After experiencing several catastrophes in the world of cultivation, practitioners had a certain understanding of the Shura's cultivation process.
Most Shuras relied on devouring the flesh and blood of practitioners and attaching themselves to the spiritual veins to absorb spiritual power to speed up their cultivation. But in another case, Shuras could enhance the strength of individual Shuras through special means of inheritance.
When a Shura reached the Dharma Plane, its accompanying spiritual treasure often contained a considerable part of the Blood Shura's cultivation essence. It was precisely because of this part of essence that the treasure, which had not gone through the Thunder Tribulation, could be compared to a real spiritual treasure in the hands of the Shura.
When a Blood Asura perished, if its accompanying spiritual treasure was obtained by other Great Asuras, these Great Asuras would be able to inherit part of the Blood Asura's bloodline essence contained in the accompanying spiritual treasure, which would allow their cultivation base to rise.
This group of Mara, who had retreated from the depths of the swamp, wanted to inherit the accompanying spiritual treasure of the deceased master and intended to give birth to a Blood Shura. That was why these Shuras had stopped here and did not scatter in all directions.
A total of five cultivators from the Supreme Profound Sect, led by the Eighth Senior Brother, were stealthily sneaking towards the place where Junior Brother Lin had discovered where the Asuras were gathered. However, they never noticed that there was a cloud of mist two or three miles behind them.
The Eighth Brother, who was walking at the front, inadvertently glanced at Junior Brother Lin, who had fallen behind. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then a dim light flashed in his hand, and a talisman flashed in his palm.
"We're here, it's right there!"
The Eighth Brother's voice rang in the ears of the other four!
An object that looked like a tree root was being worshiped by the Shuras, and a strange power was flowing on the surface of the object. Lu Ping followed behind the practitioners of the Taixuan Sect and carefully observed the object. He found that the object itself did not have the kind of vitality that a real spiritual treasure had, but an unfamiliar power, and this power seemed to be gradually dissipating with the passage of time, but the process of dissipation was slow and not easy to detect.
Around the place where the accompanying spiritual treasure was placed, a total of four Great Shuras, who were only a step away from the Blood Shura, each occupied a position. It seemed that they were guarding the treasure, but also seemed to be confronting each other.
"Do it!"
After the Eighth Brother and the others made some arrangements, the other four people each launched an attack on an Asura, and they retreated after one attack. The four Asuras took the opportunity to counterattack. The Eighth Brother took the opportunity to grab the Companion Spirit Treasure placed in the center and ran away. At the same time, he let out a long whistle, signaling the other four people to retreat as soon as possible.
The other four were only trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain. In the beginning, they did not entangle with the four Asuras. Seeing that their Eighth Senior Brother had succeeded so easily, they all fled in the direction that their Eighth Senior Brother had escaped.
When the four Asuras saw that the treasure they had been fighting over had been snatched away by the cultivators of the Human Clan, they all roared in anger. Suddenly, dozens of corresponding voices rang out from all around, all of them trying to block the path of the five people from the Supreme Mystery Sect.
However, the five cultivators from the Supreme Mystery Sect were all at the late-stage of the Core Forging Realm. Their leader, the Eighth Senior Brother, was one of the top experts among the third-generation disciples of the Supreme Mystery Sect. When the five of them joined forces, they could even fight against the Dharma Idol Laozu. How could the Asuras who were blocking their way be a match for them?
Instead, they were killed by them. However, this also affected the speed of the five people. The four Great Asuras behind them were constantly changing their forms. Some turned into a stream of water, some plunged into the low thorns growing in the swamp, some turned into a breeze, and some turned invisible. The distance between them and the five people was getting closer and closer.
"Eighth Senior Brother, this way!"
Junior Brother Lin's movement technique was the most brilliant. He had previously scouted the area where the Asuras gathered, so he was the most familiar with the terrain here.
The five cultivators from the Supreme Mystery Sect charged forward for tens of li. Under the leadership of Junior Brother Lin, they finally broke through the encirclement of dozens of Asuras. However, the four Great Asuras were still in hot pursuit.
"Join forces to repel them, or take the opportunity to kill one or two!"
The Eighth Senior Brother gritted his teeth and said, "We have consumed a lot of energy in this attack. If we continue to escape, the Zhenqi in our bodies will not be enough. It is better to turn back and fight them now. Although the four Asuras are troublesome, we still have a chance!"
The other four disciples of the Supreme Mystery Sect could be said to be obedient to the Eighth Senior Brother. They immediately slowed down their speed. When the four Asuras behind them saw that the five people had no strength left, they suddenly let out a long hiss of excitement and immediately accelerated their speed.
However, just as the four Asuras approached, the five people suddenly turned around and tacitly launched an attack on an Asura that had just emerged from the flowing water.
The four Asuras were fighting on their own and lacked tacit understanding. This time, one of the Water Asuras was seriously injured by the five people, and half of its body turned into flowing water and floated in the air.
Originally, these four Asuras would not be so weak. In this group of Asuras, there was a Xiumo equivalent to the peak of the Core Forging Realm. When this Xiumo was present, together with the four Asuras, they could often exert great power. This was also the reason why this group was able to smoothly break out of the center of the swamp under the siege of human cultivators and snatch a Companion Spiritual Treasure.
However, it was precisely because of this that these four Shuras, who were originally only one step away from becoming Blood Shura, wanted to use the essence of Blood Shura contained in the Spiritual Treasure that inherited the secret skill to successfully advance to the Dharma stage.
The four Asuras refused to give in to each other, and in the end, they formed a stalemate. Because of this, the entire group lost its restraints. Although the Xiumo had a high status in the group, the Shura's Companion Spiritual Treasure was useless to it, and it could not decide who the treasure belonged to. In the end, it could only let it be.
However, this Xiumo quickly targeted a human cultivator in the late Core Forging Realm. Through intuition, this Xiumo felt that this human cultivator contained a huge amount of Divine Will. Through the Soul Devouring Secret Technique, the Xiumo believed that if it could kill this human cultivator and devour his Divine Will, it would definitely be able to use this opportunity to advance to the Dharma phase.
Therefore, the Xiumo immediately used a secret technique to summon the Asuras from nearby groups to attack this cultivator. Although this group was directly under the control of the four Great Asuras at the peak of the Core Forging Realm, this Xiumo could be said to be the fifth leader of this group, so naturally, no Asuras would disobey his orders.
However, although this person's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Core Forging Realm, his strength was really strong. Fortunately, this Xiumo was also very patient. After tracking this cultivator for three days, finally waiting for the moment when the cultivator's Zhenqi was exhausted, the Xiumo was overjoyed and immediately launched a sneak attack on this person.
Once the Xiumo devoured the Divine Will and became a Blood Demon, the Xiumo would be the number one expert in this group. The entire group would return to its protection, and the four Asuras who were originally above it would also listen to its orders.
However, this beautiful dream, which was carefully woven by the Xiumo, ended in tragedy. The human cultivator had not exhausted his Zhenqi, it was clear that he was deliberately baiting it!
However, Xiu Mo's realization was too late. After Lu Ping used the Seven Thunder Treasures Gourd to incinerate him, one of the four Asuras was severely injured. Lu Ping's Seven Thunder Treasures Gourd was also reduced to ashes.
However, just as the Eighth Brother roared, "Good!" and was ready to command the other four to attack another Asura, Junior Brother Lin suddenly launched a sneak attack on a disciple of the Xuan Sect next to him.
"Junior Brother Lin, what are you doing!"
"Ah!"
With a scream, the Xuan Sect disciple burst into blood from his chest under the shocked roar of the Eighth Senior Brother!
Junior Brother Lin's face was solemn, and his figure had already quickly pulled away from the other three Xuan Sect disciples after the successful attack. His escape technique was extremely fast, and the Eighth Senior Brother and the others could not catch up with him, so they quickly gave up the attack on the other Asura and withdrew.
"Bastard, Lin Mohui, why are you doing this to me? Attacking your own Senior Brother, aren't you afraid of being severely punished by the sect's rules?"
The Eighth Senior Brother pulled over the Xuan Sect disciple whose core space had been broken by Junior Brother Lin, but he was already dead. Looking at Junior Brother Lin standing opposite him, the Eighth Senior Brother's face was gloomy and terrible!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
With three muffled sounds, the bodies of the three Asuras suddenly exploded in mid-air, and three cultivators suddenly appeared around Junior Brother Lin. The one in front was the youngest, and he said with a smile, "Junior Brother Lin Mohui will naturally not be punished by the rules of the Xuan Sect. He was originally a disciple of the Xuan Sect, and he killed several of your disciples. The Xuan Sect will not be able to reward him in time, let alone punish him according to the rules. Brother Qi Nan, how have you been! "
"Junior Brother Lin, you actually betrayed the sect!"
"It's the 'Rushing Thunder Three Swords' of the Xuan Sect!"
The Eighth Senior Brother Qi Nan looked at the three people in front of him. These 'Rushing Thunder Three Swords' were also the best among the third generation disciples of the Xuan Sect. If there was only one of them, Qi Nan thought that he could be on par with him, but now that the three of them had appeared together, it was obvious that they were here to kill, and naturally, they would not give him a chance to fight alone.
Although Senior Brother Qi Nan's expression was ugly, his tone was still calm. He asked Junior Brother Lin, "Junior Brother Lin, I didn't think that you were actually from the Xuan Sect!"
"I say, after obtaining this Primordial Spirit Treasure this time, breaking through the encirclement was a little too easy. I think that the three of you must have cut off many of the surrounding Asuras, right? You let us snatch the Primordial Spirit Treasure from the group of Asuras, and then sat back and watched as we fought the Asuras. Both sides suffered, and then the three of you reaped the benefits. What a good plan! "
Junior Brother Lin smiled at Qi Nan and the others, but did not say a word!
The 'Rushing Thunder Three Swords' looked at each other, as if tacitly agreeing!
Qi Nan turned to the Xuan Sect disciple who had spoken earlier and said, "Junior Brother Lin has quite a promising future in our sect, but this time you all exposed him so easily. Could it be that the 'Rushing Thunder Three Swords' are so confident that you can keep all three of us here?"
As soon as Qi Nan's voice fell, an imposing aura rose from Junior Brother Lin's body. This time, even Qi Nan's expression changed. "Ninth Core Forging Stage, good, good. I didn't think that Junior Brother Lin had hidden his strength so deeply!"
In a cloud of fog three miles away, Lu Ping's face revealed a light smile. "This is getting more and more interesting. I wonder who is the sandpiper and clam, and who is the fisherman!"
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