The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Chapter 389 Shura’s magical power

Seeing Liu Feng about to leave, Leng Qiuyue looked at the man in front of her with a sad look in her eyes.

According to Liu Feng's wish, she escaped outside and the two of them would be separated, but where could she go now.

She has no relatives, and her parents' revenge has been avenged. Thinking of the Immortal Transformation Sect, her corpse body is not suitable to stay among a group of Gu masters.

"When you get outside, look around the world, and you will always find a suitable place for you."

Liu Feng's eyes fell on the blood stirring in the distance, and he did not look at Leng Qiuyue. He reluctantly said a word of comfort and stepped into the vortex of Buddha's light.

The Buddha's light disappeared from the spot, and Leng Qiuyue was stunned.

On the side, Yu Qiongzi glanced at the poor woman with a smile, then her consciousness receded and her figure shrunk, leaving only Zhou Wan drooling over the elixir in the medicine pool.

The medicinal materials that Liu gave to Miss Leng were all good quality, and there were two Xuan corpses as nourishment, but all he gave her were some unwanted fourth-grade leftover medicinal materials.

When Zhou Wan muttered curses to Liu Feng, Niu Yun behind her had a sullen face and just wanted to leave as soon as possible to visit the village where she and her grandfather lived in the past.

However, her thoughts were destined to fail. Except for some extremely remote places, the small world of the past was destroyed due to the war between demons and the royal blood race.

Outside the space of Cangtuo Temple, there is the edge of the umbrella of the huge bloody mountain.

Several more hours passed, and Liu Feng looked at the clone's Shura body with his clear eyes, and saw that the clone's body was much stronger than his original body.

If one does not use Buddha Eyesight and is in two small realms, and uses the Buddha Way and the Gu Way at the same time, he may not be the opponent of the clone.

It was a competition between the Gu groups. The main body Gu group was nourished by the king Gu, while the clone Gu group devoured the blood-colored aura of this place. In comparison, the Gu group was slightly weaker.

"Asuras are rare in the outside world, and most of them are just legends. Where is the real Asura Blood Sea, and what level of cultivation does the clone have to reach before there is a risk of losing control? I don't know any of this!"

"It's useless to think about this at the moment. Let's reborn as a clone of the Sixth Incarnation first and become one of the strongest in the Sixth Realm. It will be easier to do things next."

While Liu Feng was thinking, the clone's eyes, which had been looking at the black mountain in the distance, suddenly focused, and his vision was shared with the main body.

In the turbulent blood, the black mountain accelerated its advance, and an altar on the top of the mountain glowed with blood. It was actually a blood sacrifice to the ancestors here.

"What happened outside? Zhuang's people are rushing here at all costs."

Liu Feng stood up, Ji Qiu, and the female cultivators from the Dashi Cult also looked at the black mountain approaching.

The two hall masters of Qingguo Qingcheng looked panicked and came to Liu Feng.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, if you wait any longer, you won't be able to leave even if you want to. When they get close, it will be useless for Jing Ling to rush over. Now we can only risk exploring deeper."

"Sister, I think we are going to fall into trouble. This place is already hundreds of miles into the center of the Forest of No Return. If we look inside for a place to escape, we will most likely encounter the evil spirits inside."

Speaking of the evil in the center of the Forest of No Return, the two sisters and the other female monks from the Food Cult who came over all turned pale, thinking of those gray-white figures that eat people without spitting out their bones.

Liu Feng did not hesitate, nodded to the two hall masters and said: "Let's go, Liu will show the way."

Although he has not seen the calamity of death, there are many consequences in the world that are worse than death, and he himself has witnessed many of them.

Sister Yan Qingguo hurriedly took out the last gourd in stock and ate all the elixirs in it, losing weight visibly to the naked eye.

With a move of her fat hand, the big iron pot rose into the air.

Everyone on the umbrella jumped into the pot at the same time. Thousands of blood-colored Gu worms were divided into two groups, which were collected by Liu Feng's clone and Ji Qiu respectively.

The iron pot drew a zigzag aura and fled deeper to the south. If they did not want to go too deep into the forest and not return to the forest, they had to find a suitable position on the ground as soon as possible.

But if the location is not too far away, there may be Zhuang's men ambushing him outside.

"Rumble..." The roar from behind became clearly audible.

Liu Feng looked behind him with his compound eyes. He saw the black mountain rushing forward and colliding head-on with the blood demons. However, the blood demons became denser as they went inward, and they were still moving randomly.

It was Zhuang who sacrificed blood to the relics of immortals and Buddhas in exchange for the pupil technique that could see through the blood demons. It was only a few moments of sight at a huge price that could avoid some of the blood demons.

As a result, the black mountain is still far slower than him and will be left far behind.

He can think of this, and so can anyone else.

Just after flying less than half a mile from here, a green light surged from the black mountain in the distance, manifesting a green Taoist palace.

The eaves of that palace were shining in all directions, and it was more amazing than the scenery of the Eighth Realm Dao Palace that Liu Feng had ever seen.

The moment the Dao Palace appeared, eight streaks of purple-green immortal energy were spewed out, and at the same time, a line of blood shot out from the black mountain body and merged with the immortal energy.

With purple-green immortal energy as the base and Zhuang's blood as the ink, a Daomen Tuxingshan character scroll was drawn in the blink of an eye.

At the next glance, purple light penetrated the blood.

"Rumble..."

More than ten miles away, the blood around the group of people in the iron pot was shaking violently, and there seemed to be overlapping blue mountains pushing across from behind.

Several female cultivators from the Fourth Realm Great Food Cult who were weaker in cultivation were shocked by the energy around them and fainted on the spot.

The two hall masters' bodies, which were just rounder, became slimmer again, and they used all their strength to activate the iron pot magic weapon under their bodies.

Fortunately, the green mountain shadow disappeared after four or five miles.

Zhuang took advantage of this blow to wipe out part of the blood evil and advance faster.

"It costs so much to pursue him. It seems that he believes that I am the reincarnation of Jing Chen." Liu Feng's heart sank, knowing that he was afraid that he was being targeted by this Zhuang family.

Even if he could escape this time, if he didn't want to face the Wangxue family after he got out, he would definitely be tied to the Rotation Cult and seek the protection of the Rotation Cult.

Liu Feng shook his head, now was not the time to ponder this matter.

Focusing his gaze forward, he no longer avoided the places where the blood demons were concentrated, but focused on the locations with the most blood demons.

With the help of the Blood Fiend Palace, the distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther.

Half an hour later, the iron pot escaped more than sixty miles.

The blood in front gradually became thinner, and a little light shone through the soil above, with a gap leading to the ground.

The two hall masters in the iron pot did not hesitate, they chose the smallest gap and controlled the iron pot to fly upward.

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The center of the Forest of No Return is five hundred miles away, and about one hundred and fifty miles further inward.

The mountain forest floor is gray and white, and there are no less than seventy illusions, large and small, scattered far and near in the forest, all of which are transformed by the obsession after death in the eighth realm.

Mountain villages, sects, caves, mountains and rivers... all kinds of illusions, some occupy hundreds of feet, and some occupy several miles.

The deeper the strong man's obsession before death, the longer this illusion will last.

However, the obsession of not returning to the forest is unknown due to the influence of external forces. Most of the obsessions only last for a short time, and the obsession with the eight realms will dissipate after more than ten years.

In other words, the Forest of No Return killed about seventy eighth-level creatures in ten years.

At this time, we were approaching a forest with an illusion of a cave.

Next to the cave that leads deep underground, one is red and the other is water-colored, and two sixth-grade spiritual treasures in the shape of dragons guard one side of the cave entrance.

Outside the Lingbao, sixty monks on the left and right were waiting, 90% of whom were slaves of the Zhuang clan. They were from both human and demon clans, and their eyebrows were stamped with dragon scale-like slave marks.

The two leading Six Realm members are directly from the Zhuang family, and each has three direct lineage members beside them.

At this moment, whether it was the eight direct descendants of the Zhuang family or the other fifty or so slaves, all the faces looked somewhat nervous.

"Uncle, we have been here for four days. My uncle said that he will force him out in the next few days, but there is no guarantee that he will leave us."

"It's better to leave the magic weapon and the slaves behind. I'll retreat about ten miles outside. Something is really wrong here."

Among the six direct descendants of the Five Realms, two could not help but whisper in fear.

Four days ago, they brought far more than fifty slaves, but a full two hundred. After four days and nights, nearly one hundred and fifty slaves were missing among them. They all disappeared without a trace, dying from the outside to the inside. The defense arrayed by the slaves seemed to be in vain.

According to this way of death, they will die in two days at most.

The two middle-aged people in the Sixth Realm on the left and right looked at each other and shook their heads. It was obvious that they wanted to retreat but could not.

"Sir, the obsession in the cave is laughing again." Behind everyone, a demon cultivator with six eyes was horrified and screamed.

A group of people looked sideways. More than a hundred feet away, the imaginary cave was built against the mountain. On the stone chair at the entrance of the cave, the Taoist with half of his head missing was looking at them with a smile.

Seeing this scene, the hairs on the hair of the Zhuang family and all the slaves present stood on end.

In the past four days, the people who came with them died silently, but they discovered a coincidence, that is, the obsession seemed to be able to see things they could not see, and always smiled before dying.

Just when everyone was nervous, the formation patterns in front of the cave entrance suddenly lit up, and the formations arranged at the entrance of the cave began to operate on their own.

"Someone comes out from our side, it's probably Liu Feng. Don't worry about evil things for now."

"The slaves obey the order, except for the one Liu Feng wants to live, all others can be killed..."

Halfway through the Six Realms story named Zhuang Mu on the left, the soil at the entrance of the cave was not damaged at all, but the formation pattern collapsed in large areas.

With a "bang" sound, a wave of air wrapped in blood mist roared up, forcibly breaking the formation.

"It was only the fifth realm that broke the formation! It was indeed that person, he saw through the formation."

There was joy in the eyes of the two Sixth Realm people. Whoever captures Liu Feng will be rewarded by the clan with promotion to the Eighth Realm, which shows how valuable this person is.

Without thinking too much, in the next snap of his fingers, a sixth-grade magic weapon in the shape of an iron pot rushed out of the hole, and a woman's strange scream came from the pot.

"Sister, there are so many people!"

"Fellow Taoists, if there is no grievance or enmity, please let our big food cultivator go."

"The one with the surname Liu will be reunited indefinitely."

The three figures were pushed out of the iron pot by the spiritual light. With a flash of black light, the iron pot was about to escape to the outside.

However, if they want to leave, there is no way Zhuang's people will let them go.

"Kill them and leave the true spirits to the clan." The Six Realm man named Zhuang Mu flew out, and the fire dragon transformed from the spirit treasure under him hit the iron pot first.

Three direct descendants and more than twenty slaves followed closely behind. Magic weapons, talismans, magic arrows, formation flags, and various means were used to attack or block them, covering the thirteen female cultivators of the Great Food Cult like a torrential rain.

In the big iron cauldron, all the thirteen women, including several of the four realms who had just woken up from a coma, felt like they were mourning for their heirs.

Zhuang wanted to kill their people and take their true spirits back to torture and infer them. Presumably, he wanted to kill all the people related to them and cut off anyone who could reveal what happened here.

"Bang, bang bang..."

In the sound of collision, the Lingbao collided with the big iron pot one after another, and the stream of light in the sky smashed down the spiritual light shield. The thirteen female cultivators in the pot begged and drove the iron pot to escape with their lives.

They were chasing and escaping on one side, but on the other side, the same four Zhuangs, more than twenty slaves, and nearly thirty men were fighting together with the three of them.

Not one of the three people in the Sixth Realm managed to escape immediately.

Liu Feng's main compound eyes were fully opened, and his clones and Ji Qiu were blocking the front.

There was a loud chirping of insects, and thousands of blood-colored Gu swarms rushed out from the bodies of the two figures whose skin color turned red.

The water dragon transformed by Lingbao came towards me, but was temporarily blocked by the Great Sun Wheel.

"Are you Liu Feng? You are simply overestimating your abilities, and you are more arrogant than ever!" The middle-aged man with a short beard showed his eyes at the faucet.

Stars lit up in eight directions around him, and the star king's Taoist form was instantly hundreds of feet in size. Thousands of green fire burst out from his hand, burning through the Gu swarm, and pointed directly at the two bloody figures.

At the same time, the center of his brows was filled with starlight, and a soul that looked like a condensed starlight poked out.

In the sixth realm of Taoism, the consciousness of the soul has been completed, and it can not only enter the opponent's spiritual sea, but also use methods to hurt people's true spirits.

The Xingjun Dao Xiang casts spells, and the Yuan Shen attacks his true spirit and Yin Shen. How can the five realms overcome the six realms? It is impossible for the Saint Son level to cross this limit.

The faint blue soul followed the thousand points of green fire, passed through the Gu swarm, and went straight to Liu Feng's body.

The remaining three direct descendants of the Wujing Zhuang clan and more than twenty slave clans on all four sides took action and threw the French nets one by one towards the center.

In the center of the crowd of thousands of Gu, Ji Qiu turned pale when she saw the Green Fire and Sixth Realm Yuanshen falling down. She was confident that she could head-on against Zhuang's direct lineage in the Fifth Realm, but in front of her was a Sixth Realm.

She couldn't muster the courage to fight against the Star Lord Taoist figure in the sky.

"Trash, let me use your essence and blood."

There was a cold snort from the side, and Liu Feng's body changed drastically. His body was as scarlet as blood. He penetrated her heart with one hand and drew out 50% of her blood essence.

He pulled hard with his other hand, and the poisonous water spread out layer by layer. In addition to the Gu technique, the Shura body's bloodline and magical powers were mobilized.

The trajectories of thousands of green fire points are hard to fathom, but they are all shared by the main body.

After the poisonous water blocked part of the green fire, the remaining green fire was wrapped in the blood mist, without any leakage.

Liu Feng's body stood on the spot, and was hit by the spiritual consciousness method. His whole body seemed to be attacked, and his expression was sluggish, and he only used the "Thunderwood" Gu technique to protect himself.

The method of controlling thunder can indeed restrain the soul, but how can the fifth-level Gu technique block the Taoist sixth-level soul.

Seeing that the soul was about to invade Liu Feng Linghai and take over this person's body, the three direct descendants of the Zhuang family and more than twenty slaves outside the Gu group faced the rolling blood mist, and no one retreated.

In their opinion, Liu Feng was nothing to fear. After taking down the person's body and taking out his hand, it would be easy to crush a clone to death in the Sixth Realm.

It was too late to say that, in fact, the two sides had not fought for more than two breaths.

One chased and the other fled to the west, but the two forces three miles away heard a painful roar the next moment.

The two sisters took a quick look and found that the person who screamed was actually the Zhuang family who controlled the water dragon in the Sixth Realm.

"Xingjun Dao disappeared? His soul was destroyed!"

"That makes no sense."

When the two sisters were shocked, the fire dragon chasing them suddenly turned around, and Zhuang Mu roared angrily on top of the dragon's head.

With the speed of Six Realm Escape, you can get there in two breaths.

However, within the next two breaths, there was a roaring sound in the blood mist, and the people who fell into it seemed to be possessed by evil things and sorcery.

In the blood mist more than 200 feet away, Xing Jundao, a short-bearded middle-aged man behind him, could not be seen, and his face was almost distorted.

His Yuan Shen invaded the Liu Feng Linghai, and as soon as the light flashed, the Yuan Shen lost contact with the true spirit, and the Taoism that was born from the Yuan Shen also disappeared at the same time.

In this way, his Sixth Realm is equivalent to being abolished, and it is only equivalent to half a step of Sixth Realm.

"There is a heavy treasure in your spiritual sea that protects the true spirit...leave it to me."

The Lingbao Water Dragon rushed into the Gu group, and the Great Sun Heavenly Wheel was knocked back.

He was determined to take down Liu Feng's body, but soon a scene happened that made him even more angry.

Where the blood mist was shrouded, a scarlet figure flashed, three direct descendants of his Zhuang family from the fifth realm and more than twenty slaves, it was as if they were facing the sixth realm.

One by one, the French nets were torn apart, and then the humanoid and beastly figures were torn apart.

Liu Feng's true body can kill them easily, but the clone that shares the true body's Buddha's Eyesight, using the Shura body at the limit of the Five Realms, kills them like butchering chickens and ducks.

"Puff, puff..."

Blood splashed everywhere, and the blood essence in all the corpses was absorbed by the blood mist.

The blood mist rolled, sending Zhuang's bloodline by itself, and the aura of the scarlet figure rose again.

(End of this chapter)