The crisis change that Luo Luoniao sensed came from Wen Ying.
The battle at the venue reached a feverish stage, and many of them had an idea, wanting to fish in troubled waters by taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, and steal the spiritual liquid first, but they didn't expect that when he got to the backstage, he found that the treasure box containing the spiritual liquid had been stolen. Open it, and all the mechanisms and means made outside the treasure box will fail, and the inside of the treasure box will be empty!
As soon as the ectoplasmic fluid was stolen, everyone stopped fighting immediately, and their eyes were red-eyed!
At this moment, many people thought of the Chili Demon Lord who had left the scene halfway. They looked at each other, made a plan in their hearts, and immediately flew away in the direction where they were.
Before the three of Wen Ying were surrounded by them, they were still chatting under the tree. Feng Li is interested in psychic magic weapons, but this time Wen Ying is also in the illusion, which makes him worry about the future, so Fang regretfully gave up the fight
Wen Ying and Yuan Yuan are not very interested in magic weapons. To cultivate Buddha by karma, one is cultivating himself, and he has no distracting thoughts in his mind, and other heretical things will hinder his practice. As for Wen Ying, she knew that this thing would end up in Ding Jieyi's hands. It's not that she hadn't thought about snatching it up, but the incarnation of the magic weapon spirit followed her, and she had nowhere to look for it.
She simply wasn't too attached to psychic magic weapons. Magic weapons were used to fight, it would be better to cultivate to advanced level, and it would be more enjoyable to crush others with equal levels.
The three of them agreed, and now they analyzed the situation very openly and transparently, with a general direction, they prepared to go back to the mansion. Unexpectedly, the center of battle suddenly shifted! The place where they are located is some distance away from the auction venue. If it is an ordinary fight, they will not be able to fight here.
However-
The three of Wen Ying were still talking, when they suddenly noticed a dozen people approaching, the atmosphere changed suddenly, and they looked at each other.
At this time, it was natural that Feng Le, who had exposed his identity, asked with a half-smile: "You all mobilize people to surround you, why are you doing this?"
"At this time, Lord Mojun should stop pretending to be stupid, right?"
"That's right, why did we fall in love with the little girls in the illusion when we were still the Lord Demon Lord? It turned out that it was to use them as a cover." When Feng Li left the infield, everyone who followed him thought he was because he was attracted to her. The woman in the house followed her husband and was furious. She wanted to settle accounts with the couple, but she didn't expect...
They still couldn't get the information they wanted, Feng Li raised his eyebrows calmly and asked, "Why, this little beauty is good-looking, so I can't be tempted to have a good time with her? The night is long, I don't know this illusion When will it be broken, I, Feng Li, want to find someone to spend my spare time, so you can ask me?"
"Master Mojun wants to use this to show that he is not in dispute, heh, that is a psychic magic weapon, do you think we will believe your words so easily?!"
Feng Li became impatient, "There's a lot of nonsense, talk quickly!"
He has accumulated power for a long time, and the yelling person immediately took a step back, and leaned forward again, "We don't dare to compete with Lord Demon Lord, but you have swallowed all the psychic liquid, so we will kill them all today. Seek justice from the Demon King!"
Devouring spiritual fluid
When Feng Li heard it, he frowned and grasped the key point, "Someone stole the spiritual liquid?"
"Why should the devil pretend to be stupid, besides you, who else among the people not present has the ability to steal the ectoplasmic liquid alone, and this elixir is clearly in your hands!"
Wen Ying's heart "thumped", I'm afraid this matter can't be done well.
She and Feng Li have been here before and after, and this period of time is by no means enough for him to steal the spiritual liquid. Naturally, if he takes the spiritual liquid, he will tell her. Another name quickly appeared in her mind. Besides Feng Li, only Ding Jieyi was the most likely to steal the spiritual liquid.
But it is very strange, the spiritual liquid in this space is indeed not drinkable, and those who drink it will end up in extreme pain. This is a trap, the reason why the Tianding Palace will lead the alchemy monks into it. How could Ding Jieyi, who was favored by heaven, fail to notice it
In her memory, Ding Jieyi never stole the spiritual liquid, and this battle only raised the ranks of the group and opened the prelude to the bloody struggle.
The theft of ectoplasmic fluid is not the direction shown in the data, but this illusion has already deviated from the track, and it is normal for such an accident to occur.
After Feng Li learned that the spiritual liquid had been stolen, as Wen Ying thought, he might not be able to explain the matter clearly. Even if he threw out his Qiankun ring, those people would not believe that the spiritual liquid was not on him. What's ironic is that he didn't want to compete with others, so he deliberately avoided this struggle, but he didn't expect to be involved in it in the end.
He rubbed the green ring in his hand that was as green as a little spirit snake. The ring was also in the shape of a snake, with its head and tail intertwined. He said: "There is something wrong with the psychic fluid in this illusion, so I never thought of stealing the psychic fluid." …”
"Why didn't the devil say that there was a problem with the spiritual liquid when he snatched the spiritual liquid? Why is he stealing the spiritual liquid this time?! Could it be that the devil was thinking about us when he stole the spiritual liquid
The rest roared with laughter.
Obviously, they believed that he stole the ectoplasm, so they didn't believe a word of these words, and no matter what he said, it was an excuse.
The others said: "What the devil said is true, let's stop talking nonsense, we have to hand over the spiritual liquid, otherwise, even if the devil is powerful, we are not paper tigers, we are not afraid of trouble!"
Feng Li sneered, "Stupid, say that I snatched the spirit liquid, have you ever seen me drink it? I am still in the late stage of alchemy, which is the best proof, otherwise..." He swiped his hand across the ring, and turned his hand In an instant, there was an extra jade bottle, which was the one he grabbed first. He said, "If I drink this bottle, I can immediately become a Nascent Soul cultivator. Why don't I drink it? Use your brains to think about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were blurred, and they saw him casually throwing the jade bottle on the ground!
The jade bottle was torn apart, and the psychic liquid flowed into the yellow earth, but he didn't want someone to rush over, abandoning the dignity of the monk, lying on the ground like a puppy, licking the psychic liquid on the ground.
The others were astonished, but after a short while, the spiritual power in that person's body surged like surging waves.
Everyone's complexion changed.
This is... Nascent Soul Stage? !
He himself couldn't believe it, and after being silent for a few seconds, he laughed loudly, "I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator, I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator!!"
Of course he is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, he has to go into seclusion to form alchemy, so how could he form a Nascent Soul so easily. It's just that in this illusion, he does have the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator at this moment.
Wen Ying stretched out her hand and tapped Feng Li's waist, "Stupid." For no reason, she made herself a strong enemy.
Feng Li didn't expect a decent monk to be so shameless, he really couldn't laugh or cry. He shook his head and said, "As far as I know, there are other people who have hidden psychic liquid, which is useless, and the Nascent Soul Stage is indispensable."
The current situation is like a dead end, as long as he doesn't drink the spiritual liquid for a day, sooner or later he will be quickly thrown off by these "advanced".
He took a step forward, blocking the burst of spiritual power from the Nascent Soul cultivator, and Wen Ying naturally hid behind him.
Even if his actions have proved that he thinks there is something wrong with the ectoplasmic liquid, it can't stop these people's desire for power.
And this heart ate away at what little sanity they had left.
All the questioning right now is to rush away. Because of the competition just now, Wen Ying and Yuan Yuan's relationship is no different from that of a couple who are angry with each other. Everyone only treats them as aborigines. After such a long period of time, the foreign monks were all fighting for the spirit liquid, and these two people were still in the Qi refining stage.
Even though the monks were suspicious and didn't feel at ease with them, under the tense situation at the moment, the aura of the Qi refining period was often ignored by others. With Feng Li as a shield, his aura rose sharply and he was ready to go. Those people's eyes Immediately set his sights on him alone
Therefore, without knowing it, Wen Ying and Karma had disappeared in place.
They will leave because under the siege of a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators at the alchemy stage, it is undoubtedly more appropriate to run away than to face the enemy head-on. Chili Demon Lord wants to leave, and no one can stop it live. And their existence would actually drag Fengli down.
This was the tacit understanding between Wen Ying and him from the very beginning.
But Wen Ying never expected that just as they were retreating cautiously, Nineteen didn't know if it was because of blood connection, he sensed the danger of his brother, and suddenly ran out of the spirit beast bag. She was unprepared for a moment, and Shijiu's speed was as fast as lightning, there was no time for her to stop her!
"nineteen!"
In this illusion, the magic weapon in the Qiankun Ring can be used, and the spirit beast in the spirit beast bag can also be used, but they usually don't take these things out easily, because once they take out the old things, it is tantamount to revealing their identities. Tell everyone who they are.
The moment the little lion nineteen showed up, someone had already recognized it.
"Red flame and golden dragon, this is the spirit beast of the female demon cultivator by the sea of blue scales!"
It is not unknown what Wen Ying did in the sea of flames. Those who escaped naturally have this memory. They also have fellow disciples who injected their memories into the jade slips. As the news spread, many people naturally knew about it. The existence of number one.
The monks who established the foundation did not know, but the monks who formed the alchemy knew very well how powerful the Chiyan Jinyan was, especially in the memory shown in the jade slips, the pure fur and color of the Chiyan Jinyi was extremely rare, and it had already been raised to the fourth level. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator who calls the wind and rain may not have one by his side, let alone a cultivator at the early stage of alchemy.
Everyone's complexion changed slightly. At this time, one more person means a change in the situation. No one wants one more powerful person to participate and share a share with them. Although the female demon cultivator has just risen, she has already gained a reputation for being vicious. She is ruthless, ruthless, and acts according to her will. Such a person is usually very scary.
"The Chiyan Jinyi is here, so the female demon cultivator must be nearby. She and Chili Demon Lord are both demon cultivators, will they..."
"I don't think so. The demon cultivator has always fought alone, and the female demon cultivator may not have contact with him. What's more, if she becomes a Nascent Soul, we will never know. As long as she is still in the alchemy stage, she wants to face us head-on. Come on, the chances of winning are not high, why are you afraid of her?!"
As soon as these words came out, these people's hearts suddenly lit up. Yes, they are not casual cultivators who are respectful to powerful characters in the early stage of alchemy. They are only one step away, one step away from reaching Nascent Soul!
Several people looked at each other with greed in their eyes.
Chiyan Jinyi attacked them first, and it was only normal for them to fight back, even if they took it away, no one could say anything wrong.
Among the dozen or so people, someone made up their minds on the spot, and split an attack on him, which diverted the firepower for Feng Li. But it is useless in the overall situation. Although the Nascent Soul stage has no ability to move mountains and fill the sea, there is only a thin line of difference. They can sense the destiny and use the five elements floating in the air freely, like a finger.
Even if this is just a Nascent Soul in an illusion, the difference in rank should not be underestimated, but when Nineteen appeared, someone got distracted and suddenly took out the spiritual liquid and swallowed it on the spot.
Another Nascent Soul!
One just became a baby, and the other also took medicine to advance to the Nascent Soul.
Everyone secretly didn't grit their teeth, and found out that someone had planned a long time ago, and everyone wanted to be an oriole. Those who were still in the alchemy stage were immediately twisted together, their eyes were fierce, and their attacks were even more ruthless.
For the current plan, only by snatching the spiritual liquid that was stolen by Fengli can they have a chance to compete!
The aftermath of the magic attack was surging, and the surrounding houses were turned into wreckage. The clouds in the sky gathered into thick black clouds, covering the sky and covering the sun, flying sand and rocks, and the cry of a baby came from nowhere...
The advanced Nascent Soul person set his sights on Chiyan Jinyi. With his current level, when he snatched the spirit beast, he would have time to turn around and grab the spirit liquid. As soon as a thought flashed in his mind, he had already made a move!
The magic weapon shaped like a mountain came out with a strong wind!
Nineteen was wrestling with a cultivator at the Yijiedan stage, when he was suddenly hit on the back by a swollen mountain, his internal organs shook violently, and he roared in pain!
Just as the next blow was approaching, a thunder bead suddenly appeared from the air. The bead was small and inconspicuous, but at the moment it collided with the Yamagata magic weapon, it exploded loudly, and the remaining waves swept away the surrounding area. flying sand dust.
The blow of the late Nascent Soul cultivator was sealed in the thunder bead, which was enough to counteract it, and even faintly crushed one head.
"Little bastard." Taking advantage of this effort, Wen Ying reached Nineteen's figure, and she reprimanded her, "You still want to help your brother? With this little skill, what else can you do but make trouble?"
Nineteen pawed the ground with his feet and let out a low growl, as if he was not reconciled, and in a blink of an eye she fed several elixirs to heal his injuries.
When Feng Li appeared at Nineteen, he just gave him a cold glance, let him be surrounded, and didn't say anything when he was dragged down, without anger or joy. Now that Jianwen Ying appeared, his expression changed, "What are you doing when you come back, why risk yourself for him?"
Now that Wen Ying appeared to save Shijiu, her identity would naturally be revealed, and some people had already guessed her identity.
She hit the person first, and the spiritual power on her body exploded into a white light, and her face and figure returned to their original appearance, and the veil on her face was also there. Feng Li had already returned to his true appearance when he made the move. The two of them stood together, and they were indescribably right.
"A teacher for one day, a teacher for life, you don't care about it as a brother, but I can't ignore it as a teacher of a little bastard." Wen Ying asked, "Where is your fire?"
Nineteen opened his mouth but nothing came out.
Wen Ying frowned, before finding out the reason, she could only say: "You can't help, go back to your spirit animal bag, hurry up!"
He was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected her to be so rude. He shook his head to protest, but she suddenly pressed his head down and hugged her. A defensive formation was formed in front of them, and the strong light resisted the impact. The attack on them splashed gravel and turned into smoke in an instant!
The little lion's eyes flickered slightly. She kept cursing the little bastard, but her actions were obviously not the case, it was just a spirit beast, so could it be important to have a life
"Don't make any trouble, go back to the spirit beast bag, hurry up!"
Just when the formation was shattered and a part of the attack rushed to Wen Ying, a protective cover with a faint golden light rose from the ground where she was.
It is karma.
Since she chose to join the battle, fate naturally couldn't watch her go to die, so he appeared with her just now. Although he was not high in rank, he was born with Buddha bones and special skills. The same as Feng Li, his combat ability is much higher than people of equal rank.
However, he has the same position as a Buddhist cultivator and a demon cultivator, and he was immediately ridiculed by the opponents, and some people threatened to tell the matter to the Famen Temple host.
Wen Ying smiled slightly, her eyes were ruthless, "Little master, don't be afraid, kill them all today, let's see who can tell the truth!"
"arrogant!"
The battle situation became more and more dangerous, and all the magic weapons that could resist the Nascent Soul cultivator were released, but under the siege of everyone, there was no chance to escape. If there was only one Nascent Soul, Feng Li would still be able to take them away with serious injuries, but now because of the nineteenth, there are three more Nascent Souls, and it is not known whether there is any spiritual liquid hidden in the crowd. There are people who want to be stabbed in the back.
The critical situation left Wen Ying with no choice but to resist.
At this moment, she suddenly felt some kind of energy fluctuation, like... a harbinger of advancement.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a person suddenly appeared at the intersection, tall and straight like a pine and cypress, with a sword standing. She was slightly startled, "...Zhao Zhizhi?"
Zhao Zhizhi has not participated in the competition since he entered the illusion. He is a swordsman and does not need too many magic weapons. The only thing he trusts most is the sword in his hand, and he only needs this sword. The only thing he took the initiative to do in the illusion was to look for Wen Ying, but when Wen Ying's identity was not exposed, the two of them only passed each other in a restaurant once, but no one knew about it. There is still a ray of spiritual consciousness in his heart, he knows that she is safe and sound, and even has the familiar feeling of trust and dependence.
She was with the Buddhist cultivator of Famen Temple.
With this level of clear cognition, he was no longer in a hurry to find her. But just now, a strong uneasiness suddenly emerged in his heart. At the same time, the situation in the city changed, and the movement of magic weapons and weapons was enough to resound throughout the capital. He immediately set off and rushed towards this direction.
Zhao Zhizhi didn't expect that she could recognize him at a glance, and his expression was touched.
Just when Wen Ying was distracted, someone pierced the air with a sword and was pressing towards her. She only had time to turn over and escape, but the veil was pulled away, revealing half of her terrifying face like a Rakshasa.
The atmosphere was only stagnant for a moment, and ridicule immediately followed.
"It turns out that the female demon cultivator of the Heavenly Cauldron Palace has this appearance. No wonder she wears a veil all day long. It turns out that she knows she is ugly and dare not see people!"
A surge of anger suddenly rose in Zhao Zhizhi's heart, both for these people and for himself.
It was that sword, he had never realized so clearly the damage his sword caused to her. It wasn't because of how ugly the scar was. He knew that there were many ways for a nun to restore her appearance, but she didn't. She would rather walk in the world wearing a veil.
She wanted to keep this scar to remind herself.
Wen Ying only felt that the fluctuations in her heart were like boiling water, and she also retained his consciousness, but it was not as strong as his, but at this moment, she could feel his strong and surging anger.
Before everyone could react, Zhao Zhizhi's sword was already out of its sheath.
With a light stroke of the sword, the snow-white blade was not stained with blood, like white lightning flashing in the dark clouds and then disappearing.
Before the body was separated, the man muttered the last sentence: "Sword, sword heart..."
"It turns out that you have already condensed into Jianxin." Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the attack lightly.
"I'm sorry..." he said suddenly.
"I don't have time to listen to your apology now. If you feel sorry, I will help you." Wen Ying read the mantra quickly, and released a wisp of red flame wrapped in the subdued blue scale fire, which immediately caused a lot of injuries to the monk who underestimated the enemy.
But even with the addition of Zhao Zhizhi, this battle is still a bitter battle. In addition to the siege of monks of the same level, there are three Nascent Soul monks to deal with for the four alchemy monks. A dead end is tantamount to a catastrophe. A casual strike by the monk Nascent Soul can break the bones of the monk who formed the alchemy, just like the power of the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.
Therefore, although the four of them have their own special features, it is still a dream to defeat the three Nascent Souls. Feng Li wanted Wen Ying to retreat first, but the situation was established, and they each cooperated. Once Wen Ying left first, he who was at the forefront was likely to be killed.
Under the bitter battle, except for Zhao Weizhi who just joined, all three were injured to varying degrees. Feng Li was the most injured, and he could use his real name flame to resist at first, but his spiritual power was not continuous, and it gradually became difficult to sustain under the huge consumption.
The Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting against him was the one lying on the ground licking the spiritual fluid. Seeing that he was injured by himself again, and the blood gushed out, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "I didn't expect, hahahaha, I didn't expect that I would also defeat Chi One day away from the Demon Lord! Back then, I was just an unknown junior, but I accidentally stained Lord Demon Lord’s robe and was almost killed. Now, I want to pay back a hundredfold!"
Feng Li sneered, "The fake Nascent Soul that was piled up with psychic liquid dared to act presumptuously in front of me."
"Lord Demon Monarch, I'm afraid I can only speak hard. So what about the fake Nascent Soul, if I can kill you in the illusion, I will really get what I want, hahahahahaha." The man laughed wildly.
Once such a delicate illusion dies in the illusion, the outside world is likely to die with it, and even if it does not die, it will leave unpredictable disasters.
Wen Ying wiped off a strand of blood from the corner of her lips, "I want to kill him, have you asked me?"
The man's expression was sarcasm, he didn't take it seriously, "You? Even Chili Demon Lord was defeated by me, just a middle-stage alchemy..." Before he finished speaking, there was a sense of danger from the bottom of his heart, so that his expression suddenly turned pale. slight change. The others also looked at each other in blank dismay, and slowed down their attacks, not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.
The spiritual power in the air froze like suspended dust for an instant, and frantically surged in one direction the next instant!
Wen Ying suddenly asked, "Little brother, do you think these people are annoying?"
Zhao Wei was taken aback and nodded.
"Does Ah Li think they are hateful?" She continued to ask.
Feng Li chuckled, endured the severe pain in his body, and said cruelly: "It's extremely detestable!"
"What about little master, these people are extremely stupid, they are deceived and think they are happy, should they be killed?"
Karma closed his eyes upon hearing this, and recited the Buddha's name.
At this moment, the crowd exclaimed, "What is this!"
I saw a burst of flames suddenly appeared in Wen Ying's heart as she asked a question.
However, the aura in the air was originally scattered thinly, but at this moment it quickly condensed together, like flowing hot slurry. There are giant hands between the heaven and the earth, stirring them, rushing towards the flame along the vortex track!
Staring at her half-sensual, half-beautiful face under the light of the flames, Yuanyuan was fascinated.
The strange scene that she had seen before appeared on her body again, advanced, the aura of the world was attracted by her alone, and her cultivation base soared like crazy.
Five layers of pill formation!
Six layers of pill formation!
Seven layers of pill formation!
…
Late peak!
The pill formation is complete!
Those who were injured, or harbored evil intentions, plotted secretly, or were still attacking stopped their hands in shock, and then, as if they heard a crisp "pop" in the air, as if something had broken its shell, Everything is quiet.
The first floor of the Nascent Soul Stage.
"So it's so easy to conceive a baby."
Wen Ying turned her head sideways, and then waved her hand, lightly brushing away the magic attacks coming from all directions as if she were treating dust.