Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 132 Rout
Feeling the increasingly weak connection in his mind, Li Changsheng reached out and rubbed his face vigorously, hoping to get rid of the boredom and anxiety in his mind.

But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he wanted to tear the thing alive.

"Insect? Or snake?"

Li Changsheng gritted his teeth and said: "When this matter is over, I will definitely kill you."

If this thing didn't come out, Xiao Hei might be able to break through and become a monster insect. Although it still wouldn't make him completely safe, it would give him some confidence.

As for the pressure brought by Xiao Hei after breaking through the monster insects, he believed that he could still bear it. At worst, he could bear the pain and give up some insects.

Unfortunately, these can only exist in his imagination.

But just when he was secretly annoyed, the fighting situation outside became more and more intense.

The place where the two parties fought was not far from Wanshe Lake.

in the battlefield.

The smell of burnt and blood filled the surrounding areas, the aura in the air was chaotic, and filled with cold murderous intent.

When the Li Mo Sect attacked, the experience of the demon hunting group in fighting monsters for many years was highlighted. The team was arranged in an orderly manner, just like when dealing with the snake tide before, and used several talismans in succession. The monk gave him a heads-up.

Just as they were busy dealing with it, the demon hunting group quickly approached, and various magic auras bloomed, killing dozens of people in an instant.

After the monks of the Li Mo Sect got through the initial panic, their physical advantage became apparent. Although they were in a very awkward situation during the demon hunting group's offensive, no one died again.

Cong Li Ze, who was entangled by Luan Jian and Mingzhuang, took out a dark yellow scroll.

Under the gaze of the two people, the picture scroll unfolded.

In an instant, seemingly endless dark red monsters jumped out of the scroll and joined the battlefield. The originally one-sided situation was suddenly reversed.

The dark red monster seems to have no weaknesses. Even if it is split into several halves, it can quickly gather together. In addition, the Limo Sect monks jump out from time to time.

The demon hunting group soon suffered casualties. Gradually, it turned from offensive to defensive, and it was like a stalemate.

But as time passed, the decline of the monster hunting group became more and more serious. From time to time, someone would be snatched away by one of the monsters that was comparable to a monk in the early stage of condensation of pulses, torn into pieces and devoured.

This made everyone in the demon hunting group fearful and wanted to retreat.

As soon as the idea of ​​​​retreating came out, the already somewhat leaky defense line expanded further, and the monster became even more unscrupulous.

The number of casualties increased several times.

Luan Jian, who was struggling to resist Cong Li, couldn't help but be distracted for a moment when he saw this.

A flash of light flashed across Cong Li's eyes, and blazing blood flames suddenly ignited on his body, instantly condensing into a huge nine-headed beast.

Among them, the two solid sheep heads and the crane head suddenly opened their eyes.

jittery.
The crane looked up to the sky and neighed.

The sharp voice poured into Luan Jian's mind, making his body freeze.

"Oops!"

Luan Jian's thoughts flashed through his mind, and the next moment, he saw a square beast's eyes reflected in his mind. The originally active thoughts turned into a pool of stagnant water in an instant.

The nine-headed beast whipped up its tail and slammed it down at Luan Jian.

Mingzhuang, who was surrounded by hundreds of water locks, saw this and shouted anxiously: "Get away quickly!"

But Luan Jian, who was troubled by the alien beast, didn't react at all.

next moment.

Bang!
The thick tail condensed by blood hit Luan Jian hard, and immediately he flew out, blood gushing out from his seven orifices as if it was free of money.

He flew dozens of meters and hit the ground hard, his breath quickly falling to the extreme.

It can be seen that his chest is exposed with white bones, and the bright red internal organs can be vaguely seen. The facial features on his face seem to be a puddle of mud sticking to it, which is extremely miserable.

If it hadn't been for a thick layer of spiritual light emerging from his arms and covering him for a moment, he would have died in just this moment.

However, he was not far away from death. His aura was as weak as a candle, and only a qi-training monk could kill him.

"Hahaha!"

After a successful blow, Cong Li couldn't help but laugh loudly, and his fists fell like raindrops. With the help of nine strange beasts on the side, Mingzhuang was in danger, and he was about to follow Luan Jian's footsteps.

Not far away.

Tan Hu and Ye Guanshi teamed up to resist the siege of Zuo Ling, the armored man, and a blood-red monster comparable to the middle stage of Pulse Condensation.

Seeing Luan Jian being seriously injured and dying instantly, their expressions suddenly changed.

Tan Hu yelled and cursed: "He is made of mud and cannot bear a single blow."

The wind blades spreading around him became more violent.

Even monsters who are not afraid of death dare not rush in directly.

Zuo Ling's eyes moved slightly and he said mockingly: "Senior Brother Cong's strange beast dharma is not something that ordinary people can accept. Once he has dealt with that devil kid, it will be your turn!"

"I bother!"

Tan Hu did not give up at all, waved his hand and threw a huge wind blade, and cursed: "Repaying the Dharma form is just a matter of strengthening the blood. You let him hit Grandpa, see if I frown, Grandpa!"

Hearing this, Zuo Ling's face twitched, and he used the Meteor God's Thorn to smash the incoming wind blade, and a large amount of blood gushed out from under his robe.

But it will take a while.

The blood condensed into hundreds of black and red birds, which surged toward Tan Hu. They were like moths flying into the flames, being chopped into pieces by the wind blade again and again, and then gathering and consolidating to attack again.

Feiniao struck several times in succession, which consumed a large amount of Tan Hu's spiritual power, and he had to take out the pill to restore his spiritual energy and swallow it.

Manager Ye forced the dark red monster away, pinched the magic formula with his hand, and poured the spiritual power in his body into the magic weapon in his hand.

Along with the hot breath, a jet of black smoke gushes out from the smoke rod and quickly covers the black and red flying bird.

Zuo Ling felt the explosive atmosphere in the smoke, his eyes changed slightly, and he was immediately ready to call back the flying bird.

However, Manager Ye was one step ahead of him. He saw the magic formula in his hand changing and shouted: "Burn!"

boom.
In an instant, the black smoke turned into a raging flame, covering all the black and red birds.

"Haha, good!" Tan Hu looked overjoyed, opened his mouth and spit out a whirlwind.

Suddenly, the fire became more powerful, and the black and red birds evaporated and disappeared in the flames.

After a few breaths, only the small half-flying bird escaped, but its body also shrank in size.

Zuo Ling looked at the scattered returning birds and felt extremely sad in his heart.

This was the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood that he had finally refined. Unexpectedly, more than half of it was burned by this humble old man in front of him, and he didn't know how long it would take to accumulate it again.

Zuo Ling put away the remaining Wanling Blood, looked at the two people not far away, gritted his teeth and said, "You deserve to die!"

Tan Hu grinned and mocked: "If you have the guts to come here, grandpa will rip off your head!"

Zuo Ling looked at him angrily, his lips twitched slightly, and he waved his hand to recall the Meteor God Thorn, and the spiritual energy in his body surged into it.

hum.
As the spiritual power poured into it, the body of the Meteor God Thorn's crimson color became as crystal clear as jade, and it made a buzzing sound.

A ferocious aura gradually spread.

Tan Hu and Manager Ye felt this aura, and their expressions became solemn. They had almost suffered a big loss in the hands of this blood weapon before.

The two of them used their hands to form magic formulas, and each condensed a foot-long wind blade and a huge fireball several meters in diameter, which hit Zuo Ling's position.

At this time, the big man on the side who constantly inspired blood energy to bombard the two of them suddenly arrived in front of Zuo Ling.

The big man stirred up the energy and blood in his body, and the scarlet blood energy lingered on his body like a flame, slowly condensing and transforming into an illusory beast shadow.

"drink!"

The big man shouted violently, jumped up, and punched the wind blade with his fist wrapped in scarlet blood. The illusory beast shadow above his head bit into the fireball.

Click boom.
The strong wind carried flames and soared into the sky. The big man flew ten meters away, coughing violently, and traces of bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Tan Hu couldn't help but not look happy. Instead, he frowned and said in his heart: "Qi and blood condense, but I look down on him."

He had joined forces with Luan Jian before, severely injuring this man in an instant, but did not kill him in order to let him lead the way.

Unexpectedly, this body, which is only comparable to the early stage of pulse condensation, can actually comprehend the energy and blood condensation that can only be understood in the middle stage of physical training.

Tan Hu's thoughts flashed through his mind, but his movements did not stop, and he condensed a huge wind blade again.

But just as he was about to be released again.

Ah!
Then a shrill scream was heard.

Tan Hu and Manager Ye turned around to look, their faces suddenly turned pale.

I saw that Mingzhuang was bitten on the chest by the nine-headed beast condensed from Li Qi and blood, and his thigh was torn off alive with his claws.

With only half of his body left, he was slapped to the ground by its tail and passed out.

"Hahaha!"

Cong Li laughed loudly, waved his hand and sent out two streams of blood to seal the spiritual veins of the two people, and looked at Tan Hu and the two.

"run!"

Tan Hu shouted violently, and the wind blade condensed in his hand exploded with a bang, whipping up a gust of wind and carrying him as he fled into the distance.

Guanshi Ye also turned into a stream of light and fled in the other direction.

Zuo Ling opened his eyes and glanced at Tan Hu who was running away unwillingly. The jade-like meteor thorn in his hand trembled for a moment and disappeared.

"what!"

Within two breaths, a scream rang out.

Manager Ye appeared from the stream of light, looking at the huge hole in his chest, he smiled helplessly, his breath disappeared immediately, and he fell to the ground.

The Meteor God Thorn can hurt not only the physical body, but also the soul.

When Tan Hu heard the screams in the distance, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his light escaping speed increased by several percent again.

When the remaining members of the Demon Hunting Group saw the deputy head of the group dying one after another, and Tan Hu and others escaping, they became disheartened and dispersed, each of them fleeing outside.

"Hahaha!"

"They are all extremely rich, kill them!"

When the disciples of the Li Mo Sect saw them fleeing, ferocious smiles appeared on their faces, and they laughed and followed the monsters to chase them away.

Houses collapsed as they fled the attack, revealing the spiritual farmers hiding inside.

Some were directly eaten by monsters, while others were deliberately protected by the monks of the Limo Sect and survived.

Cong Li, who had been paying attention, frowned when he saw this, and then called back the Blood Soul Record, pouring his energy and blood into it.

The restrictions lit up one after another, and soon nine restrictions appeared.
Aww.
The monsters hunting everywhere roared, turned around, and turned into streaks of blood and merged into the scroll.

Wait until the last monster rushes in.

The blood soul record hummed and trembled, filled with bursts of blood light.

Seeing this, Cong Li directly cut his palm, and a large amount of red blood merged into the Blood Soul Record, and the blood light gradually subsided.

"call…"

Cong Li breathed out, put away the Blood Soul Record, and ordered Zuo Ling and the armored man who stepped forward: "Tell the other disciples to stop chasing the people of the demon hunting group, and all go gather the spirit farmers and extract the spirit spinners." .”

"Yes."

The two of them agreed.

Cong Li turned his eyes to the islands of Wan She Lake, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Once the battle is won, the harvest will naturally follow.

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