Chapter two hundred and seventeen sacrifice oneself in meditation
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Don't kill me!"
Jiang Li stepped on the opponent's body, grabbed both ends of the prison dragon lock with both hands, and kept tightening the chains that bound the opponent's body.
Under the terrifying suppressive effect of the Dragon Prison Lock, this demon cultivator who was in the Real Dan Realm of the Dan Formation Stage and was famous for killing countless people had his strength and aura suppressed to the lowest level.
Only the solid Dao body of the pill-forming stage is left, struggling to support itself.
However, the Taoist body without the blessing of spiritual energy could not withstand the brute force of someone from Jiang Lijiang.
The dark iron chain continued to tighten amidst the sound of metal buckles rubbing against each other.
The sound of cracking bones was heard endlessly, and the broken internal organs kept piercing into the chest cavity, messing up his internal organs.
Turbid blood foam spurted out of his mouth and nose like a fountain.
"Little...sister...old slave...in the end...I still couldn't find you~"
This majestic corpse coffin died after saying these words incoherently.
If Jiang Li's ears were not blessed by the Guanyin Heart Sutra and could hear all kinds of things in the world and distinguish the sounds of all things, no one else would be able to hear his words clearly.
Just "Miss"? This guy is going to die, shouldn't he be thinking about his female evil spirit? It seems that he is also a passionate person with this kind of virtue.
Jiang Li yanked the prison dragon lock fiercely, and the dead body was instantly torn apart. A gray solid pill was rolled out, and it was Jiang Li's turn.
This solid elixir is of average quality, with many stains clearly visible on the surface.
Demonic cultivation techniques are already known for their rapid entry into the realm of blood and evil spirits, but on the contrary, they are also prone to problems with unstable foundations.
I think something went wrong with this guy when he was building the foundation or forming the elixir. With this real elixir, this guy has no hope of getting a golden elixir in this life.
Jiang Li casually wrapped the elixir with a few black talismans and stuffed it into the storage bag.
After he solved the enemies here, he naturally wanted to help his senior brother immediately. He looked around and quickly found the burly figure of the other party.
But at this moment, he looked a little embarrassed.
Senior brother Xiang Yuanba and the corpse coffin female are both at the real elixir realm. He has gained the true inheritance from his master, Elder He, so his strength must clearly overwhelm the opponent.
But it is a pity that physical cultivators have been lucky since ancient times. Not long after he fought with the opponent, he bumped into another pill-forming demon cultivator. He was attacked by the combined force of the two, and he fell into a disadvantage.
"Donor Xiang, don't worry about this poor monk, please leave quickly!"
Xiang Yuanba put on a defensive posture and stayed on the spot, but behind him, there was a bare head planted on the ground like a radish.
That bald man with a crown-like face is even more handsome than Jiang Li, even without hair.
And that monk was Jiang Li's old friend, and he joined his hands to meditate.
It was precisely when Senior Brother Xiang discovered that Master Yuan was in a critical situation that he stepped forward and stood in his way, only to be besieged by two Jiedan.
As a disciple of Elder He, how could the hot-blooded Senior Brother Xiang, a physical cultivator, escape from the battlefield just because of something like this?
A series of scars appeared on his body. Unlike Jiang Li, Senior Brother Xiang had an unscarred body. Although his defense was equally strong, he could not ignore the attacks of experts of the same level.
Despite his strong body, he soon became scarred.
However, at this moment, a dark chain swam silently against the ground, and the shackle at one end clicked on his ankle.
The familiar feeling made Xiang Yuanba stunned for a moment, and then his face curved slightly.
He quickly took a few steps back and distanced himself from the two monks who were constantly attacking.
The chains tied to his feet rattled. When the two demon cultivators saw it, they thought it was another companion coming to help and locked each other.
"Haha, what's wrong, kid, are you going to leave this guy and run away? It's a pity that it's too late!"
Xiang Yuanba ignored their taunts, thinking three, two, one in his mind, and then kicked his shackled right foot back violently!
Clang!
The dark chain straightened instantly, and the same terrifying force came from the other end of the chain at the same time.
The two forces interacted with each other, and the straight chain itself did not move, but it pulled his whole body, rushing forward like a cannonball, waving a pair of iron fists, and pounced on the two demon cultivators in front.
The two demon cultivators were a little surprised to see that he dared to step forward again, but before they could take action to meet the enemy, there was another loud sound that broke through the air at the same time behind them, which was what locked the prisoner dragon away.
On one end, Jiang Li was tied to his feet!
While being locked by the prison dragon lock, fighting a duel with monsters is the first lesson for the disciples of Elder He.
The cold touch of the prison dragon shackles is extremely familiar to them. Even many senior brothers and sisters said that they can only exert their strongest strength when they are tied together with the enemy by the prison dragon chain.
In this regard, Xiang Yuanba, as his senior brother, is of course no exception.
So when Jiang Li locked Senior Brother Xiang's ankle with the prison dragon lock, the other party understood the meaning instantly.
The two figures, pulled by each other with great force, quickly approached the middle point, sandwiching the two pill-forming demon cultivators who had not yet reacted.
And when one is caught off guard, the consequences of being suppressed by a body cultivator of the same level are often unimaginable.
Like a torrential downpour! Like God scattering beans!
The dense fists carried the power of cracking mountains and cracking rocks, attacking from the front and back, and poured out crazily on the two pill formation bodies.
The defensive aura on their bodies was squeezed to the limit, and then they burst like two balloons that could no longer withstand the excessive pressure.
Immediately, the punches hit the flesh and drew blood. The two alchemy-forming demon cultivators were squeezed in between as if they were being squeezed by two colliding mudslides, unable to resist and unable to escape.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
It wasn't until ten breaths later that the two people, who had completed the massive output, stopped breathing. The two people sandwiched between them had already turned into a ball. They could no longer distinguish between you and me. They were too dead to die.
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"Senior brother, Master Lioyuan, are you okay?"
Jiang Li reached into the soil, grabbed Master Yuan's shoulder, and slowly pulled him out.
"The poor monk is fine. Thank you to the two benefactors for helping me. The poor monk is very grateful."
After Master Lioyuan got out of trouble, he immediately bowed and thanked him.
Logically speaking, Brother Jiang Li should politely help him up at this time.
However, after a while, none of them made any move.
Master Lioyuan raised his head and found that Jiang Li and Jiang Li were looking behind him with solemn expressions.
Turning around, Master Lioyuan, who was steady by nature, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Ten menacing Bailianshan warships were rapidly approaching them. With their eyesight, they could even see the crowds of monks on the edge of the ship.
They obviously can't be here to help.
"This...this...what should I do?"
Seeing that Cihang Temple suffered such a disaster, Master Liaoyuan was already in a state of confusion. Now he saw the flying boat attacking, and he was completely confused.
"The formation at Bailian Mountain is still there, it shouldn't be easy for them to break in."
Senior Brother Xiang didn't know whether he wanted to comfort himself or Yuan, so he said this.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the three pagodas in the other three directions of Cihang Temple collapsed. The golden light that shrouded the sky above Cihang Temple flickered twice and quickly dimmed.
The gloss intensity is only about 30 to 40% of its original value.
Obviously, some demonic cultivators had prepared well in advance and destroyed the nodes of the formation in a very targeted manner. Now only the unmanned relic stupa is still supporting the formation.
"What about Cihang Temple's flying boats? Let's use warships to counterattack. They only have ten warships, so we have the advantage."
However, Senior Brother Xiang's mouth seemed to open up, and the Cihang Temple Airport in the distance made a shocking explosion two seconds later, and billowing poisonous mist rose into the sky.
Jiang Li immediately thought of half of Bailian Mountain's missing manpower. Obviously, they were not idle either. They directly looked for an opportunity and blew up the empty defense of Feizhou Airport.
"we still have..."
Brother Xiang wanted to say something again, but Jiang Li quickly stopped him. If he continued to say this, it would be terrible.
Boom boom! Boom boom boom!
At this time, the ten flying boats fired directly from a distance, and the terrifying spiritual energy beams began to bombard the defensive formation of Cihang Temple one after another.
The formation's power was greatly reduced due to damage to key nodes, and it began to fluctuate violently under the bombardment of the spiritual energy beams. It was not known how long this formation could last.
Jiang Li and others were unable to do anything about this. For the current plan, they could only pray that the three elders who were still bombarding the black lotus platform in the sky could quickly liberate the six divine monks.
It's just that the lotus platform is worthy of being a top-level monster. It seems to have a kind of chaotic aura and the magical ability to deflect attacks. They bombarded the lotus platform, but the power would most likely be transferred to the six divine monks inside.
The same goes for the six people inside. When they bombard the lotus platform, the terrifying power will be uncontrollable and transferred to the fellow disciples around them.
Such a situation made them so helpless that they did not dare to take action with all their strength.
Just when the situation was in danger, the door of the Relic Pagoda shrouded in poisonous mist in the center of the battlefield suddenly opened.
The abbot of Cihang Temple took care of Master Ku and walked out.
With one hand, he held the monk Konge, who had long since lost his life, and dragged out a scarlet bloodstain on the ground.
Obviously, the realm above Nascent Soul is not so easy to guess.
Even if someone is seriously injured due to a plot, it is not something that a Nascent Soul Stage monk can just kill.
But that sneak attack was indeed too cruel, and Abbot Ku also paid a terrible price.
Looking at him now, he still had the black vajra stuck in his chest, and blood was still flowing out from the wound.
His left hand was contracted on his chest and was completely dry, like a rotten branch, without any vitality.
A pair of eyes are also empty. The original eyeballs have disappeared. I am afraid that this is a permanent loss of vision.
Master Loku used the secret Buddhist technique of "Sacrifice Zen" to sacrifice his left hand and both eyes, thus eliminating the chaotic energy that had invaded his body and killing the traitor monk Konge with his fists.
He threw Monk Konge's body aside, and a black ring rolled out of the body, falling to the side without any sense of existence.
The remaining right hand of Abbot Loku was spread out, and six golden beads were exposed from it.
"That's the relic!"
Separated by a circle of poisonous mist, the scene inside was not very clear, but Master Lioyuan still recognized it at first sight.
Abbot Loku chanted scriptures quickly, and then a golden light shot out from his hand and hit the black lotus.
Black Lotus, which had been unresponsive to the attacks of many top monks, suddenly began to tremble violently.
Jiang Li and the others, as well as the three Nascent Souls flying in the sky, were all excited when they saw this. As long as the six divine monks can be released, Cihang Temple can be saved.
Then came the second, third, fourth, and fifth paths!
The Buddhist sacred relics fell on the black lotus one by one, and within the core of the black lotus, a golden light gradually emerged!
It turns out that the two hundred years of hard work at Cihang Temple were not in vain!
The large amount of Buddha power poured into the lotus platform did not disappear, but was suppressed by the demonic energy to the deepest part of the lotus platform.
At this time, with the help of the relics, the power of Buddha in the lotus platform began to gradually gain the upper hand!
As long as the last relic is in place, this damn lotus platform will most likely turn from demon to Buddha again!
"Amitabha! The six roots are pure!"
Presiding officer Loku used six purifying spells to cast out the last relic.
The Buddhist holy object turned into a stream of light and shot towards the black lotus floating on the stupa.
Snapped!
However, the key to rescuing Cihang Temple was intercepted by a big hand shrouded in black mist.
Everyone present was shocked! Where did this guy come from?
It turned out that at some point in the formation light film that was continuously attacked by warship gunfire, a gap appeared for one person to pass through!
This demonic cultivator used the warship's cannon to sneak in through the gap.
Bah, bah, bah!
The hand was stabbed by the golden light of the relic, and it reacted violently like cold water in a frying pan.
A piece of the black mist was cleared away by the golden light of the relic, revealing a scarlet hand that did not look like a human being.
But on the wrist of that palm, Jiang Li clearly saw a simple and enchanting black lotus pattern!
Jiang Li suddenly realized that this was the Black Lotus mark he saw in the underground ruins of the Black Lotus Sect!
In that case, isn't this lotus platform the top-level magic weapon recorded in the scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Valley?
Bailian Mountain actually did not destroy it, but instead tried to refine it into a Buddhist treasure.
No wonder this Buddha treasure turned into a demon when it was said to be a demon. It turned out to be a first-class monster in the history of Dachong Mountain.
"Buddhist things are really annoying. You six old guys should just stay in there."
The man in the black mist held the relic with one hand, raised his other hand and pressed it on the huge black lotus.
Suddenly, the trembling Black Lotus suddenly stabilized. This Black Mist Demonic Cultivator is a remnant of the Black Lotus Cult, and he also has a way to control this Demonic Lotus.
Host Liao Ku and the three Nascent Souls quickly intervened to stop it.
But it was too late. A black circle of light spread out from the magic lotus and began to spread rapidly outward.
Wherever the aperture passes, everything is withered.
Kong E's corpse, which fell not far below the black lotus, began to turn black and rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. It didn't take long before only bones and dirty pus were left on the ground.
That was the corpse of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. Even if it was not preserved, it would not easily decay for ten to eight years. But under that black aperture, it only took a few seconds for it to decay completely. This shows the power of that aperture.
Strong.
Moreover, the black light circle spreads extremely fast. If it is not stopped, it will probably cover the entire Cihang Temple in less than ten minutes.
By then, the number of people in Cihang Temple who can survive will probably not exceed ten fingers!
"Damn the remnants of the Black Lotus! Hand over the relics!"
In the sky, Abbot Loku and the three Nascent Souls were attacking each other crazily.
But Loku was seriously injured and lost his left hand and both eyes. Only with the help of three Nascent Souls could he barely compete with the opponent. It was not easy to defeat the opponent and regain the relic in a short time!
"Hahaha, you bunch of bald donkeys have occupied the holy relics of my religion for more than two hundred years! Today is the time for you to pay the price!"
"Let's use the high-ranking disciples of Cihang Temple as sacrifices so that our sect, Holy Lotus, can regain its former glory!"