Immortal Palace Longevity

"I didn't expect it to be you?!"

"Are you also a remnant of the Holy Fire?!"

Jiang Lesheng said in a lost voice.

He said this, but he had already determined it in his heart, and finally couldn't help but change his face.

The other party is a person who can be compared with several Jindan seeds in the sect, and has rich experience in hunting countless evil cultivators. He is definitely not comparable to a second-rate foundation-building person like him.

What's more, the other party has obviously been planning for a long time and is well prepared, and they have the advantage in numbers.

"I can't fight him!"

This thought flashed through Jiang Lesheng's mind.

He scanned every corner of the one-mile radius with full consciousness. Although the magic weapon was still in a state of full activation, he had already retreated in his heart and was ready to seize the opportunity to escape at any time.

If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood!

Doing something knowing that it is impossible is not bravery but stupidity. It can't change the facts at all, and it will only lose your life in vain.

Jiang Lesheng is experienced. He has prepared a means of escape when he walked in the world of immortal cultivation. It just takes a little time to activate it and a suitable time.

"Quick battle, quick decision!"

Tang Tianbao landed on the ground, facing the other party's questioning, he had no intention of answering.

He pinched the spell with his left hand, held a bright yellow flying sword in his right hand, and raised his hand to cut out a stunning sword light.

Although he was known for his virtue, he could treat ordinary cultivators calmly, but this did not include the Shenshamen cultivators who had deep hatred!

The rise and fall of the two sects, the hatred that lasted for thousands of years, one by one, had already become a blood feud!

But Tang Tianbao was fast, and someone was faster than him! !

Zhou Ziwen's figure shot out and quickly approached Jiang Lesheng and the other six, with hatred and madness flashing in his eyes.

He controlled a dark chain spiritual weapon, and directly transformed into a lifelike black dragon monster, with waves of tyrannical spiritual pressure spreading wantonly.

The black dragon's three-meter-long body flicked its tail lightly, roared silently, and rushed towards Jiang Lesheng and the other six.

It seemed to swallow the six people directly!

Zhou Ziwen was unreserved, and used the magic weapon transformation technique at once, eager to vent his hatred, not intending to leave anyone alive.

The other seven people received the order and also sacrificed magic weapons to attack, and they were close to full strength at the first attack.

Someone on the other side had already sent out a distress message. Now they were not far from a market, so it was better to end the fight as soon as possible to avoid more trouble.

For a while, there were continuous sounds of breaking through the air, followed by waves of roars of magic spells and magic weapons.

Liu Yu touched the storage bag at his waist, and a black broadsword appeared in his hand. He disappeared from the original place with a tap of his toes.

The name of the sword is "Dark Moon".

Although it is not a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, it cannot be stimulated by magic power to gain power, but it is strong enough, at least there is no need to worry about being damaged by magic weapons or spiritual weapons.

With the huge force of the star's true body, it has a good power when used as a weapon.

After all, some attacks are hard to take with the body. When you can't expose your strength in other aspects, it is much more convenient to have such a sword.

With a light swing of the Dark Moon Sword, most of the low-level spells activated by the opponent's talismans were destroyed, clearing the way forward.

Liu Yu quickly approached the remaining six people of the Shenshamen, intending to take this opportunity to "show off".

The time since the secret realm was opened has been less than a year. In order to gain the trust of Tang Tianbao and others, he must show enough value to attract attention and find opportunities to obtain more information about the secret realm.

Even, follow Tang Tianbao and others into the secret realm.

After all, Song Haocang only knows the time and location of the secret realm opening, and as for more specific things, he knows nothing, such as what dangers, difficulties, and taboos are there in the secret realm.

According to the existing information, Liu Yu found that the Holy Fire Sect was not slowly weakened, but was destroyed at a certain time more than 3,000 years ago after a devastating blow.

In other words, before the Holy Fire Sect was replaced, there were still Nascent Soul cultivators.

Liu Yu was a little scared by the various dangers in the secret realm set up by the Yuanying cultivators. It was unwise to rush in rashly.

If he could get into the team of the descendants of the Holy Fire Sect, it would be the best.

The Holy Fire Sect and the Divine Shamen have an irreconcilable conflict.

If he wanted to eliminate the concerns of Tang Tianbao and others, is there a more convenient and quicker way than directly killing the foundation-building cultivators of the Divine Shamen?

It is not easy to gain the trust of Tang Tianbao and others and be brought into the secret realm in this short year, especially when the target is a group of frightened birds, and it may not even be possible.

So Liu Yu must do his best.

First of all, he must be a second-level alchemist and show his ability to create value.

Secondly, he must have the strength to surpass ordinary cultivators without making Tang Tianbao and others feel uneasy.

If soft methods don't work, he can only use hard methods.

He was able to perform the soul-searching technique, although the success rate was not high, but...

"Ding Ding" "Bang Bang"

Both sides tried their best, and various means such as magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and spells collided at a high frequency, and the yellow sand flew all over the sky with a thunderous sound.

In the crisis of life and death, Jiang Lesheng and the other six Shenshamen didn't care about the pain, and used various one-time means as if they were free, but it was difficult to reverse the decline and they continued to retreat.

"Not good, if this goes on..."

Jiang Lesheng's face changed drastically and he was sweating profusely. If he continued to stay where he was to resist death, he would only be in danger at any time. There was still a glimmer of hope if he fled separately.

So he decisively ordered his fellow disciples to flee separately, and he retreated in a certain direction first.

At the same time, in the yellow sand.

Liu Yu's tall figure, about ten feet tall, broke through the air and quickly approached a foundation-building monk from the Shenshamen.

Facing the intercepting high-grade spiritual weapon, he swung the Dark Moon Sword with muscles in both hands, but his speed was not affected much.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The sharp confrontation between the needle and the wheat spike, sparks kept appearing on the Dark Moon Sword.

In Liu Yu's hand, the wide Dark Moon Sword was like a rapier, and it was actually light in its heaviness.

His powerful spiritual sense allowed him to accurately capture every attack of his opponent, which seemed to be a bit prophetic.

And his strong physique also allowed him to react in the first time if he wanted to.

His thoughts were executed by his body in the first time, and the delay time was very short.

"Ding Ding"

Liu Yu's target was a handsome and yellow-browed foundation-building middle-stage monk from the Shenshamen. The Dark Moon Sword was easily blocked by his spiritual weapon, magic weapon, spell and other attacks.

The opponent was restrained and could not fly away, but with the strong physique of the Star True Body, he was able to quickly approach the opponent and entered the range of ten feet in an instant.

Ten feet, this is an extremely dangerous distance for most magic practitioners!

"Bang bang bang"

The Dark Moon Sword was swung, and the reaction force of the attack was transmitted to the body with each strike, but with his strong physique, Liu Yu could easily withstand it.

On the chest, with the "Shenque Point" as the center, the silver and blue spiritual light formed an arc of light shining on the body surface.

During the battle, Liu Yu took a deep breath, and his eyes became calmer and sharper.

Although he did not use his full strength, the feeling of venting the power of the body with each strike of the Dark Moon Sword still made him a little excited.

Hearty!

"How long has it been since I last encountered this feeling?"

"Since I was promoted to the late stage of foundation building, there are fewer and fewer opponents who can let me use my full strength. I haven't felt so hearty for a long time."

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

He shot out like an arrow from a bow, and was approaching within three feet of the Yellow Eyebrow Monk.

The silver light of his palms was bright, and the extreme cold force briefly attached to the Dark Moon Sword.

In a flash, Liu Yu jumped high, holding the huge sword with both hands and slashing it from top to bottom.

From a distance, the half-foot-long Dark Moon Sword was dyed silver, like a silver lightsaber.

This powerful blow with a huge force of ten thousand pounds slashed fiercely on the yellow shield magic weapon of the Yellow Eyebrow Monk.

"Bang!!!"

After taking the blow head-on, the aura of the yellow shield magic weapon suddenly dimmed, and the magic weapon and the Yellow Eyebrow Monk sank one foot downward.

The power of the blow shocked the Yellow Eyebrow Monk's mind, and his hands quickly pinched the magic formula, and his magic power was desperately tilted like water opened.

The magic weapon made him succeed, and the magic weapon also made him fail.

Although the yellow shield magic weapon can protect him temporarily, it also limits his other means and prevents him from letting go.

Instead, it is like a cage.

In the expectant eyes of the yellow-browed monk, the spiritual light of the yellow shield magic weapon slowly recovered.

But before he could be happy, a silver extreme cold force was transmitted to the shield through the Dark Moon Sword, causing the speed of spiritual light recovery to drop sharply.

At the critical moment of life and death, it is as slow as a turtle!

"Not bad."

Seeing the result of his accumulated attack, Liu Yu was quite satisfied.

But of course he would not have too many distracting thoughts at the moment of fighting, and his face was still indifferent. He attacked again after a little recovery, not intending to give the opponent a chance to breathe.

The nine "stars" in his chest glowed again, turning into a blue color, and a huge force suddenly emerged in his body.

Liu Yu's eyes were cold, and the muscles in his arms bulged again. He grasped the Dark Moon Sword in a cross shape and slashed again!

The speed was so fast that if the foundation-building monk was a little careless, he might not be able to react!

It is a taboo to go all out every time in a fight. If you suddenly encounter an emergency, you may not be able to react in time and suffer a complete defeat.

He would not make such a mistake, so he only used less than 80% of his strength this time.

However, with the blessing of the power of the stars, the 80% of his strength at this time still reached the level of 10,000 jin, which was enough to break the yellow shield with greatly reduced power.

"Bang bang bang"

A broadsword was used by Liu Yu to chop horizontally and vertically like a knife.

There were not too many fancy skills, but there were rules hidden between each chop and chop, which could fully exert the advantages of his own strength without too much waste.

Liu Yu had also read many secular "magic skills books", but when the strength reached the level of 10,000 jin, most martial arts lost their effects.

Many moves were not as good as the simple chop and chop.

"Ding ding ding"

Inside the shield, although the yellow-browed monk wanted to open the shield and escape, he did not dare to go out rashly in the face of the storm-like attack.

Otherwise, he would be crushed into a pulp in the first place.

While attacking, Liu Yu kept an eye on the other party's movements, and just smiled coldly at the other party's gaze.

No words could shake him at all!

The aura of the yellow shield magic weapon continued to dim, and even if it was a turtle shell, it would still be difficult to escape death in the end!

"Bang!!!"

Finally, with an unprecedented roar, the yellow shield was violently destroyed, cracks were everywhere, and finally turned into fragments, and the yellow-browed monk was also exposed to the air.

He knew that he had been prepared for the critical moment of life and death, and threw out all his trump cards at the moment the shield was broken.

Such as the second-level talisman, methods similar to the Yin Lei Zi...

Liu Yu was not in a hurry to take his life. Facing most of the oncoming attacks, he dodged most of them calmly, and used the Dark Moon Sword to sweep away those that he could not avoid.

One by one, the consumable methods were broken, and a small number of spells with extremely low power fell on Liu Yu, but the blue light on his body flashed and dissolved most of them.

The rest were harmless and could only cause flesh wounds.

The power of the stars has the effect of accelerating healing, and it is even more effective for injuries that do not hurt the bones. A little operation will stop the injury, and it will begin to recover after a few breaths.

After throwing out the last method, the yellow-browed monk ran away without even looking at it.

"A grain of rice can also shine?!"

Looking at the yellow-browed monk who was driving the magic weapon and had already flown more than ten feet away, Liu Yu smiled coldly and showed his teeth.

Then he held the Dark Moon Sword in his right arm, and briefly gathered strength with his shoulder backwards. He threw the broadsword like a spear and an arrow!

A stunning throw!

"Swish"

A shrill sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the Dark Moon Sword accurately hit the escaping light.

Although Huang Mei used the magic weapon to resist in time, the escaping light was still shot down, and his intention to escape was shattered.

"Chasing the stars and the moon"

Almost at the same time as throwing the Dark Moon Sword, Liu Yu followed the set of footwork of Xing Chenzhen and stepped a long distance of ten feet in one step.

Before the Huang Mei monk landed, he rushed under him!

He bent his legs slightly and jumped, punching the fragile body that fell down one after another.

"Bang bang bang"

One punch turned his skull into meat paste, and one punch pierced his chest.

Another punch, his body was directly torn into pieces and died without a complete corpse.

The fist was sharp, and bursts of bloody wind and rain were floating in the sky!

"Pah"

Liu Yu stepped on the ground with his legs, and there was blood and tiny flesh on his fist.

This brutal way of killing gave him a different feeling.

Although it was time-consuming and laborious and not very "decent" compared to killing with magic weapons, it was really cool!

Especially when the strength was overwhelming!

"Huh"

After two or three breaths, Liu Yu gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then calmed down his fluctuating emotions, and his heart lake returned to the state of calmness.

With a slight shake of his hands, the flesh and blood all fell to the ground.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough not to use magic weapons and spiritual weapons just to kill more happily.

Compared to the momentary pleasure, he still valued efficiency more, and would not put himself in danger because of it.

"It's a pity that using the magic fire to harvest fuel may lead to the exposure of the identity."

"These flesh and souls are such a pity."

"But this is not a difficult problem. There are so many creatures in the world. As long as you let them go, why worry about the lack of "fuel" for the magic fire?"

Liu Yu smiled slightly, put the storage bag of the yellow-browed monk on his waist, and several fire bombs turned his flesh and blood into ashes.

At this time, the raid was basically over.