Immortal Mansion Longevity

  Chapter 801 Doomed! (Please subscribe!)

  Compared to chasing and killing monk Longmian, it is undoubtedly more important to rescue Huang Mei at this time.

  Zhenjun Nascent Soul's hand speed and attack frequency are very high, and every breath is a bit "long".

  The combat strength has been raised to the level of a great monk. Under Fu Qingshan's indiscriminate bombardment, this person can't last long.

   Ten or so days later, Liu Yu has been paying attention to the battle situation between the two.

   At this time, Huangmei's aura gradually became chaotic, and the spiritual pressure was reduced by half compared to the beginning, so it won't last long.

  As for the "Fang Clan's Two Heroes", they are indeed outstanding compared to ordinary Zhenjun, but in the middle and late stages of Yuanying's battle, their performance is very ordinary.

   "However, this Qingshan old monster is indeed astonishingly courageous. He didn't run away immediately, and even tried to kill Huangmei."

   "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood."

   "If it were me, I would run away immediately, and find a chance to take revenge later."

   "It seems that despite the superficial calm, the death of female cultivator Zheng Yanran still has a considerable impact on this matter."

   Seeing that the yellow eyebrows were hard to support, Liu Yu had this thought.

   Fu Qingshan's move is undoubtedly a bit unwise.

  It has been beaten as a rape, and any Nascent Soul cultivator passing by can participate in the siege.

   Moreover, the subpoena was sent out, and reinforcements from the Seven Nations Alliance would not be long before they arrived, and every lingering breath would be extremely dangerous.

   "Because of this, I gave myself and others a chance."

   "Otherwise, there is really no good way to take advantage of the chaos just now and escape immediately."

  Thinking in this way, Liu Yu flew out of the sky in an instant, approaching the battlefield between Chao Huangmei and Fu Qingshan very quickly.

  This kind of treachery is punishable by everyone, so naturally there is no need to pay attention to one-on-one.

  A distance of tens of miles, the huge blue light and shadow behind him moved.

  The blue spiritual light flickered in the palm, and the majestic spiritual power surged.

  Raising his hand, two dark blue beams of light blasted out, aiming at the "Ghost Dharma Aspect" more than three hundred feet away.

  Different from the battle against Dragon Faced Cultivator just now, this time it was Liu Yu's attack, and the power of the two beams of light was close to the peak of the fourth-order mid-level.

   "嗖嗖~"

  The deep blue aura shines in the night sky, leaving behind streaks of fiery aura of fire attribute along the way, forming streaks of cyan rainbow light in the night sky.

  Faced with this level of attack, Fu Qingshan, whose combat strength has only been raised to the level of a great monk, of course cannot ignore it.

   In desperation, this person could only control the ghost spirit, spit out countless black magic energy, and form a square shield to resist.

   "Boom boom!!"

  Like thunder, two roars that shook the mountains sounded almost in no particular order.

  The two attacks of Qingyang Nebula were easily blocked by the ghost method.

   After all, from the body shape, it can be seen that the gap is not small.

  Although the quality of Qingyang Nebula is higher and its power is greater under the same body size, Liu Yu's realm is too low after all.

   But even if this blow was easily blocked, he had achieved his goal.

  Fu Qingshan allocated part of his energy to deal with Liu Yu, and Huang Mei finally recovered from the danger of falling at any time.

  He is finally a mid-term true monarch who has been famous for hundreds of years. He has rich experience in fighting skills and can accurately judge the current situation.

   "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qingyang, for your help!"

  During the fierce fighting, Huang Mei thanked the siege through sound transmission.

   Immediately, he transmitted the voice again:

   "This secret technique to temporarily increase combat power is Fu Qingshan's famous stunt. This person has also used it at some critical moments before."

   "But each time it is used, the longest time should not exceed fifty breaths."

   "The gap between the mid-stage Nascent Soul and the late stage is very large. The price of performing this secret technique is definitely higher than imagined."

   "Twelve breaths have passed now, as long as you persist in ten or twenty breaths, the overall situation will naturally be settled!"

   "We will work together, and we will be able to kill this beast today!"

  Calm down, even though Huang Mei was seriously injured, she still urged the yellow long dagger to deal with Fu Qingshan with all her strength.

  Cultivator Nascent Soul possesses great power in every gesture. Naturally, it is not a secret technique, but it can enhance the strength of Nascent Soul monster.

   Like the secret art of burning essence and blood when building the golden pill, everyone can easily collect more than a dozen of them, but the improvement of strength is very limited.

  Huang Mei is currently performing a secret technique of burning the origin of the Nascent Soul, but in terms of temporary combat power improvement, the magnitude is far inferior to that of Fu Qingshan.

  In just ten breaths, he had already suffered serious injuries, and his originally golden face turned an abnormal crimson.

   "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Huang Mei, Liu has his own mind."

   With an extremely dignified expression, Liu Yu replied.

  Fu Qingshan's strength at this time is half as good as that of the "Fengxue Twin Immortals" in Piaoxue Pavilion. Even if he joins forces with Huang Mei, he has to be careful.

  If not, there may be life-threatening at any time.

  During the battle, Liu Yu controlled the real treasure "Red Flame Shield" and defended his whole body at all times.

  Azure aura glows on the surface of the body, increasing the physical defense to the maximum.

  He took back his natal treasure, the sunset golden rainbow gun, but there was a huge shadow of the dark golden gun, condensed and formed in the hands of the 160-foot nebular body.

  The cyan light and shadow gently waved the dark golden spear, shooting out more than a dozen extremely condensed dark golden spear lights.

  It was densely packed like raindrops, attacking the ghosts dozens of miles away.

  In the "nebula body" state, the power of each dark golden gun light is comparable to a fourth-level middle-grade spell.

   But while powerful, it consumes a lot of mana.

   Fortunately, Liu Yu has strong mana, and it is not a problem to persist for about half an hour.

   "咻咻~"

  The long, dark golden spear light pierced the night sky, and could enter within ten miles of the ghost figure, but its power began to decrease sharply.

   Within ten miles of the pitch-black ghost shadow, wisps of special magic energy permeated, swallowing all light.

  Even when the dark golden gun glow inspired by the nebula enters this dark field, the spiritual light can hardly shine too far.

  Under the erosion of magic energy, the power is rapidly reduced.

   When entering within half a mile of the ghostly spirit, the power has dropped to the level of the fourth-order low-grade, and it is blocked by the shield condensed with demonic energy.

   "Boom!!"

  Under the night sky, roars came and went.

  Just a ray of power that occasionally spilled out made ordinary creatures tremble. The Fang brothers and the cow-faced monks on the other battlefield were secretly shocked by this.

  Tianwu Mountain has a radius of hundreds of miles, and the original green mountains and green waters are also completely unrecognizable under the erosion of demon energy.

  The vegetation withered and the streams dried up.

  Although one is against two, Fu Qingshan still has the upper hand with the increase of secret techniques.

  In addition to the ghost form, this person also controls a pitch-black axe, which defeats the yellow-browed yellow long-armed sword, and can only be passively defended and difficult to attack.

  However, Liu Yu and Huang Mei are not idle people.

  Although they fell into a disadvantage for a short time, the two teamed up to deal with it carefully, but there was no danger of their lives.

  During the fierce battle, the two kept communicating with each other via voice transmission.

   Only wait for the time of the opponent's secret technique to pass and turn from prosperity to decline, and immediately launch a counterattack.

  Fu Qingshan showed such amazing strength, if Huang Mei doesn't get rid of it, he will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

  Not only did he burn the origin of the Nascent Soul, in order to win over Liu Yu, he even promised to hand over all the spoils after killing Fu Qingshan!

  As for the alliance mission, the order to capture him had long been thrown aside by the two of them.

   Such a terrifying opponent, they have no intention of capturing it at all.

   In case of any "accidental" escape after being sent to the Seven Nations, wouldn't it be necessary to worry about revenge in the future?

   "ang~"

  Under the night, the dark demonic energy surged and gathered, condensing into a hundred-foot-long demonic snake, roaring and rushing towards Liu Yu.

  Using the "ghost magic form", the power of this hundred-foot-long magic snake can reach the fourth-level top-grade, and it must not be underestimated.

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's storage ring had a flash of inspiration, and the real treasure "Nine Palaces Qingyang Lantern" appeared in front of him instantly.

   "噗~"

  Flipping his left palm, the Qingyang magic fire emerged and landed on the lamp panel, and little blue sparks floated forward.

   "Zi Zi ~"

  Leaving the lamp panel, a little spark rose in the wind, and turned into a raging sea of ​​fire in an instant, sweeping towards the Baizhang Demon Snake.

  Inspired by the Nine Palace Qingyang Lantern, the power of the Qingyang Demon Fire can reach the fourth rank.

   "crackling"

  When the cyan flame meets the pitch-black magic energy, there will be a violent collision reaction immediately, just like water and fire are incompatible, and both are rapidly consumed.

  However, the fire attribute does have a weak restraint effect on demonic energy, so Qingyang Demonic Fire can still slightly restrain the Dark Demonic Snake.

   At a glance, Liu Yu saw the magic snake in the blue sea of ​​flames. Its size was gradually shrinking, and its structure became less stable.

  But the black demonic energy seemed endless, gradually extinguishing strands of blue flames, the speed of shrinking the sea of ​​flames was undoubtedly faster!

"Pity."

   "If it officially reaches the fourth level, no other means are needed at all. The Qingyang Demon Fire can burn this snake to nothing."

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

   Immediately, he changed the technique of his hands, and two dark blue beams of light shot out from the blue light behind him.

   "Bang bang~"

  The thick cyan beam of light passed through the body of the snake,

   Coupled with the constant burning of the Qingyang magic fire, the hundred-foot-long magic snake finally couldn't hold on, and the snake's body turned into wisps of magic energy and dissipated.

  Liu Yu nodded slightly, and then blew again on the Nine Palaces Qingyang Lantern.

   Little cyan sparks floated out, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a sea of ​​flames covering a radius of ten miles. The two seas of flames converged and attacked towards the dark realm of the ghost spirit.

  It has the momentum to burn the demonic energy in the space into nothingness in one fell swoop!

   After casting "Soul Storm", Fu Qingshan seemed to have consumed a lot, so he never used it again.

   Now more than a dozen breaths have passed, and the peak moment has passed.

  Although the offense was ineffective, Liu Yu and Huang Mei teamed up to defend more than enough.

  Phantom of the Ghost, Qingyang Nebula, Blue Sea of ​​Fire, Thunder of True Treasure.

  Every breath, the three of them had to confront each other dozens of times, and the time passed by every minute and every second.

   In the blink of an eye, about ten breaths passed.

  …

  It seems that the effect of the secret technique is gradually declining, and Fu Qingshan's terrifying spiritual pressure and power are beginning to decline.

  Compared with the initial time, it is obviously reduced by a small amount.

   "This dog won't last long!"

   "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, beware of turning around and running away!"

  In the consciousness, there came Huang Mei's voice of relief.

   It was only about 20 breaths before and after the battle, but he felt that it was extremely long, and at this moment he finally saw the dawn of victory.

  But just after the sound transmission of this person's spiritual consciousness fell, the ghostly form of more than three hundred feet, and the huge body once again shone with pitch-black aura.

   "Boom!!"

  With Fu Qingshan as the center, a circle of black halo expands from the inside out.

   The demonic energy that had been consumed by the Qingyang Demonic Fire became intense again in an instant, and an extremely dense darkness enveloped tens of miles.

  At the level of spiritual consciousness, two gray-black soul storms formed again, sweeping towards Liu Yu and Huang Mei.

   It's just that compared to the beginning, the power has been significantly reduced, and the two have long been prepared.

  Liu Yu is three feet tall, with red light shining through the space, and the invisible power of spiritual consciousness spreads out, building a "wall of spiritual consciousness" in the blink of an eye.

   "Boom"

  The next moment, a soul storm swept over, shaking the wall of spiritual consciousness, and there was a huge movement at the level of spiritual consciousness.

  In the end, the "Invisible Wall" and "Soul Storm" both died.

   "huh~"

  The consciousness outside the body was torn apart, coupled with the massive consumption of the consciousness defending against this attack, an abnormal dark red appeared on Liu Yu's face.

   But his dantian, the chubby cyan Nascent Soul Method, suppressed the backlash in the blink of an eye.

   On the other side, although Huang Mei has a higher level of cultivation, her attainments in primordial spirit are far behind Liu Yu.

  He was already injured, and when he took this attack head-on again, the person's spiritual pressure dropped a lot again, and his aura became more chaotic.

   Resisting the soul storm, Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness spread out again, and Fu Qingshan was no longer there.

   "Phantom of the Ghost" supported the person with one hand, and he was already fifty miles away.

   Obviously, the duration of the secret technique is about to pass, and Fu Qingshan's strength will be greatly reduced.

   Seeing that there was no hope of killing Huang Mei, he wanted to retreat first.

"Chase!"

   Separated by tens of miles, Liu Yu and Huang Mei looked at each other, they merged into two ray of light, and chased towards Fu Qingshan.

  The matter has come to this point, and the relationship between the two parties is endless. Today, such an opponent must not be allowed to leave alive!

  If he survives this catastrophe and breaks through to the late Yuanying stage, it will destroy Liu Yu's cultivation plan.

  With the broken sword, he might be able to kill the great cultivator, but if he can't deal with it well, the matter of the spirit treasure in his possession will also be exposed.

   At that time, if one step is wrong, the future practice plan will be affected.

  So regardless of the reason, Liu Yu will kill Fu Qingshan as much as possible today!

   "嗖嗖~"

  Under the night sky, two streaks of light, one blue and one yellow, are behind, and a black streak of light is in front.

  The three escaping lights traveled tens of miles in an instant, but as time went by, the distance between the two parties gradually widened.

  Obviously, within the duration of the secret technique, Fu Qingshan's escape speed was far faster than the two of them.

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu frowned.

  The storage ring had a flash of inspiration, and the ancient treasure "Purple Electric Cloak" appeared on the back, and the mana was activated to the extreme.

   "嗖嗖~"

  In an instant, his flight speed was greatly increased.

  An average of nearly 8,000 miles per hour, and the short-term burst state is far beyond.

  This is not surprising, breaking through to the fourth level of body training, although the improvement is not as great as that of Qi training, but it can still increase some escape speed more or less.

   But even so, the distance between the two sides is still slowly widening.

  However, in the observation of spiritual consciousness and spiritual perception, Fu Qingshan's power and spiritual pressure continued to decline, and his escape speed also gradually decreased over time.

   "If this goes on, when his escape speed drops to the same as his own, he still can't break away from his own consciousness lock."

  Having come to this conclusion, Liu Yu was determined.

  At the moment, he was not in a hurry to use secret techniques to pursue him, so he hung far behind him like this.

   Only wait for the secret technique time to end and the opponent's strength to weaken to a certain extent, and then catch up and kill him.

  But when he turned his gaze to look at Huang Mei, Liu Yu frowned slightly.

  This person was seriously injured, his mana fluctuations were extremely chaotic, and his escape speed was also greatly affected.

  Cultivation is at the mid-term peak, but Huang Mei's average escape speed at this time is at most 7,500 miles per hour.

  Even Liu Yu, who activated the purple electric cloak, couldn't compare to him, let alone compared with Fu Qingshan, he was obviously slower than Fu Qingshan in the short-term burst state.

  If this continues, he will lose his lock on the target in a short time.

  Seeing this, Liu Yu's heart moved, he thought for a while and said:

   "Fellow Daoist Huangmei, with your escape speed at this time, you can't keep up with Fu Qingshan."

   "After a few breaths, you will lose your consciousness lock."

   "How about stopping here and turning around to support the Fang Brothers?"

   "The strength of the cow-faced monk is strong, and the two fellow Taoists have always been at a disadvantage."

   "If we all leave, and the old monster Qingshan still has a backup, the two fellow Taoists are afraid that the situation will not be good."

   "Don't worry, Fu Qingshan's strength is rapidly weakening, Liu is confident enough to win, and he will definitely not let this man survive today!"

  With Huang Mei's current escape speed, it is already impossible to catch up to join the battle in the first place.

  If he arrives later, it may limit his performance, so it is better to let him return.

   "That's fine."

  After hesitating for a moment, Huang Mei agreed.

  Although it is most reassuring to kill it by hand, but with his current escape speed, it is indeed impossible to catch up.

  Fu Qingshan's strength will decline significantly after using the secret, and the strength Liu Yu just showed is enough to take it down.

   and has already made a vendetta, there is no reason to let him go.

   "As for the beheading, I will leave it to Fellow Daoist Qingyang."

   "This dog is full of tricks, and his strength potential is extremely good. There will be endless troubles after letting the tiger go back to the mountain!"

   "For the four of us, it's a serious problem!"

  After sending out this sound transmission, Huang Mei Dunguang suddenly stopped.

   Immediately, Wei Wei turned around and returned to support the Fang brothers.

"rest assured."

   The light keeps disappearing, Liu Yu said via voice transmission.

  His face was indifferent and calm, and his pitch-black pupils were icy cold, like profound ice that would not melt for a thousand years, full of coldness and chill.

  Besides that, I was a little excited.

   It is indeed an extraordinary experience to kill this kind of magic hero who has been famous for hundreds of years, and it can greatly enhance one's own prestige.

   "嗖嗖~"

  Behind, the purple lightning cloak flashed purple thunder from time to time, and Liu Yu turned into a purple light, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers like lightning.

  One breath, two breaths.

  As time went by, Fu Qingshan, who was locked on by his spiritual consciousness, was still rapidly declining in spiritual pressure.

  After about eight breaths, it finally dropped to the normal mid-term realm, and the escape speed gradually slowed down.

  At this moment, the two are about 380 miles apart.

  From now on, the distance no longer widens, but tends to gradually narrow.

   "嗖嗖~"

  More than three hundred miles away, Fu Qingshan's dark purple robe was hunting.

  Although he was fleeing at extreme speed, the lingering sense of crisis still lingered in his heart.

  He turned around, suddenly ascended into the wind layer, and tried to get out of it by various means.

  Such as shielding the consciousness, hiding the body shape and so on.

  But that cyan ray of light can always find out its position accurately, and it has been hanging far behind.

  The opponent is only in the initial stage, and the strength he can show exceeds that of many middle-stage true kings.

   And if you dare to pursue it alone, you must have something to rely on.

  The improvement of strength by secret techniques is amazing, but the price is also very high.

  After casting the secret, about half an hour or so, Fu Qingshan's strength will be greatly reduced, even slightly worse than the ordinary middle-stage true king.

  So he was extremely dignified in his heart, not daring to underestimate it.

   "嗖~"

  After trying all kinds of methods, seeing that he still couldn't get rid of it, Fu Qingshan stopped in the fourth wind layer, turned around and looked behind him.

  Before his strength has declined too much, he still wants to fight hard!

  Three hundred miles away, Liu Yu's heart moved.

  He was keenly aware of the target, trying to fight with his back, so he didn't rush forward immediately.

"Not urgent."

   After entering two hundred miles, Liu Yu stopped moving forward.

  According to the situation learned from Huang Mei, the aftereffects of Fu Qingshan's secret technique are far from the most serious state.

   Wait for a period of time, wait until its strength declines to the lowest level, and then "strike hard" is not too late!

   "Could it be that this seat is really doomed today?!"

  Seeing that the old demon Qingyang is so sophisticated, a wry smile appeared on the face of this evil hero who has been in the world for hundreds of years.

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  PS: There is another chapter in the early morning.

  (end of this chapter)