Immortal Mansion Longevity

The cyan flame spreads all over the blade in an instant, injecting mana, and the melting blade fully blooms with the powerful power that belongs to the best spiritual weapon.

"Whizzing"

The Qingyang Demonic Fire pulsated slightly, the green and red auras blended together, and the melting knife turned into a cyan-colored piece and shot out!

Before that, the shocking thorns had already been activated one step ahead, spanning a long distance.

In just over a split second, Liu Yu completed his lore.

After the magic fire refining Yuan, the advantage of pure mana is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

If the mana is not pure enough, the operation speed will not be so fast, and it is impossible to activate the magic weapon in a very short period of time to complete the lore!

On the other side, seeing several souls rushing towards Ren Hongyan, the eyebrowless male cultivator couldn't help but feel relieved, and unconsciously showed a smile.

This great enemy was finally removed.

He was even thinking about what method to use to make Ren Hongyan's primordial spirit and refine it into the peak of the foundation-building soul, so as to increase his strength a little bit.

The prototype of the primordial spirit at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment can't just be wasted like that.

It's just that the thought of the eyebrowless male cultivator has not fallen, but suddenly he feels an extremely powerful spiritual pressure, which appears not far away, and locks himself faintly.

"This direction is that shameless person!!!"

He sank in his heart, turned his head to look in awe, and saw Liu Yu with a completely different look and temperament.

Before he had time to think, the eyebrowless male cultivator felt an unbearable sting in his consciousness.

"Divine Consciousness Attack!"

He flashed the thought, and then his consciousness fell into a drowsiness, briefly losing his awareness of the outside world.

"not good!"

However, the eyebrowless male cultivator is after all a cultivator at the pinnacle of foundation establishment, and his consciousness is also stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, and he regained consciousness after a moment.

Following this, he saw a dazzling green and red horse train, which was already close at hand!

Realizing that he was at the point of life and death, the eyebrowless male cultivator was shocked and angry, his face twisted, and he tried his best to drum up his mana.

He tried his best to stimulate, a dark yellow handkerchief like a handkerchief in his hand.

Looking at its power, this dark yellow handkerchief is also a high-quality spiritual tool, but the dark yellow and soft color is like processed human skin.

It looks so eerie and creepy!

Taking advantage of the short period of time, just after the dark yellow handkerchief was activated to block in front of him, the eyebrowless male cultivator felt a sharp pain in his consciousness again, and immediately lost consciousness.

And without active control, the dark yellow handkerchief suspected to be made of human skin instantly dimmed a little.

At this time, the Molten Knife was already in sight!

Like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, the molten fire knife shone with the brilliance of blue and red, carrying an incomparably powerful power, and stabbed the dark yellow Luobu.

One side is a top-quality spiritual weapon, and it is ready to go all out.

One party is only a high-grade spiritual weapon, and without the active control of the master, the power can not be fully exerted.

As a result, naturally there is not much suspense!

"boom"

The incomparably sharp blade pierced the dark yellow handkerchief of the suspect's skin, and there was a dull sound.

Then, the Molten Knife quickly broke through.

The difference in power between the two was too large, and the dark yellow handkerchief could not stop it, and it quickly dented inward and raised a large bag.

Then, the big bag gets bigger and bigger.

At the same time when the two spiritual tools touched, the cyan flame also touched the dark yellow handkerchief, and the flames scorched violently.

Today's Qingyang Demon Fire is close to the ninth rank, and its power has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the beginning.

Even if it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, if it is directly scorched by the magic fire, it will not last long.

The dark yellow handkerchief was bubbling with traces of black air, and under the double blow of the melting knife and the Qingyang fire demon, the aura quickly dimmed.

"woooo~"

It seems like there is no time, there seems to be a wail of a ghost.

"Tear"

In just a moment of contact, the dark yellow handkerchief was forcibly broken through a small hole, and the small hole was rapidly expanding.

At this time, the eyebrowless male cultivator just got rid of the influence of the shocking thorn, and saw this scene of the dead.

Although the Black Flag Spirit Tool has special effects, it is not suitable for direct attack or defense with the body, but at the moment of crisis, it can't take care of that much.

He didn't care whether this top-quality spiritual weapon would be damaged or not, he quickly controlled the black flag to block in front of him.

Just as the black flag was in place, the eyebrowless male cultivator felt a "familiar" stinging pain, and immediately lost consciousness.

"Tear"

At the moment when the third shocking thorn affected the eyebrowless male cultivator, the melting knife broke through the defense of the dark yellow handkerchief, leaving an arm-sized hole in it, causing the aura to fall to the ground completely dim.

"ding ding"

Both are top-quality spiritual weapons, and the melting knife just swept away the black flag spiritual tool several feet away, and then shot at the target less than two feet away.

When the eyebrowless male cultivator got rid of the shocking thorn for the third time, the melting knife was less than a foot away from him.

The blue-red fire was reflected in the pupils, and the breath seemed to spread the breath of death.

"Do not!!!"

"Fellow Daoist, have something to say..."

The browless man was brokenhearted, and finally felt the fear of death, desperately sent out a voice transmission to beg for mercy, lest he be half a step slow.

The speed of divine consciousness far exceeds that of magical instruments.

In an instant, Liu Yu received the voice transmission of divine sense, but he ignored it at all.

Killing intent has been decided!

His eyes were as cold as a knife, and he had no intention of stopping in the slightest. Just in case, the Chiyan Pagoda had already been sacrificed.

Liu Yu knew very well that in the face of this kind of top-notch foundation building, he couldn't be careless.

The reason why the eyebrowless male cultivator is so unbearable is because in order to kill Ren Hongyan, all the souls have been sent out, and they can't be taken back for a while, and their strength has fallen into a short "vacuum period".

Under the influence of "Stunning Thorn", the opponent didn't even have time to cast spells.

But being caught in a situation of ten deaths and no life does not mean that the other party is a general person. Once you relax, it is not so simple to solve it.

With precautions, even if Liu Yu's strength is strong, it will take some time to solve it, and it is very likely that he will fall into a fierce battle.

Therefore, his intention is very clear, that is, to catch the opponent by surprise!

No matter how the eyebrowless male cultivator begged for mercy, the Molten Knife had no intention of stopping.

Looking from a distance, you can see a blue-red streamer passing through its dantian area, leaving a blood hole the size of an arm.

A little cyan flame burns on the edge of the blood hole.

Before the blood gushed out, the Qingyang Demonic Fire suddenly rose and spread to the whole body of the eyebrowless male cultivator.

In less than half a breath, it was turned into ashes, and there was no waste.

In place, only a pile of black ashes and a storage bag were left.

Above the black ash, the egg-sized cyan flame slowly burned, and the color seemed to be a little darker.

Tianyizong Ren Hongyan, die!

The eyebrowless male cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect, die!

In just a few breaths, two top foundation builders from the great sect died one after another.

Liu Yu pointed with one hand, and the cyan flame beating on the black ash was classified into the main body on the melting knife.

Rotate around,

The knife, which radiated blue-red aura, turned its direction and forced it towards the souls of the people who were eating Ren Hongyan's corpse.

The owner died, and the black banner spirit tool fell to the ground.

And all the living souls exist because of the black flag, so the first time the black flag fell, many souls in the qi refining period chose to return.

There are only a few souls in the foundation-building stage, which have lost the control of their masters and are stimulated by blood and food, and they seem to have a tendency to get out of control.

"Zizi"

The cyan and red auras flowed, and the melting knife was like a colored lightning, instantly penetrating the bodies of the two souls.

The cyan fireworks remained, and the fire immediately soared!

The soul, or the primordial spirit, cannot escape the burning of the Qingyang Demonic Fire!

"@#&"

The living soul uttered unexplainable muttering and mourning, but it couldn't hold on for a moment, and it dissipated in the blue firelight, turning into wisps of black smoke and the soul flew away.

The mighty power of the Molten Knife shrouded the few remaining souls.

Liu Yu's consciousness moved, and he did not choose to kill them all, but spread the meaning of letting these souls return to the black flag.

"#@*"

Ghost whispers, and the soul utters unexplainable ravings.

But "existence" and "aliveness" are the instincts of all living beings, even living souls.

Under the threat of death, they finally succumbed and chose to return to the Black Flag Spirit Tool.

"call out"

Putting the molten fire knife in his sleeve and holding the Chiyan Pagoda in his right hand, Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the result of his shot this time.

This way, everything is under control.

Now there are only Tang Tianbao and Zhou Ziwen left to deal with. The two of them fought the most fiercely. Their strength has already been greatly reduced, and he has enough confidence to deal with them.

Just need to subdue Tang Tianbao first, and then search the soul to get the position of the teleportation array, and the trip will be successfully concluded.

Thinking of the power of the Sacred Fire Sword, Liu Yu's heart was also fiery.

Stepping on his footwork, he quickly came to the position of Ren Hongyan's corpse, and with a wave of his palm, the Qingyang Demonic Fire popped out to collect fuel.

"Three degrees"

Even if a part of the vitality was absorbed by the living soul, most of the energy of the soul has disappeared, but this woman is a peak foundation-building cultivator after all, and her vitality is still very strong, and still provides more fuel than ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

With a stroke of his hand, Qingyang Demon Fire returned to his palm.

Looking at the flames that were a little darker in color and almost completely turned into dark blue, Liu Yu's face showed a smile.

He could feel that Qingyang Demon Fire was only one step away from the ninth turn.

Once the magic fire reaches the ninth turn, the power will be greatly increased, and he will have one more hole card, and he can do the ninth magic fire refining at any time.

After completing all the "Magic Fire Refining Yuan", the formation of pills can be increased by 15%!

The smile on his face was only fleeting, and Liu Yu quickly regained his composure, knowing that now is not the time to be happy.

Everything has not settled yet.

When he moved, he quickly put away the top-grade spiritual tool, the vermilion guqin, which had fallen to the ground, and then hung Ren Hongyan's storage on his waist.

Then follow the same method, the same is true for the black flag spirit tool and the storage bag of the eyebrowless male cultivator.

Liu Yu's movements were very fast, and in a short while, he finished sorting out the spoils.

It would be a pity if these extremely valuable things fell into the lake below because of fighting skills.

"It seems that the attitude of monks facing death is still very different, and it has no direct relationship with the realm of cultivation."

"With the same cultivation, Ren Hongyan can keep her face unchanged and maintain her final dignity."

"As for the eyebrowless male cultivator, he was frightened and begged for mercy at any cost."

Looking at the black ashes that the two of them turned into, Liu Yu shook his head.

He didn't mean to laugh at the eyebrowless male cultivator.

Because he can't guarantee that he will look better than the other party when facing death!

...

...

The sword light is bright, and the sword is vertical and horizontal.

On the other side of the platform, during the time when Ren Hongyan and Wu Meixiu died successively, the battle between Tang Tianbao and Zhou Ziwen was also decided.

Due to various factors such as the environment, Tang Tianbao gradually reversed the decline and has an increasing advantage.

In the high-frequency confrontation, the battle between life and death, he finally turned the advantage into victory, occupying the absolute upper hand.

As for Zhou Ziwen, he was already at an absolute disadvantage, so he could only passively defend, and his chances of active attack were extremely limited.

To the shocking changes that happened on the other side, Liu Yu's sudden explosion, and the sudden death of Ren Hongyan and Wu Meixiu, both of them had a panoramic view.

However, the confrontation between the two was too intense to stop.

"Bah!"

Tang Tian shouted loudly and tried his best to drum up the mana of his whole body, forcibly climbing the momentum to the peak moment.

The top-quality spiritual tool, the khaki-colored flying sword, erupted with unprecedented dazzling aura, and was sublimated to the extreme at its peak!

Tang Tianbao's face was solemn, and in his heart he harbored grief for the deceased cultists, self-blame for his failure to see clearly, and a strong killing intent for the religious traitors.

Also, the pain of losing elders, comrades, and brothers.

At this moment, in his big eyes, many emotions flashed in an instant, with unprecedented complexity.

In the end, only killing intent remains!

"kill!!!"

Tang Tianbao shouted again, and seemed to vent all his excess emotions.

In my mind, there are no more distractions.

He held the dazzling long sword tightly in both hands, his muscles even trembling a little, and then raised it high above his head.

From top to bottom, use all your strength to slash!

"Clanging"

The clanging jingling sounded abruptly on the platform, resounding from every corner.

"This sword..."

After packing up the spoils, Liu Yu just looked over, and a clear and loud sword sound came from his ears.

Looking at this sword held high by Tang Tianbao, he couldn't help but be moved!

This sword is unclear and unclear, and it seems that some kind of "general trend" is in line with it, making him almost feel an irresistible feeling.

"Could it be that this is the realm of Jian Xiu's "sword potential"?"

Liu Yu's heart moved.

Unwilling to take the edge of this sword directly, he temporarily suppressed it and did not choose to do it.

Let the two fight to lose both, and it will not be too late to harvest.

Although the means are a bit despicable, Liu Yu never mind using them as long as they can achieve their goals.

The so-called "sword potential" is the first realm of sword cultivation. It can use its own power to fit the general trend in the dark, and explode a powerful killing power far beyond its own.

Sword cultivators who have reached the realm of "sword posture" are often in the realm of qi refining and foundation building, and fighting beyond the ranks is a common occurrence.

Of course, overstepping here refers to crossing a small realm.

However, in today's world of immortals, although there are not many kendo schools, there are also many immortal cultivators who practice swordsmanship.

But even so, there is no one in a million who can reach the "sword potential" of the first realm of sword cultivation.

At least, Liu Yu has not seen it so far.

Of course, the bigger reason may be that he has been in seclusion all year round and has seen few monks.

Under all kinds of hardships, the sect was facing a crisis of life and death, and Tang Tianbao was able to achieve it, which greatly surprised him.

"It seems that the Holy Fire Cult still has some luck."

Liu Yu flashed this thought.

However, in his heart, there is no half-heartedness.

Even if the opponent reaches the state of "sword potential", he is the arrogance of no one in the world, so what? !

Even if he entered the realm of sword power, he could not change Tang Tianbao's state of being close to the limit, and after reaching the peak of foundation building, the first realm of sword cultivators was not as big as he imagined.

After all, who can cultivate to the pinnacle of foundation building, who is mediocre?

The three paths are repaired together, even if Tang Tianbao is in his prime, Liu Yu is still confident that he will kill him!

This is not arrogance, but confidence in the achievements of one's own cultivation!

...

All kinds of thoughts flashed, but in fact it was only a momentary thing.

Almost at the moment when the clanging sword sounded, Tang Tianbao's own sword was already cut off with all his might.

The long sword swung out along a mysterious trajectory, and the dazzling aura instantly converged.

A sword light that was about six feet long and almost turned into essence, slashed out from the sword body.

This sword light is as bright as the moonlight, and the whole body is silver and white without a trace of flaws, but it exudes a sharp aura all the time, enough to cut through gold and crack rocks!

"whoosh"

A strong wind rang out, and the silver-white sword light with unparalleled killing power shot towards Zhou Ziwen.

"Um?!"

At the moment when Tang Tianbao raised his sword, Zhou Ziwen had already noticed it.

Standing from his angle, he felt that his hair was standing upright, as if he was not facing a single person, but the entire space around him.

The incomparably sharp sword light seemed to have touched the skin, causing a faint tingling sensation between his eyebrows.

"Damn!"

Zhou Ziwen broke free from the influence, and his face was very ugly.

Although the failure has been very obvious, he also has his own beliefs and is still unwilling to give up.

Zhou Ziwen quickly grasped the magic art in his hand, and the speed was so fast that afterimages almost appeared, and he also pumped up the mana of his whole body.

Under the operation of the exercise, his eyes were covered with a layer of blood red, the long black hair fluttered freely without wind, and the robes and hair continued to produce wisps of blood.

It seems that the whole person is more like a magic cultivator than the eyebrowless male cultivator!

Zhou Ziwen controlled the black knife of the top-quality spiritual weapon, which quickly grew to three feet in size, turned into a black streamer, and greeted the stunning sword light without showing weakness.

Then he pointed at the black scepter, the blood red spar flashed on it, and suddenly an unprecedented red light erupted.

The incomparably wicked red light shone to the fullest, covering half of the platform with a layer of blood, which seemed to indicate something ominous.

However, in the range where the silver-white sword light shines, the blood color cannot invade half a point, and it seems that there is an invisible force blocking it.

Half blood red, half silver, the two are equally divided.

The blood-colored brilliance flashed away, and the black scepter slowly rotated.

"Blood Curtain"

Under Zhou Ziwen's control, the blood red spar shot out a beam of light as thick as a child's arm, and spread out half a zhang in front of him, forming a blood-colored mask.

Through the beam of light, the blood-red light curtain is connected to the black scepter, and a steady stream of spiritual power is replenished, and it continues to grow thicker.

In the face of that extremely stunning sword light, Zhou Ziwen knew that the black knife could not stop it, so he chose to cast the "Blood Curtain Tianhua" spell, hoping to survive the sword.

"This spell... seems to be somewhat similar to Water Curtain Tianhua?"

"Could it be improved from the basis of Water Curtain Tianhua?"

"In terms of power, it seems to be better than Water Curtain Tianhua, definitely surpassing ordinary second-order top-quality spells."

"It's close to Zhou Zhuofeng's "Shen Xiao Kuang Lei", but it's still one or two points away."

Witnessing the whole process of how the two of them used their methods, Liu Yu made a comparison in her heart.

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

Sword power, sword light, black knife, blood curtain Tianhua...

The two of them used their own means, but in fact it was just a matter of short breaths.

After a breath, the means of the two of them with all their strength collided.

"Bang!!"

Carrying the mighty power of the top-quality spirit tool, it transformed into a three-foot black knife spirit tool, and collided with the majestic silver-white sword light.

"Clanging"

In Liu Yu's ears, there seemed to be another clanging sword clang, which coincided with the general trend in the dark, sharp, majestic and unstoppable.

After half a breath, the judgment is made.

The aura of the black knife spirit weapon dimmed rapidly, and flew straight backwards.

In addition, the blade also left a few shallow sword marks, which shows the huge difference in power.

Hit the black knife back to its original shape, and the silver-white sword light is no longer blocked.

Between the electric light and flint, a distance of five or six feet was instantly reached, and it landed on the thick shield formed by "Blood Curtain Tianhua".

"Boom!!!"

There seems to be no time, and there is a clanking sword chirping, and the moment it touches the blood-red shield, the silver-white sword light blooms with dazzling brilliance.

Under this dazzling brilliance, even the blood light emitted by the blood-red shield seemed to pale.

At first glance, Liu Yu saw that it was a sword light specializing in killing, but in addition to being sharp, he somehow felt the concept of "majestic".

The concepts of "majestic" and "sharp" are mixed together, but there is no dissonance at all.

The majestic sword light fell on the blood-red shield, and it seemed to fall with unbearable force. The part of the shield that was touched instantly thinned a bit, and there was a feeling of shaky.

"not good!"

Zhou Ziwen suddenly changed color.

But in order to realize Elder Shi's wish and pass on the Sacred Fire Cult in his own way, he also has a reason why he cannot fail.

He can't die here!

"puff"

Immediately, Zhou Ziwen's eyes flashed ruthlessly, and he slammed the acupuncture point in his heart, ignoring the damage to his vitality, and spewing a large mouthful of blood.

The bright red dripping, fragrant blood essence fell on the blood-colored spar, and the beam of light connecting the shield and the blood-colored spar immediately became thicker.

Then, the blood-red shield became a bit thicker, and even a lot of blood was added.

Power increase!

Under the blessing of a mouthful of blood essence, the blood-red shield finally stabilized its position and was not penetrated for the first time.

"Clanging"

The sound and sound of the sword continued, and it became more and more obvious and harsh. The silver-white sword light was not as big, which exceeded Zhou Ziwen's expectations.

Even if it is blessed by a large mouth of blood essence, the blood-red shield has a tendency to be unsupported, and it is slowly being worn away by the sword light, constantly becoming thinner.

Slow but firm.

Not caring to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, Zhou Ziwen's hair was messy, and he frantically injected mana into the black scepter.

"bang bang bang"

The sharp sword light continuously left traces on the blood-red shield, and a roar sounded.

However, the blood-red shield is not a vain name, and the damaged place recovers quickly.

In this way, the sword light and the shield fell into a stalemate, and at the juncture of life and death, time passed extremely slowly.

In the fierce confrontation, the three breaths time passed quickly.

"Clanging"

At this time, the sound of the sword became more and more harsh. Just listening to the sound, you could feel how sharp that sword light was.

"bang bang bang"

With a series of explosions, the shield became thinner and thinner.

No matter how hard Zhou Ziwen tried, there was a clear gap between the blood-red shield and the silver-white sword light.

Even with the blessing of essence and blood and the consumption of spiritual tools, this gap cannot be smoothed out.

Finally, the blood-red shield was extremely thin, and only a thin layer remained.

It seems that it can be easily pierced with a single poke!

"Clanging"

"thorn"

With a loud sword cry, the blood-red shield was finally penetrated, and a large hole appeared in front of it.

"Is it all over?!"

"In the end, it still failed to prove that I was the right choice."

"The kindness of the elders still cannot be repaid."

"Persistence for a long time will eventually fail."

"In the end, I still failed to master the holy religion and achieve the revival of the sect in my own way."

The spiritual tools and spells were broken one after another, coupled with the consumption of blood essence and vitality, Zhou Ziwen was seriously injured under the influence of Qi.

The breath instantly weakened, and it fell to the level of only the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Even the blood in his eyes dimmed a lot.

Looking at the oncoming sword light, he flashed many thoughts for a moment, then closed his eyes and faced it calmly.

Memories, as if returning to the past, that night when I missed the position of the Holy Son.

The two had equal results in the assessment, but under the persuasion of the father-like Elder Shi, Zhou Ziwen was forced to give up the position of the Holy Son and became a "dark son".

The elders were also informed of the past and secrets of the sect, including the secret realm, the news of the holy fire sword, etc., and knew the heavy responsibility and mission.

However, that crucial "Holy Fire Order" did not belong to him.

Zhou Ziwen was puzzled, why did Elder Shi, who was so gracious as a mountain, choose Tang Tianbao when his grades in the assessment were quite similar? ! ! !

After this incident, he was deeply hurt and vowed to take back the dominance of the sect sooner or later if he wanted Elder Shi to prove himself, and pass it on in his own way.

From then on, Zhou Ziwen's beliefs were no longer firm.

The reason why I still want to pass on the sect is not because of faith and loyalty, but because of repayment.

Repay the kindness of Elder Shi!

"ended."

Closing his eyes, Zhou Ziwen did not regret it, although he persisted for a long time and finally failed.

...

...

After a few breaths, the expected death did not come, Zhou Ziwen opened his eyes.

He saw that the silver-white sword light was less than an inch away from the tip of his nose.

It's just that the sword light is suspended in the air and no longer moves forward.

"What does that mean?"

"Could it be that before killing me, you still want to torture me severely to relieve Uncle Yang and Zishan's hatred that they died because of this?"

Looking at each other with blood-red eyes, Zhou Ziwen said coldly with a mocking expression on his face.

He has his own pride and will never kneel to beg for mercy, even if he dies because of this, he will never regret it!

After cutting out that amazing sword light, Tang Tianbao couldn't maintain that wonderful state for a moment, and the aura around his body was also rapidly declining, falling to the level of only the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

That sword consumed half of his energy.

Tang Tianbao stared at Zhou Ziwen, his eyes full of killing intent.

In his heart, he was still in a fierce struggle.

Excruciating pain!

For a time, the small platform that had been roaring ceaselessly quieted down, and only the sound of breathing sounded from time to time.

Liu Yu stood not far away, looking at the two who were greatly weakened, and did not choose to make the first move.

Originally, at this time, it was most appropriate to control the two of them.

But in his heart, he was also curious about Tang Tianbao's choice.

How would this cheerful and contagious monk in the past deal with the former "brother" who betrayed the sect and himself and caused the death of many core members of the sect?

"It's still a little soft-hearted."

Liu Yu thought to himself.

If it were him, no matter what the reason for the betrayal was, as long as the act of betrayal was actually committed, there would be only one word - kill!

However, Liu Yu also knew that there were differences between immortal cultivators and immortal cultivators, and they could not be generalized.

What is very important in the eyes of some people is worthless in the eyes of others.

For example, himself, the way of eternal life is better than everything, and everything else is not important.

Sect, fellow road, seven emotions, six desires...

Some things can be enjoyed when the avenue is finally completed.

To endure the present hundreds of years is for the future 10,000 years, even 10,000 years!

Give up these things in front of you, not because you are not greedy, but because you are greedy for more!

However, some monks put family, friendship, love and other things too important, even more important than the Great Path of Longevity.

They believe that the current 100 years are far more important than the next 10,000 or even 10,000 years.

Some things, once lost, will never be found again.

Liu Yu disagrees with this view, but he can understand it, after all, everyone has their own aspirations.

However, Liu Yu believes that the true immortals are almost omnipotent. If they can reach the real immortal realm, some things may not be impossible to find.

Turn the impossible into a possibility, and turn an accident into a necessity!

Just like the narrow thinking of ordinary people, it is impossible to imagine the greatness of immortals, and it is difficult for immortals to imagine true immortals.

...

After a few breaths of silence, it seemed that a decision had been made, and Tang Tianbao's eyes flashed fiercely.

Control the silver-white sword light and slash down!

"Clanging"

The sword light flashed, and blood spurted out.

The holy fire sword hanging from Zhou Ziwen's waist was loosened, and one of his arms was also cut off by Qigen, and it fell to the ground with two slaps at the same time.

"I won't kill you."

"You go."

Using the Exorcism Technique, he took back the Holy Fire Sword and held it tightly in his hand. Tang Tianbao said in a deep voice, his face still very ugly.

"What does this mean?!"

"Do you think that if you let me go once, I will be grateful to you?"

"ridiculous!"

Zhou Ziwen's blood-red eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised at first, then his face sank, and he asked.

He hated this attitude of giving, and the condescending feeling of the other party.

Just in the face of questioning, Tang Tianbao was silent, just stroking the holy fire sword and looking at it carefully.

One breath, two breaths...

Until the third breath, Zhou Ziwen gave Tang Tianbao a deep look and was about to turn away.

Suddenly, his body froze.

It's like remembering something important, but wanting to say something but holding back.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just turned around slowly.

At this time, the man's arm was scarred, but there was no blood flowing out.

For a monk who is proficient in blood, it is too simple to continue an arm, and it takes a little more energy and resources to grow another arm.

It's just that Zhou Ziwen just turned around when he saw a cyan flame that was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

And in the consciousness, there was a sharp pain.

Immediately afterwards, he lost consciousness.

"Want to go?"

"Liu didn't say yes."

At the same time, in addition to the two, a third person's voice sounded.

The person who shot was Liu Yu!

Surprised and Tang Tianbao's choice, surprised at the so-called brotherly love between the two, Liu Yu was also slightly emotional, but it did not prevent him from killing.

Although this unchanging friendship is indeed precious in this treacherous and changeable world of immortal cultivation, it is still the same sentence.

What does your friendship have to do with me?

After a good show, it still has to end in the end, and Liu Yu will now have the final ending.

When Zhou Ziwen recovered, the Qingyang Demon Fire had already enveloped his head.

"Humph~"

The cyan flame was burning, Zhou Ziwen groaned, and choked the scream back into his mouth.

He couldn't let go of his pride and was unwilling to reveal his vulnerable side to others.

Perhaps it is the reason why this person specializes in blood, and his vitality is far stronger than that of ordinary monks. The Qingyang Demon Fire burned a breath, and this person was turned to ashes.

Regardless of regret or not, whether willing or unwilling, this person's story is over here.

Using Zhouzi culture as "fuel", the flame of Qingyang Demon suddenly rose.

It seems that an inexplicable change has taken place, breaking an invisible boundary, and the power jumped a little in an instant.

Reaching out a hand, the Qingyang Demon Fire returned to the palm of his hand, Liu Yu looked at the blue flame that was beating from time to time with a smile on his face.

"Magic Fire Nine Turns!"

After decades, the Qingyang Demon Fire finally grew to the limit of the foundation-building stage.

Not only can it complete the ninth magic fire refining, but it is also an important means to use it against the enemy. Even if it is a top-quality spiritual weapon, if it is burned by the magic fire for a longer time, it will be damaged.

At this moment, in the cyan flame, the last trace of light cyan disappeared, and all turned to dark cyan.

This marks that Qingyang Demon Fire is "perfect" to some extent.

If it weren't for Tang Tianbao's presence, Liu Yu really wanted to scream up to the sky and vent his joy.

Without him, for Qingyang Gong, Qingyang Demon Fire is too important.

If there is no such fire, the mana cannot be as pure as it is now, and the "body protection flame shield" will be mediocre, so Qingyang Gong is an ordinary high-grade practice.

With a slight smile, Xinhu returned to the state of the ancient well without waves. Liu Yu turned his head and looked at the last person in his spare time.

"Tianbao doesn't know how to call you fellow Daoist Hong?"

"Or fellow Daoist Liu?"

"Or, Old Demon Qingyang!"

Tang Tianbao looked solemn and said solemnly.

After a thrilling and hard battle, he is now also in ragged clothes, but after a few breaths, the spiritual pressure and breath have recovered.

"Liu Yu is me,"

"Hong Hao is me,"

"Old Demon Qingyang is also me."

"Left and right are just a title, and Taoist Tianbao can do whatever you want."

Looking at each other indifferently, Liu Yu said lightly.

Although the Nine Nations Alliance is large, there are only a few famous and surnamed foundation-building cultivators.

Because of the battle of Yan Kingdom, his reputation has spread far and wide, although it is a bad reputation.

Therefore, Liu Yu was not surprised that the other party could recognize his identity.

After all, Qingyang Demon Fire is his signature method, and its characteristics are too obvious.

"Does Tang Tianbao really want to let Zhou Ziwen die?"

Looking at each other blankly, Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

Human nature itself has a certain degree of hypocrisy.

Perhaps, this person just couldn't get past the hurdle in his heart and didn't want to kill Zhou Ziwen himself, so he came to "borrow a knife to kill".

He didn't cover himself, so he stood in a big way not far away, and the other party couldn't see it.

"Fellow Daoist Hong's methods are extraordinary, it's really hard to hide from Tianbao."

Tang Tianbao smiled bitterly.

At this time, with one hand and one sword, he had just taken a drop of the Millennium Spiritual Milk, and the mana in his body was rapidly recovering.

Knowing his current state, he was definitely not Liu Yu's opponent, so Tang Tianbao wanted to delay as much as possible.

"..."

Hearing this, Liu Yu squinted his eyes slightly, surpassing the spiritual pressure at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and suddenly pressed him away.

Knowing that the mana of the other party is recovering quickly, he is not interested in nonsense!

First, subdue Tang Tianbao to capture the Holy Fire Sword, then conduct a soul search to obtain the location of the teleportation formation and information on the secret realm, and finally take the teleportation formation to escape from the secret realm.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's killing intent was no longer concealed.

One-handed Scarlet Flame Pagoda, one-handed Molten Fire Knife, and the powerful consciousness is also ready, ready to perform the "stunning stab" secret technique at any time.

He already knew the other party's consciousness, slightly surpassing the ordinary cultivator, but still far from being comparable to himself.

Therefore, whether it is to use the "stunning thorn" with the spirit weapon to take down the opponent, or to use the "spirit-shattering soul search" to read the memory later, there is a greater certainty.

"Wait a minute, fellow Daoist Hong..."

Realizing that the other party was about to start, Tang Tianbao's face changed, and he wanted to delay time.

With the strength that Liu Yu showed just now, he knew that once he made a move, he had little chance of winning, so he wanted to try "negotiation" to see if he could make peace.

Even if you can't stop making peace, you can delay time to recover your strength and use the organs in the secret realm to deal with it.

But how could the experienced Liu Yu not know about Tang Tianbao's thoughts?

In the body, the pure mana drums and is quickly injected into the two top-quality spiritual tools through the meridians.

The molten fire knife and the Chiyan Tower are all shining with red aura, and their power quickly climbed to the peak.

next moment,

Gotta get out!

However, just a moment before Liu Yu wanted to control the two spiritual weapons and shrouded Tang Tianbao.

But suddenly felt a great terror!

The keen spiritual sense issued an unprecedented strong warning, and even felt a slight tingling.

A sense of crisis, as if death was coming, enveloped Liu Yu's heart.

It seems that as long as he thinks of killing Tang Tianbao again, terrible things will happen!

"This is......"

Because of Lingjue's warning, Liu Yu stopped just moments before his killing intent reached its peak.

In the end, there was still no choice.

Since the beginning of his cultivation, his keen spiritual sense has always been of great help, and he has repeatedly anticipated the enemy's opportunities.

Therefore, he is absolutely willing to believe in his own spiritual sense.

"With the opponent's current strength, he should not be able to bring himself such a strong sense of death crisis."

"Why exactly?"

Looking at Tang Tianbao ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Liu Yu's eyes were uncertain, and finally locked on the holy fire sword in his right hand.

According to the guidance of the spiritual sense, the suffocation that seems to be coming to death comes from this sword!

Do not move, and feel it carefully.

next moment,

Liu Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the original calm no longer existed.

"This is... spirituality?!"

He was shocked, looking at the holy fire sword in Tang Tianbao's hand, and an incredible color flashed in his eyes.

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