Immortal Palace Longevity

Could this person have seen me and recognized my identity?

He thought to himself, but he couldn't recognize who this monk in white was!

The red sun is high and the time is getting closer to noon.

More and more monks came to the top of the mountain to watch the battle. At a rough count, there were twenty or thirty people, accounting for one-eighty-ninth of the total number of people at the bottom of the mountain.

Among the monks who came all the way to watch the battle, there were indeed many with extraordinary strength.

Of course, it is also related to Baiyun Temple’s intentional “release of water”.

According to Liu Yu's classification, the monks who tested their qualifications were still some distance away from the level of "elite monks".

As long as the strength is higher than that of ordinary monks, there is a chance to defeat them and qualify, so it is not surprising that there are so many people.

…

As the twenty or thirty watching monks waited without saying a word, the time came to noon.

Several Jindan monks on the side of Changfeng Master in the sky frequently looked to the horizon, seeming a little impatient.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the top of the mountain was stagnant!

A powerful spiritual pressure like an abyss and an ocean descended here out of thin air, making all the foundation-building monks feel their hearts sinking as they felt the powerful pressure!

"coming."

Liu Yu secretly thought.

I saw a figure appearing in front of several Jindan masters on the side of Baiyun Temple from time to time.

This man has white beard and hair, wearing a gray Taoist robe, and has an air of immortality in his movements.

Qingwei Zhenren!

Liu Yu's heart moved. There was not much difference in spiritual pressure between the two masters. Their cultivation levels should be about the same, right?

You still have to fight to know the specific details. These are just some of his superficial opinions.

While thinking about it, the two parties started communicating.

"Fellow Taoist Changfeng, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"

Master Qingwei's robes were billowing, but he didn't speak a word, but a powerful voice came out, echoing in the sky.

"Don't worry about me, Taoist friend Qingwei. Li is doing very well."

"It would be even better if fellow Taoist disciples could hand over Xianque City."

Master Changfeng replied unceremoniously, and his momentum was not weak at all.

"I didn't expect that after seeing each other again eighty years ago, we would be at war with each other. It's really unpredictable."

As he spoke, the face of Qingwei Zhenren, who was dressed in gray robe, showed a look of sadness.

It's just that from the perspective of Liu Yu below, it looks a bit pretentious no matter how you look at it.

Without him, if one of them lives in the Yan State and the other in the Chu State, how can they have any friendship?

Since there is no friendship, "nostalgia" is out of the question.

"Humph, Master Qingwei, there's no need to talk nonsense."

"You are waiting for the four sects of the Yan Kingdom to betray their trust and betray the alliance. How can you show mercy? You are in this situation entirely at your own fault!"

"Li doesn't know what benefits Zhengdao has given Baiyun Temple, but you have learned the essence of Zhengdao's hypocritical skills."

"As agreed, I'll start right away."

Changfeng Zhenren snorted coldly, not accepting this trick at all.

Now that the army is approaching, the hatred between the two sides can be said to be irreconcilable, so what else is there to talk about?

If the four sects of the Yan Kingdom surrender to the righteous path, they will offend the interests of the entire Nine-Nation Alliance and become the enemy of the entire Nine-Nation Alliance. There is no room for peace talks at all.

Unless the Nine Nations Alliance wants to be annexed by good and evil.

Hearing such rude words, even the humble and experienced Chengfu couldn't help but froze.

"Since fellow Taoist Changfeng is so impatient, the old Taoist will help you."

"please!"

The old Taoist Qingwei's smile faded, and his face became solemn and he said in a deep voice.

"No, this place is still too close."

Feeling the increasingly powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the two top masters, Liu Yu frowned and quickly retreated.

The other monks watching the battle only reacted at this time and retreated some distance down the mountain.

Finally, he retreated a full twenty feet from the top of the mountain and found a good position.

"This distance should be safe and it won't be affected."

After ensuring his own safety, Liu Yu continued to look upward.

The fight was about to begin, and the Golden Core cultivators on both sides stepped aside.

In the sky above Tianwang Mountain, only Master Changfeng and Master Qingwei were left facing each other from a distance, both with serious expressions.

The unreserved release of the spiritual pressure of the two people brought great pressure to the monks below, causing all the energy within a radius to condense!

"Wow"

Pieces of tiny gravel slid down the mountain.

"We feel such heavy pressure even before we take action."

"Is this the strength of a top real person?"

"If the ancestor of Nascent Soul hadn't come out, these two real people would have been able to rule the world."

"How terrible and terrible!"

Not far away, there was a monk with a look of awe and astonishment.

"If I have this kind of strength, even if the sky is vast, I should be able to take it freely."

Such thoughts also flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

Under this powerful spiritual pressure, he felt as if a heavy boulder had been pressed down on his physical body, making every move extremely difficult.

Under close observation, I felt unprecedented pressure coming on.

However, she is as small as a duckweed in the wind and may be blown away by the strong wind at any time.

Facing such powerful spiritual pressure, Liu Yu felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart, as if all her resistance was in vain.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of weakness for a long time.

"The last time I felt like this was when I went to listen to Bai Yuxuan's sermon with Shang Chuanjiang, right?"

The memories deep in his memory were brought back, Liu Yu thought silently.

Then he concentrated his energy and circulated the pure mana in his body to eliminate the influence of this burst of spiritual pressure.

Just as he was thinking, the spiritual pressure and momentum in the field reached the peak, and the two real people finally started to fight!

Light!

Red glow!

The sky within a radius of one mile was suddenly occupied by red glow.

The red glow, like red ribbons, densely filled the space and occupied all the vision.

The red glow was beautiful, like the afterglow of the setting sun, without any lethality.

But Liu Yu was shocked and could feel the great power from it!

It contained violent fire attribute spiritual power, and the power of each red glow was almost no less than the full force of a late foundation cultivator.

If it was just like this, it would be nothing, but the red glow filled the vision, I am afraid there are at least thousands of them.

What's more terrifying is that it appeared almost instantly!

"Magic power"

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

Spells more or less have a casting process. They can be released in an instant, and they are so amazing that they must be the unique magical powers of Jindan Zhenren.

The magical powers of cultivators are similar to the innate spells of monsters. They can be cast almost instantly, with very little consumption, and can also increase their power as the realm is improved.

But compared with the innate spells, the power of magical powers is far greater, and they are also more complex and difficult to restrain.

However, after the monsters are promoted to the demon pill stage, they will also awaken their innate magical powers and can be compared with each other. It is not a matter of who is higher or lower.

After the cultivators form the golden elixir, they will naturally generate magical powers.

And according to the different quality of the golden elixir and the different methods of practice, the generated magical powers are also different.

And the higher the quality of the golden elixir, the greater the power of the magical power.

"Daoyou Changfeng, try this magical power of the poor Taoist."

The old Taoist Qingwei opened his mouth and spit out thousands of rays of light, falling towards the opposite Changfeng Zhenren.

Thousands of red clouds followed his thoughts and swept towards Changfeng Zhenren.

From a distance, it looked like a red rain of clouds, with a momentum that covered the sky and the sun.

Before the red clouds arrived, a green shield appeared around Changfeng Zhenren, protecting himself.

"Bang bang bang"

The red clouds fell on the green shield, and then exploded into a rich fire attribute aura, bursting with power that moved all the foundation-building cultivators.

But even under the continuous impact of the red clouds, the green shield around Changfeng Zhenren remained motionless, just like a reef in a torrent.

It was only a thin layer, but it prevented the red clouds from advancing at all.

Changfeng Zhenren certainly would not just passively endure without fighting back, and the situation over Tianshan Mountain soon changed again.

Liu Yu only felt that the wind suddenly became much stronger, blowing his robes whirring.

But suddenly there was a howling of wind in the distant sky!

Changfeng Zhenren raised his arm, and a sharp green wind whistled out from his sleeves, turning into strands of green light and slashing towards Hongxia.

Each strand of green light carried the powerful destructive power of wind attribute, which was no less powerful than the power of the second-level upper-grade spell!

It made the cold light of all the cultivators below stand upside down!

"Bang bang bang"

The red glow and the green light kept colliding, making a series of explosions, one after another fast and urgent, causing violent fluctuations in spiritual energy.

The momentum was so great that it could be faintly felt even hundreds of miles away.

In the sky, there was red glow on one side and green cold light on the other.

The red and green colors did not give in, occupying half of the sky respectively, and no one had the upper hand.

"Bang!!!"

After a loud bang, Hongxia and Qingfeng annihilated each other and were completely consumed.

After a brief trial, the two real people seemed to be really angry, and took out their respective magic weapons to start fighting.

However, they fought farther and farther away, gradually moving away from the range of Tianwang Mountain, making it difficult for the monks watching the battle to see clearly.

The Jindan monks of both sides also disappeared in the range of Tianwang Mountain.

Some monks watching the battle wanted to follow, but were stopped by the monks of Baiyun Temple led by Ziyun Taoist.

Liu Yu was watching from below, and his heart was surging. Seeing this, he also wanted to control the magic weapon to follow and see the situation of the two real people fighting again, but he was also stopped.

"Two real people are fighting, fellow Taoists should not disturb them."

"If you go rashly, you may be affected by the aftermath of the fight."

At some point, Ziyun Taoist actually brought thirty foundation-building monks up and blocked the main road down the mountain.

Liu Yu frowned slightly, and seeing this scene, he gave up the plan of forcibly breaking through and followed to watch the battle.

But he soon felt something was wrong. Why did Ziyun Taoist bring so many people up?

There were also cultivators in the crowd who noticed something was wrong and quietly slipped to the edge of the cliff, trying to drive the magic weapon away.

Just as this person was about to step on the magic weapon, a purple fireball suddenly shot over, forcing him to dodge.

"Fellow Taoists..."

Taoist Ziyun spoke, wanting to stabilize the cultivators in the field first, wait for a Jindan uncle to secretly return, and then catch these "rebels" in one fell swoop.

That's right, in the eyes of many people in Baiyun Temple, these cultivators who came to watch the battle are rebels.

In the past, when the four sects of Yan State were powerful, all the small countries in the territory and the neighboring countries expressed their submission, and honestly handed over resources every year to beg for the protection of the four sects.

The forces that still obeyed the orders have not come, and now those who dare to come to watch the "good show" of Baiyun Temple, what else can they be but rebels?

It is precisely because of this that the cultivators of Baiyun Temple have no good feelings towards the cultivators watching the battle.

However, although Taoist Ziyun had a good idea, there were many experienced monks watching the battle. Seeing this scene, how could they not know that Baiyun Temple had bad intentions?

At that moment, several people sacrificed their magic weapons and were about to escape.

"Go!"

Many monks watching the battle reacted at this time. They didn't care about scolding Baiyun Temple's behavior, and rushed to sacrifice their magic weapons to escape.

But Baiyun Temple had planned for so long, how could it be unprepared?

In an instant, dozens of magic weapons and spiritual weapons were sacrificed, and they all bombarded the monks watching the battle!

From the degree of tacit understanding between their actions, it can be known that it was premeditated.

"Uh~!"

A few short screams sounded, but soon there was no sound, and it was obvious that they had fallen.

Although the number of people on both sides was not much different, one side had a unified command, while the other side was a mess, and they could not be compared at all.

That's why there was such a result. In just one round of attack, two or three foundation-building monks fell.

"It is not suitable to stay here for long. We must do our best to get out of here."

"Otherwise, if this goes on, we will be in danger of our lives!!"

Someone among the monks watching the battle shouted.

At the same time, this person first set an example, controlling the three top-grade magic weapons to shine brightly, and successively repelled several magic weapons of Baiyun Temple monks.

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"Fellow Taoists..."

Ziyun Taoist opened his mouth, wanting to stabilize the monks in the field first, wait for a Jindan uncle to secretly return, and then catch these "rebels" in one fell swoop.

Yes, in the eyes of many people in Baiyun Temple, these monks who came to watch the battle are rebels.

In the past, when the four sects of Yan State were powerful, all the small countries in the territory and the neighboring countries expressed their submission, and honestly handed over resources every year to beg for the protection of the four sects.

The forces that still obey the orders have not come, and now those who dare to watch the "good show" of Baiyun Temple, what else can they do but rebel?

It is precisely because of this that the monks of Baiyun Temple have no good feelings towards the monks watching the battle.

However, although Ziyun Taoist's idea is good, there are many experienced monks watching the battle. Seeing this scene, how can they not know that Baiyun Temple has bad intentions?

At this moment, several people sacrificed magic weapons and were about to escape.

"Go!"

Many monks watching the battle reacted at this time, and they didn't care about scolding Baiyun Temple's behavior. They rushed to sacrifice magic weapons and escape.

But Baiyun Temple has been planning for so long, how could it be unprepared?

In an instant, dozens of magic weapons and spiritual weapons were sacrificed, and they all bombarded the monks watching the battle!

From the degree of tacit understanding between them, it can be known that it was premeditated.

"Uh~!"

A few short screams sounded, but soon there was no sound, and it was obvious that they had fallen.

Although the number of people on both sides was not much different, one side had a unified command, while the other side was a mess, and they could not be compared at all.

That's why there was such a result. In just one round of attack, two or three foundation-building monks died.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long. We must do our best to get out of here."

"Otherwise, if this goes on, our lives will be in danger!!"

Among the monks watching the battle, someone shouted.