Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 660

Facing the two of them at once, they were still blessed by the Huangquan Mahayana.

However, Lu Zhong, who had just started Mahayana, suddenly felt pressure doubled.

At this moment, the spiritual light in his left hand intertwined into a silver-gray barrier to resist the successive bone spears. There is no energy left.

"Can you stop the two of us joining forces?!"

The teeth in the embroidered red dress collided and made a rattling sound. Even if she had lived for tens of millions of years, she had only seen such a powerful monk in ancient times.

Immediately, with a charming smile, he raised his hand and cast out a secret technique.

"seal up!"

The Lord of the Bone Temple, embroidered in red, suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Almost instantly, Lu Zhong felt that the primordial spirit was not functioning well, and his mana was also unsustainable. In an instant, most of his body was devoured by the group of ghosts, leaving behind a skeleton of flesh and blood.

A rare opportunity!

"Cut me!"

The headless Taoist, who was condensing out his bone spear, immediately turned his spear into a sword when he saw this scene.

I can only see a gap of light passing through the sky full of ghosts, and everything encountered along the way, even the water of the underworld, is cut and separated.

This is a sword energy condensed to the extreme, transformed by Taoist Wutou's spiritual thoughts, and he places high hopes on him.

If you can leave behind the immortal cultivator who is soaked in the water of the Yellow Spring, and the breath is contaminated, especially the Yuanshen, it will definitely be a first-class and great tonic for the monks of the Yellow Spring.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound.

The sword with high hopes was blocked by Lu Zhong lightly.

"you?!"

The headless Taoist looked surprised, that sword could be said to be a blow with all his strength, how could this immortal cultivator block it so easily, and there was nothing unusual about it.

On the other hand, the embroidered red clothes were also surprised.

The secret technique she used was naturally unusual.

The Bone Soul Sealing Curse, even if a true immortal doesn't notice it for a while, it will still distract him for a while.

But now, she actually saw that this person was able to block Kongsi's blow with the treasure under the premise of this curse!
However, these two people didn't know that everything was done by Fanghu Qiling.

At this moment, Lu Zhong was still in shock when the car was nearly overturned. If he hadn't had a backhand just now, that is, the immortal treasure square pot that he hadn't offered up until now, who could easily resist the methods of the two opponents, he might really die in this world of hell .

"However, this square pot is too reassuring, right?"

Lu Zhong found that his judgment on this fairy treasure was obviously a bit conservative.

As long as the square pot is sacrificed, not to mention the blow of the headless Taoist, even if all the Mahayanas on the opposite side attack together, it may not be able to hurt the fairy treasure at all.

At this moment, the black hole-like opening of the square pot is continuously absorbing soul deposits from the bottom of the underworld, and Qi Ling is picking and picking with a sullen face, but he is reluctant to spit out these things.

Suddenly, strands of radiance splashed on Lu Zhong's body.

He suddenly felt that the power that had originally sealed his primordial spirit melted like ice and snow, and disappeared in two or three strokes.

"Thank you!"

Lu Zhong thanked Qi Ling, but the latter suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Well, it seems like a shy one.

As the owner of the square pot, he can naturally sense the spirit of his own weapon, and he can't help but smile at the mood swings at this moment.

Instead he turned his attention to the outside world.

Fang Hu's unexpected performance is excellent news for Lu Zhong. After not being afraid of Huang Quan Mahayana's attack, he can fully quench his body to the extreme.

"I really don't know how much the chance of successfully crossing the tribulation will increase after I am completely quenched?"

Lu Zhong looked expectant, and opened a gap in the mouth of the square pot.

In an instant, a large number of ghosts were released.

Lu Zhong let them gnaw on his body, strands of unknown aura were taken away by the evil ghosts with flesh and blood, and after the body was regenerated, the original aura in his body was immediately diluted, and then became the mouth of the group of ghosts again. Meat.

Outside, only a blue light flickered.

But it was Taiyin Patriarch, who couldn't hold on to leaving.

But before she left, she shot a ray of blue light towards Lu Zhong, passed through the group of ghosts as dense as a storm, and fell into the square pot and turned into a piece of green paper. She was worried that he would not know how to leave, so she deliberately drew Backup means stay.

"So there is such a convenient method?"

Lu Zhong looked at the blue paper and couldn't help but feel ashamed of the altar he had prepared.

The dharma altar he brought was a simplified version of the cross-border formation, the target location was vague, and it was still a disposable item, that is, to control the huge Luofu once, so that he could be so rich and powerful.

In comparison, the "God-Sending Talisman" used by Taiyin Patriarch is much more convenient.

Of course, this talisman is difficult to prepare in advance.

Taoist Kong Wu and others, even if they have mastered this method, they can only try to refine it after leaving the battle, so that they can return to the spirit world by borrowing the talisman.

"Forget it, it's still a luxury."

Lu Zhong shook his head, but still gave up this option.

Convenience is convenient, but how can there be ready-made methods that are easy to use?
Then he calmed down and focused on tempering his body.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Outside the square pot, a group of Huangquan Mahayanas looked at the black hole in front of them, all frowning.

No matter how everyone uses it, it is difficult to shake this object, let alone break it and kill the immortal cultivator hiding inside.

What's worse, if Xianxiu doesn't leave, Huang Quan won't dissipate.

"Could it be that cheap for him!"

The embroidered red clothes' eyes were filled with soul fire, obviously extremely angry.

"I'm afraid. That's really the only way to go."

The headless Taoist who was still determined to win just now, now sits cross-legged on the bone dragon, his face is as ugly as it is, he wanted to use the underworld as bait, but he never thought of touching the iron plate.

If Huang Quan does not recede, the next rebirth will be postponed.

It has no effect on their Mahayanas, but those low-level monks have suffered a lot.

Yellow Spring Water is to Yellow Spring cultivators no less than Zhuji Pill to Qi Refining Immortal Cultivators, and it is a spiritual thing that is extremely helpful.

Every day Huang Quan lives in the world, the monks in Huang Quan will decline by three points.

Such a result, no one could have predicted in advance.

"In the final analysis, it's because of this pot." The twins of life and death, at this moment, revealed the key point at a glance, and said in unison calmly.

"What is the origin of this pot?" Xiuhong asked.

The Twins of Life and Death shifted their eyes to the red-clothed skull, looking at the golden thread hidden within it: "Among us, if you want to say that the one who knows it best, I am afraid... is only your predecessor."

"You mean, it is."

The embroidered red dress had a shocked expression on her face. As a bone demon, she has now reached the Mahayana cultivation level.Naturally, he has some understanding of his past life. From the very beginning when he crawled out of the tomb, to the step by step until today, he can remember everything clearly.

That's why he was so surprised.

"The fairy treasure that Guan Daozi left behind! I didn't expect that someone outside the fairy world could refine it. This is impossible!"

"That's the truth." The headless Taoist sighed sullenly.

Losing his wife and losing his army is the best interpretation of him now.

(End of this chapter)