First Son-in-law

"do not know!"

Yin Xuan smiled awkwardly.

Qin Li narrowed his eyes, his sword light was more fierce.

"Don't be impulsive, speak well if you have something!" Yin Lu exclaimed after a thousand thoughts.

"But you can go to the Mass Burial Ridge, where the blood of the Blood Demon Sect will not return to build an altar of gods and demon, invite the Demon Sect of the world to massacre everywhere, my elder brother Yin Jiuzhong has also passed, and maybe the people of the Dark Demon Sect are also there. ."

Qin Li raised his brows. The saint demon altar was not a good thing. According to legend, it was only after tens of millions of slaughtered that one could be erected. It could penetrate through layers of time and space, communicate and destroy the saint demon, offer sacrifices, and receive gifts.

The moment he thought about it, Yin Xuan spotted the opportunity and took out a talisman.

Immediately urge, explode the power of the law.

Whoops.

He tore the void, and forced him to flee.

Qin Li was stunned, then shook his head and said, "There really is no way to deal with the younger generations of these big forces."

After all, he is the arrogant who shoulders the future of the sect. No forces dare to be too relieved. They will give a large number of life-saving escape methods instead of gifting attack methods, so as not to make the disciples feel lucky and not get enough exercise.

"It's already very good to have such a harvest." Old Demon Dugu walked over and handed out a longan-sized yimu crystal, crystal clear, like an emerald gemstone, dark green and sunny.

"Thank you senior!"

Qin Li took the crystal and glanced around:

"This is guarded by the remnants of the holy formation, and it is secluded enough to practice here!"

After that, he sat down cross-legged, like a big Buddha, holding the Yimu crystal in both hands, approaching the dantian, and began to absorb it.

A steady stream of Yimu essence spilled out, flowed through the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and finally merged into the dantian, absorbed by the runes of the prison, the brilliance became more and more bright, and the expanded area was surrounded by wood grains, which is both a cage and a shackle.

"I'll help you!" Old Demon Dugu urged the magical powers of hell, manifested a coffin of earth burial, buried the earth mother's silver spear in it, squeezed the origin, and among the four organs, bright yellow earth spirits flowed , The concentration is extremely scary.

The mother spirit of the earth can nourish everything!

With this help, the **** runes also began to sublimate, like a seed germinating, constructing a path to the mysterious pattern, it seems to be building an underground palace, exuding a seductive breath of sleep, as if the home of all living beings.

The transformation of dual prison magical powers.

The magical powers of the remaining three prisons resonated.

It seems that the five elements are about to be consummated, bursting out with blue, white and red rays of light, rushing out of Qin Li's forehead, and they complement each other.

Soon after, the supernatural powers of the forest became small, emitting a green light, and the supernatural powers of the **** were small, bursting into a yellow light.

The five hells gather together, wood generates fire, fire generates soil, native gold, gold generates water, aquatic wood, the five elements rotate, and they are endless. Although they have not yet merged, they are far more powerful than before.

"So strong!"

Qin Li got up, his gray hair turned back to black.

Surrounded by five-color rays of light, dreamy and changeable, there is no **** breath at all, but there is a holy brilliance.

"Strike while the iron is hot and absorb the ten thousand ghost crying flags. You will have more than 200,000 Yin soldiers. By then, it will be another scene." The old demon Dugu pierced the black flag with a hole and inserted it on the ground.

"Five Hells Supernatural Powers!"

Qin bases his feet on the earth, offering his supernatural powers.

The five-color light dazzled to the extreme, spreading across a hundred miles, filling and shaking Jade Island.

The fire is tumbling, the north is falling snow, the swords are coming out, the ground is shaking, the mountains are swaying, the forest is full of trees, five scenery in five directions, mutual growth and restraint, suppressing all things.

The 100,000 Yin Soldiers in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying Soul Banner tremble, being dragged out and assimilated one by one.

After spending most of the day, in the five hells, there are more than 200,000 Yin soldiers, golden sprites dancing swords, wood charms wrapped in chains, water sprites carrying ice spears, fire sprites waving red flags, and earth sprites wearing stone armors, each forming a formation. The formation, linked together again, reveals an aura of destruction, cruelly powerful.

"It can be regarded as the beginning. With 800,000 Yin Soldiers, you will be able to reach Consummation and give birth to five Lords of Hell, thus perfecting Nirvana." Old Demon Dugu nodded in satisfaction and specified two sentences from time to time.

Qin Li took out the Three Treasures.

The Wangui crying soul banner was damaged, and this three-aperture spirit treasure was basically unusable.

The silver spear of the Mother Earth has a bigger problem. The origin is absorbed by Qin Li, and the four organs become hidden orifices, and the fall is a superb magic weapon.

The Seamless Heavenly Cloth is not too damaged. Although there are only three Apertures left in the ten orifices, the essence is extraordinary.

It happened that Qin Li lacked a defensive spirit treasure. After refining, he could freely adjust the style and color of his body, and finally turned into a simple and unpretentious black robe.

"Walk around and see if there are any treasures left?"

Dugu Old Demon suggested.

Qin Li nodded.

Jade Island is already in a panic.

It is a pity that most of the jade trees are damaged.

Qin Li sent the tree species that could still be transplanted into the mountain and river bracelet, hoping to survive.

After searching for a circle, he found a field behind the Qingyu Palace. The soil under his feet was emerald green and filled with fragrance.

"This is the green sacred soil, one of the materials of the five-color sacred soil." Qin Li saw a tomb in the middle of the field with traces of being excavated. Inside was a pair of jade bones, which should be the owner of the seamless heavenly robe.

On his tombstone, there is no name recorded, only a supernatural power, "Madhudra of Cloak".

"Thank you senior!"

Qin Li arched his hands to show respect.

Then he took away a part of the sacred soil and learned a magical power.

After confirming that there were no more omissions, Qin Li left Jade Island and returned to the magic cave.

Along the way, see the sky again.

"Let me see!"

Qin Li opened the map and searched for the mass graves.

This place was very obvious, and it was also marked in red. It was one of the main battlefields of the former Zhengmo war. I don't know how many monks and demons died. Every inch of mountain and river and every inch of blood, it is a terrifying and terrifying place.

"It's a little far away from me, and it won't be there in a few days."

Qin Li unfolded the wings of Kunpeng and flew away.

Hundred Valley City can't go back.

After all, it was Zhou Pingle's site, and going back would be tantamount to dying.

Now I can only go to Mass Burial Ridge to try my luck, hoping to meet Mo Yao and the others.

He is now in the periphery of Mozhou, flying over mountains and seas all the way, becoming more and more dangerous.

As the concentration of demon energy increases, the sky is gray, and the sun hanging high in the sky is also dyed into a dusky color. The vegetation on the ground is becoming more and more prosperous, with branches and leaves scattered, and continuous forests.

These plants have completely assimilated and become alternative monsters. Some of them have become corpses and piranha-like monsters. There are many demons who have completely degenerated into demons, lurking in the dark and killing people.

Qin Lifei didn't fly very fast, because he had one mind and two purposes, studying "Fighting Sword Records" hard, hoping to realize the legacy of the sword master. Therefore, I encountered dozens of waves of demons who did not have long eyes, and they were all used as swordsmen to practice swordsmanship.

He was originally a kendo god, with a clear sword heart, and quickly figured out some doorways. Although very cryptic, he benefited a lot. At the same time, an idea came up, which can be used to integrate a sword technique.

Instant Kill Swordmaster emphasizes "one shot to kill, instant kill". It just so happens that breaking the sword and piercing the clouds are both fast swordsmanship, but the former is close combat and the latter is long attack. If they can be combined, they can be combined, regardless of distance. , One sword beheaded.

The idea is very good, the chaotic kendo rune in the dantian vibrates, which seems to be the meaning of agreement. Then the swordsmanship fusion was so easy, the more Qin Li thought about it, the more entangled he was, and without looking at the road on the way to escape, he ran into the mountain.

"headache!"

Qin Li touched his forehead.

It is both a headache swordsmanship and a real headache.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it, lest you pretend to be horny." Old Demon Dugu looked into the distance: "There are people fighting, or you can go and see."

"it is good."

Qin Li went to join in the fun.

After a dozen breaths, I saw a mountain.

The mountain peaks are high, the interior has been hollowed out, and thousands of mountain people live in it.

Their hair is gray and white, their skin is pale, and their eyes are faintly bloody. They are obviously not very human, but demon.

About to be able to be demonized, the human race can't escape naturally.

The native residents of Qingzhou in ancient times have now become the demons of the Demon State.

This extremely weak and sad group is like a half-demon.

If the right way does not accept them, they feel that their foundation is not clean, and they are polluted by the devil energy, and it is difficult to achieve success in the cultivation of the right way.

The Demon Dao doesn't protect them, and often eats the flesh and blood of the Demon, and draws the soul to practice. Even the Demon Race doesn't look down on them.

Therefore, these poor people can only hide in the crevices of the underground mountain, without seeing the sun, so their skin appears pale.

"Hahaha! You group of field mice, get out of me, the adults who don't return the blood will hold a blood sacrifice, you are the best!" Several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect wore blood robes and laughed strangely.