Immortal Mansion Longevity

"This failed?!"

Looking at the holy fire sword without the tip, Liu Yu's pupils shrank and his heart shook.

It feels a little incredible, and after thinking about it carefully, it is taken for granted, but regret is inevitable.

If the existence of Lingbao, which is enough to destroy the world, can be easily refined, then the world would have been messed up long ago.

The seven set foot on the central floating island again, looking at the broken holy fire sword, and it was quiet and terrifying for a while.

"Why is this?!"

Looking at the broken blade, Tang Tianbao's eyes were slightly red, and his mood was very uneasy.

The dignified base-building peak cultivator has a face full of disappointment, but he can imagine how much this matter has hit him.

"..."

In this situation, Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen and others also looked heavy and were very depressed.

Although they didn't have the heavy mission of Tang Tianbao, they didn't falsify their feelings for the sect at all, and they could fully empathize with them.

Seeing the Sacred Fire Sword that failed to refine, and recovered from a series of changes, Liu Yu was moved.

"Failure in refining is not necessarily a bad thing for me."

The thought flashed through his mind.

The power of Lingbao destroys the sky and destroys the earth, and the activation of the Nascent Soul cultivator is very limited, and he can only exert a very small part of his power, and it is even more difficult to use it continuously.

Only when you reach the realm of transformation, can you more easily activate the spiritual treasure.

If the holy fire sword is successfully refined, even if Liu Yu reaches the golden core realm, he will still not be able to activate it, let alone refine it.

For a long time, it was no different from not getting it.

But at the moment, the refining has failed, and the holy fire sword is still at the level of a magic weapon, but its power surpasses that of the magic weapon by too much, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

If you can win this sword, you can form a golden elixir in the future, and you can refine it. Even if you can only exert a part of your power, it is still a powerful hole card.

With the power of this sword, it is no problem to traverse the golden core realm!

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's heart warmed, but there was nothing strange on his face, so he couldn't hold back for the time being.

...

The sea of ​​fire was raging, and the fragments of the floating island continued to drop sand and stones, splashing ripples on the magma lake.

"Three thousand years of hard work, is it all in vain?!"

"In order to refine this sword, the mountain gate was ruined, and the sects were killed and injured countless times, and the sect was in a state of collapse."

"Patriarch, your choice back then may have been really wrong."

"The disciple is incompetent and cannot assume the responsibility of ZTE!!"

Tang Tianbao murmured, reproaching himself and suffering in his words.

There was a little doubt about the correctness of Tianhuo Zhenjun's choice back then.

After a few breaths, he held back the sadness in his heart and stepped forward step by step, wanting to leave the secret realm with this sword.

The other six followed closely behind, also walking towards the small pit where the holy fire sword fell.

magic weapon!

What a familiar vocabulary, for the Foundation Establishment cultivator, it is often heard.

But the number of times most cultivators have seen it with their own eyes is very limited.

So familiar, so far away, and so unfamiliar!

Now that there is a chance to get in touch, even if there is no idea of ​​taking it as their own, everyone wants to observe it up close, and even touch it with their own hands.

"If the "traitor" of the Sacred Fire Cult wants to do something, now is the best time."

After flashing this thought, Liu Yu secretly paid attention to the movements of the people around him.

He suddenly noticed that Zhou Ziwen's eyes flickered, and he slowly touched the storage bag with one hand.

Uncle Yang, Zishan and other disciples were all focused on the holy fire sword at this time, and did not pay attention to this person's small movements.

"Fishing in muddy waters."

"Watch the fire from the other side."

All the signs indicated that Zhou Ziwen was the most likely traitor, but Liu Yu had no idea of ​​reminding him at all.

It would be in his best interest for both sides to lose both.

"Tap"

Under Liu Yu's gaze, Tang Tianbao came to Xiaokeng and was about to bend over to pick up the holy fire sword.

And Zhou Ziwen's hand has been pressed on the storage bag.

In the meridians, pure and deep mana secretly revolves.

The mind connected with the two superb spiritual weapons, the molten fire knife and the Chiyan Pagoda. In Liu Yu's dark as ink pupils, there seemed to be a cyan fire jumping.

He is ready to make a move, and once he fights later, he will act accordingly.

As long as there is a suitable opportunity, we will make a decisive move and strive to inflict heavy damage on the monks of the Holy Fire Cult!

On the eve of getting ready to start, time seems to be extraordinarily slow.

Bending down slightly, Tang Tianbao's hand slowly touched the holy fire sword.

The distance is getting closer, and it is about to be reached!

"Clanging"

Between the electric light and flint, a cold light suddenly appeared.

With lightning speed, he stabbed at Tang Tianbao's vest, with a strong murderous intent!

In Liu Yuling's senses, a strong killing intent suddenly appeared, and there was no longer any intention to hide it.

The shooter was Zhou Ziwen!

The distance between the two was less than 20 meters, and when such a short distance was attacked, the normal monk had no time to react.

Liu Yu's consciousness keeps an eye on everyone and notices it as soon as he takes action, but in order to take advantage of the fisherman, he chooses to pretend to be indifferent.

Such a precious magic weapon, if it is finally captured, there will be no rumors.

Otherwise, it must be a disaster, even hiding in the sect is useless.

Maybe the ones who shoot are those uncles and uncles who are "amiable and amiable" on weekdays.

If he carries the holy fire sword magic weapon, even if he has the sect as his backing, Liu Yu still can't rest assured and doesn't want to leak any news.

Therefore, all the monks present cannot leave a living mouth!

He never placed his own safety on the promises of others, and never tested humanity!

In the heart of the immortal cultivator, the whole world is corrupted!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's heart, and the surging killing intent surged in his chest, but he did not reveal the slightest.

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and gradually returned to calm.

It's too late, it's too soon!

The base-building cultivator's spiritual sense was already sharp enough. Tang Tianbao's palm was about to touch the holy fire sword when he felt a sharp murderous intent suddenly appear behind him.

"not good!"

He suddenly thought of the traitor who leaked the news of the secret realm, his eyes showed a look of horror, and the mana shield instantly appeared around him.

However, the distance between the two is too close, and it is too late to do more in a short period of time.

Tang Tianbao turned his head suddenly, the black knife driven by Zhou Ziwen flashed a cold light, and it was close at hand.

The black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon. With the basic mana shield of the foundation-building cultivator, it is almost impossible to resist, and death seems to be inevitable!

In Tang Tianbao's pupils, the cold light of the black knife was reflected, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes were split, but deep anger, deep unwillingness and regret arose in his heart.

He can't die!

"I'm dead, what about the Holy Religion?!"

Tang Tianbao flashed this thought.

He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that the holy religion would be cut off from now on.

The sect has been weakened to the extreme, and there really cannot be any accidents!

Thinking of the fallen elders, the last words of the holy sons of all dynasties, and the mission he carried, Tang Tianbao felt extremely unwilling!

At the juncture of life and death, time seemed to slow down, and many memories of the past flashed quickly in his mind.

"Do not!!!"

With a roar, Uncle Yang had experienced countless dangers at his age, and he was the quickest to respond with rich experience.

At a critical juncture, he bravely stepped forward.

I don't know what method was used, but he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Tianbao, holding up a **** light curtain with his hands.

But obviously, this kind of secret technique consumes a lot of vitality, and the cost of using it is extremely serious.

After the teleportation, Uncle Yang's breath and spiritual pressure were both rapidly weakened, and his already wrinkled face became even older!

"Hehe~"

Zhou Ziwen's usually unsmiling face showed a low and cruel smile, and there was a flash of extreme madness in his eyes, and he didn't mean to stop.

At the same time as he started, the spiritual pressure all over his body rose rapidly, on par with Tang Tianbao.

The pinnacle of foundation building!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ziwen calculated everything, and while controlling the black pocket knife, he also took out a stack of second-order talismans.

Quickly stimulated, it turned into a series of second-order spells, and shot at Zishan, Liu Yu and others.

"Netherworld Black Wind Technique", "Kwai Water Thunderbolt Technique", "Golden Wind Scattering Technique"

The black gust of wind, the shocking black thunder, the ecstasy of the golden wind...

In an instant, the second-order talismans were stimulated and turned into powerful spells of various attributes that swept away to the crowd.

"Uncle Yang!"

"Flick away!"

Looking at the figure blocking him, Tang Tianbao's eyes were split, and a feeling of emotion filled his chest instantly.

He realized something and immediately sent a sound transmission.

In this intriguing world of immortal cultivation, this kind of giving without asking for anything in return is especially precious!

The old people and the congregation in front of them have already paid too much for the sect, and they should enjoy their old age!

"..."

But when Uncle Yang received the sound transmission, he just smiled silently, and didn't mean to move at all!

The reaction speed of the Foundation Establishment cultivator is much faster than that of ordinary people, and within the same time, he can do more things.

The series of reactions from everyone was actually just two short moments.

"Bang"

The black knife turned into a cold light, hitting the blood-colored light curtain held up by Uncle Yang.

Just like broken glass, the blood-colored light curtain only lasted for a moment before being shattered by a single blow.

The black knife didn't stop, and under Tang Tianbao's unbelievable gaze, it passed through Uncle Yang's chest, leaving a blood hole the size of the mouth of a bowl.

When death came, Uncle Yang's face flashed complex and reminiscence, and then he lost his spirits.

It is not surprising that this situation occurs. Zhou Ziwen is at the pinnacle of foundation building, and the black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon, and he has been preparing for it for a long time.

The combined full blow of the two cannot be underestimated by any Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Although Uncle Yang is also at the pinnacle of foundation building, his age is already high and his strength is already declining.

Moreover, the time is too urgent, even if the self-destruction secret technique is used, it will not be able to exert much strength.

However, after the moment he had fought for with his life, Tang Tianbao finally took out a red round shield and hurriedly injected mana to block it in front of him.

But how could the hastily activated defensive spiritual tool resist Zhou Ziwen's full blow?

"Bang"

There was a dull roar, and between the electric light and flint, the black knife had already bombarded the red round shield.

next moment,

Even with the shield and the people, they flew away together.

However, with the buffer, Tang Tianbao did not lose his life, but was seriously injured.

"puff"

After flying more than twenty feet to the ground, he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest was blood red and bloody.

Before he had time to think about it, Tang Tianbao immediately took out an extremely precious healing elixir and swallowed it, then looked at Uncle Yang.

From his perspective, he could only see Uncle Yang's back.

Through the large hole in his chest, one could see Zhou Ziwen's cruel smile and that crazy look.

"thump"

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and chest, and the elder of the Sacred Fire Cult fell to the ground with a thud, and the breath of life quickly passed away.

The blood flowed quickly, following the natural trajectory, all the way to the bottom of the pit.

The silver-white sword body was dyed dark red with blood.

This "Holy Sword" has added a three-point unknown color at this time.

One death and one serious injury, as for the other cultists, being blocked by spells cannot be stopped for the time being.

Once the blow was successful, Zhou Ziwen restrained his smile and looked calm.

As soon as he moved, he quickly swept to the small pit, and regardless of the blood that had not cooled down, he grabbed the holy fire sword in his hand.

When the mana is running, I want to put this sword in the storage bag.

However, for some unknown reason, it has not been able to succeed for a long time. After several attempts, all failed.

Don't have time to think too much, otherwise, Tang Tianbao and others will react and besieged, and the end will be bad luck!

Zhou Ziwen made a decisive decision, inserted the holy fire sword into his waist, and blasted away to the center of the floating island, obviously wanting to rush to the exit to escape from here.

A series of confrontations occurred within two breaths of time.

At this time, the black thunder that was inspired by Fu Lu was still at a stalemate with the blue light curtain propped up by Liu Yu.

"Zizi"

The light curtain supported by the body repair mana with the characteristics of the power of the stars, the defense power is very impressive under the full display, and the second-order high-grade Guishui thunderbolt can not be broken in one fell swoop.

His face was full of shock and anger, but his heart was calm as water, Liu Yu handled this thunder attribute spell with ease.

"Nice opportunity."

"Do you want to take action now?"

Watching the movements of Zhu Xiu all the time, Liu Yu saw through Zhou Ziwen's action intent at a glance, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

The only way for the other party to the third-floor exit of the secret realm is only eighteen or ninety feet away from him.

At this distance, if the Shining Secret Technique is used, suddenly appearing in front of him, there is a high possibility of one-hit kill.

"This person knows a lot of information."

"In this way, the news is likely to be leaked to Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect by this person."

"Tian Yizong is so well prepared, and it also has a special amulet made of real treasures. It should be the conspiracy of the holy fire sword."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's previous doubts were easily resolved, but new ones arose.

"The Holy Fire Sword has appeared, so where are the Tianyi Sect and the Tianmozong cultivators?"

"Paying such a high price, I don't believe that the two cases are just for a few resources in the secret realm."

He thought quickly.

The resources in the secret realm are of course extremely precious to ordinary monks, but for the two behemoths of Tianyizong and Tianmozong, that may not be the case.

For high-level monks, common resources are more readily available, and only rare resources and spiritual things can impress high-level monks.

For example, five hundred years of spirit grass, thousand-year-old spirit grass, magic weapons, ancient treasures...

"Let's look again."

"If you can't kill all of them, I would rather not take the Holy Fire Sword. Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and it will not be a loss."

After passing this thought, Liu Yu let Zhou Ziwen retire and did not choose to expose himself for the time being.

A mere foundation-building cultivator, but he carried the magic weapon that Jindan Yuanying cultivators coveted, and it was difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

Although he has already made a disguise, who knows if the high-level monks will have any strange secret techniques that can trace their tracks? !

These cultivators who had seen them with their own eyes were immortal, and Liu Yu could not feel at ease even with the holy fire sword.

After all, he is still just a foundation-building cultivator, in the middle and lower classes of the entire immortal world, and he is far from being able to act recklessly regardless of danger.

When we are weak, we still focus on being safe.

Just as Liu Yu was thinking for two breaths, Zhou Ziwen had already left the central floating island, stepping on the pieces of the floating island and quickly swept towards the exit.

While flying rapidly, he took out two special transmission notes, turned into two red streamers, and disappeared in the depths of the dark entrance and exit in a blink of an eye.

Apparently, this person is contacting "accomplices".

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes flashed indistinctly, "full strength" to destroy the Guishui Shenlei in front of him.

"bang bang"

Several consecutive roars came, Zishan and other three followers of the late foundation establishment broke through the spell blockade.

They had a panoramic view of the scene just now, and their faces were full of shock and anger. Without waiting for Tang Tianbao's orders, they hurriedly chased after Zhou Ziwen.

"Zizi"

At a stalemate with the blue light curtain, Guishui Shenlei consumed a lot of power, and the power changed from prosperity to decline.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Liu Yu finished paddling, swung the Dark Moon Sword to gain momentum, and slashed several sword lights in a row.

Lightweight!

"shhhhh"

The five black sword lights were almost in no particular order, and they all pierced into the black thunder.

After a few dull thunders, the black thunderbolt in front of him collapsed directly.

The thunderball collapsed and the arc splattered.

A few small traces of thunder rushed to Liu Yu's palm and arm, and immediately there was a slight tingling feeling.

But his physical body has been tempered by the power of the stars and the power of the yin, and the strength is not what it used to be, and the spell resistance has also been significantly improved.

A little aftermath of the spell, there is no major problem, and it does not affect the action at all.

"good."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, and was satisfied with the effect of "Xingchen Real Body".

Then he moved, followed behind the three people in Zishan, and quickly chased after Zhou Ziwen.

After all, the realm is a little lower, and the strength is naturally weaker. It is more reasonable to break the spell a little bit slower than the three, isn't it?

As long as he hasn't turned his face, he will continue to play the role. Liu Yu is a cultivated actor.

Several people chased and fled, quickly approaching the exit.

Although the four were chasing after him, Zhou Ziwen took the first step after all, so there was no danger of being caught up for the time being.

The distance between the two sides has never narrowed!

His face returned to a stern smile, but his demeanor was very different from before.

The eyes are no longer indifferent and distant, but fierce and decisive!

"Ding Ding Ding"

Relying on the excellent spiritual tools and higher cultivation base, Zhou Ziwen's escape route was almost without danger.

Seeing that the entrance was close in front of him, the man turned his head to look at Zishan and Liu Yu with a mocking look on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is laughing at the incompetence of several people.

The three Zishan were furious, but they were helpless.

They tried their best to activate the magic weapon and cast various magic attacks, but they were firmly resisted by the opponent.

"Hoohoo~"

Tang Tianbao was panting heavily, and the breath around his body became stable.

Swallowing an extremely precious healing elixir, although the injury has not healed, it has stabilized and can move.

It's just that the display of strength will inevitably be affected to some extent, and it is only about 80% of the heyday.

Looking at Zhou Ziwen, who had fled, Tang Tianbao was in pain, his face was hideous, and his eyes were red and watery.

"why!!"

A few words were squeezed out of his throat, his voice was low, and his voice was hoarse and choked.

Seeing that the other party was approaching the exit, Tang Tianbao took out the Holy Fire Order and played several magic tricks in a row, triggering the formation to block the exit.