Immortal Mansion Longevity

Liu Yu recalled the various contents of "The Essentials of Demon Cultivation" and knew how to maximize his own interests. Dark thoughts spread in his heart, but in the end he did not rescue him.

His pupils were pitch-black and deep, and his eyes were drooping. He controlled the Soul Chasing Blades to slowly wear away the cross-shaped wind blades, and secretly took back a bit of strength.

On the other side, facing the pink-clad man who was completely crazy, Yao Yunsong felt cold in his heart and sweated on his face. He wanted to slap himself twice.

He now only has a top-quality magic weapon, and he can only bite the bullet and control it to deal with the red bone claws, and he was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back.

As for the other party's pink folding fan, you can only use high-grade magic tools to hold it first, and then add spells and talismans to assist.

However, the two magical instruments are too far apart in terms of quality and power, so they can only barely delay, and if they are careless, they will get out of control.

Despite this, Yao Yunsong tried to delay the time until Liu Yu came to the rescue.

However, he was destined to be disappointed.

Just like a person who pretends to be asleep can't wake up, a fellow student who doesn't want to rescue will always be one step behind.

Yao Yunsong did not wait for rescue, but three **** like black marbles came, mixed with the attacking spell, and flew towards him from a tricky angle.

The ball was dark and unremarkable, but it had a creepy aura, and it was only six or seven feet away from him when it was discovered.

"Yin Leizi!"

Yao Yunsong's pupils shrank and the hairs on his body stood on end. His rich experience made him instantly recognize this sinister and sinister weapon.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately took out a magic talisman with water drop patterns on its surface, and instantly condensed it into a square mirror surface of emerald green and crystal clear, blocking it in the direction of Tianleizi.

This water mirror seems to be condensed from crystal clear clear water, with a little ripple on the surface. It is easy to feel the pure water aura in the spiritual sense of the monk.

Green Condensation Mirror Talisman!

The second-order mid-grade defensive charm is a little lower than the black bird flame charm, but because it is a rare defensive charm, the price is not much different.

Yao Yunsong is just an ordinary three-spirited cultivator, and he has no deep roots in the sect. He cultivates the most common exercises, and needs to plan everything by himself. After cultivating, he has purchased two top-quality instruments and a Qingning Water Mirror Talisman. Not easy.

After playing this magic talisman, he had no other means but to quickly move the magic trick and raise a wall of earth in front of him to provide a bit of poor defense.

"Boom"

The earth wall had just risen, 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. It can be said that they were very close.

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

But the Qing Ning Shui Mirror Talisman is not the formation of the mine, and the defensive power of the two is too much.

In the violent thunder and lightning of the three groups, the blue water mirror was quickly destroyed, and the remaining power quickly attacked Yao Yunsong.

The earth wall condensed by the earth wall technique is like paper paste, which can be easily destroyed, and the remaining power will be bombarded on Yao Yunsong.

The man turned pale with fright, seeing this scene, he instinctively took out a shield of a high-grade magic weapon to block it in front of him.

"boom"

Yin Leizi's remaining power hit the shield, causing the aura to instantly extinguish and split into several pieces. The last remaining power bombarded Yao Yunsong with the largest piece of magic weapon, knocking him off instantly.

"Pfft"

A blood mist was sprayed in the air, and it looked truly beautiful.

After this blow, Yao Yunsong was directly knocked 20 to 30 feet into the air and suffered serious injuries, but thanks to his timely response, he did not lose his combat power.

He knew that it was extremely dangerous at this time, and he didn't have time to mourn.

After all, Yin Leizi's power is a little weaker, especially when the Foundation Establishment cultivator is prepared, the effect can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

Even if there were three in a row, Yao Yunsong could not be seriously injured.

But in the end, it still had some effect. At the moment of flying, Yao Yunsong lost control of the magic weapon.

"While he's sick, kill him!"

The pink-clothed man let out a strange laugh, and took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The red bone staff and pink folding fan instantly knocked Yao Yunsong's magic weapon into the air, and then killed him without stopping, wanting to behead him with one blow.

Seeing this scene, Yao Yunsong was filled with spirits, and he quickly controlled two magical instruments to intercept them, but it was still a little short.

That yellow flying sword was originally only a high-grade magic weapon. After the previous confrontation, it had been damaged. After the "heavy blow" just now, it was lost and fell on the loess.

No matter how he called, there was no response.

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

He took out all kinds of low-grade magic tools or magic talismans to intercept them, but they didn't work. He sent Liu Yu's voice transmission to Liu Yu, but he didn't get a response.

In his desperate and terrified eyes, the pink folding fan that was blazing with blood grew bigger and bigger, gradually occupying his entire field of vision.

"Puff", "Plop"

The pink folding fan passed through its shield as if nothing, and cut across its head, spraying a large piece of steaming blood on the sandy ground.

The incision was smooth and neat, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a plopping sound.

"Hehe~"

After killing Yao Yunsong, the man in pink quickly controlled the magic weapon and returned to his side, with a cruel smile on his face, he turned to look at Liu Yu, trying to intimidate the remaining enemy.

At this time, he ignited hope again, and before the time of the secret technique passed, he wanted to scare away the monk of Yuanyang Sect with the might of murder.

The moment Yao Yunsong's head left his body, the Soul Chasing Blade "just happened" wiped out the cross wind blade and slashed towards the man in pink.

Turning a blind eye to the strong eyes from the outside, this kind of secret technique would not last long. Liu Yuling sensed that the man in pink had passed the peak of his aura.

It is better to kill this person quickly rather than slowly, and scan the surroundings with the maximum range of consciousness to make sure that there are no other monks nearby.

Liu Yu put away the Yaojin Bow, took out the Li Xuanjian with a slap from the storage bag, poured liquid mana into it without hesitation, and threw it in front of him to directly cast the most powerful spiritual artifact transformation technique.

It turned into a phantom of a monster beast flamingo, wrapped Li Xuanjian in it, exuded the powerful breath of a second-order late stage monster, and rushed towards the man in pink.

Then, he took out the magic weapon used to kill the white-bearded old man from the Spirit Medicine Garden. A black iron rope that was blazing with cold light quickly grew to two or three feet long, and wrapped around the pink-clad man like a black snake.

Li Xuanjian, Zimu's Soul Chasing Blade, and black iron rope.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Now that the killing intent has been decided and no outsiders are present, Liu Yu no longer hides his strength. When he strikes, he is the three most powerful magic weapons.

"Shocking Thorn"

He didn't stop after finishing all this. A small group of divine consciousness gathered between his eyebrows, compressed and condensed into an invisible and intangible sharp needle, and stabbed towards the eyebrows of the man in pink.

All means are used to try to make the opponent have no chance to resist.

After exerting his full strength, the hidden spirit technique naturally loses its effect, and the spiritual pressure of Liu Yu is not far from the middle stage of foundation building!

The expression of the man in pink was completely stiff. Originally, he wanted to have a "peace talk", but he would face such a thunderous method before he could say it.

The high-grade spiritual weapon made him feel like a scepter on his back, but before he could react, he suddenly lost consciousness.

It turned out that it was the shocking stab that made him lose his mind for two moments, and then he recovered after two moments.

But at this time, the best time to set up defense had already been missed, and Liu Yu's offensive was imminent.

The power of the shocking thorn depends on the difference in the consciousness of the two parties.

Now Liu Yu's consciousness has reached seven miles, which is the category of the later stage of foundation building, and the man in pink has only the first stage of foundation building, and all the effects are excellent.

The man in pink can only hurriedly control the magic weapon to block, let the red bone staff and pink folding fan block in front of him, and then take out his last yin thunder son and throw it towards Li Xuanjian.

"Bang"

Yin Leizi exploded before approaching the Li Xuanjian, which was transformed into a spiritual weapon, and burst into a ball of pitch-black lightning. Most of the power was released forward, trying to block the offensive.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu did not retreat at all, and regretted the choice of the control instrument.

The flamingo phantom made a long cry, and the phantom fire on the surface seemed to be more vigorous, raising its claws and tearing it to both sides directly.

The pitch-black thunderbolt was directly torn in half, and the flamingo's power only consumed a small part and continued to kill the man in pink.

"Ding Ding"

The power of the high-grade spiritual weapon was fully displayed, and Liu Yu's magic power was far purer than that of the monks of the same rank. Li Xuanjian swept the two magic tools, the red bone staff and the pink folding fan, into the air.

The pink-clothed man opened his mouth to speak, as if he wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but Liu Yu didn't plan to give him this chance.

The Soul Chasing Blade easily shattered the shield and passed through its chest.

"boom"

The black iron rope hit the pink-clad man's head, causing it to instantly explode into a mist of blood, and traces of flesh and blood were scattered everywhere.

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

Controlling Li Xuanjian and Zimu Chasing Soul Blade to return with two high-grade storage bags, Liu Yu spit out the Qingyang Demonic Fire and flew towards the corpses of the two of them, making sure to squeeze every bit of value out of the principle of not wasting.

Because the two of them have already died, most of their physical vitality and soul essence have been dissipated, and the Qingyang Demon Fire has burned all their flesh and blood, and they only harvested "half degree" of fuel.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Liu Yu used a water polo to clean the bloodstains on the magic weapon, leaving only the son and mother to fly with the Soul Chasing Blade and Yujian, and the rest into the storage bag.

Then, he cast more than a dozen first-order advanced spells, destroying the scene cleanly, making it difficult to trace the cause and effect.

In the end, it turned into a black light and rose into the sky, flying towards the Amethyst Mine.

While flying away, Liu Yu paid attention to the surrounding movement, while holding the storage bags of Yao Yunsong and the man in pink, and checked the "trophies".

In addition to the two top-quality instruments, the most valuable item in the pink-clothed man's storage bag is the Liu Ying Amethyst. A total of one and a half pound and a half are worth 3,000 spiritual stones. Counting the two top-quality instruments, Liu Yu has harvested more than 5,000 at a time. Piece of Spirit Stone.

Taking Qingyuan Pill and Yangshen Pill consumes too much, almost 9,000 spirit stones are consumed every year, and 27,000 spirit stones in three years.

Liu Yu only had 5,000 spirit stones left in her storage bag, so she was moved. After all, it's not easy for anyone.

As for Yao Yunsong, he was too "poor" in comparison. He only had one top-quality magic weapon, few spirit stones, and the exercises he practiced were ordinary.

However, Liu Yu didn't hold out hope at first. After all, this person's storage bag must eventually be handed over to the sect. Many of the same sect saw the two of them go after the Hehuan Sect cultivator together, so there must be an explanation.

The Hehuanmen cultivator pulled Yao Yunsong on his back before he died, and he was trapped by his means and rescued him one step later. This script is very good.

After all, with no hope of escaping, a cultivator can do anything.

After decades of battles in the immortal world, hundreds of foundation-building cultivators have fallen. Even in the Yuanyang sect, there are dozens. It is not surprising that there is one more Yao Yunsong.

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

Liu Yu rode the escape light for about a quarter of an hour, and the Amethyst Mine came into view again.

At this time, the dust had basically settled, and there were only scattered movements of fighting in the darkness around the mine. That was because the remaining disciples of the Hehuan Sect were still stubbornly resisting.

Most of the Yuanyang Sect disciples have already drawn their hands and are dealing with the mortals who dig for the Hehuanmen.

The sound of screams and whining was incessant, and when I looked around, I saw corpses scattered everywhere, blood flowing into rivers, and the blood splattered and dyed the ground red.

There are various forms of death, and there are many stumps and broken arms.

After decades of war in the immortal world, most of these qi-refining disciples understood the cruelty of war, and they turned into machines that harvested life.

Don't kill it, keep it for the enemy sect?

Liu Yu flew over the mine and saw all kinds of scenes.

He didn't stop to collect fuel, these mortals and loose cultivators can provide too little, and there are more important things to do now.

The black light didn't stop, sensed the breath of the same door, and flew in a certain direction.

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

"Senior Brother Zhou, when Brother Yao and I were besieging the Hehuan Sect cultivator, he suddenly attacked."

"Senior Brother Yao was careless for a while~www.wuxiahere.com~ I was entangled and too late to rescue, so I accidentally fell."

"This is his storage bag."

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

He showed some heavy and sad expressions just right. He seemed to be in a low mood because of the fall of his classmate, and began to play on the scene.

Zhou Zhuofeng is the leader of this person's mission and the person with the highest cultivation level. Liu Yu should have informed him and explained clearly the cause and effect.

As long as this person doesn't get into it, this matter is half over.

Zhou Zhuofeng had regained his calm at this time. It seemed that his "strange" smile was an illusion not long ago. Hearing Liu Yu's words, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Junior Brother Liu doesn't have to blame himself."

"My cultivator's path to immortality should be like walking on thin ice. It's his own fault that Junior Brother Yao is so careless."

"Even if you are lucky enough to survive today, there will be a disaster sooner or later."

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

After a while, Zhou Zhuofeng took the storage bag and gently tapped Liu Yu on the shoulder and said slowly.

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

Hearing Zhou Zhuofeng say this, Liu Yu was still "in a low mood" and stood on the side without speaking, just listening to them discussing the task.

The time was short, and the few people didn't discuss it for too long.

In the end, Zhou Zhuofeng decided to send a few foundation-building stage cultivators with the Qi-refining stage disciples in and try to destroy the passage in the mine as much as possible.

It made the mining of Hehuanmen difficult, not only to recruit new personnel, but also to reopen the mine.