Immortal Palace Longevity

The foundation-building stage is certainly not so exaggerated against the Qi-refining stage, but it also has an absolute advantage and initiative.

Except for the few "prodigies" in history who are amazingly talented, almost no cultivator can "attack the superior with the inferior". Even Liu Yu, who is in the Qi-refining stage, cannot challenge the foundation-building cultivators of a higher realm.

When the formation was broken and the five elders of the Huang family fled, they had already ordered the Huang family cultivators to break out and flee. They did not have time to explain the subsequent rendezvous and gathering places, or dared not to explain.

About 200 Qi-refining cultivators of the Huang family scattered, and the city guards were responsible for chasing and killing those who ran fast. There were only about 40 who ran slowly and stood still.

The mother-child soul-chasing blade brought the Qingyang magic fire to harvest indiscriminately in the crowd. In just a dozen breaths, no one was alive. When the last scream fell, the mountainside was left with only black ash and silence, and only the sound of fighting came from not far away.

More than forty lives that were still alive just now, among which there may be a few so-called "geniuses", but in a blink of an eye, they became a mass of black ash on the ground, which was the trace of their existence.

Liu Yu looked at all this expressionlessly.

With a thought, the Mother-Child Soul Chasing Blade quickly turned a circle, absorbing the light blue flames on the mass of black ash into the sword body.

Liu Yu waved his hand again, and the Mother-Child Soul Chasing Blade returned to float in front of him, and the Qingyang Demon Fire separated from the sword body and gathered on his right hand again.

"One point two degrees"

Looking at the Qingyang Demon Fire burning silently, relying on the close connection in his mind, Liu Yu instantly sensed the fuel provided by forty Qi Refining cultivators for the Demon Fire.

The fuel provided by this group of Qi Refining cultivators for the Qingyang Fire Demon far exceeded the group that died on the top of the mountain. Not only was the number doubled, but because they were still alive, the vitality and soul energy in their flesh and blood were richer.

Liu Yu nodded slightly, quite satisfied with this harvest.

After years of nurturing mana and adding fuel, the power of Qingyang Devil Fire has become stronger. According to the description of Qingyang Gong, it is enough to complete the fourth Devil Fire Refining.

Liu Yu couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and then he looked at the black ash on the ground indifferently. With a move of his palm, he sucked the five storages into his hand and stuffed them into his arms, which seemed a little "swollen".

Forty Qi Refining cultivators had no power to resist the Foundation Building cultivators who were one level higher. Liu Yu could do it, and so could the other Foundation Building fellows who came this time.

It was not a credit, so the harvest naturally could not be taken alone. After checking the harvest in the end, the ten Foundation Building cultivators divided it equally.

If whoever killed it would belong to him, then no one would be willing to hunt down the Huang family Foundation Building cultivators. These were agreed at the beginning, and everyone agreed, and Liu Yu naturally had no objection.

Including the spirit stones in the Immortal Mansion, Liu Yu now has a total of about 25,000 spirit stones.

With the continuous income from the Jade Pill Hall, if the spirit stones are not enough, he can sell some more Green Spirit Pills. He does not care about 10,000 or 20,000 spirit stones.

But spirit stones are spirit stones, which are an indispensable resource for cultivating immortals. If Liu Yu is not greedy, it will arouse suspicion.

So he casually collected five storage bags, all of which belonged to the Huang family cultivators with higher cultivation in his memory.

The five storage bags were just within the tolerance limit of other fellow disciples, and they were considered "hard work fees".

Not caring is one thing, but the spirit stones are right in front of him, so Liu Yu still doesn't mind bending down to pick them up.

Without putting away the diamond flags surrounding his body, Liu Yu's consciousness moved.

Controlling the mother and child soul-chasing blade to change to a size of ten feet, then holding the Yaojin bow in his left hand and the Qingyang magic fire in his right hand, he lightly jumped onto the sword body and turned into a black light to chase the Huang family cultivators who were still fleeing in the distance.

It was a rare opportunity, so Liu Yu must seize the opportunity and harvest as much fuel as possible.

Otherwise, when returning to the sect, how could there be such a big harvest opportunity?

Not far away, Li Bu Tong was launching a fierce attack, which made Huang Yicheng unable to stop for a moment. His condition was getting worse and worse. He could no longer withstand the sharpness of the top-grade spiritual weapon. Death was only a matter of time.

There were already seven or eight scattered escape lights flying in the sky. They were the Huang family cultivators driving the magic weapon to try to escape to heaven. After each escape light, there was a section of escape light chasing closely. It was the city guards who were chasing.

There was a "buffer period" for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage to fly with the magic weapon, which was the process of increasing the output of the magic weapon and making it bigger. This process took about two breaths.

Although the time was short, the Huang family cultivators had no time to fly with the magic weapon.

When the formation was broken, the five elders of the Huang family only took the core clan members who were close to them and had good spiritual roots to escape, and then left a few dozen low-level spiritual talismans to cover the rear, and abandoned the ordinary clan members.

And Huang Yicheng was also trying his best to intercept the foundation-building cultivators, but he was powerless.

Faced with a large number of low-level spells released by the talismans, the city guards chose to directly confront them head-on. More than 80 mid-grade magic weapons, spears and bows and arrows were used together to easily destroy them, reflecting good training and fighting skills.

Then they approached the Huang family Qi-refining monks without stopping, launching attacks so that they had no time to fly.

Faced with the offensive, the Huang family monks who were in the middle and late stages of Qi-refining and could fly with their weapons had to put away their magic weapons and run down the mountain, trying to get a distance before driving the magic weapons to escape.

The Huang family monks in the early stages of Qi-refining could only escape by their legs, and could only try their best to run down the mountain, but they were lucky enough to live for a while longer.

The city guards mainly hunted down the Huang family monks in the middle and late stages of Qi-refining who could fly with their weapons. Because the Huang family monks in the early stages of Qi-refining could not run far, they did not invest too much energy, but could live for a while longer.

"Ah!"

The screams in the forest were one after another. Without the protection of the formation, the Huang family's Qi-refining monks died quickly.

Whenever the Huang family monks' escape light rose, the city guards would tacitly send one person to follow, chasing the soul and demanding the life until death!

Liu Yu drove the mother-child soul-chasing blade forward quickly. When he met the Huang family monks, he paused for a moment. A small ball of Qingyang magic fire the size of an egg in his hand flew towards a gray-shirted monk who was fighting with the city guards below.

The gray-shirted monk was also in the late stage of Qi-refining. He noticed this ball of fire that looked extremely extraordinary and wanted to pull his hand out to deal with it.

But his two magic weapons were entangled by the city guards and could not be taken back. He could only use a medium-grade magic weapon that looked like a yellow fishing net to cover the Qingyang magic fire, hoping to get a miraculous effect.

However, the reality is cruel. As soon as the Qingyang Demon Fire came into contact with the yellow fishing net, it penetrated through the magic weapon the next moment, burning a hole the size of an egg in the fishing net magic weapon, causing it to disappear and fall to the ground.

When the gray-shirted monk reacted and was about to make a move, it passed through the shield like paper and fell on his shoulder.

"Ah~"

The fire quickly increased and spread to the whole body. Not only was there only a pile of black ash and a storage bag left in half a breath.