Immortal Palace Longevity

Without Liu Yu's order, the eighteen top-grade magic weapons showed no intention of stopping and continued to attack the yellow sea of ​​mist according to their original trajectory.

Since this person may have problems, there is no need to subdue him.

With such a hidden danger around, no one would feel at ease.

"not good!"

Duomu Taoist was shocked, and hurriedly took out three array disks, hit them with Taoist spells, and controlled the formation to protect himself and the city.

Under his skillful control, the yellow mist changed and became highly concentrated into a wall of fog, greatly improving its defense capabilities.

From a distance, it looks like a yellow ball with half of it missing.

What's even more amazing is that the illusory fog has the ability to protect against material attacks.

Although the protective power of a single fog wall is average, as long as the fog exists, it can continue to condense, and as long as the spiritual power of the formation is continuously supplied, the fog can continue to be generated.

To a certain extent, it is relatively perfect.

But there is a premise that it cannot exceed the upper limit of its endurance, otherwise the generation speed of the fog wall cannot keep up, and the formation will have flaws.

"Bang bang bang bang"

When the magical weapon hits it, it makes loud noises just like hitting a real object.

Although the protective power of the fog wall is average, after it is damaged, one side will soon come out to fill the vacancy left before, which seems to have some effect.

But what the formation faced at this time was not just one top-quality magic weapon, but as many as eighteen, which was not something that could be easily resisted.

"Bang" "Bang"

There were endless loud noises.

The protective power of a single fog wall is considerable. Even the continuous attacks of high-grade magic weapons will take several hits to break through.

But under the sharp edge of the best magic weapon, it will basically break into pieces with one blow, making it extremely difficult to resist.

Faced with attacks from nine people of the same level at the same time, the formation endured unimaginable pressure, and part of this pressure was transformed into counterattack force, which was transmitted to its controller.

Taoist Duomu's face turned red due to the backlash, cold sweat fell from his temples drop by drop, and blood surged in his body.

"The poor Taoist was just confused for a moment, but now he has woken up."

"I also ask fellow Taoist to stop quickly. I am willing to submit to your sect and will be at your disposal from now on to draw a clear line with Baiyun Temple!"

"Pindao is willing to accept the previous conditions. If fellow Taoist Qingyang is still not satisfied, I am willing to swear the inner demon oath on the spot!"

The nine foundation-building monks launched all their attacks, and in just two rounds of attacks, Taoist Duomu found it difficult to support them.

When his life was seriously threatened, his attitude changed drastically, he abandoned his original pride, and began to beg for mercy through his spiritual consciousness.

Not only did he agree to all the previous conditions, but he was also willing to swear an oath of inner demons in an extremely humble manner.

Taoist Duomu was able to establish the foundation of Mangshanfang City, so he naturally had ambition, strength and skill.

But at the same time, facing monks of the same level who were ten times his own, he was unable to survive alone. What was even more desperate was that this was without his team leader taking action.

The huge gap in strength was in front of him, making it difficult for him to have the idea of ​​resistance.

While transmitting the message, the multi-eyed Taoist had a ferocious look on his face. He no longer looked like the true cultivator he had been before, and he hated Liu Yu, the culprit.

In his opinion, he was completely innocent, and it was all because of this person that he was involved in this catastrophe.

The hatred in Duomu's heart was overwhelming, and he secretly vowed that if he could get out of danger, he would repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!

Because of the formation, the multi-purpose changes are not known to outsiders.

Liu Yu was indifferent to the spiritual message he received and had no intention of changing his decision at all.

He looked steadily at the formation in front of him and frowned slightly.

The fog wall quickly condensed again after being defeated, but the loss of its most fundamental yellow fog was not as great as expected.

Although the formation can be broken if this continues, it will undoubtedly take more time and energy.

"It's a bit mysterious."

After observing for a while, Liu Yu chuckled and then issued an order:

"Attack with second-level spells."

This yellow mist is formed by a formation. It can be seen as a special energy transformed by spiritual energy. It obviously has good resistance to physical attacks such as magic weapons.

It can be knocked away, but it is extremely difficult to die.

Faced with this situation, it would undoubtedly be much easier to use the same energy attacks, that is, various spells, to fight against Nirvana.

Every method has its advantages and disadvantages and is not suitable for any situation. As long as you find the right method, it will be much easier to crack.

Therefore, immortal cultivators created different methods according to different situations, and thus various magical and secret methods were born, as well as legal cultivation, physical cultivation, martial arts cultivation and other paths.

"yes!"

After hearing Liu Yu's order, Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai, Meng Wenxing and others immediately made changes.

They took back their magical weapons, made secrets with their hands, and began to cast second-level spells at the foundation level.

"Fire Dragon Technique", "Xuan Ice Technique", "Xuan Bird Flame Technique"

Various second-order, middle and low-grade spells were formed in everyone's hands, emitting powerful power fluctuations.

The dazzling spiritual light shines, and even if it is dozens of miles away, you can still vaguely see a little light.

"Oops!"

Feeling the power of the second-level spells, Taoist Duomu's face changed wildly.

He did not expect that in such a short period of time, the opponent would find the shortcomings of the formation and immediately change his strategy.

When Taoist Duomu set up this formation, he never thought about facing the siege of ten people of the same level. Even in the worst scenario, there were only five or six people.

After all, the largest force within a hundred miles, the Bai Family of Phoenix Mountain, only has six foundation-building cultivators.

And how could such a small market be worth so many foundation-building cultivators uniting to fight?

If there were only three or four foundation-building cultivators, this would not be a flaw at all, and he could still hold on with the formation.

But now, he regretted it very much.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and the Taoist with Many Eyes did not think of any way to break the situation, and could not see any hope of survival.

And the other party was indifferent to his words of begging for mercy and surrender, and it seemed that he had already started to kill.

For a while, his face was pale.

Because he had to control the formation, he could only watch the spells coming down, and the pain and suffering in his heart were unspeakable.

Generally speaking, fog and water vapor belong to the same category, and can be classified as water system, and the spell that restrains water system the most is undoubtedly fire system.

Therefore, the spells cast by Jiang Qiushui and others are mostly fire-attributed spells.

The dazzling flames will make Mangshan as bright as day. Under the horrified eyes of the monks in the market, the firebirds, fire dragons and other spells pounced on the yellow fog sea.

"Puff"

Under the burning of more than ten second-level fire spells, as if a chemical reaction occurred, the yellow fog evaporated quickly, and a frying sound was heard.

Just like adding half a spoonful of cold water to boiling hot oil, a violent reaction occurred immediately.

After a round of second-level spells, the effect was very obvious. The yellow fog sea covering the market has become much thinner.

Through the fog, the outline of the market can be vaguely seen.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai and others did not need Liu Yu to speak, and they began to release a new round of spells.

The fire dragon roared, the firebird screamed, and the rain of fire filled the sky...

In the firelight that seemed to have temperature, the yellow fog became less and less, until the last wisp disappeared, and the formation was broken.

"Puff"

The formation was broken, and the Taoist Duomu was hit by a strong backlash. A large mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, leaving dark red bloodstains on his blue Taoist robe.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Three crisp sounds in a row, and the formation plate in front of him was shattered.

And the Mangshan Market once again appeared in front of Liu Yu and others.

"Take him down."

Seeing this, Liu Yu said lightly without hesitation.

Needless to say, the nine foundation-building cultivators immediately took action, sacrificed their own magic weapons, and attacked the Taoist Duomu.

Even ants are trying to survive, facing the attacks of nine people of the same level, the Taoist Duomu was still unwilling to give up, took out the defensive magic weapon and resisted tenaciously, wanting to fight a trapped beast!

But the ending was doomed when the formation was broken.

Being besieged by nine people of the same level, even if there were one or two means of saving his life, it would not work.

What's more, his cultivation was not outstanding, only the middle stage of foundation building, and he was seriously injured by the backlash.

In the end, Duomu Taoist's weapon was destroyed and he died, his body was torn into pieces and bloody, only the storage bag was still intact.

"Did Senior Duomu die just like that?"

From the formation breaking to Duomu's death, it was only a short ten breaths. Looking at the bloody corpse and the pool of steaming dark red blood on the ground, many cultivators in the market were in disbelief.

Duomu Taoist, who established the Mangshan Market and was well-known among the casual cultivators, died just like that?

Many of Duomu Taoist's registered disciples who served as the guards of the market were speechless, as if they had stopped thinking.

But no one answered the question, only the cold corpse and blood silently explained the bloody facts.

The cultivators who reacted looked at Liu Yu and his group with anxiety and fear, worried that they would be affected.

"Don't worry, young people. Yuanyang Sect is a high-ranking sect, so it will not kill innocent people. This time, we are only cleaning up the monks who have connections with Baiyun Temple."

"In order to prevent the news from leaking out, you can't leave Mangshan Market for the time being, but as long as you follow the arrangements honestly, you will be safe."

"When everything is settled, you will be allowed to leave."

The things that had been arranged long ago, Yan Kai announced loudly, with great majesty and style on the surface.

Looking at the awe-inspiring eyes of many young cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, he was extremely happy and had a taste of being a senior master.

Hearing this. The monks in the market calmed down a little, retreated to various inconspicuous corners, and watched the development of the situation.

However, the monks who had nothing to do with Duomu Daoist could accept the appeasement, but his registered disciples and direct disciples were obviously not included.

Even the master had fallen, and they knew that they could not escape.

There were a few guards who were direct disciples, and they were determined to die. Before they died, they wanted to drag one or two people into the water to get some "interest" for their master.

Various powerful talismans and one-time methods were used as if they didn't need spiritual stones.

But most guards didn't have this awareness, and they still wanted to save their lives and wanted to escape in the chaos.

They quickly sacrificed magic tools or talismans, flying into the sky and hiding in the ground in an attempt to escape.

There were also a small number of guards who completely gave up resistance and chose to surrender, wanting to survive in this way.

Before the building collapsed, there were always a few loyal people who chose to be buried together.

"Let the Qi Refining disciples take action."

Liu Yu smiled coldly and gave orders to Yan Kai, Cui Liang, and Leng Yuexin.

There were about fifty guards in Mangshan Market, but their cultivation was uneven, far inferior to the Qi Refining monks in their team, and there was also a big gap in magic tools.

At this time, the twenty-seven teams had surrounded the market and set up a dragnet, and the result was no surprise.

Whether flying or hiding underground, all attempts to escape were interrupted and ruthlessly killed.

And the disciples who wanted to drag others into the water were beaten into pieces and their bodies disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood.

As for the surrendered market guards, they were safe for a while, but they were controlled and their magic power was sealed, completely losing the power to resist.

In less than an incense stick of time, everything was settled.

Liu Yu didn't even take action himself, and the Mangshan market was already under control.

…

"Brother Liu, everything in the market has been arranged."

"Several teams have been sent to patrol in various places, and many sentries have been arranged around Mangshan."

"Although everything seems normal on the surface, they have actually been replaced by our people."

"Even if it is a fly, it will definitely not fly out. This news should be concealed for a short time."

Jiang Qiushui gathered his sleeves and filled a cup of spiritual tea for Liu Yu, reporting softly.