Immortal Palace Longevity

The blue flame instantly spread over the blade, infusing it with mana, and the Molten Blade fully displayed the powerful power of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Swoosh"

The Qingyang Demon Fire jumped slightly, and the blue and red spiritual lights blended together, and the Molten Blade turned into a blue streak and shot out!

Before that, the Shocking Spirit Thorn had already been activated, crossing a long distance.

In just a little more than a moment, Liu Yu completed his ultimate killing momentum.

After the magic fire refinement, the advantage of pure mana was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

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

On the other side, watching several souls pounce on Ren Hongyan, the eyebrowless male cultivator couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled unconsciously.

This great enemy was finally eliminated.

He was even considering what method to use to brew the embryonic form of Ren Hongyan's soul and refine it into a soul at the peak of foundation building, so that his strength would increase a few points.

The embryonic form of the soul at the peak of foundation building cannot be wasted like that.

But the eyebrowless male cultivator had not finished thinking about this, but suddenly felt an extremely strong spiritual pressure appearing not far away, and faintly locked onto him.

"This direction, it's that shameless guy!!!"

His heart sank, and he turned his head in horror and saw Liu Yu, whose expression and temperament were completely different.

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

"Spiritual consciousness attack!"

This thought flashed through his mind, and then his consciousness fell into a daze, and he temporarily lost his perception of the outside world.

"Not good!"

However, the eyebrowless male cultivator was a cultivator at the peak of foundation building after all, and his consciousness was also stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. He regained consciousness after a moment.

Then, he saw a dazzling blue and red chain, which was already close at hand!

Realizing that he had reached a critical moment of life and death, the eyebrowless male cultivator was shocked and angry, his face twisted, and he tried his best to mobilize his magic power.

He tried his best to activate a dark yellow handkerchief in his hand.

Judging from its power, this dark yellow handkerchief is also a top-grade spiritual weapon, but the soft dark yellow color looks like processed human skin.

It looks extremely evil and creepy!

Taking advantage of the short time, the eyebrowless male cultivator felt a sharp pain in his consciousness as soon as he activated the dark yellow handkerchief to block in front of him, and then lost consciousness.

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

At this time, the Molten Blade is already in sight!

Like a long rainbow piercing the sun, the Molten Blade shines with blue and red light, carrying an extremely powerful power, and pierces the dark yellow Rob.

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

The other side is only a top-grade spiritual weapon, and without the active control of the owner, the power cannot be fully exerted.

The result, naturally, is not much suspense!

"Bang"

The extremely sharp blade pierced the dark yellow handkerchief that looked like human skin, and a dull sound was heard.

Then, the Molten Blade quickly broke forward.

The power difference between the two was too large, and the dark yellow handkerchief could not stop it at all, and it quickly sank inward and a big bulge appeared.

Then, the big bulge became bigger and bigger.

At the same time as the two spiritual weapons came into contact, the blue flame also came into contact with the dark yellow handkerchief, and the flames rose and burned fiercely.

Today's Qingyang Demon Fire is close to the ninth turn, and its power has changed dramatically compared to the beginning.

Even if it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, if it directly bears the burning of the demon fire, it will not last long.

The dark yellow handkerchief was emitting wisps of black gas, and under the double attack of the Molten Blade and the Qingyang Fire Demon, the spiritual light quickly dimmed.

"Woo~"

It seemed that there was a gap, as if there was a wronged soul wailing.

"Tear"

After only a moment of contact, a small hole was forcibly broken in the dark yellow handkerchief, and the small hole was rapidly expanding.

At this time, the eyebrowless male cultivator had just gotten rid of the influence of the God-shaking Thorn, and saw this scene with a lot of ghosts.

Although the black banner spiritual weapon has special effects and is not suitable for direct attack or defense with the main body, he can't care so much at this critical moment.

He didn't care whether this top-grade spiritual weapon would be damaged, and quickly controlled the black banner to block in front of him.

As soon as the black banner was in place, the eyebrowless male cultivator felt a "familiar" tingling pain again, and then lost consciousness again.

"Rip"

At the moment when the third God-shaking Thorn affected the eyebrowless male cultivator, the Molten Blade broke through the defense of the dark yellow handkerchief, leaving a hole as thick as an arm on it, making its spiritual light completely dim and fall to the ground.

"Ding Ding"

As both are top-grade spiritual weapons, the Molten Blade only swept lightly, and the Black Banner spiritual weapon was knocked several feet away, and then shot at the target less than two feet away.

When the eyebrowless male cultivator got rid of the influence of the God-shaking Thorn for the third time, the Molten Blade was less than one foot away from him.

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

"No!!!"

"Daoyou, I have something to say..."

The eyebrowless male cultivator was terrified, and finally felt the fear of death. He desperately sent out a telepathic message to beg for mercy, fearing that he would be half a step slower.

The speed of the telepathic message far exceeded that of the magic weapon and spiritual weapon.

In an instant, Liu Yu received the telepathic message, but he did not pay any attention to it.

The killing intention was determined!

His eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was no intention of stopping the magic spell in his hand. In order to be on the safe side, the Red Flame Tower had been sacrificed.

Liu Yu knew that he could not be careless in the face of such a top foundation.

The reason why the eyebrowless male cultivator was so miserable was that in order to kill Ren Hongyan, all the living souls were sent out, and they could not be taken back for a while, and their strength fell into a short "vacuum period".

Under the influence of the "Shocking Thorn", the opponent did not even have time to cast spells.

But being in a situation where there was no chance of survival did not mean that the opponent was an ordinary person. Once he recovered, it would not be so easy to solve.

With the defense, even if Liu Yu was powerful, it would take some time to solve it, and it was likely to fall into a fierce battle.

Therefore, his intention was very clear, which was to catch the opponent off guard!

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

From a distance, you can see a stream of green and red light passing through his dantian, leaving a blood hole the size of an arm.

Dots of green flames burned at the edge of the blood hole.

Before the blood could gush out, the Qingyang Demon Fire suddenly rose and instantly spread to the whole body of the eyebrowless male cultivator.

In less than half a breath, it was reduced to ashes, without any waste.

Only a pile of black ash and a storage bag were left on the spot.

On the black ash, a green flame the size of an egg burned slowly, and the color seemed to be a little darker.

Ren Hongyan of Tianyi Sect, dead!

The eyebrowless male cultivator of Tianmo Sect, dead!

In just a few breaths, two top foundation-building masters from large sects died one after another.

Liu Yu pointed with one hand, and the green flame jumping on the black ash returned to the main body of the molten fire knife.

With a turn,

this small knife emitting green and red spiritual light turned around and forced towards the souls that were gnawing at Ren Hongyan's corpse.

The owner died, and the black flag spiritual weapon fell to the ground.

And all the souls exist because of the black flag, so when the black flag fell, many souls in the Qi Refining stage chose to return.

Only a few souls in the Foundation Establishment stage, without the control of the owner and the stimulation of blood food, seemed to be out of control.

"Zizizi"

The blue and red spiritual light flowed, and the Molten Blade was like a colorful lightning, instantly piercing through the bodies of the two living souls.

Wisps of blue flames remained, and the fire immediately surged!

Souls, or even spirits, could not escape the burning of the Qingyang Demon Fire!

"@#ap;"

The living souls wailed in an unknown way, but they could not last for a breath, and they dissipated in the blue flames, turning into wisps of black smoke and their souls flew away.

The extremely powerful power of the Molten Blade enveloped the remaining few living souls.

Liu Yu's consciousness moved, and he did not choose to kill them all, but sent out the intention to let these living souls return to the Black Banner.

"#@*"

The ghosts spoke, and the living souls murmured in an unknown way.

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

Under the threat of death, they finally succumbed and chose to return to the Black Banner spiritual weapon.

"Swish"

Putting the Molten Blade into his sleeve, holding the Red Flame Tower in his right hand, Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the results of his attack this time.

In this way, everything is under control.

Now only Tang Tianbao and Zhou Ziwen are left to deal with. The two fought the most fiercely, and their strength has been greatly reduced. He is confident enough to deal with them.

Just subdue Tang Tianbao first, and then search his soul to get the location of the teleportation array, and this trip will be successfully completed.

Thinking of the power of the Holy Fire Sword, Liu Yu's heart is also hot.

Stepping on the footwork, he quickly came to the location of Ren Hongyan's body, and with a wave of his hand, he ejected the Qingyang Magic Fire to collect fuel.

"Three degrees"

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

With a wave of his hand, the Qingyang Magic Fire returned to the palm of his hand.

Seeing the flames becoming darker and almost completely turning into dark blue, Liu Yu smiled.

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

Once the Demon Fire reached the ninth turn, its power would increase greatly, and he would have another trump card, and he could perform the ninth Demon Fire Refining Yuan at any time.

After completing all the "Demon Fire Refining Yuan", the Dan formation would increase by 15%!

The smile on his face was only a flash, and Liu Yu quickly regained his composure, knowing that it was not the time to be happy yet.

Everything was not settled yet.

He moved his body and quickly put away the top-grade spiritual artifact, the red guqin, which had fallen to the ground, and then hung Ren Hongyan's storage on his waist.

Then he did the same with the black flag spiritual artifact and the storage bag of the eyebrowless male cultivator.

Liu Yu's movements were very fast, and he finished sorting out the spoils in more than a breath.

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

"It seems that the attitudes of cultivators facing death are still very different, and have no direct relationship with the realm of cultivation."

"With the same cultivation, Ren Hongyan can remain calm and maintain her final dignity."

"But the eyebrowless male cultivator was terrified and begged for mercy at any cost."

Looking at the black ash that the two turned into, Liu Yu shook his head.

There was no intention to laugh at the eyebrowless male cultivator.

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

...

...

The sword light was bright, and the sword energy was crisscrossed.

On the other side of the platform, when Ren Hongyan and the eyebrowless male cultivator died one after another, 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 gained more and more advantages.

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

Zhou Ziwen was already at an absolute disadvantage and could only passively defend, with extremely limited opportunities to actively attack.

The two of them had a full view of the shocking changes on the other side, Liu Yu's sudden outburst, and the sudden death of Ren Hongyan and Wumei Nanxiu.

However, the confrontation between the two was too intense and could not be stopped.

"Hey!"

Tang Tian shouted loudly, trying his best to mobilize all his magic power and force his momentum to the peak moment.

The earth-yellow flying sword of the best spiritual weapon burst out with unprecedented brilliant spiritual light, and sublimated to the peak level!

Tang Tianbao's face was solemn, with grief for the dead believers, self-blame for not being able to see clearly, and a strong killing intention for the traitors of the Holy Church.

In addition, the pain of losing elders, fellows, and brothers.

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

In the end, only the killing intent remained!

"Kill!!!"

Tang Tianbao shouted again, as if he had vented all the extra emotions.

In his heart, there were no more distractions.

He held the bright sword tightly with both hands, his muscles even trembled a little, and then raised it high above his head.

From top to bottom, he slashed with all his strength!

"Clang"

The clanging of the sword suddenly sounded on the platform, resounding in every corner.

"This sword..."

After packing up the spoils, Liu Yu just looked over and heard the crisp and loud sound of the sword.

Looking at the sword raised by Tang Tianbao, he couldn't help but be moved!

This sword, it's hard to explain, seems to fit in with a certain "big trend" in the dark, which almost makes him feel irresistible.

"Could it be that this is the realm of "sword momentum" of sword cultivators?"

Liu Yu's heart moved.

Unwilling to confront the sharp edge of the sword, he temporarily held back and did not choose to take action.

Let the two fight to the point of both being injured, and then he would reap the harvest.

Although the means were a little despicable, Liu Yu never minded using them as long as he could achieve his goal.

The so-called "sword force" is the first realm of sword cultivation, which can match the great force in the dark with one's own strength and burst out a powerful killing force far beyond one's own.

It is common for sword cultivators who have reached the realm of "sword force" to fight across levels in the realm of Qi Refining and Foundation Building.

Of course, the level crossing here refers to crossing a small realm.

However, in the current world of immortal cultivation, although there are not a few sword sects, there are also many immortal cultivators who follow the path of sword cultivation.

But even so, those who can reach the first realm of sword cultivation "sword force" are one in ten thousand.

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

Of course, the bigger reason may be that he has been practicing hard in seclusion for many years and has seen fewer cultivators.

Under all kinds of hardships, the sect was facing a crisis of life and death. He was surprised that Tang Tianbao could achieve it.

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

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

However, he didn't care at all.

Even if the other party reached the realm of "sword power" and was a rare genius, so what? !

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

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

Three Daos are cultivated at the same time. Even if Tang Tianbao is in his prime, Liu Yu is still confident that he can kill him!

This is not arrogance, but confidence in his own achievements in cultivation!

...

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but it was just a matter of a moment.

Almost at the moment when the clanging sword sounded, Tang Tianbao's sword that came down from himself had already been slashed down with all his strength.

The long sword was swung along a mysterious trajectory, and the brilliant spiritual light converged instantly.

A sword light about six feet long, almost turned into a substance, slashed out from the sword body.

This sword light was as bright as the moonlight, silver-white without a single flaw, but it exuded a sharp aura all the time, enough to penetrate gold and crack rocks and cut through everything!

"Swoosh"

A strong gust of wind sounded, and the silver-white sword light with unmatched killing power shot towards Zhou Ziwen.

"Huh?!"

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

From his perspective, he felt his hair stand on end, as if he was not facing a person, but the entire space around him.

The extremely sharp sword light seemed to have touched his skin, causing a faint tingling sensation in his brow.

"Damn it!"

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

Although the defeat was already very obvious, he also had his own beliefs and was still unwilling to give up.

Zhou Ziwen quickly made hand gestures, so fast that afterimages appeared, and also mobilized all his magic power.

As the skills were running, his eyes were covered with a layer of blood red, and his long black hair fluttered freely without wind. Strands of blood continued to appear between his robe and hair, and he already had a bit of the demeanor of a demon hero.

It looked like he was more like a demon cultivator than the eyebrowless male cultivator!

Zhou Ziwen controlled the black knife, a top-grade spiritual weapon, and quickly grew to three feet in size, turning into a stream of black light, and rushed towards the stunning sword light without showing any weakness.

Then he pointed a finger at the black scepter, and the blood-red crystal on it flashed, and an unprecedented red light suddenly burst out.

The extremely evil red light shone freely, covering half of the platform with a layer of blood, which seemed to indicate something ominous.

However, the blood color could not invade the range of the silver-white sword light, as if there was an invisible force blocking it.

Half blood-red, half silver-white, the two were equally divided.

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

"Blood Curtain Tianhua"

Under Zhou Ziwen's control, the blood-red crystal shot out a beam of light as thick as a child's arm, which spread out half a meter in front of him, forming a blood-colored light shield.

Through the beam of light, the blood-red light curtain was connected to the black scepter, and a steady stream of spiritual power was added, which continued to become thicker.

Facing the 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 this sword.

"This spell... seems to be somewhat similar to Shuimu Tianhua?"

"Could it be improved on the basis of Shuimu Tianhua?"

"In terms of power, it seems to be two levels better than Shuimu Tianhua, and it definitely surpasses the general second-level top-grade spells."

"It is close to the "Shenxiao Kuanglei" performed by Zhou Zhuofeng, but it is still one or two levels behind."

Witnessing the whole process of the two people's methods, Liu Yu made a comparison in his heart.

It happened in a split second.

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

The two people's methods were actually just a matter of a short breath.

After a breath, the methods of the two people's full strength collided with each other.

"Bang!!"

Carrying the powerful power of the top-grade spiritual weapon, the black knife spiritual weapon, which changed to a three-foot long, collided with the magnificent silver-white sword light.

"Clang"

Liu Yu's ears seemed to ring with the sound of swords, which coincided with the great trend in the dark, sharp and magnificent and unstoppable.

Half a breath later, the winner was decided.

The spiritual light of the black knife spirit weapon quickly dimmed, and it flew backwards straight, and was beaten back to its original shape in the process, shrinking to three inches in size.

In addition, there were several shallow sword marks on the blade, which showed the great difference in power.

After the black knife was beaten back to its original shape, the silver-white sword light was no longer blocked.

In a flash, it instantly crossed a distance of five or six feet and landed on the heavy shield formed by the "Blood Curtain Tianhua".

"Boom!!!"

It seemed that there was no time, and there was another clanging sword sound. The moment it came into contact with the blood-red shield, the silver-white sword light burst into a dazzling brilliance.

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

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

The concepts of "magnificent" and "sharp" were mixed together, but there was no disharmony at all.

The majestic sword light fell on the blood-red shield, as if an unbearable force fell, and the part of the shield that was touched instantly became a little thinner, and there was a sense of crumbling.

"Not good!"

Zhou Ziwen's face changed.

But in order to realize Elder Shi's wish and pass on the Holy Fire Sect in his own way, he also had reasons not to fail.

He couldn't die here!

"Puff"

At that moment, Zhou Ziwen's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he hammered hard at the heart acupuncture point, ignoring the damage to his vitality, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

The bright red and fragrant blood fell on the blood-colored crystal, and the light column connecting the shield and the blood-colored crystal immediately became thicker.

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

The power increased greatly!

With the blessing of a large mouthful of blood, the blood-red shield finally stabilized and was not penetrated at the first time.

"Clang"

The sound of swords continued, and became more and more obvious and harsh. The silver-white sword light was so strong that it was beyond Zhou Ziwen's expectation.

Even with the blessing of a large mouthful of blood essence, the blood-red shield also had a tendency to fail. It was slowly being worn away by the sword light and became thinner and thinner.

Slowly, but firmly.

Zhou Ziwen did not bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His hair was messy and he madly injected mana into the black scepter.

"Bang bang bang"

The sharp sword light kept leaving traces on the blood-red shield, and there were roars.

But the blood-red shield was not in vain. The damaged parts recovered quickly.

In this way, the sword light and the shield fell into a stalemate. At the critical moment of life and death, time passed very slowly.

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

"Clang"

The sound of the sword became more and more harsh at this time. Just by listening to the sound, you can feel how sharp the sword light is.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The shield became thinner and thinner with a series of explosions.

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 blood essence and the consumption of spiritual tools, this gap could not be eliminated.

Finally, the blood-red shield became extremely thin, with only a thin layer left.

It seemed that it could be easily pierced with a light poke!

"Clang"

"Swish"

Accompanied by a loud sword sound, the blood-red shield was finally pierced, and a big hole appeared in front.

"Is everything over?!"

"I still couldn't prove that I was the right choice."

"The elder's kindness still cannot be repaid."

"Long-term persistence, but ultimately failed."

"I still failed to master the Holy Religion and achieve the revival of the sect in my own way."

Spiritual weapons and spells were broken one after another, and Zhou Ziwen was seriously injured due to the consumption of blood and vitality.

His breath weakened instantly and fell to the level of the middle stage of foundation building. Even the blood color in his eyes dimmed a lot.

Looking at the oncoming sword light, many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and then he closed his eyes and faced it calmly.

The memory seemed to return to the past, the night when he missed the position of the Son of God.

The two had similar test scores, but under the persuasion of Elder Shi, who was like a father, Zhou Ziwen was forced to give up the position of the Son of God and became a "hidden man".

He was also informed of the past and secrets of the sect by the elders, including the news of the secret realm and the Holy Fire Sword, and knew the heavy responsibility and mission.

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

Zhou Ziwen was puzzled. Their test scores were similar, so why did Elder Shi, who was so kind, choose Tang Tianbao? ! ! !

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

Since then, Zhou Ziwen's faith has no longer been firm.

The reason why he still wants to pass on the sect is not because of faith and loyalty, but to repay his kindness.

Repay Elder Shi's kindness!

"It's over."

Close your eyes. Although the long-term persistence eventually failed, Zhou Ziwen has no regrets.

...

...

After a few breaths, the expected death did not come, and 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.

But the sword light was suspended in the air and no longer moved forward.

"What's the meaning?"

"Before killing me, do you want to torture me severely to relieve the hatred of Uncle Yang and Zishan's death?"

Looking at the other party with bloodshot eyes, Zhou Ziwen said coldly with a sneer on his face.

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

After slashing out that amazing sword light, Tang Tianbao could not maintain that wonderful state in an instant, and the aura around him was also rapidly declining, falling to the level of only the late stage of foundation building.

That sword consumed a small part of his spirit.

Tang Tianbao breathed heavily and stared at Zhou Ziwen, his eyes full of murderous intent.

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

Painful!

For a while, the small platform that was originally roaring became quiet, leaving only the occasional panting sound.

Liu Yu stood not far away, looking at the two people whose strength was greatly damaged indifferently, and did not choose to take action at the first time.

Originally, it was most appropriate to take action to control the two people at this time.

But in his heart, he also had a little curiosity about Tang Tianbao's choice.

How would this cheerful and generous monk, who used to be very contagious, deal with the former "brother" who betrayed the sect and himself and caused the death of many core members?

"I am 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 betrayal was actually committed, there would be only one word - kill!

However, Liu Yu also knew that there were differences between cultivators and 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, for him, the road to eternal life is better than everything else, and nothing else is important.

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

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

Enduring the hundreds of years now is for the future ten thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years!

Giving up what is in front of you is not because you are not greedy, but because you are greedy more!

However, some cultivators regard family, friendship, love and other things as too important, even more important than the road to longevity.

They believe that the present hundred years are far more important than the next ten thousand years or even ten million years.

Some things, once lost, will never come back.

Liu Yu does not agree with this view, but he can understand it, after all, everyone has their own aspirations.

However, Liu Yu believes that the True Immortal is almost omnipotent. If you can reach the realm of the True Immortal, some things may not be impossible to find back.

Turn the impossible into the possible, and turn the accidental into the inevitable!

Just like the narrow-minded thinking of mortals, they cannot imagine the greatness of the cultivators, and the cultivators with lower realms cannot imagine the greatness of the True Immortal.

…

After a few breaths of silence, as if he had made a decision, Tang Tianbao's eyes flashed fiercely.

Control the silver-white sword light and slash down fiercely!

"Clang"

The sword light flashed, and blood gushed out.

The Holy Fire Sword hanging on Zhou Ziwen's waist loosened, and one of his arms was also cut off at the root, and fell to the ground with two snaps at the same time.

"I won't kill you."

"Go away."

Tang Tianbao used the exorcism technique to take back the Holy Fire Sword and held it tightly in his hand. His face was still very ugly.

"What do you 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 shouted.

He hated this kind of alms attitude and the condescending feeling of the other party.

But in the face of questioning, Tang Tianbao remained silent, just stroking the Holy Fire Sword and looking at it carefully.

One breath, two breaths...

Until the third breath, Zhou Ziwen took a deep look at Tang Tianbao and was about to turn and leave.

Suddenly, he paused.

It seemed that he remembered something important and wanted to say something but hesitated.

In the end, he didn't say it, but turned slowly.

At this time, the broken arm of this person had scarred, but there was no blood flowing out.

For a cultivator who is proficient in the way of blood, it is too simple to connect an arm. With more energy and resources, he can even grow a new one.

But Zhou Ziwen just turned around and saw a ball of green flame, which was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

And there was a burst of pain in his consciousness.

Then, he lost consciousness.

"Want to leave?"

"Liu didn't say yes."

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

The person who took action was Liu Yu!

Surprised by Tang Tianbao's choice and the so-called brotherhood between the two, Liu Yu also felt a little emotional, but it did not prevent him from killing.

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

What does your friendship have to do with me?

After a good show, it will eventually come to an end, and Liu Yu is now going to make the final conclusion.

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

"Hmph~"

The blue flames burned fiercely, and Zhou Ziwen groaned and held back the scream.

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

Perhaps it was because this person specialized in the way of blood and had much more vitality than ordinary cultivators, the Qingyang Demon Fire burned for a full breath before this person turned into ashes.

Regardless of regret or not, regardless of willingness or unwillingness, this person's story ended here.

Using Zhou Zihua as "fuel", the flame of Qingyang Magic Flame suddenly increased.

It seemed that an inexplicable change had occurred, breaking a certain invisible boundary, and the power instantly jumped a little.

With a wave of his hand, Qingyang Magic Fire returned to his palm. Liu Yu looked at the blue flame that jumped from time to time, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Nine turns of magic fire!"

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

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

At this time, the last trace of light blue in the blue flame disappeared, and all turned into dark blue.

This indicates that Qingyang Magic Fire is "perfect" to a certain extent.

If Tang Tianbao was not present, Liu Yu really wanted to roar to the sky and vent his joy.

There is no other reason. For Qingyang Gong, Qingyang Magic Fire is too important.

Without this fire, the mana would not be as pure as it is now, and the "Body Flame Shield" would be mediocre, and Qingyang Gong would be just an ordinary top-grade martial arts.

With a slight smile, Liu Yu turned his head and looked at the last person leisurely.

"Tianbao, should I call you Fellow Daoist Hong?"

"Or Fellow Daoist Liu?"

"Or, Old Demon Qingyang!"

Tang Tianbao said in a solemn voice with a dignified face.

After a thrilling and bitter battle, he is now disheveled and ragged, but with a few breaths of breathing time, his spiritual pressure and breath have recovered.

"Liu Yu is me,"

"Hong Hao is me,"

"Old Demon Qingyang is also me."

"It's just a name, Fellow Daoist Tianbao can be as you like."

Liu Yu said indifferently, looking at the other party indifferently.

Although the Nine Nations Alliance is large, there are only a few well-known foundation-building cultivators.

Because of the war with Yan State, he was also famous, although it was not a good reputation.

Therefore, Liu Yu did not find it strange that the other party could recognize his identity.

After all, Qingyang Magic Fire was his signature method, and the characteristics were too obvious.

"Does Tang Tianbao really want to spare Zhou Ziwen's life?"

Liu Yu looked at the other party expressionlessly and shook his head slightly.

Human nature, itself has a certain degree of hypocrisy.

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

He didn't cover himself and stood openly not far away, so the other party couldn't help but see it.

"Friend Hong has extraordinary means, and it's really hard for Tianbao to hide it."

Tang Tianbao smiled bitterly.

At this time, he had a sword in one hand and a sword in the other hand. He had just taken a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and his mana was recovering rapidly.

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

"......"

Hearing this, Liu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a spiritual pressure that surpassed the peak of foundation building, he suddenly pressed the opponent.

Knowing that the opponent's mana was recovering quickly, he was not interested in nonsense!

First, subdue Tang Tianbao and seize the Holy Fire Sword, then search the soul to get the location of the teleportation array and the secret realm information, and finally take the teleportation array to escape from the secret realm.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu no longer concealed his murderous intention.

With the Red Flame Tower in one hand and the Molten Fire Knife in the other, his powerful spiritual sense was also ready, and he could perform the "Shocking Soul Stab" secret technique at any time.

He already knew that the opponent's spiritual sense was slightly beyond that of ordinary cultivators, but still far from comparable to his own.

Therefore, whether it is to use the "Shocking Soul Thorn" in conjunction with the spiritual weapon to take down the opponent, or to perform the "Soul-Breaking Soul-Searching Technique" to read the memory later, there is a greater chance.

"Wait, Fellow Daoist Hong..."

Realizing that the opponent is about to take action, Tang Tianbao's face changed, and he still wanted to delay time.

With the strength shown by Liu Yu just now, he knew that once he took action, he had almost no chance of winning, so he wanted to try "negotiation" to see if he could give up and make peace.

Even if he couldn't give up and make peace, he could delay time to recover his strength and use the mechanisms in the secret realm to deal with it.

But how could Liu Yu, who has experienced hundreds of battles, not know these thoughts of Tang Tianbao?

In the body, the pure mana was surging, and it was quickly injected into the two top-grade spiritual weapons through the meridians.

Molten Fire Blade and Red Flame Tower were all shining with red spiritual light, and their power quickly climbed to the peak.

The next moment,

they were about to be released!

However, just before Liu Yu was about to control the two spiritual weapons and cover Tang Tianbao.

He suddenly felt a great terror!

The sharp spiritual sense gave 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 seemed that as long as he had the idea of ​​killing Tang Tianbao again, something terrible would happen!

"This is..."

Because of the warning of the spiritual sense, Liu Yu stopped at the moment before his killing intent reached its peak.

In the end, he did not choose to make a move.

Since the beginning of cultivation, the sharp spiritual sense has always been of great help, and it has repeatedly predicted the enemy's moves.

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

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

"Why is that?"

Looking at Tang Tianbao, Liu Yu's eyes were full of doubts, and finally locked onto the Holy Fire Sword in his right hand.

According to the guidance of the spiritual sense, the suffocating feeling as if death was coming came from this sword!

Stay still and sense carefully.

The next moment,

Liu Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the original calmness was gone.

"Is this... spirituality?!"

He was shocked, looking at the Holy Fire Sword in Tang Tianbao's hand, with an incredible look in his eyes.