Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

[Name]: Yue Baixi

[Information]: Second Realm Magical Immortal Master

Yue Baixi's face was as heavy as water, suspended in mid-air, overlooking the entire inn. With a gentle wave of his hand, without making a sound, groups of Fengjia troops broke through the door and rushed into the inn.

Ironclad and dense!

aggressive!

But if there is resistance, kill them on the spot!

Soon, the entire inn was controlled by the Fengjia Army. Yuan Baixi's face in mid-air became more and more gloomy, and his expression suddenly condensed:

"There are mana fluctuations."

With that said, he flew down to a tea shop in the distance. He floated down lightly and scanned the entire tea shop. No one dared to breathe. Yuan Baixi snorted coldly and asked:

"Did someone show up just now?"

"Yes."

The owner of the tea shop stood up and said tremblingly:

"Back to my lord, that person appeared out of thin air in the villain's tea shop."

"Where now?"

"Just left, left from there."

"brush!"

Yue Baixi flew out of the tea shop and landed on the street. He saw a lot of people walking around and there was no trace of Lu Chen. For a moment, his heart was furious and his face was as gloomy as rain.

Lu Chen used the Five Ghosts Huntian Technique to leave the inn. After escaping, he left Fengxian Town and flew to Toad Island with his sword. Halfway through, he started to perform the Universe Reflection Technique.

Spreading his left hand, a scene appeared in front of him.

That's the Akutagawa River.

In the surging river, a large tank swayed across the river to the north. In the large tank, sitting a monk with his eyes closed, it was Master Baoshu. Lu Chen grinned and saw Master Baoshu suddenly opened his eyes and pointed. .

The fingers are getting bigger.

"Click~"

The scene in front of him shattered instantly.

"Ouch~"

Lu Chen was startled when the spell was broken. The spiritual energy in his body almost reversed. His spiritual energy was not enough and he almost fell from the air. Fortunately, he recovered after taking a few breaths.

He stepped on the sword and hovered in mid-air, thought for a moment, then turned around and flew towards Jiuqiao Mountain with his sword.

Master Baoshu retracted his fingers and said coldly:

"Why is Xiaoxiao spying on this poor monk?"

"Where are you, rat?"

The voice echoed in the Akutagawa River, but no one responded. He frowned for a moment, stood up and jumped out of the vat, stepped on the Akutagawa River, picked up the vat and ran all the way.

Rushing up to the river bank in one breath, and walking quickly, I finally saw a black mountain and the stone tablet.

"Jedi Jiuqiao Mountain!"

Master Baoshu's face changed. He held the alms bowl in his hand and strode towards Jiuqiao Mountain. All the way to the foot of Jiuqiao Mountain, looking up at the thousand-meter black mountain, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Very good, very good, this is the place where a poor monk can be respected!"

When Lu Chenfei arrived at the foot of Jiuqiao Mountain, Master Baoshu was climbing the mountain step by step. With every step he took, Jiuqiao Mountain trembled a little, and countless ghosts emerged from all over Jiuqiao Mountain.

“Chi Chi Chi~~~”

"Hahaha~~~"

"Jiejiejie~~~"

"Hey hey hey~~~"

"Baa baa baa~~~"

All kinds of animals, countless cows, ghosts, snakes, and ghosts, as well as many humanoid ghosts, covered the sky and the sun. They all laughed wildly and opened their mouths to breathe in Master Baoshu:

"Suck~~"

"Suck~~"

No ghost can do anything to gain access to the treasure tree.

However, countless ghosts gathered together, and the suction force was so terrifying that even Master Baoshu, a second-level magic master, could not stop them.

Wisps of life floated out from Master Baoshu's head and were eaten by countless ghosts.

"Jiejiejie~~"

The ghost laughed wildly, and Master Baoshu's footsteps became heavier and heavier, but he never stopped, and the energy in his body seemed to be endless.

step!

Two steps!

In the blink of an eye, Master Baoshu reached halfway up the mountain.

"Who is it? Who is climbing the mountain?"

An angry shout resounded on Jiuqiao Mountain, and Jiuqiao Mountain shook violently. A cave appeared in the mountain, like a hole in the human body, and a figure floated out of it.

It's the red-browed old ghost!

Its lower body is made of smoke, and its upper body is humanoid. It is extremely tall, wearing a black robe, holding a five-meter-long hooked sickle in its hand, and has a pair of long eyebrows.

Red as blood.

Fluttering!

[Name]: Red-browed old ghost

[Information]: Lord of Jiuqiao Mountain, Ghost King

"The old immortal with red eyebrows is lawless~"

"The old immortal with red eyebrows is lawless~"

Countless ghosts screamed excitedly, their voices piercing the sky. The old ghost with red eyebrows looked down, Master Baoshu raised his head, their eyes met, tit for tat.

"You want to stop this poor monk?"

"You can't climb mountains!"

Meng Yao lay on top of Lu Chen's head, holding his cheek with his little hand, and asked:

"Brother, are they going to fight?"

"We have different paths, so we are destined to compete!"

"Oh~~"

Meng Yao seemed to understand. Lu Chen watched carefully and saw the red-browed old ghost flashing out of thin air behind Master Baoshu. He swung an exaggerated hook and sickle in his hand and cut off his head.

"Suppress the demon!"

Master Baoshu shouted angrily, and the one hundred and eight demon-suppressing orbs around his neck lit up with golden light.

"Boom~"

Jiuqiao Mountain shook, and a fierce battle broke out.

Up and down the mountain!

Ghost Monk!

Fight to the death, fight to the death!

The battle was fierce, Master Baoshu was decapitated by the red-browed old ghost with a scythe, and then fought with his head raised, using the demon-suppressing orb to smash the one-foot-long ghost body of the red-browed old ghost.

"Blowing Cloud Technique!"

The red-browed old ghost regrouped, opened his mouth and spit out a black cloud, and fled in panic.

"Hahaha~"

Master Baoshu looked up to the sky and laughed, then climbed up Jiuqiao Mountain with his head raised.

Transform yourself.

Transformed into a hundred-foot-long ancient tree!

On this day, Jiuqiao Mountain changed owners. Master Baoshu transformed into an ancient forbidden demon tree and took root in Jiuqiao Mountain with eight hundred thousand ghosts as nourishment!

[Name]: Forbidden Demon Ancient Tree

[Information]: A man cannot live without a head, and a tree dies without roots.

Lu Chen withdrew his gaze, held his sword finger in his hand, and chased the red-browed old ghost with his sword. The night was dark and the wind was high, the sky was high and the sky was wide. He flew all the way, but there was no trace of the red-browed old ghost.

"Brother, why are we chasing him?"

Lu Chen grinned and said quietly:

"Revenge."

"Oh~"

Meng Yao pulled a strand of Lu Chen's long hair to flutter in the night wind, nodded her little head, and then remembered that the big bad guy just now was the culprit of her death.

She was so happy when she thought that her brother was always thinking of her, and she asked:

"Brother, can we catch up?"

"Try again."

Lu Chen hovered in mid-air and sighed. Just now, Master Baoshu was at his side, and he had scruples. Now it seemed a little too late to pursue him. He reached into his arms and took out the last talisman on his body.

The talisman is lit.

The green smoke curls into the netherworld!

Green smoke gathered in mid-air, gradually forming the face of an old ghost with red eyebrows. He looked down at Lu Chen and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Oh, Yuan Zhen, the Immortal Lord is such a noble person who forgets things so much."

"Ahem~"

The red-browed old ghost coughed violently, and cracks appeared on his face, as if they were about to disappear.

"Ugh~"

Lu Chen had quick eyes and quick hands. He raised his hand and two sword stars flew out. When he stirred the red-browed old ghost's face, the sting shattered into pieces. He squeezed the magic formula with his hand, stretched out his hand and forcibly absorbed a black aura.

Lu Chen's hands changed, he quickly formed seals, and said silently:

"The Universe Imaging Method!"

Spreading his left hand, a picture appeared in front of him.

It was a dark room. A group of people were worshiping around the altar. A black figure appeared on the altar. It was the red-browed old ghost. He had disheveled hair and cracks on his face. He roared angrily:

"Soul, more soul!"

As he spoke, he swooped forward with his huge hooked sickle, passed directly through a person's body, and picked out a human-shaped shadow. He opened his mouth and sucked it directly into his mouth.

"Run! Ah~"

"Old immortal, spare your life, spare your life~"

"No, no, no!"

The room was instantly in chaos, and a group of people ran for their lives in fear. In the blink of an eye, they were all harvested by the red-browed old ghost. He looked up to the sky and roared:

"Not enough, far from enough!"

Just as he was about to leave through the door, he suddenly turned back.

"Click~"

The scene on his left hand was shattered. Lu Chen's breath was stagnant. His spiritual energy almost reversed again, but quickly returned to normal. He took a long breath and said coldly:

"Ten miles north!"

"bass!"

Then Lu Chen stood up with his sword and flew north.