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Since Zhuge Xiang killed Dugu Jue and those disciples on the same team, more than two months have passed, and in the past two months, Zhuge Xiang has hardly met any other disciples, and the experience bar is almost stuck, but these rìzi, Zhuge Xiang's life and career, but all of them have a certain degree of improvement.

The foundry master and the appraiser have all reached the point of the primary seven-grade, although the medicinal materials are lacking, Zhuge Xiang's pill pharmacist is progressing very slowly, but it has also reached the point of the primary five-grade, as long as the required materials are collected, they can start refining the secret medicine of the violent bear.

On this day, Zhuge Xiang refined a few more blood return pills, and took a deep breath, these rìzi, Zhuge Xiang's blood return pill and return qi pill, each no less than a thousand, as well as the cultivation of the casting profession, Zhuge Xiang didn't know how many high-quality magic weapons and equipment were decomposed, and re-forged, just for proficiency, among the mountains of magic weapons, there were no high-quality magic weapons anymore, and all of them were below the seven-star magic weapons refined by Zhuge Xiang.

"Senior Brother Mo, how long will my food last?" After identifying the few Blood Returning Pills that had just been baked, and putting them into the storage space, he turned his head and asked Mo Wuyan who was meditating and cultivating, Meditation and cultivation can not only maintain one's cultivation speed, but also reduce one's consumption of food.

When he opened his eyes, Mo Wuyan's eyes also carried a trace of sorrow and anxiety, and said: "The food we have left now, if according to the amount of food of ordinary people, is only enough to support the last half a month, and if you save a little, it should be able to support about a month."

"Is that so?" , Zhuge Xiang's eyes had a solemn look, and said: "We have been in this place of death for nine months, and the more than 1,000 disciples who came in are estimated to be almost dead, even if they snatch food, they can't take much, but according to the time, in the real world, an hour or two should have passed, and the rescue of the master should be almost there."

Thundered......

As if to confirm Zhuge Xiang's words, as soon as Zhuge Xiang's words fell, there was a violent roar between heaven and earth, as if the sky was collapsing, Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and could not hide their joy, obviously, it should be the rescue of the sect.

With the sound of roaring, the entire space of the land of death trembled, as if it might collapse at any time, and cracks in the space appeared, as if the space of this place of death was being attacked by a strong and incomparably strong outside, and this space was about to be shattered.

Far away in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, the Sanskrit sound that seemed to have existed since ancient times stopped for the first time, and then, a stream of light and shadow shot out from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, led by the black-haired and naked man, a pair of golden bone wings vibrate, behind him, the nine corpse kings guarded, and then followed behind, a group of stiff, densely flying, as for those ordinary zombies who have no ability to fly, they all roared in the sky......

Standing at the mouth of the cave, looking at the golden-winged corpse king rising into the sky, as well as the nine white-winged corpse kings, Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan didn't speak, such a lineup, once it is released, can the rescue team sent by the sect be able to stop it?

"He Fangxiao! Dare to disturb the Buddha's cultivation! The rich voice spit out from the mouth of the corpse king with golden bone wings, bursts of thick and rich light Buddha power, but emanated from his zombie body, and the golden-winged man led by him flew to the top of the land of death, stretched out his pair of golden zombie claws, grabbed the void, and tore it fiercely, boom, the space of the land of death was actually torn apart by his bare hands.

Cultivators, when they reach the extreme, they can survive the heavenly tribulation, tear the space, and enter the higher plane of immortals and demons, this golden-winged man, although he has not achieved the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but he tears the space with his bare hands, which can already be regarded as the means of the gods and Buddhas.

Tearing the space, the golden-winged man led the nine corpse kings, as well as thousands of stiffnesses, and flew out of the spatial crack together, through the spatial crack, he could see the scales and half-claws of the real world outside.

Blue sky and white clouds, you can see the dark clouds, the wind is cold, on the one hand, the Buddha power is all over the sky, mixed with the rich and incomparably rich breath of death, on the other hand, the demonic energy is monstrous, faintly you can see the face of Shura, and all kinds of spiritual treasures flickering, hitting the sky is dark, even in the land of death, you can feel the terrible power.

In this battle, Zhuge Xiang couldn't see it at all, he could only peek from the cracks in the land of death, and he didn't know how long the battle lasted, and finally, the golden-winged man exclaimed: "Shura Golem!" It is the fame of your Shura Ancestor, and today this Buddha is a face for your Shura Ancestor! ”。

With the exclamation of the golden-winged man, the battle ended quickly, but at the same time, the space of the Land of Death suddenly collapsed, and thousands of zombies, as well as Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan, were all wrapped in an invisible force and shot out......

From the real world, it can be seen that the golden-winged man, leading the remaining seven corpse kings, as well as hundreds of Mao Zhuang, was defeated under the attack of a huge Shura statue that was ten thousand feet high, and retreated in panic, but when he took it away, he slapped out with one palm and hit the black lotus in mid-air, and then thousands of lights splashed out, mixed with Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan, and thousands of ordinary zombies, splashed out together and scattered all over Yanling County.

In the void, more than a dozen elders stood in the air, looking at this scene, their faces were a little ugly, ordinary zombies, in their eyes, were just ants, but when they were leaving, they were also played by the other party like this, so many zombies were rampant, for a period of time, Yanling County was going to be busy.

"Let's go, blessings and misfortunes lie in ambush and blessings are relied on", the huge Shura Golem shrank rapidly, turning into a palm-sized one, and the golem actually spit out human words in its mouth, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master!" , Looking at the direction in which the shrunken Shura Golem left, more than a dozen elders of the Shura Sect spoke in unison, and then they also turned into streamers and fled towards the Endless Mountain Range.

Wrapped in invisible power, Zhuge Xiang didn't know where he fell, but when he came out, he saw the backs of those corpse kings leaving, and the huge golems that were a hundred feet high, more than a dozen elders, Zhuge Xiang knew that this was a battle between the powers of the virtual realm, and he didn't even have the qualifications to watch it.

This flight, I don't know how much distance I flew, Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan also separated, and when he landed, he found that he landed on a small hill, looking condescendingly, not far away, a city towering, the scale is not small.

Spreading his feet, Zhuge Xiang walked in the direction of the city, splitting the cultivation of the third layer of the Sky Realm, even if he didn't show his body, he was walking like the wind, like a fast horse.

It's only been half an hour, and Zhuge Xiang has already come to the gate of the huge city, and there are three big characters written on the gate of the city: Rakshasa City.

Rakshasa City!? Seeing the name of this city, Zhuge Xiang recalled it in his mind and remembered that this Rakshasa City is in the southernmost part of Yanling County, located on the edge of Yanling County, and the place where Lingtai County and Xiaoyao County meet.

If you go southeast for a day or two, you will enter the territory of Lingtai County, which is controlled by Tianlong Temple, and if you go to the southwest for a day or two, you will be Xiaoyao County, which is controlled by Tianjian Gate.

At the gate of the city, several guards guarding the gate have good cultivation on their bodies, located at the junction of Yanling County and Lingtai County, the cultivation of these guards is obviously stronger than the city guards in the hinterland of Yanling County, is it worthy of the city where the three counties are handed over, this Rakshasa City can actually see many Buddhist disciples wearing monk's clothes, as well as many sword cultivation disciples wearing cyan sword shirts.

Showing the black jade token representing the identity of his inner disciple, several guards at the city gate, with a respectful face, welcomed Zhuge Xiang into Rakshasa City, refused the guards to help him lead the way, Zhuge Xiang walked in, wandered around, saw a restaurant, didn't think about it, and walked in directly.

I stayed in the land of death for nine months, the food was tight, most of the food was some dry food and the like, and the beak was about to fade out of the bird, and when I returned to the real world, I naturally had to sacrifice my five internal organs temple.

The business of this restaurant is really hot, and after a glance, there is no free place, and these diners, more or less, have good cultivation on their bodies, which makes Zhuge Xiang secretly surprised in his heart, there are too many cultivators here, right?

However, I don't have the leisure to think so much, Zhuge Xiang's primary goal now is to have a good meal, walked to the second floor of the restaurant, it is still hot, but the window position, there is actually an empty one, Zhuge Xiang took a horizontal step, sat up, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, first come two pots of good wine, then two catties of beef, a few side dishes."

With Zhuge Xiang's words, the shopkeeper trotted over, but with some embarrassment on his face, he said: "That, guest officer, can you give up a position, this position can't be sitting."

"Can't sit? It's in a good location, and it's close to the window, so why can't you do it? Raising his eyebrows, Zhuge Xiang asked.

"This position has always been set by Miss Su Huayu of the Shura Sect, others can't sit, if Miss Su comes, it's so small that it's hard to explain", nodding his head, the shopkeeper said in a low voice, with a look of horror on his face, as if this Miss Su was a man-eating tigress.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the shopkeeper, Zhuge Xiang himself was born as a beggar, understood the sorrow of these people living at the bottom of the society, and did not want to embarrass him, so he nodded and got up.

However, at this time, the red shadow flashed, with a touch of floral fragrance, a woman in a red dress, standing at the table, clapped her hand, a short knife slapped on the table, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she shouted coquettishly: "Where did you come from, do you know the rules?" Also dare to sit in the position of nǎinǎi? Don't get the hell out of the way for me? ”。 (To be continued.) )