Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

In the ruins of Yuanhai, in front of the witch altar, densely packed steel soldiers were grouped in twos, with blue flames spewing from their feet, and carrying their old relatives.

The limbs, tentacles and feelers of these former followers were all tied up with ropes engraved with talismans. Several stacks of yellow talismans were stuck on their foreheads, and no less than twenty coffin nails engraved with runes were stuck all over their bodies.

Of course, to be on the safe side, they also injected a liter of high-strength anesthetic into their bodies. Only three milligrams of this anesthetic produced by the Tianyi Palace is enough to knock down an adult dragon.

It was under this kind of multiple insurance that high-frequency shock particle short blades popped out from the wrists of these steel soldiers and cut the necks of these old followers.

These old relatives did not struggle at all, but their throats made gurgling sounds due to the large amount of air entering them.

On the altar, in front of Chi Li, the bronze wine jar engraved with Taotie patterns emitted strange dark red light.

The blood of the old relatives was captured by the dark red magic light before it fell to the ground, and the blood continued to flow into the wine jar.

As the blood in the wine jar grew brighter, the blood of the strange-looking former relatives was drained out.

With every breath, hundreds of thousands or even millions of their old relatives turned into mummies in the hands of these steel soldiers, and even their spirits and souls were drained away by these strange bronze wine jars.

"Suck, suck, suck!"

"Suck, suck, suck!"

"Suck, suck, suck!"

There were several blood-red peaches placed in front of the bronze wine jar, and on the side facing the wine jar, a series of changing human faces appeared at some point.

If Ma Shangfeng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that most of these faces are the targets of qi gathering.

Each face was greedily swallowing the blood in the wine jar like a starving ghost, until a look of satisfaction appeared on its face, and then the person with the peach face would turn into the next face.

"This witchcraft technique sounds mysterious, but the principle is actually very simple!" Chi Li leaned on his bone staff and watched the human-faced peaches greedily swallowing the sacrifices, while muttering:

"Everything in this world has its own destiny, especially those who have achieved success in cultivation. The Taoists believe in swallowing a golden elixir. My destiny is determined by my own hands!"

Ryan listened to the old man next to him, who no one suspected was a charlatan, talking about Taoism, and he couldn't help but look at him strangely.

Chi Li noticed his gaze, and he let out a sinister laugh, and said triumphantly:
"Don't think that I, an old man, really don't care about what's happening outside. I have also traveled through the three realms over the years.

Hehe, I also listened to the teachings of Laojun in the past, and presided over the Luotian Great Dharma Assembly as a celestial master. I have also been to Duobao’s Yulan Dharma Assembly more than once! "

Chi Li talked a little about his past, with an expression that he could not bear to recall the past, and soon turned the topic back to the art of witchcraft and killing.

"The most advanced curse-killing technique among the witches is not performed with magic power or witch power. That kind of curse-killing technique is inferior to that of the Buddhist and Taoist monks, who condense their primordial spirit and magic power into a perfect whole.
This kind of curse-killing technique cannot easily break through the protective aura, and will instead alert the enemy!"

Chi Li said quietly: "The real supreme killing curse technique is to destroy one's fate and ruin one's luck and practice. Even if a Daluo Jinxian is hit by this killing curse, he will be killed invisibly!"

"What the senior is talking about is the Seven Arrows Book!" Ryan has been practicing with Tang Song for so long, so naturally he has heard from Tang Song about some of the top killing weapons in the world of Yama.

After hearing Chi Li's words, the first thing he thought of was the method his boss mentioned.

"Have you heard of the Seven Arrows Book?" Chi Li glanced at Ryan, a little surprised.

Ryan nodded and said, "I heard from my boss that Zhao Gongming of Jiejiao was cursed to death by someone using the Seven Arrows Book!"

"It seems like you know a lot!" Chi Li sighed, "Yes, the Nail-Headed Seven Arrows Book is also the secret technique of my Wu Clan's Dongyi tribe. Later, due to an accident, this secret technique fell into the hands of outsiders!
That man killed quite a few Daluo with this spell!"

The misfortune that Chi Li was talking about was exactly the ten-day catastrophe that year. Before the war between the wizard and the demon, ten suns appeared together and scorched the vast land.

Houyi, the great wizard of the Dongyi tribe, shot down nine suns with arrows and put an end to the chaos.

However, Houyi, who killed the Demon Emperor's nine sons in a row, was also hated by the Demon Emperor. During the war between wizards and demons, the Dongyi tribe suffered heavy losses, and many of the wizard tribe's secret techniques were also taken away by the demon tribe.

The Seven Arrows Book is one of them.

During the calamity of the Conferred Gods, the young son of the Demon Emperor even used this curse to kill a Daluo Immortal from the Jie Religion.

"The Seven Arrows with Nailed Heads is about killing people with luck. The person who casts the spell must have great luck. It's like using a chicken egg to knock a stone. It's naturally impossible. If you want to break a stone, you must at least use another hard enough stone!

Oh, when these two stones collide, the one that was hit will break, but the other one will also be in big trouble!"

Chi Li looked at the row of peaches on the long table and said simply, "My spell is to use the essence of these evil spirits and blood to knock these hard stones.
Although it is not as silent as the Seven Arrows Book, it is better in that there is no need to find a scapegoat.
If you want to break the fate of these monks and their protective magic power, you have to exchange at least one out of a hundred for one!"

Ryan smiled when he heard this: "Please go ahead and do what you want, senior. These former evil demon followers are a business with no capital. Let alone a hundred for one, even if it's a million for one, we won't lose money!"

Chi Li gave Ryan a strange look and said, "You guys are really rich. Hmm, if I had known earlier, I should have asked for more compensation!"

Seeing that Ryan just smiled and said nothing, Chi Li sighed in his heart, looked at the row of blood peaches on the long table, and slammed the bone staff in his hand on the altar.

Countless black and red smoke flames shot out from the bottom of the staff and shot directly into the blood peach with a human face.

These evil spirits and the void formed an invisible vortex. Among the plump blood peaches with human faces, countless human faces made of blood-colored peach hairs rushed into the invisible vortex.

In the sea beyond the Beiming Sea, there were howling winds and snow, roars of explosions, and invisible whirlpools seemed to appear in the void.

One after another, invisible human faces emerged from the vortex, and floated through the Buddhist arrays and barriers. The protective Buddha light of the guardian Vajra, Arhat and monks fell on them.

Even the Golden Immortals and Bodhisattvas in the main formation seemed to see these invisible faces.

until
With two "whoosh" sounds, the two Dharma protectors howled miserably, and blood gushed out of their seven orifices. Suddenly, large patches of blood-red peach hair appeared all over their bodies.

These peach hairs seemed to grow out of their bodies, absorbing their essence and blood and growing wildly.

Until the bodies of the two Dharma-guarding Vajra turned into two mummies, fell to the ground and shattered into countless gray dust.
Almost at the moment when the two Dharma protectors fell, thousands of Dharma protectors and Arhats near and far vomited blood and fell to the ground at the same time.

A Bodhisattva in the main formation quickly came to an Arhat, pointed his finger, and a large amount of dew poured down, continuously healing the injuries on the Arhat's body.

But before the Arhat's injuries could be alleviated, he suddenly felt an itchy throat and could not help coughing, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with peach hair on it.

After one wave, hundreds of thousands of golden-bodied arhats, Dharma protectors, and monks all had blood flowing from all seven orifices, and large patches of peach hair grew wildly from their pores.

Vaisravana was shocked and furious, and joined forces with hundreds of golden immortal Bodhisattvas, including the Bodhisattva of the Purifier of the Altar, to spread the Buddha's light to exorcise demons. Layers of golden Buddha's light like blazing fire slowly fell on the injured monks, just like boiling soup poured on a snowman.

Sharp screams emanated from the wounded people. Shadows of human faces appeared on their faces, changing, screaming and distorting continuously.

The blood-red peach hair growing on their bodies was also ignited by the golden Buddha light, making it look like these monks were setting themselves on fire.

While the Buddhist formation was undergoing changes, countless gargoyles rushed over. Many of these gargoyles were holding oval metal pillars in their arms, and as these nuclear bombs entered the countdown,
Dense, thick and heavy layers and stacks of gargoyles, along with the nuclear weapons in their arms, suddenly exploded.

Amid the violent roar, three Buddhist formations, millions of Dharma protectors, monks and bhikkhus were all engulfed in the explosion.

In the Netherworld, in the Pingxin Temple, Amitabha looked at this scene through the Xuanguang Mirror and sighed:

"Good, good, good!"

With a bitter smile, Amitabha looked at Empress Pingxin:

"What a cruel method! The appearance of such evil creatures in Jambudvīpa is not a blessing for the three realms!"

Patriarch Subhuti looked at the army of gargoyles that covered the sky like a dark cloud in the Xuanguan mirror and was about to stand up.

Empress Pingxin's eyes fell on him and she chuckled, "Since you proposed the bet, and now you want to break it, I don't mind completely destroying Lingshan.

After all, when my Wu clan was left alone, I just watched and did nothing!"

Patriarch Subhuti was stunned when he heard this. Amitabha sighed and shook his head, saying, "Don't blame me, Madam. My brother is in an unstable state of mind. When I return this time, I will practice facing the wall for ten years!"

Empress Pingxin chuckled, glanced at the two of them, and then turned her gaze back to the Xuan Guang Mirror.

"Our focus is on the Netherworld, so the loss in the North Sea is no big deal!" Amitabha transmitted a message to Master Subhuti.

Master Subhuti just sat down again leisurely. As soon as he sat down, he met Laojun's meaningful eyes.

In the Great Desolate Star Region, a fireball so big that it had almost no boundaries hung in the sky, emitting endless light and heat.

The rest of the void is vast and dotted with stars, extending to infinity, as if it is the end of the starry sky.

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed by, as if a meteor streaked across the sky, breaking through the clouds and sky barriers from the boundless sky in the North Sea and going straight into the primeval world.

The man who came was wearing a yellow robe, and was tall, more than ten feet tall, with golden light radiating from his eyes, a fierce look, and an aura as unpredictable as clouds in the blue sky. He was none other than an old dragon that escaped from the Infinite Sky in the North Sea.

As the oldest dragon king among the eight dragons of Lingshan, this old dragon is the direct descendant of the ancestor dragon.
Later, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes suffered a great catastrophe and the dragon tribe declined. He was converted into the Western Religion by the Taoist Zhunti who "happened" to pass by and became the earliest of the Eight Dragon Kings among the Western Religion's guardian gods.

However, at this time, the old dragon was chased by the Taoist priest Tianqin and had no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth. He finally escaped from the Beiming Sky Realm. When he looked back, he saw a flash of light behind him.

The stream of light flickered, and each time it flickered, it became clearer and clearer. It was a Taoist priest with a tall hat and a gloomy face. Who else could it be but Tianqin Taoist?

"How come this thief bird came so quickly?"

In a hurry, the old dragon hid his body, created a cloud of light, and fled into the distance.

The old dragon is also an ancient demon god who has attained enlightenment. He is the guardian of Lingshan and one of the Eight Dragon Kings. His escape speed is naturally very fast. In an instant, he has already escaped thousands of miles across the Honghuang Star Region.

"what?!"

The old dragon, who was flying fast, suddenly stopped his cloud light, looked at the vast void in front of him, and snorted coldly: "Who is playing tricks here? Come out with me!"

The old dragon raised his hand and grabbed, the void shook, ripples in the air rippled continuously, like water waves spreading in all directions,

There were faint sounds of countless golden armors shaking inside, but they were only short-lived.

But this was enough. Lao Long knew that someone was ambushing him ahead. Although he knew who it was, he had no intention of fighting because of the pursuers behind him. He turned around and flew to the other side of the vast starry sky.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge force hit him hard on the back, causing him to stagger. Lao Long turned around and saw a "familiar" figure behind him, holding a seal and covering his face with his hand.

"Ying Zhao! How dare you plot against me!"

Although this guy had his face covered and was blocking his attacks with his hands, Lao Long still recognized at a glance who was attacking him from behind. He roared angrily, and his voice shook the starry sky.

"What Ying Zhao? You got the wrong person!"

While flatly denying it, Ying Zhao took out the seal and shook it in the air. The seal turned into the size of a mountain and smashed heavily on the old dragon's back. The old dragon staggered and fell directly into the void in front of him.

The void changed, and the old dragon fell directly into a vast and boundless world!

Ying Zhao quickly took action and picked up a painting from the void. In the painting, one could see a dragon baring its fangs and claws, riding on the clouds and mist, and destroying everything.

Ying Zhao waved his sword and drew nine talismans on the painting before rolling it up.

"This magic weapon of yours is somewhat similar to the Mountain, River and State Map in the hands of Goddess Nuwa!"

Ying Zhao held the scroll in his hand, and a beam of light landed on his side. Who else could it be but Kane?

"Thank you for your help, senior!" Kane nodded to Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao waved his hand and threw the scroll to him: "I only helped her out of her favor, not to help you.

I'll return the things to you. I can tell you in advance that your magic weapon plus my seal can only hold him back for two incense sticks at most!"

"Two incense sticks of time is enough!" Kane said in a deep voice as he took the Immortal Trapping Map made of 3,600 two-dimensional foils and fragments of thirty-six dimensional worlds.

"Yes, I was not mistaken. There are two innate auras on him. This old dragon should be carrying an innate spiritual treasure. Be careful!" Ying Zhao couldn't help but remind him, but when he saw Kane's calm look, he immediately understood.

"Are you here just for these two innate spiritual treasures?"

Kane just smiled and looked at the seal held in Ying Zhao's hand.

Seeing his expression, Ying Zhao said unhappily, "I have helped you so much, it's just a seal, so what if you lend it to me to play with for a few days!"

Kane looked embarrassed: "Senior, it's not that I'm stingy, but this Earth Seal is our boss's personal belongings, I really can't make the decision!"

"Okay, okay, I don't want it. I'll give it back to you!" Ying Zhao said as he threw the Earth-covering Seal in his hand towards Kane.

"It's just a little thing. Since you like it, I'll give it to you!"

A white hand grabbed the seal and threw it back to Ying Zhao.

(End of this chapter)