and flames also burned to the body along the hairline.

Yang Ruozhi screamed, and Ghost Qi, which almost covered the sky, disappeared instantly. The injured Ghost King was frightened back by Jiang Li's cold flame.

She had seen this kind of flame when she was in the Ghost King wasteland. If at the peak period this cold flame was something she could handle with confidence, but for now, save it.

Yang Ruozhi shrank away, and the woman's eyes behind the red gauze were finally restored to sobriety and calmness.

But how difficult it is to snatch a body from a Ghost King, eyes are full of exhaustion, and even the simplest Yukong can't maintain it. Fall down.

Jiang Li flew forward and caught the thin silhouette wrapped in red yarn.

This person is Mu Yulan, the abandoned disciple of Qianhe Tower, whom Jiang Li rescued from the Ghost King wasteland a few months ago.

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

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

And the power in her body made him even more startled.

She had not even formed the Golden Core at that time, but now she is already a powerful Nascent Soul True Cultivator.

This is the benefit of having a great grandfather or elder sister in your body.

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

Hua married Ghost King Yang Ruozhi, but terrifying existence above the cultivator.

Although because of the heavy damage in the Ghost King melee, the strength dropped significantly.

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

Just now, under the control of Yang Ruozhi, he even showed his exaggerated strength of reaching the Divine Grade.

If Jiang Li hadn't restrained ghosts, it would have been very difficult to deal with.

However, it is almost impossible for this mottled Nascent Soul to make up for it.

Yang Ruozhi, the elder sister, is not very qualified, and she is too ruthless.

If it weren't for the peacefulness in Qianhelou's cultivation technique, Mu Yulan's foundation would be good enough.

At this moment, I am afraid that Yang Ruozhi has already played to death.

Another hour later.

Mu Yulan slowly woke up from the coma.

"Where am I?"

She has been suppressed by Yang Ruozhi for a long time, and she has been sleeping hard to wake up, and now she is still a little unclear about the situation.

She just felt that there was one after another warm current pouring into her body from behind.

Looking back with difficulty, it is a face that I miss day and night and dare not meet.

"En.. Eunuch! Why are you here.. Hurry up! Hurry up! I will hurt you!"

Mu Yulan was flustered, her own business Know yourself.

After she was separated from Jiang Li, she first destroyed a gathering place of loose cultivators engaged in human trafficking.

After relying on those blood and food to recover his injuries and some strength, he was bewitched by Yang Ruozhi and began to take revenge and attacked the fleet of Qianhe Tower.

At first, it's okay to say that the control of the body is still in her hands.

But as the killings increased, Yang Ruozhi's power quickly recovered. Before she could react, she was completely crushed.

I don't know from which day, Mu Yulan never woke up.

It was like a dream, watching Yang Ruozhi do all kinds of things with her body that she never dared to think about.

For example, marrying a lot of weird men and sucking them dry in a coffin.

During this process, Mu Yulan's cultivation base unconsciously broke through to Yuan Ying, but she didn't feel happy at all.

Because if nothing happens, she will probably never wake up again.

Until I met Jiang Li again.

The deflated Yang Ruozhi retracted into her body, and Mu Yulan learned that she was awake, but what she thought immediately was that she was afraid that Jiang Li would be hurt by Yang Ruozhi.

"It's okay, I don't think she dares to come out now."

Jiang Li raised his hand and released the cold flame of the ghost lamp, the white flame reflected on the other's face.

Mu Yulan could hear Yang Ruozhi yelling in her body.

She just remembered the picture of Yang Ruozhi being deflated.

It turned out that Jiang Li saved her again.

However, even the Ghost King is afraid of Jiang Li, and the benefactor is really strong.

"Engong's life-saving grace twice, but Mu Yulan requite kindness with enmity, damn it!"

Mu Yulan turned over and moved towards Jiang Li, knelt down and raised her hand A palm is about to hit his forehead.

One is to atone for Jiang Li, and the other is to fear that Yang Ruozhi will snatch her body again, and what will happen when the time comes, she really can't believe it.

It's just that the hand that turned into a crane claw was stopped by Jiang Li. The powerful palm stopped her suicidal move in front of her forehead.

"It turns out that your name is Mu Yulan, so Yang Ruozhi is the one just now."

"Those are not your intentions, so don't take it seriously."

The name the other party told him earlier was Yang Ruozhi.

He just pretended to know, and laughed forgave her for what she had done.

"Can you tell me, that Yang Ruozhi, why did he suddenly attack the flying boat of the Chongshan League?"

Although it wasn't her who controlled her body before, Mu Yulan still had a look of remorse, obviously ashamed of Jiang Li.

After adjusting my mood for a while, I spoke again while recalling.

"I don't remember very clearly what happened before. I only remember that it seems to be my body. The yang qi is getting weaker and weaker, and the yang life is about to be cut off."

"For some reasons, Yang Ruozhi That is to say, she can't be easily separated from me, so she wants to get Mu Family's longevity peach to continue our lifespan."

"When snatch the invitation before, she met a strange Taoist priest, he said At the core of the Mu Family, there is also a Spirit Fruit called Pantao, which can fully restore our injuries and strength."

"That's why they worked together temporarily, and it was also the flying boat he let Yang Ruozhi attack, To snatch a descended daughter."

(end of this chapter)