Life span deduction, my move is the supreme immortal method

Chapter 92

The skeleton bit a golden object in the skull.

Pull it out with force!

Li Ci blew away the dust on it.

It was a gold medal!

Three words were engraved on the gold medal.

It seemed to be a name!

Changchun Gate!

Li Ci looked at the gold medal carefully, and the more he looked, the more shocked he was.

This thing didn't seem to be ordinary gold.

Li Ci tried to break the gold tablet with force, but there was no change.

"Changchun Gate..."

Li Ci's eyebrows jumped. He had a very intuitive feeling that this Changchun Gate was not a martial arts sect.

But a sect of immortal cultivation.

Li Ci took the gold medal and looked for a chance to search for information about Changchunmen.

Suddenly!

A sword light broke through the obstacles and pointed directly at Li Ci's door.

The sword light was fierce and as fast as lightning!

Li Ci grabbed his hand and saw a dazzling small sword in his palm.

Zhou Wei's voice came from the small sword.

"It turns out there is really an old man!"

"An old man who has cultivated the sword spirit!"

"A giant of the sword!"

Li Ci's mouth twitched slightly. Zhou Wei followed a sword master. For him, there were only benefits and no harm.

It was much better than following him.

Of course, Li Ci also had some reluctance, but not much.

The old donkey was captured by the demon spirit, and Zhou Wei also left.

Although Li Ci was not very emotional, he still had some sighs in his heart.

After all, it was unknown when they would meet again.

By then, everyone might have changed their appearance.

"I hope you all find your own path, soar into the sky, and show your power!"

Li Ci muttered to himself.

Then!

Li Ci took out a large pile of demon pills.

There were demon king pills and demon god pills, as many as a hundred sticks.

"I wonder if I can reach the realm of martial saint in one fell swoop!"

Li Ci's eyes twitched, and he was looking forward to it.

Without hesitation, he refined these demon pills on the spot, and the endless energy poured into his body. His cultivation, which had been suspended for a long time, finally began to loosen up.

First, it was a trickle of water, then a surging wave, then a surging wave, and finally an endless stream.

A deafening roar came from Li Ci's body, and his muscles and bones rang together, rumbling.

I don't know how long it took.

All the demon pills were transformed completely, and Li Ci's body was surging with earth-shaking energy, which took a long time to suppress.

Opening his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, and Li Ci exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Ninth Heaven!"

"Still can't touch the barrier of the Martial Saint of the World!"

Li Ci pinched his five fingers, his face tightened slightly!

His current cultivation is completely in the ninth heaven of the Martial God Realm, and he can't even touch the edge of the Martial Saint of the World.

"Using [Transformation Technique], I am also the ninth heaven of the Martial Saint of the World!"

"Am I invincible?"

Li Ci's mouth corners raised.

Of course!

He didn't dare to think too highly of himself. There are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens. Even if he is the ninth heaven of the Martial Saint of the World, he dare not say that he is invincible.

For example, the old man who took Zhou Wei away has cultivated the sword intent.

This person's strength is probably unfathomable, and he is definitely a Martial Saint of the World!

"Am I the only one left?"

Li Ci shook his head.

He planned where to go next.

"Ming Yue Jianxi is approaching, and the person with the Blood Moon Sword Formation is also approaching... I can't leave Nanzhou yet. I have to kill Hong Feifan first and completely erase the causal power of the curse."

Li Ci thought about where to go next.

After getting rid of Hong Feifan, he had to leave Nanzhou and go to Qingzhou Lingshen Sect.

There are many things in Qingzhou, such as the old site of Qingyun Sect under the Black Water Lake, which may have things related to immortals.

"It seems that this place is not far from Hong Feifan's Divine Island!"

Li Ci licked the corners of his lips, and the killing light flashed in his eyes.

Coming out from under the island.

Li Ci found that many people had left.

But the people of the three tribes were still there.

Li Ci took away all the demon-suppressing tablets, and the three tribes that suppressed the island were in name only.

Although Jin Shuangshi calmed down, she couldn't help but see Li Ci again.

Li Ci is her idol, the object of her admiration, and the person she respects the most.

Li Ci did not disappoint her. He was extraordinary and holy, swallowing mountains and rivers, slashing the sky and shaking the earth, and no one could stop him.

Everyone looked at Li Ci, hesitant to speak, not knowing what to say.

Could it be that Li Ci was asked to return the Demon-Suppressing Stele?

This was unrealistic!

Li Ci was afraid that he would give them a sword.

With a hand, the Taixu Gourd flew out, and Li Ci

With a smile on his face, he wiped off the soul mark on it and gave it to Jin Shuangshi.

"You..."

"See you later!"

Li Ci smiled, threw out the dragon chain, stepped on the chain, and flew into the distance.

The dragon chain radiated golden light, accompanied by the faint dragon roar, like a golden dragon.

Li Ci was like stepping on a dragon and going away, with a transcendent demeanor, unique in the sky and on the earth.

"See you later..."

Jin Shuangshi muttered to himself.

The small Taixu gourd in the palm of his hand seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds.

"One day, I will definitely make you look at me with new eyes, and I will return this gourd to you personally!"

Jin Shuangshi clenched the Taixu gourd and muttered in a deep voice.

Li Ci returned to the shore, found a direction, and prepared to go to Hong Feifan's island.

He kicked Hong Feifan directly.

Since Hong Feifan didn't come to him, he would go to Hong Feifan.

The causal power of the curse can't be delayed any longer. Li Ci can clearly feel that his body is being corroded by an inexplicable force.

After killing Hong Feifan, Li Ci will have nothing to worry about.

Li Ci turned his head and frowned.

"Didn't you go back?"

Li Ci was very surprised.

He actually saw Song Ping'an.

"Damn it, wasn't I kicked out?"

Song Ping'an was covered in Buddha's light, wearing a white robe, solemn and sacred, but full of foul language.

"Speak human language!"

Li Ci curled his lips.

"The Demon-Suppressing Stele is in your hand?"

Song Ping'an looked up and down.

Nodding, Li Ci looked at Song Ping'an in confusion.

"Just right, it saves a lot of effort!"

"Come back to Yanglong Temple with me, I need your help!"

Song Ping'an was obviously relieved.

Li Ci was puzzled, and both eyes were question marks.

Help?

What help?

"The suppressed evil spirit is getting more and more restless, and there is a tendency to escape. My master wants to completely clean up the evil spirit and wipe it out!"

"But I am afraid that something will happen, so I am here to borrow the Demon-Suppressing Stele."

"If there is a Demon-Suppressing Stele to suppress it, my master will be much more confident. Prepare for a rainy day, and the main goal is to be stable!"

Song Ping'an said seriously.

"Is that so..."

Li Ci thought about it, and felt that another person with the Blood Moon Formation Sword and Mingyue Jianxi were approaching, and he was still thinking about getting rid of the two of them first.

"Okay!"

"But I have to go to a place first!"

Li Ci thought about it for a while and nodded in agreement.

Before, the people of the three major sects wanted to extract the pseudo-immortal spirit from the evil spirit.

He didn't know what pseudo-immortal spirit was at the time, and didn't want the evil spirit to fall into the hands of others, so he had to destroy the evil spirit.

Now that the evil spirit under Yanglong Temple is difficult to suppress, Li Ci wants to take this opportunity to understand what the evil spirit is.

Why is it so weird!

Li Ci threw out the dragon chain, and the two stepped on the chain and flew.

"Where are we going?"

Song Ping'an was puzzled.

"Murder!"

Li Ci said indifferently.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"

"Old Li, you know that I am a monk, I am compassionate, how can I fight and kill? I can't stand such a bloody and horrible scene!"

Song Ping'an put his hands together.

Li Ci rolled his eyes.

You are grinning to your ears.