Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

after a few months.

A large city with a large population and well-developed commerce was located, and three figures appeared from the void.

Junior Brother Ma, let's do this, move faster!

good!

The next moment, a river of blood rolled.

The blood river is as wide as one hundred thousand feet, and its length is unfathomable! A steady stream emerges from a seal, seemingly endless! The river water seemed extremely viscous and scarlet, but it didn't emit the slightest smell of blood. Instead, it smelled like sandalwood! After people smell it, they can't help but feel refreshed.

Ma Liang, who stepped on the blood river, subtly manipulated the river to flood it, and then flooded the city below.

This city is one of the main cities of the Fengshen clan, a big clan in the Moco world.

Often one or two Mahayana sit in town.

And in the Mahayana period of sitting here, there are no weak people.

Coupled with the protection of the city protection formation, it stands to reason that it would be difficult for the three or five Mahayanas who are waiting to lead the army to break through the city in a short time.

But now, a strange scene appeared.

It didn't take long for the protective formation to rise, and then there was a crisp whine. The seemingly thick and safe formation, under the scour of the Taotao blood river, is like toilet paper soaked in water, and has become a tofu dregs project that collapses at the touch of a touch.

Who? How dare you provoke my Fengshen Clan? Are you really afraid to eat a bear's heart and a leopard?

Between the sky and the earth, a super tornado with a thickness of tens of thousands of feet and a height of tens of thousands of miles rose from the ground.

And gradually extended outwards, trying to protect the entire city.

This is the dharma form of the Fengshen clan. The high-level monks of the Fengshen clan condense their dharma, not based on various creatures or the form of their own bodies, but often based on the storm in their beliefs as a solid dharma model.

Both construction modes have their own advantages.

The Fengshen clan in the fairy world is extinct, but the remnants of the Fengshen clan in the lower realm are quite arrogant!

The thin young man sneered, and immediately mobilized the blood river under his feet to suppress it.

Normally, the storm gathers and grows, eventually sweeping everything away.

But in front of the real immortals, even if they use the power of the top Mahayana to mobilize the vitality of the heavens and the earth and the power of hundreds of millions of Fengshen tribes around them to bless the storm, it will only make Ma Liang look at them once or twice.

Soon, the fusion period of almost all the Fengshen clan in this city was involved in the blood river. No matter how desperately these unlucky people struggled and shouted, it was of no avail; each of them could only watch helplessly as their own flesh and blood were melted and peeled off little by little, and finally became part of the river of blood! Merge with the river of blood.

The top Mahayana who sits in this city was even refined into a great blood spirit in the blood river, also known as: Blood God Son!

As for other aliens?

With a flash of violence in Xiao Ma's eyes, he took another look.

Afterwards, because he had promised his senior brother not to hurt the young ones, and considering the feelings of senior Zhu and Wu who were standing beside Luezhen...

Hey, although I can understand the reason why the elder brother has enough wool, but if you don't cut the weeds, the spring breeze will blow again. I just hope that the human race in this lost world can win a little bit.

After the three of them left for a few hours.

A howling hurricane blew in the distant sky.

There are even more thunderclouds surging inside.

After the hurricane arrived at the main city of the clan, which was full of crying and sorrow, two figures of a purple-haired old man and a woman in green clothes appeared.

The woman sniffed her nose, her complexion suddenly changed, and her eyes burned with raging anger and sternness:

What a strong breath of blood sacrifice!

Who is it that dares to sacrifice the blood of a high-level elite of my Fengshen clan?

Damn it!

Isn't that guy afraid of being caught by his clan and smashed into pieces, and his soul is refined?

Where is Fellow Daoist Li? Why do you tolerate such a devil?

The purple-haired old man frowned and snorted coldly after ingesting a wisp of Qi.

At this moment, several medium-sized gusts of thousands of feet rose up in the city, and when they reached the top, several members of the peak alchemy tribe who still had expressions of panic appeared on their faces.

However, after seeing the arrival of the two ancestors of my family, all the anxiety and anxiety turned into grievances and sorrows, and then I rushed to tell my two ancestors what I had experienced and what I saw with my own eyes. Patriarch.

After listening to the report from his family members, the old man and the woman looked at each other in blank dismay.

The young couple felt a chill in their hearts for no reason:

How can it be?

Li Daoyou's magical powers are amazing, not inferior to you and me; with his ability, and with the support of the main city's large formation, and dozens of backbones in the fusion stage to help, how could he end up being sucked out of his soul?

What are the origins of those three fiends? What exactly do you want to do?

Both the old man and the woman were frightened and angry, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

There were three people on the other side, and only one person made a move, and destroyed the main city of the clan in front of him! Then, like cutting leeks, he quickly harvested all the fellow Daoist Li in the fusion stage and the Mahayana stage with a destructive momentum.

This means of strength is simply appalling.

Don't say that their young couple is not sure, I am afraid that twelve or three other masters of the same level will not be sure of the other three.

They still have this judgment.

what to do?

The woman looked at the old man.

First pass the situation here back to the family, let's see how the old ancestors make a decision.

For us, just use the avatar to follow from a distance to observe the opponent's movement.

As for war or not? Or in other words, is it that our Fengshen clan will deal with it alone, or will we join forces with those clans that have made good friends to hunt down these three ominous monsters? Just let the ancestors decide!

The old man said solemnly.

The Fengshen clan, as a first-class clan in the Moco world after the super clan, has more than 50 Mahayana members in the clan.

There are as many as six patriarchs who completed the Mahayana crossing the catastrophe.

The three opponents came to stroke the tiger's beard, which meant that they were either very strong and confident that they could fight against them, or they had a great background and an amazing background! The background is so big that even if they are really caught by their clan in the end, their Fengshen clan would not dare to do anything to those three guys!

Not afraid of the former, but afraid of the latter.

These days, wherever you go depends on your background.

Ability is not important anymore, sophistication and background relationship are more important weights.

…

A few days later.

Another big city in the territory of the Fengshen clan suffered disaster.

A Mahayana period and dozens of fusion periods became the supplements of the Wanling Blood Seal.

Not bad, although the monks in the lower realm are a little weaker, their blood essence has been purified and refined step by step. The blood essence of Mahayana monks, and refining these Mahayana spirits into blood god sons! At that time, the Wanling Blood Seal will definitely become a treasure that is infinitely close to the ninth-rank fairy weapon, and my strength can be regarded as a minimum.

At this time with greater ambitions, looking at those ants under the fit, I completely look down on them.

Filling up the blood river contained in the seal with the essence and blood of transforming spirits and refining emptiness, I really feel worthless.

next.

For two months.

The Fengshen clan and Ma Liang are two ethnic groups who are passing along the road, and both have large-scale cities where their young men have been arrested.

The integration period and the Mahayana period in the city are basically inseparable.

Along the way, more than a dozen Mahayanas and hundreds of thousands of people died together.

The Blood River Formation, one of the four major means of the Blood Seal of All Souls, has become more and more endless, covering the sky and the sun,

During this period, Zhu Rong and Wu Gang watched silently.

At first, Wu Gang was still a little uncomfortable, but fortunately his brother Ma had limited kills, so he turned a blind eye.

But ever since I saw a female human cultivator locked in an iron cage waiting to bid in an auction house in a certain foreign race city, I saw a group of human races in captivity, and I saw that the foreign race specially selected human race women with special physiques and beautiful appearance. After repairing the cauldron, he no longer felt any discomfort.

On the one hand, from the perspective of personal feelings, even if it is only some human races from the lower realms, they are still human races.

As a branch of the overlord group in the fairy world, how can it be enslaved by some garbage aliens?

On the other hand, from the perspective of the law of survival, the weak cannot escape the web of rules woven by the strong.

These alien races are stronger than the human race in the lower realm, and it is only natural for the human race to be enslaved.

In the same way, the three of my own brothers and sisters are stronger than those of other races. Isn't it natural to use the good waste from these foreign races as materials for refining treasures?

The law of the jungle is the law of survival in any place.

I shouldn't limit and resist Senior Brother Ma to enhance my own strength.

That is suicidal hypocrisy.

therefore.

to the back.

Zhu Rong could still sit still.

However, Wu Gang let go of his grievances and helped his senior brother Ma, greatly speeding up the progress of collecting the souls and blood essences of foreign masters.

This also made the relationship between the three brothers and sisters more harmonious.

Ma Liang here, because he rarely got the approval of his seniors when he was in Jiuyuan Temple; this time he suddenly received such approval, and the string in his heart that had never been strummed was deeply touched.

When he looked at his senior brother Zhu and junior brother Wu, there was an inexplicably different color in his eyes.

He's a Terran with a lot of ethnic pride, proud of being human.

Therefore, who dares to make a fuss about the human race, he has always been iron-blooded.

Killing on the spot is a gift.

City by city blood sacrifice, family by family extermination, and soul refining at the same time refining into blood slaves is his consistent style.

Two, it seems that these ants finally can't sit still, are they going to attack us?

Ma Liang's spiritual consciousness is several times stronger than those of the same level.

Although most of them are imprisoned by the chain of rules formed by the power of the interface, it is not comparable to the general Mahayana in the lower realm.

Ahead, the three major clans assembled nearly a hundred genuine Mahayana monks, and invited four Xuantian treasures to lay down three remnants of the Immortal Realm! Trying to kill the three of them here!

The Wind God Clan, the Iron Wing Clan, the Thunder Clan...

In the fairy world, there are almost extinct small clans, but those who survived all hid in the wilderness.

In this lower realm, everything is going well.

Wu Gang sneered.

Be careful, don't underestimate the enemy. Before Xiao Nanzhou lost contact, those ethnic groups threw some good things to the lower realm for layout.

Many of the rags in the fairy world are decisive treasures for the lower world.

In this case, as long as it can be sent down, it doesn't matter if you spend some money.

The price/performance ratio is high enough.

More than two million years have passed, and I dare not say that these groups of lost contact have preserved all the heritage from the fairy world; but as long as they preserve one or two, it may pose a threat to their three brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Zhu Rong first summoned more than 30 pseudo-immortal puppets comparable to the late Mahayana level.

He took out three defensive treasures of the Houtian Xuantian.

Daozu's decree is hidden in his chest and can be activated at any time! Then liberate the super-class power of the top true immortal in the later stage.

Senior brother is absolutely right!

Wu Gang nodded, agreeing with this statement very much.

Therefore, hundreds of inferior fairy talismans were taken out.

It's not a big deal, each card is comparable to a full-strength blow from a Mahayana late stage.

As a direct descendant of Jiuyuanguan, even if he has no family background, the elders in the temple will make him very wealthy.

What's more, the purpose of coming down this time is to recover the treasure in the sky.

With such an important matter in hand, no one will be petty to the three of them.

In Jiuyuan Temple, there are tens of thousands of inner disciples, and tens of millions of outer disciples!

With these vital forces, even if one person forges one inferior talisman, that would be several million pieces! Even if you can't take all of them, you can only carry one percent with you! That is also the tatters of tens of thousands of fairy worlds!

With all these rags by his side, he doesn't think he can't deal with a few lower realm groups!

Not to mention, Wu Gang took out a formation plate and hundreds of formation flags, and then pushed the formation plate into the void, and the formation flags shot into nothingness; It was covered by another stronger, more domineering and vaster Wuque Immortal Formation!

It is different from the Deficient Immortal Formation of the three major clans.

The immortal formations of the three major clans only have about 10% of their power left.

Wu Gang's one contains at least 90% of the power of the complete fairy formation.

There is a difference between being lacking and being lacking.

Rich people and rich people have their own ranks.

Want to launch an ambush from us? Heh, you can't control yourself!

The corners of Ma Liang's mouth curled up in a refreshing arc.

In the river of blood, more than two hundred blood god sons refined from the spirit of Mahayana appeared.

One by one, all dharma bodies condensed by blood essence and blood, most of which are ordinary Mahayana combat power.

There is no doubt: Nearly a hundred Mahayana disciples from the three races were surrounded by the three of them!

Are you going to hand over your Xuantian Treasure and offer your own soul? Or let me wait to get it myself?

From the beginning to the end, Ma Liang gives people an ethereal feeling, without clamor or viciousness at all.

But the sound reached the ears of the old monsters of the three tribes hundreds of thousands of miles away, but it was extremely ear-piercing.

These overlords of the Moco world, who were originally full of confidence, looked so gloomy that they could almost drip water.

They are... True Immortals from the Lower Realm!

Some people feel that their mouth is dry.

And it's definitely the one with a lot of background!

Someone immediately swallowed dryly.

The action is still hasty!

It is no problem to think that the three clans bear the risk together.

Unexpectedly, he still kicked the steel plate.

…

the other side.

It is different from the hostility of the three of Jiuyuanguan towards the various races in the lower realm.

All five teams chose to make friends with the Lower Realm race.

Especially the branch of the family group in the Nether.

These five teams have spent several months, and have successively received the support of their own branches!

Not only provide the treasures of Xuantian in the clan, but also borrow the treasures of Xuantian and Mahayana combat power from the friendly clan!

The condition is only a few true soul pills!

Besides, for the ethnic groups in the lower realm, if they can take the opportunity to get close to the thighs of their own family in the fairy world, they can wake up with laughter from their dreams!

What's more, it's a win-win situation for each other?

Only fools haggle!

…

On the lunar star.

Wang Li, who has been carefully collecting information on the Moco world and its surroundings for hundreds of years.

After seeing the relevant news about the Fengshen, Iron Wing, and Thunder Clan, his eyelids twitched wildly:

Is it finally here?