Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Li Feiyu frowned, thinking about how to deal with the three green-haired mummies.

Just now, in the fierce battle, although he used his lightning to shatter the red and orange threads, they still seemed to have the ability to reorganize.

If you use ordinary ghost control magic weapons, you can't quickly eliminate those red and orange threads.

 Once the red and orange threads are no longer available, the two of them will be unable to kill the three green-haired mummies.

Beside, Chang Zhifang had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and suddenly thought of some information about red and orange silk threads recorded in an ancient fragment.

“That’s right, Brother Li, I finally remembered that those red-orange threads were condensed from the evil spirit of the corpse!”

Hearing this, Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows and already had a plan in mind.

 For this kind of evil spirit, the only way to control it is with evil.

And his magical power, the Suspended Court Stab Formation, can perfectly restrain the evil spirit of the corpse.

With his thoughts racing, he made a secret with his hands, recited a mantra, and patted his shoulder, and a seven-color light shield suddenly flowed around his body.

Then, he pointed his right hand toward the void, and a yin and yang pattern emerged. It was ever-changing and mysterious. Black flags were shot out one after another. Smoke billowed, evil spirits loomed, and a burst of silence erupted. The aura shrouded the three green-haired mummies in the air, instantly trapping them, unable to move.

Then, with a thought in his mind, three rows of invisible needles flashed with light, shattering the void, and instantly penetrated the bodies of the three green-haired mummies.

 Suddenly, under the double attack of the Hanging Sting Array and the Invisible Needle Technique, the three green-haired mummies were shattered into pieces, turned into a ball of dark smoke, and disappeared into the void.

Seeing this scene, Chang Zhifang's eyes flashed and she raised her head to stare at Li Feiyu, with a look of surprise on her face.

Li Feiyu waved his hand, and the Xuanting Thorn Array disappeared out of thin air, and the surrounding area returned to calm again.

"Three green-haired mummies have been killed by me. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly to find Brother Fu, Brother Yuan and others."

Chang Zhifang nodded, and with a move of her right hand, she retracted several flying swords in the sky, turned them into a ray of light, and flew away.

Li Feiyu looked around and confirmed that the three green-haired mummies had been completely annihilated, so he turned into a ray of light and quickly followed Chang Zhifang.

Unconsciously, the two of them flew out of the intertwined caves and arrived at a bright and empty place.

At this moment, Chang Zhifang's face suddenly changed. She looked down at a mana mark on her arm and said anxiously: "Brother Li, it's not good. The mark left by Senior Brother Fu on my arm actually showed a strong vitality. Fluctuation, they must have encountered some danger at this moment, no, we must find a few people immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

Hearing this, Li Feiyu closed his eyes tightly and carefully felt the magic marks on his body.

 Suddenly, he frowned and looked solemn.

“Oops, not only is Brother Fu’s mark experiencing violent energy fluctuations, but also the mana marks of Brother Yuan and Fellow Daoist Bai are weakening. They seem to be in front, hurry up!”

 After saying that, he jumped into the air, turned into a blue rainbow, and flew away quickly.

Chang Zhifang was shocked when she saw this.

This speed is too fast!

Before she had time to think about it, she turned into a ray of light and chased after him. Within a moment, a figure appeared in an open space, it was Li Feiyu who was flying over.

Looking around, a huge square came into his sight.

 The light all around flickered and dimmed, and there was a smell of blood everywhere.

Under a bamboo as thick as a bucket, I saw an old man named Fu, a big man named Yuan, Bai Yaoyi and others, with solemn expressions on their faces. They were holding magic spells with their hands, controlling several magic weapons in the sky, and dealing with them. He hit a yellow-haired monster with a human head and an animal body in the crevice of the stone and launched a fierce attack.

The yellow-haired monster sat there, motionless as all kinds of magic weapons and Taoist techniques hit him.

Next to the yellow-haired monster, there was a **** unicorn beast lying, which was the weird corpse tiger that escaped just now.

While resisting the attacks of magic weapons and Taoist magic, the yellow-haired monster picked up one of the legs of the weird corpse tiger and gnawed at it, leaving its mouth full of bright red blood.

Seeing this, Li Feiyu rose into the sky, quickly rushed towards the old man named Fu, and slowly landed on the ground.

“Brother Fu, Brother Yuan, and fellow Daoist Bai, what’s wrong with you?”

The elder Fu's eyes lit up, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and his body trembled slightly.

“Brother Li, if you come one step later, I’m afraid we will be buried here and become food for this yellow-haired monster in front of us.”

As soon as he finished speaking, several other people also had excited expressions, as if Li Feiyu was a savior who saved their lives in time.

Just now, in order to deal with the yellow-haired monster, the three of them had very little spiritual power left in their bodies, and even several magic weapons had been destroyed by the yellow-haired monster.

If Li Feiyu hadn't arrived in time, the next moment the three of them would have been killed by the yellow-haired monster due to their spiritual power drying up, turning them into three cold corpses.

Just when the three of them were surprised, a spiritual light flashed in the sky, and then Chang Zhifang appeared out of thin air, with a flying sword on her feet, and slowly landed on the ground.

Seeing the old man surnamed Fu looking haggard, Chang Zhifang hurriedly walked up.

Beside him, Bai Yaoyi smiled sweetly, raised her right hand, gently brushed away a strand of black hair from her forehead, walked slowly to Li Feiyu, and pointed at the yellow-haired monster with her hand.

"Brother Li, you don't know something. Just after we split up, we followed the weird corpse tiger and arrived at this giant square. However, just when the weird corpse tiger was desperate, it jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. This yellow-haired monster just stretched out a giant hand, quickly grabbed into the void, and took the weird corpse tiger into his palm. Then there was only a ball of blood mist filling the air, and the weird corpse tiger turned into a mummy. , and the Yinzhi horse also fell to the ground."

Beside him, the man surnamed Yuan looked solemn, with a bead-sized sweat on his forehead. He was recalling the thrilling scene just now in his mind, and he still feels scared to this day.

"However, as far as I know, although the strange corpse tiger has been killed by the yellow-haired monster, the Yin Zhi horse has remained unscathed."

The old man surnamed Fu controlled the magic weapon to attack the yellow-haired monster, and at the same time he took a bottle of spirit-returning liquid handed over by Chang Zhifang, opened the bottle, put it to his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

“I guess that Yin Zhima’s flesh and blood may be of great use to the yellow-haired monster, so the yellow-haired monster did not kill it on the spot.”

Hearing the conversation between Bai Yaoyi, the old man surnamed Fu, and others, Li Feiyu's eyes flashed coldly, and a strong murderous intention emerged in his heart.

"This is very good, so as not to make our trip in vain. Now, the top priority is that we must eliminate this yellow-haired monster as soon as possible and take the Yinzhi horse away from here."