Immortal Palace Longevity

Liu Yu recalled the contents of "Magic Cultivation Essentials" and knew how to maximize his own interests. Darkness spread in his heart and evil thoughts arose. In the end, he did not rescue.

His pupils were dark and deep, his eyes were drooping, and he controlled the soul-chasing blades to slowly wear away the cross-shaped wind blades, and secretly retracted a bit of strength.

On the other side, facing the completely crazy pink-clothed man, Yao Yunsong felt cold in his heart and sweat on his face. He wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he talk too much just now?

He now had only one top-grade magic weapon, and he could only bite the bullet and control it to deal with the red bone claws, and was beaten without any ability to fight back.

As for the opponent's pink folding fan, he could only use a top-grade magic weapon to resist first, and then add spells and talismans to assist.

But the difference between the two magic weapons in terms of quality and power was too great, and they could only delay it. If they were careless, they would lose control.

Despite this, Yao Yunsong still tried to delay time until Liu Yu had time to rescue.

However, he was destined to be disappointed.

Just like a person pretending to sleep cannot be woken up, fellow disciples who have no intention of rescuing others will always be one step behind.

Yao Yunsong did not wait for rescue, but waited for three balls like black marbles, mixed in the attacking spells, flying towards him from tricky angles.

The balls were black and inconspicuous, but they had a creepy aura. When they were discovered, they were only six or seven feet away from him.

"Yin Lei Zi!"

Yao Yunsong's pupils shrank and his hair stood on end. His rich experience allowed him to instantly recognize this insidious and vicious hidden weapon.

Without time to think, he immediately took out a talisman with water droplets on the surface and activated it. It instantly condensed into a green and crystal clear square mirror, blocking the direction of Tian Lei Zi.

This water mirror seemed to be condensed from crystal clear green water, and there were a few ripples on the surface. It was easy to feel the pure water spirit in the spiritual perception of the cultivator.

Qing Ning Water Mirror Talisman!

The second-level middle-grade defensive talisman, although one level lower than the Xuanniao Fiery Talisman, is a rare defensive talisman, so the price is not much different.

Yao Yunsong is just an ordinary three-spiritual root cultivator, and he does not have a deep foundation in the sect. He practices the most common skills, and he needs to plan everything by himself. It is not easy to buy two top-grade magic tools and a Qingning Water Mirror Talisman after practicing.

After playing this talisman, he has no other means. He can only quickly pinch the spell and raise a wall of earth in front of him to provide a little pitiful defense.

"Boom boom"

The earth wall just rose, Yao Yunsong wanted to do something, but before he could react, Yin Leizi had already touched the water mirror.

"Bang bang"

Three explosions sounded in succession, and three dark electric lights lit up, exploding at the water mirror not far from Yao Yunsong, which can be said to be very close.

The lightning is as violent as the Shenxiao Thunder, but the color is different, and the power is much smaller.

But the Qing Ning Shui Jing Fu was not a formation of the mine, and the defensive power of the two was too different.

In the three violent thunderbolts, the Qing Shui Jing was quickly destroyed, and the remaining power quickly attacked Yao Yunsong.

The earth wall condensed by the earth wall technique was like paper, and was easily destroyed. The remaining power was about to hit Yao Yunsong.

This person was shocked, and seeing this scene, he instinctively took out a shield of a top-grade magic weapon to block in front of him.

"Bang"

The remaining power of Yin Leizi hit the shield, causing its spiritual light to extinguish instantly and break into several pieces. The last remaining power, along with the largest magic weapon fragment, hit Yao Yunsong, and instantly knocked him away.

"Puff"

A blood mist sprayed in the air, which looked very beautiful.

After this attack, Yao Yunsong was directly knocked away twenty or thirty feet and suffered serious injuries, but thanks to his timely reaction, he did not lose his combat power.

He knew that it was extremely dangerous at this time, and there was no time to wail. He climbed up with a little effort on his waist, and controlled the magic weapon to deal with the pink-clothed man.

The power of the Yin Lei Zi was a little weak after all, especially when the foundation-building cultivator was on guard, the effect could only be said to be unsatisfactory.

Even if there were three consecutive ones, Yao Yunsong was not seriously injured.

But it still had some effect after all. At the moment of knocking him away, Yao Yunsong lost control of the magic weapon.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

The pink-clothed man laughed strangely and took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The red bone staff and pink folding fan instantly knocked Yao Yunsong's magic weapon away, and then he killed him without stopping, trying to behead him with one blow.

Yao Yunsong was so scared when he saw this scene that he quickly controlled the two magic weapons to intercept, but it was still a little short.

The yellow flying sword was originally just a high-grade magic weapon. It had been damaged after the previous confrontation. After the "heavy blow" just now, it lost its spiritual light and fell on the loess.

No matter how he ordered it, there was no response.

The folding fan shining with blood-red light was getting closer and closer, and it gradually became bigger in Yao Yunsong's eyes.

He took out various low-grade magic tools or talismans to intercept it, but none of them worked. He also did not receive a response to the telepathic message he sent to Liu Yu.

In his desperate and horrified eyes, the pink folding fan with blood light was getting bigger and bigger, gradually occupying his entire field of vision.

"Puff" "Plop"

The pink folding fan pierced through his shield as if nothing was there, cutting across his head, spraying a large piece of steaming blood, and splashing on the sandy ground.

The incision was smooth and neat, and the headless body fell to the ground at once, making a plop sound.

"Hehe~"

After killing Yao Yunsong, the pink-clothed man quickly controlled the magic weapon to return to his side, with a cruel smile on his face. He turned his eyes to look at Liu Yu, trying to scare the remaining enemy.

At this time, he rekindled hope and took advantage of the secret time to scare off the monk from Yuanyang Sect with the power of killing.

The next moment after Yao Yunsong's head left his body, the mother-child soul-chasing blade "coincidentally" wiped out the cross wind blade and slashed towards the pink-clothed man.

Ignoring his strong and weak eyes, such secret arts usually don't last long. Liu Yu's spiritual sense sensed that the momentum of the pink-clothed man had passed the peak.

It is better to kill this person quickly rather than slowly. The spiritual sense scanned the surroundings with the maximum range to make sure that there were no other monks nearby.

Liu Yu put away the Yaojin Bow, slapped the storage bag to take out the Lixuan Sword, injected liquid magic power into it without hesitation, threw it in front of him and directly performed the most powerful spiritual weapon transformation technique.

He transformed into a flamingo phantom, wrapped the Lixuan Sword in it, exuded the powerful aura of a second-stage late-stage monster, and pounced on the pink-clothed man.

Then he took out the magic weapon from the Spiritual Medicine Garden to kill the white-bearded old man. A black iron chain with a cold glow quickly grew to two or three feet long, and coiled around the pink-clothed man like a black snake.

Lixuan Sword, Mother-and-Child Soul Chasing Blade, black iron chain.

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. Since the killing intention is determined and there are no outsiders present, Liu Yu no longer hides his strength and uses three of the most powerful magic weapons at once.

"Shocking Soul Thorn"

He didn't stop after doing all this. A small group of spiritual power gathered at the center of his eyebrows, compressed and condensed into an invisible and sharp needle, and stabbed at the center of the pink-clothed man's eyebrows.

All means were used to try to prevent the other party from having a chance to resist.

After exerting all his strength, the Hidden Spirit Technique naturally lost its effect. Liu Yu's spiritual pressure was not far from the middle stage of foundation building!

The pink-clothed man's expression was completely frozen. He originally wanted to "negotiate", but he had not yet said anything when he faced such a thundering method.

That top-grade spiritual weapon made him feel like a thorn in his back, but before he could react, he suddenly lost consciousness.

It turned out that the Shocking Spirit Thorn was launched later but arrived first, causing him to lose consciousness for two moments, and then he recovered after two moments.

But at this time, the best time to arrange defense had been missed, and Liu Yu's attack was imminent.

The power of the Shocking Spirit Thorn depends on the difference in the consciousness of both parties.

Now Liu Yu's consciousness has reached seven miles, which is the scope of the late stage of foundation building, while the pink-clothed man's consciousness is only in the early stage of foundation building, so the effect is excellent.

The pink-clothed man could only hurriedly control the magic weapon to block, let the red bone staff and pink folding fan block in front of him, and then took out his last Yin Leizi and threw it towards the Lixuan Sword.

"Bang"

The Yin Leizi exploded before approaching the Lixuan Sword, which was transformed into a spiritual weapon, and exploded into a ball of dark lightning. Most of its power was released forward, trying to block the attack.

Seeing this, Liu Yu did not retreat at all, and controlled the magic weapon to choose a hard attack.

The flamingo phantom let out a long cry, and the illusory fire on the surface seemed to be more vigorous. It raised its claws and tore it directly from the middle to both sides.

The dark lightning was directly torn in half, and the flamingo's power was only consumed a small part, and it continued to kill the man in pink.

"Ding Ding"

The power of the top-grade spiritual weapon was fully demonstrated, and with Liu Yu's mana that was far more refined than that of the cultivators of the same level, the Lixuan Sword swept across and knocked the two magic weapons, the red bone staff and the pink folding fan, away.

The man in pink opened his mouth to speak, and seemed to want to say something to beg for mercy, but Liu Yu did not intend to give him this opportunity.

The mother-child soul-chasing blade easily shattered the shield and passed through his chest.

"Bang"

The black iron chain hit the pink-clothed man's head, causing it to explode into a blood mist in an instant, with strands of flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

The three monks who stood here twenty breaths ago, in the blink of an eye, only one figure remained, quietly enjoying the joy of victory.

Controlling the Lixuan Sword and the Mother-and-Child Soul Chasing Blade to return with two high-quality storage bags, in line with the principle of not wasting, Liu Yu spit out the Qingyang Magic Fire and flew towards the bodies of the two people, making sure to squeeze out every bit of value.

Because the two people were already dead, the vitality of the flesh and the soul had dissipated for the most part, and the Qingyang Magic Fire burned all the flesh and blood, only harvesting "half a degree" of fuel.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Liu Yu used a water ball to clean the blood on the magic weapon and spiritual weapon, leaving only the Mother-and-Child Soul Chasing Blade flying on the sword, and the rest was stored in the storage bag.

Then he cast more than a dozen first-level advanced spells to destroy the scene completely, making it difficult to trace the cause and effect.

Finally, it turned into a black light and soared into the sky, flying towards the purple crystal mine.

While flying, Liu Yu paid attention to the surrounding movements while checking the storage bags of Yao Yunsong and the pink-clothed man.

In addition to the two top-grade magic tools, the most valuable thing in the pink-clothed man's storage bag was the firefly purple crystal, which was worth three thousand spirit stones in total. Counting the two top-grade magic tools, Liu Yu harvested more than five thousand spirit stones at one time.

Taking Qingyuan Pills and Yangshen Pills consumes too much energy, and almost nine thousand spirit stones are consumed every year, which is twenty-seven thousand spirit stones in three years.

Liu Yu now has only five thousand spirit stones left in his storage bag, so he was tempted, after all, it's not easy for anyone.

As for Yao Yunsong, he was too "poor" in comparison. He only had a top-grade magic tool, few spirit stones, and the cultivation method he practiced was also ordinary stuff.

However, Liu Yu didn't have any hope. After all, this person's storage bag would eventually be handed over to the sect. Many fellow disciples saw the two of them chasing and killing the Hehuan Sect monks together, so there must be an explanation.

Before dying, the monk of Hehuan Sect dragged Yao Yunsong to die with him, and he was entangled by his tricks and rescued him one step late. This script is very good.

After all, when there is no hope of escaping alive, the monks can do anything.

In the decades of war in the world of immortal cultivation, hundreds of foundation-building monks have fallen, and even dozens of them in Yuanyang Sect. It is not surprising that there is one more Yao Yunsong.

After all, fighting is ever-changing, anything can happen, and it is extremely difficult for the sect to track it down.

Liu Yu flew for about a quarter of an hour with the escape light, and the purple crystal mine came into view again.

At this time, the dust had basically settled. There were only scattered fighting sounds in the darkness around the mine. Those were the remaining disciples of Hehuan Sect who were still resisting.

Most of the disciples of Yuanyang Sect had withdrawn their hands and were dealing with the mortals who were mining for Hehuan Sect.

The screams and wails were endless. Looking around, there were corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river. The blood was flowing and dyed the ground red.

There were all kinds of deaths, and broken limbs were everywhere.

After decades of war in the world of immortal cultivation, most of these Qi Refining disciples understood the cruelty of war. They became machines for harvesting lives, and they had no burden in killing each other because of their different positions.

If they didn't kill them, would they keep them for the enemy sect?

Liu Yu flew over the mine and took in all the scenes.

He didn't stop to collect fuel. These mortals and casual cultivators could provide too little, and there were more important things to do at the moment.

The black escape light did not stop, and it sensed the breath of its fellow disciples and flew in a certain direction.

When Liu Yu arrived here, Zhou Zhuofeng, the palace-dressed female cultivator, Xie Junjie and other five foundation-building cultivators had gathered together and were discussing something.

"Brother Zhou, when Brother Yao and I were besieging the monks of Hehuan Sect, they suddenly attacked."

"Brother Yao was careless for a moment, and I was entangled and had no time to rescue him, so I accidentally died."

"This is his storage bag."

Liu Yu walked straight towards Zhou Zhuofeng, bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, and handed over Yao Yunsong's storage bag.

He showed some heavy and sad expressions at the right time, as if he was in a bad mood because of the death of his fellow disciples, and began to act according to the situation.

Zhou Zhuofeng was the leader of this person's mission and the person with the highest cultivation. Liu Yu should report to him and explain the cause and effect clearly.

As long as this person does not investigate further, this matter is half over.

Zhou Zhuofeng has regained his calm at this time, as if the "strange" smile not long ago was an illusion. Hearing Liu Yu's words, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Junior Brother Liu, don't blame yourself."

"We cultivators should be cautious on the road to immortality. It's Junior Brother Yao's own fault for being so careless."

"Even if you are lucky enough to survive today, you will have this disaster sooner or later."

"Now is not the time to think about these things. The most important thing is to quickly complete the sect mission."

After a while, Zhou Zhuofeng took the storage bag, patted Liu Yu's shoulder gently and said slowly.

He seemed to be used to life and death, and didn't care much about Yao Yunsong's death. Only the sect mission was the most important.

After hearing what Zhou Zhuofeng said, Liu Yu was still "depressed". He stood aside and didn't speak, just listening to them discuss the mission.

Time was tight, and the few people didn't discuss for too long.

In the end, Zhou Zhuofeng made the decision to send several foundation-building cultivators with Qi-refining disciples to destroy the passage in the mine as much as possible.

It made it difficult for Hehuanmen to mine, not only to recruit new manpower, but also to reopen the mine.