Immortal Palace Longevity

To be able to walk in this cruel world of immortal cultivation, go through ups and downs, and cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building, naturally he is not a mentally handicapped person.

Otherwise, it is impossible to cultivate to this level.

The blue and sharp face has become cold, and his palm is on the spirit beast bag at his waist, looking coldly at the Taoist Qingsong, ready to attack at any time.

At the same time, he quietly moved away from the Taoist, approached Liu Yu a little, but did not get too close, and also kept a distance and vigilance.

Who knows if these two people are singing the same tune? Or do they have their own ulterior motives?

Everyone is united because of interests, and there is no trust between each other at all, so of course they have to be on guard.

"Fellow Daoist Canglan, in my opinion, this bastard Daoist Qingsong had bad intentions from the beginning and had long wanted to ambush and kill you and me."

"Qingsong may be just his superficial identity. His real identity is probably a gang of evil cultivators active in the branch of Venus. I don't know how many fellow Daoists he has killed."

"Everyone should kill this evil cultivator!"

"We are in the depths of the mountains. For now, you and I have to join hands to deal with this beast and advance and retreat together."

Liu Yu's face was cold, and his spiritual consciousness transmitted his voice. His words were righteous and stern, and he talked about expedient measures.

With the strength shown by Daoist Qingsong at this time, he was confident that he could take him down by surprise by using the Shocking God Thorn and the Molten Fire Blade, but his minions needed to be restrained.

Otherwise, he would be overwhelmed and outnumbered. He could only flee.

Escape quickly in the depths of the mountains. But it is an extremely dangerous thing. If you break into the monster's territory, you may face the monster's attack. It will be extremely dangerous to be attacked from both sides.

Moreover, the Jindan spirit is on the body of Taoist Qingsong, and he does not want to flee in embarrassment at all.

As long as Canglan can restrain his minions, he can quickly kill Taoist Qingsong, and then it will be much easier to advance or retreat.

As if knowing that they have been discovered, the ambushed people no longer hide. Three foundation-building period spiritual pressures appear a few miles away and approach this side rapidly.

"That's what I mean."

Canglan's face is solemn, looking at the spiritual pressure approaching Taoist Qingsong rapidly, and responds by voice transmission.

He also understands that fleeing in a panic in the depths of the dangerous mountains is definitely not a good idea, and he still has some confidence in his own strength.

Fleeing without a fight is definitely not his style.

With his own strength, with this seemingly powerful cultivator named Hong, do he really need to escape?

"Please hold back his minions for the time being, and I will let Mr. Qingsong deal with him."

Liu Yu quickly transmitted the message.

The communication between the two was extremely fast, and it seemed to be very long, but in fact it was only two moments.

"One is in the middle stage of foundation building, and two are in the early stage of foundation building."

At this time, the two felt the specific cultivation of Mr. Qingsong's minions.

"What? He wants to deal with Mr. Qingsong, who is in the late stage of foundation building?"

"Why is this cultivator surnamed Hong so confident? Is he sure he can deal with him?"

Cang Lan's heart was in turmoil.

Originally, he thought that he would deal with Mr. Qingsong, and the other party would hold back his minions. Unexpectedly, this cultivator surnamed Hong would be so arrogant. Could it be that he has more hidden strength than himself?

He didn't think that the other party was looking for death. When the facts were in front of him, he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.

"The immortal cultivators are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even if the Jinwu insect is successfully hatched this time, the geniuses in the immortal world cannot be underestimated."

"But this person doesn't seem to be a casual cultivator."

When Cang Lan had this thought,

Liu Yu has already made a move, taking the initiative!

He patted his storage bag and took out the Lixuan Sword and the Qingjiao Halberd, injected his magic power into the spiritual weapon and transformed it directly, and attacked the Taoist Qingsong with the greatest power, without any reservation.

This is not the time to hide his weakness. He knows that he must give his "ally" some confidence, otherwise he will not see any hope, and he is afraid that this ally will turn around and run away.

"Squeak!!"

The spiritual light of the Lixuan Sword is bright, and it turns into a flaming bird about ten feet in size in the dazzling red light, wrapping the sword body in it, and attacking the enemy cultivator with scorching heat.

The Qingjiao Halberd grew into a simple halberd about ten feet in size in the blink of an eye, the halberd blade flashed with cold light, and a green dragon swam slowly on the halberd body.

With a whirl, the Qingjiao Halberd halberd blade chopped vertically at the Taoist Qingsong.

The two spiritual weapons flashed with spiritual light, shining in the night sky, and the strong fluctuations could still be heard more than ten miles away.

In the eyes of the cultivators present, it seemed to be the absolute center.

The power was so strong that everyone changed color.

The power of the top-grade spiritual weapon has surpassed the top-grade magic weapon. In the past, Liu Yu was limited by his cultivation and could not fully exert its power.

But after completing three magic fire refining and advancing to the middle stage of foundation building, it was completely different.

The style of these two spiritual weapons was fully displayed, and the power was increased by nearly half on the basis of the previous one, which made the cultivators present change color.

Among them, there is the power of the spiritual weapon itself, as well as the blessing of Liu Yu's cultivation and the pure magic power of Qingyang Gong.

Because of the reason of the technique, the gap in strength has been seen at this time.

Facing such a powerful offensive, the old Taoist Qingsong opened his eyes wide, and a sense of badness rose in his heart.

Such a sophisticated spiritual weapon, and the power between the shots is far more powerful than that of ordinary foundation building cultivators. It is likely that he is not a casual cultivator, but a cultivator from a large sect or a large family.

Walking on the road at night will encounter ghosts.

This thought flashed through his mind, but the attack was already in front of him and he had no time to think about it.

The Taoist Qingsong used all his strength to drive the Wuchen Sword, which turned into a green sword light to meet the Lixuan Sword that had transformed into a firebird. The white beard of the Buddha dust swelled in the wind, and hundreds of white beards entangled the Qingjiao Ji, and then the Yin-Yang Fish Daotu magic weapon unfolded to protect his body.

He had cultivated from an ordinary casual cultivator to the current level, and his attack and defense had long been free of obvious shortcomings.

Even if Liu Yu was unexpectedly strong, he had the confidence to escape unscathed, but he had to move to another place later and be careful of the pursuit of the other party's sect and family.

"Ding Ding"

The two flying swords, one red and one green, were pointed at each other, and the sharp beak of the firebird collided with the tip of the Wuchen Sword, making a harsh sound.

After the two flying swords stalemated for a moment, the Wuchen Sword was finally defeated and was pushed back two or three feet, and the Lixuan Sword had exhausted its old strength and could not pursue the victory.

On the other side, the Qingjiao Ji faced the white beard that was entangled, turned the angle and used the halberd blade to cut fiercely horizontally.

"Zizizi"

The seemingly soft white beard, when cut by the Qingjiao halberd, seemed to be cut on the extremely hard gold and stone. The contact point actually produced a few sparks, and only cut off a dozen white beards.

Facing this ever-changing Buddhist dust, Liu Yu did not dare to let the Qingjiao halberd be entangled, and retreated quickly after one strike.

The gap between the late and middle stages of foundation building is much larger than that between the middle and early stages. Even if Liu Yu narrowed this gap with Qingyang Gong, coupled with the superior quality of the spiritual weapon, he could only suppress it.

But this is the case now. When he completes the three magic fire refining in the middle stage of foundation building, the situation will be different.

Assessing his own strength growth after being promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, and the strength of Qingsong Laodao, a veteran late-stage cultivator, this thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

The spiritual consciousness controlled the two spiritual weapons to slightly accumulate power, and launched a new round of offensive again.

He took out a small pot from the storage bag with a wave of his hand, and took two gulps from the spout, then put it away and took out two medium-grade spirit stones to absorb the spiritual energy in it to restore mana.

This is an upgraded version of the snowflake wine that restores mana in the early stage of foundation building - the fine snowflake wine, which can quickly restore about one-tenth of the mana of the mid-stage foundation building cultivator in the battle.

Each pot only has five sips, and only two sips are effective in a short period of time. The price is 2,500 spirit stones per pot, which is beyond the reach of many cultivators.

This is also one of the preparations Liu Yu made in advance. In such a dangerous place, it is very necessary to keep the mana sufficient at all times.

As for the top-grade spiritual weapons Molten Fire Knife and Shocking Spirit Thorn Secret Technique, there is no rush to take them out. The two top-grade spiritual weapons are already amazing enough. If you take out the top-grade spiritual weapons again, it will make the "allies" wary.

At that time, it is hard to say who will join forces with whom.

When the two sides are fighting fiercely, suddenly use it to kill Qingsong Laodao directly, so that they have no time to react, which is the best strategy.

By then, Qingsong, who had the highest cultivation, would be dead. Even if they joined forces, they would not pose a threat to him.

Liu Yu calmly controlled the two spiritual weapons, leaving Taoist Qingsong no time to take care of other things. The thick earth umbrella surrounded his body to guard against possible attacks.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness enveloped the surroundings, and every move within five miles came into view.

After Liu Yu showed his powerful strength, although Canglan felt threatened, he decided to stop Taoist Qingsong's accomplices as agreed because Taoist Qingsong was powerful at present.

He took off the red spiritual beast bag on his waist and opened the bag, releasing all the flying fireflies. There were more than a thousand of them, forming a "cloud of insects".

Then Canglan controlled the cloud of insects to spread out, and wisps of flames formed a large-scale "flame torrent" and burned towards the three people who came a few miles away.

The heat wave was pungent, and the temperature in this forest suddenly rose, and some trees even burned without fire.

This level of flame attack was still eye-catching in the night sky even if it was miles away.

Of course, this flying firefly has more than just fire-breathing, but other means will consume the number of spirit insects. This insect is not easy to cultivate, so he is reluctant to use it at this time.

While controlling the flying firefly, Canglan slapped another white spirit beast bag on his waist, and six white spirit butterflies with two pairs of wings flew out of it.

The white spirit butterfly aimed at the flame of the flying firefly, spit out wisps of transparent powder, and floated towards the target silently.

"The magical power of this white spirit butterfly is a bit weird."

Liu Yu noticed this scene with his consciousness.

The consciousness of ordinary cultivators can't observe this powder at all. He practiced the magic method of storing spirit and his consciousness was close to the peak of foundation building, so he could barely capture it. However, since it has been discovered, the threat to him has been much smaller.

At this time, Liu Yu observed that the three minions of Qingsong Laodao were actually the last three foundation-building cultivators he met before approaching the cold pond where the Yinming Spirit Snake was.

A bearded man in the middle stage of foundation building, and two gorgeous female cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

It seems that the previous encounter was not accidental, and everything was planned by the Taoist Qingsong.

However, facing Canglan's unconditional attack, they hurriedly took out their magic tools to resist and were a little flustered, and could not reunite with Taoist Qingsong for a while.

"What's going on? Why is the magic power in the body so obscure?"

Suddenly, a beautiful female cultivator screamed, her face was a little pale, and she hurriedly found the detoxification pill and swallowed it.

Then she looked at Canglan with hatred, and she didn't know that she was tricked by the opponent.

At this time, another female cultivator followed closely and was also tricked. Only the bearded man was safe and sound, and was driving the magic tools and spells to break through the encirclement of the torrent of flames and reunite with Taoist Qingsong first.

Faced with this cultivator who was suspected to be from the Yuling Sect, the three of them were in a panic and could not do anything about Feihuo Liuying's tricks for a while.

Seeing Canglan and the other three fighting back and forth, none of them could pull their hands away, Liu Yu's mind was already on the storage bag, ready to use the top-grade spiritual weapon to launch a thundering attack at any time.

"Ding Ding" "Zi Zi"

The Lixuan Sword and the Qingjiao Halberd fought with the opponent's Wuchen Sword and Baixu Fochen at a very high frequency. After another violent collision, they retreated back and there was a very short interval, and they needed to accumulate strength again.

"It's time!"

Seeing that the old Taoist Qingsong was mobilizing his magic power to maintain the power of the magic weapon and spiritual weapon, Liu Yu's heart moved and realized that the opportunity had come.

The invisible power of consciousness gathered at the center of the eyebrows, compressed and condensed into invisible and intangible spiritual thorns in a very special way, and three of them were ready in half a breath.

"Shocking Spirit Thorn"

Three Shocking Spirit Thorns were fired one after another along a straight line, crossing a long distance in an instant and piercing the opponent's forehead.

At the same time, Liu Yu instantly stirred up his magic power and took out the top-grade spiritual weapon Molten Fire Blade.

Because of the pure magic power, the speed of operation far exceeded that of the cultivators of the same level, and it was sacrificed in an instant.

The Molten Fire Blade was only five inches in size. Due to time constraints, it did not have time to change to the best form, and it did not use the spiritual weapon to transform, but its power was obviously a little bit beyond any of the top-grade spiritual weapons in the field.

Its blade was surrounded by a layer of blood-red flames, which looked very strange. The fire python on the back of the blade was even more lifelike under the urging, with a strong murderous aura as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.

This is obviously a killing weapon!

"Spiritual consciousness attack"

Qingsong Laodao has been struggling for so many years, and can barely be said to be knowledgeable. The moment the released spiritual consciousness was pierced, this thought flashed through his mind.

But he had no magic weapon to defend against spiritual attacks, and he only had time to concentrate on resisting, and the Shocking Spirit Spear had already pierced into his forehead.

"Hmph~"

He lost consciousness in an instant with a painful groan.

A moment later, the effect of the previous Shocking Spirit Spear had just faded, and the next one came on time, repeating three times, causing him to lose consciousness for two and a half seconds.

"Top-grade spiritual weapon"

When Taoist Qingsong regained consciousness, he saw a small knife with unparalleled power and evil spirit, only three feet away from him.

He opened his eyes wide, and a great fear suddenly arose in his heart.

He hurriedly tried to mobilize the magic weapon to resist, but the Dustless Sword and the White-bearded Buddhist Dust were both blocked, so he could only inject all his magic power into the Yin-Yang Fish Road Diagram to block in front of him, trying to resolve this crisis.

At the same time, he only had time to take out a spiritual talisman, slap it on his body, and it turned into a shield about ten feet in size with a glazed color.

"Bang"

The molten fire knife stabbed at the center of the intersection of the Yin-Yang fish in the Dao diagram, paused for a moment, and then the blood flame rose and penetrated directly.

"Crack"

Then it collided with the glass-colored shield, breaking through the surface and passing through directly, turning it into fragments and dissipating.

"Ugh~!"

The old Taoist Qingsong only had time to let out a short scream, and his entire head was turned into blood mist, and his body lost support and fell to the ground with a plop.

At the same time, the auras of Baixue Fochen and Wuchen Sword dimmed quickly, and then fell to the ground.

The vitality and soul of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building are excellent "fuel" and cannot be wasted.

Liu Yu opened his mouth and spit out Qingyang Demon Fire, which quickly pounced on the body of the old Taoist Qingsong and turned it into ashes.

Only a high-quality storage bag was left on the spot.

"Twice"

Putting away the magic weapons, spiritual weapons and storage bags of the spoils, Liu Yu opened his mouth and swallowed the Qingyang Demon Fire again, sensing the fuel obtained by the Demon Fire this time.

After all, the Taoist Qingsong was dead, so this harvest was normal.

It was too difficult to kill a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building simply by relying on the magic fire, which was also helpless.

After killing the Taoist Qingyang, Liu Yu did not put the three spiritual weapons back into the storage bag. Instead, he turned his eyes and looked at Canglan, the bearded man, and the two beautiful female cultivators leisurely.

In the dark pupils, a dangerous light flashed.

"Is this... a top-grade spiritual weapon?"

There was horror in the eyes of the four people. Everything happened too fast just now, so fast that they didn't have time to react, and the Taoist Qingsong had already died.

Canglan calmly recalled the flying fireflies and the white spirit butterfly, and released the restrictions of the flame torrent on the three people, with fear in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the cultivator named Hong had so much hidden strength.