Immortal Palace Longevity

"It failed just now?!"

Looking at the Holy Fire Sword with the tip missing, Liu Yu's pupils shrank and his heart was shaken.

It felt a little incredible, but it was natural after careful consideration, but regret was inevitable.

If Lingbao, which was enough to destroy the world, could be easily refined, then this world would have been in chaos long ago.

The seven people stepped onto the central floating island again, looking at the broken Holy Fire Sword, and it was terribly quiet for a while.

"Why is it so?!"

Looking at the broken sword blade in a daze, Tang Tianbao's eyes were slightly red, and his mood was very uneasy.

A dignified cultivator at the peak of foundation building actually looked disappointed, so you can imagine how much of a blow this matter had on him.

"..."

Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen and others also looked heavy and depressed in this situation.

Although they did not have as heavy a mission as Tang Tianbao, their feelings for the sect were not fake at all, and they could completely empathize with him.

Looking at the failed Holy Fire Sword, Liu Yu came back to his senses after a series of misfortunes.

"The failure of refining may not be a bad thing for me."

This thought flashed through his mind.

The power of the spiritual treasure is devastating, and the Yuanying cultivators are restricted in activating it, and can only exert a very small part of the power, and it is even more difficult to use it continuously.

Only when you reach the realm of transformation can you activate the spiritual treasure more easily.

If the Holy Fire Sword is successfully refined, Liu Yu will still not be able to activate it even if he reaches the Jindan realm, let alone refine it.

For a long time, it is no different from not getting it.

But now that the refining has failed, the Holy Fire Sword is still at the level of a magic weapon, but its power exceeds that of a magic weapon by a lot, which may not be a bad thing.

If you can get this sword, you can refine it when you form a golden elixir in the future. Even if you can only exert a part of its power, it is also a powerful trump card.

With the power of this sword, it is no problem to travel through the Jindan realm!

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's heart was hot, but his face did not show any strangeness, and he held it back for the time being.

…

The sea of ​​fire was burning fiercely, and the fragments of the floating island kept dropping sand and stones, splashing waves on the surface of the magma lake.

"Three thousand years of hard work, is it finally in vain?!"

"In order to refine this sword, the mountain gate was ruined, countless believers were killed and injured, and the sect was unable to recover."

"Ancestor, your choice back then may really be wrong."

"My disciple is incompetent and cannot take on the responsibility of revival!!"

Tang Tianbao murmured, with self-blame and pain in his words.

He had a little doubt about the correctness of Tianhuo Zhenjun's choice back then.

After a few breaths, he held back the sadness in his heart, stepped forward step by step, and wanted to leave the secret realm with this sword.

The other six followed closely behind, and also walked towards the small pit where the Holy Fire Sword fell.

Magic weapon!

What a familiar word, for the foundation-building cultivators, it can be heard often.

But most cultivators have seen it with their own eyes only a few times.

So familiar, so distant, and so strange!

Now there is a chance to touch it, even if they don't have the idea of ​​taking it for themselves, everyone wants to observe it closely, or even touch it with their own hands.

"If the "traitor" of the Holy Fire Church wants to take action, now is the best time."

With this thought flashing through his mind, Liu Yu secretly paid attention to the movements of the people around him.

He suddenly noticed that Zhou Ziwen's eyes flickered, and one hand slowly reached for the storage bag.

Uncle Yang, Zishan and other members of the church were all focused on the Holy Fire Sword at this time, and did not notice this person's small movements.

"Fishing in troubled waters."

"Watching the fire from the other side of the river."

All signs indicate that Zhou Ziwen is most likely a traitor, but Liu Yu has no intention of reminding him at all.

It would be best for both sides to lose, which is in his best interest.

"Tap tap"

Under Liu Yu's gaze, Tang Tianbao came to the small pit and was about to bend down to pick up the Holy Fire Sword.

And Zhou Ziwen's hand had already pressed on the storage bag.

In the meridians, the pure and profound mana was running secretly.

The mind connected the two top-grade spiritual weapons, the Molten Fire Knife and the Red Flame Tower, and there seemed to be a blue flame jumping in Liu Yu's dark pupils.

He was ready to make a move. Once the fight was over, he would act according to the situation.

As long as there was a suitable opportunity, he would make a decisive move and strive to inflict heavy damage on the Holy Fire Cult monks!

On the eve of the action, time seemed to be particularly slow.

Slightly bending down, Tang Tianbao's hand slowly touched the Holy Fire Sword.

The distance was gradually approaching, and it was about to be in his hand!

"Clang"

In the blink of an eye, a cold light suddenly appeared.

With the momentum of thunder and lightning, he stabbed Tang Tianbao's back with a strong murderous intent!

A strong killing intent suddenly appeared in Liu Yu's spiritual sense, and there was no intention to hide it.

The one who attacked was Zhou Ziwen!

The distance between the two was less than two feet. A normal cultivator would not have time to react if attacked at such a short distance.

Liu Yu's spiritual sense was always paying attention to everyone, and he noticed it the moment they attacked, but in order to reap the benefits, he chose to pretend to be indifferent.

Such a precious magic weapon, if it is finally seized, must not be leaked at all.

Otherwise, it must be a catastrophe, even if hiding in the sect is useless.

Maybe the one who attacked was those "friendly" uncles and uncles on weekdays.

If he carried the Holy Fire Sword magic weapon, even if he had the sect as a backer, Liu Yu still couldn't rest assured and didn't want to leak any information.

Therefore, all the cultivators present must not leave a single one alive!

He never relies on the promises of others for his own safety, and never tests human nature!

The heart of a cultivator is filled with the corruption of the whole world!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and the surging murderous intent surged in his chest, but he did not show any.

His eyes became sharp in an instant, and then gradually returned to calm.

It was said that it was too late, and it was too fast!

The spiritual perception of the foundation-building cultivator was already sharp enough. Just as Tang Tianbao's palm was about to touch the Holy Fire Sword, he felt a sharp murderous intent behind him.

"Not good!"

He suddenly thought of the traitor who leaked the secret realm information, and his eyes showed a look of horror, and the magic shield instantly appeared around him.

However, the distance between the two was too close, and there was no time to do more in a short time.

Tang Tianbao turned back suddenly, and the black knife driven by Zhou Ziwen flashed with cold light, and was already close at hand.

The black knife is a top-grade spiritual weapon. With the basic mana shield of a foundation-building cultivator, it is almost impossible to resist it. Death seems to be inevitable!

The cold light of the black knife was reflected in Tang Tianbao's pupils, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes were bloodshot, but a strong anger rose in his heart, as well as deep unwillingness and regret.

He can't die!

"If I die, what will happen to the Holy Church?!"

This thought flashed through Tang Tianbao's mind.

He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that the Holy Church would be cut off from inheritance.

The sect has weakened to the extreme, and there really can't be any accidents!

Thinking of the fallen elders, the last words of the saints of the past generations, and the mission he carried, Tang Tianbao felt extremely unwilling!

At the critical moment of life and death, time seemed to slow down, and many past memories flashed through his mind quickly.

"No!!!"

With a roar, Uncle Yang, who had experienced countless dangers at his age, reacted quickly with rich experience.

At the critical moment, he stepped forward without hesitation.

I don't know what method he used, but he appeared in front of Tang Tianbao in an instant, holding up a bloody light curtain with his hands.

But obviously, this secret technique consumes a lot of vitality, and the cost of using it is extremely serious.

After the teleportation, Uncle Yang's breath and spiritual pressure were rapidly weakened, and his face, which was already covered with wrinkles, became even older!

"Hehe~"

Zhou Ziwen's usually serious face showed a low and cruel smile, and his eyes flashed with extreme madness, without any intention of stopping.

At the same time as he took action, his spiritual pressure rose rapidly, comparable to Tang Tianbao.

The peak realm of foundation building!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ziwen calculated everything. While controlling the black knife spirit weapon, he also took out a stack of second-level talismans.

Quickly activated, it turned into a series of second-level spells, shooting at Zishan, Liu Yu and others.

"Netherworld Black Wind Technique", "Sunflower Water Thunder Technique", "Golden Wind Dispersion Technique"

The gale of dark air, the soul-stirring black thunder, the golden wind that corrodes the bones and ecstasy...

In an instant, one second-level talisman after another was activated, turning into powerful spells of various attributes that swept towards everyone.

"Uncle Yang!"

"Get out of the way!"

Looking at the figure blocking his way, Tang Tianbao's eyes were about to burst, and a feeling of being touched instantly filled his chest.

He realized something and immediately sent a voice message.

In this world of immortal cultivation where everyone is treacherous, this kind of selfless and unswerving dedication is particularly precious!

The old man and the followers in front of him have already paid too much for the sect and should enjoy their old age!

"..."

But Uncle Yang received the voice message and just smiled silently, without any intention of moving at all!

The reaction speed of the foundation-building cultivators is far faster than that of ordinary people, and they can do more things in the same amount of time.

The series of reactions of the crowd actually only took two short moments.

"Bang"

The black knife turned into a cold light and hit the blood-colored light curtain held up by Uncle Yang.

Just like glass shattering, the blood-colored light curtain only lasted for a moment before it was broken by a single blow.

The black knife did not stop, and in Tang Tianbao's unbelievable eyes, it pierced through Uncle Yang's chest, leaving a blood hole as big as a bowl.

Death came, and Uncle Yang's face flashed with complexity and reminiscence, and then lost his spirit.

It was not surprising that this situation occurred. Zhou Ziwen was at the peak of the foundation building realm, and the black knife was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it had been prepared for a long time.

The full-strength attack of the two combined could not be underestimated by any foundation-building cultivator.

Although Uncle Yang was also at the peak of the foundation building realm, he was old and his strength was already in a state of decline.

Moreover, time was too urgent, and even if he used the self-damaging secret technique, he could not exert much strength.

However, with the moment he bought with his life, Tang Tianbao finally took out a red round shield and hurriedly injected mana into it to block in front of him.

But how could the hastily activated defensive spiritual weapon withstand Zhou Ziwen's full-strength attack?

"Bang"

With a dull roar, in a flash, the black knife had already hit the red round shield.

The next moment,

Both the shield and the man were knocked far away.

However, with the buffer, Tang Tianbao finally did not lose his life, but was seriously injured.

"Puff"

Flying more than 20 feet and landing, he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest was already bloody and bloody.

Without time to think, Tang Tianbao immediately took out an extremely precious healing elixir and swallowed it, and then looked at Uncle Yang.

From his angle, he could only see Uncle Yang's back.

Through the bowl-sized hole in his chest, Zhou Ziwen's cruel smile and crazy look can be seen.

"Plop"

The corners of his mouth and chest were bleeding continuously. The elder of the Holy Fire Sect fell to the ground with a plop, and his life force was fading away quickly.

The blood flowed quickly, following the natural trajectory, all the way to the bottom of the pit.

The silver-white sword body was dyed dark red by the blood.

This "holy sword" was now more ominous.

One died and one was seriously injured. As for the other members of the sect, they were blocked by magic and could not be stopped for the time being.

After the attack was successful, Zhou Ziwen restrained his smile and looked calm.

He moved his body and quickly swept to the side of the small pit. Regardless of the blood that had not yet cooled down, he grabbed the Holy Fire Sword in his hand.

He tried to put the sword into the storage bag with his magic power running.

But for some reason, he failed to succeed. He tried several times in a row and failed.

There was no time to think, otherwise he would be besieged by Tang Tianbao and others, and his fate would be very bad!

Zhou Ziwen made a prompt decision, put the Holy Fire Sword on his waist, and retreated to the outside of the central floating island, obviously wanting to rush to the exit and escape from here.

A series of confrontations took two breaths.

At this time, the black thunder triggered by the talisman was still in a stalemate with the blue light curtain supported by Liu Yu.

"Zizi"

The light curtain supported by the body cultivation magic power with the characteristics of star power has a very impressive defense when it is fully exerted, and the second-level upper-grade Guishui Thunder Art cannot break it in one fell swoop.

With a mixture of shock and anger on his face, but actually calm as water in his heart, Liu Yu handled this thunder attribute spell with ease.

"Good opportunity."

"Should I take action now?"

Observing the movements of the cultivators at all times, Liu Yu saw through Zhou Ziwen's intentions at a glance and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

The opponent's only way to the exit of the third level of the secret realm was only eighteen or nineteen feet away from him.

At this distance, if he uses the Flash Secret Art and suddenly appears in front of him, it is very likely that he will kill him with one strike.

"This person knows a lot of information."

"It seems that this person may have leaked the news to Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect."

"Tianyi Sect is so well prepared, and it also has special talismans made of real treasures. It must be plotting the Holy Fire Sword."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's previous doubts were solved, but new doubts arose.

"The Holy Fire Sword has appeared, so where are the monks of Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect?"

"I don't believe that the two sects paid such a high price just for a few resources in the secret realm."

He thought quickly.

The resources in the secret realm are of course extremely precious to ordinary monks, but for the two giants of Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect, that may not be the case.

For high-level monks, ordinary resources are even more readily available, and only rare resources and spiritual objects can impress high-level monks.

For example, five hundred years old spiritual herbs, thousand years old spiritual herbs, magic weapons, ancient treasures...

"Let's wait and see."

"If we can't kill them all, I'd rather not take the Holy Fire Sword. Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and we won't lose anything."

After this thought flashed through his mind, Liu Yu let Zhou Ziwen retreat and did not choose to expose himself for the time being.

He was just a foundation-building cultivator, but he had a magic weapon coveted by Jindan Yuanying cultivators. He couldn't sleep well.

Although he had disguised himself, who knew if the high-level cultivators would have any strange secrets to track his whereabouts? !

These cultivators who had seen him die with their own eyes, Liu Yu couldn't feel at ease even if he had the Holy Fire Sword.

After all, he was just a foundation-building cultivator, in the middle and lower class of the entire cultivation world, and he was far from ignoring danger and acting recklessly.

When he was weak, he should be safe.

In the two breaths of time that Liu Yu was thinking, Zhou Ziwen had left the central floating island, stepped on pieces of floating island debris, and quickly flew towards the exit.

While flying quickly, he took out two special sound transmission notes, which turned into two red streams of light and disappeared in the depths of the dark entrance in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, this person was contacting his "accomplices".

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he "fully" broke the Guishui Divine Thunder in front of him.

"Bang Bang"

A series of roars came, and Zishan and other three late-stage foundation-building followers broke through the spell blockade.

They saw the scene just now, and their faces were full of shock and anger. Without waiting for Tang Tianbao's instructions, they hurriedly chased Zhou Ziwen.

"Zizi"

The stalemate with the azure light curtain consumed a lot of power, and its power turned from strong to weak.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Liu Yu stopped paddling, swung the Dark Moon Sword and gathered his strength, and slashed out several sword lights in a row.

Lifting heavy things with ease!

"Swish"

Five black sword lights almost pierced into the black thunder in no particular order.

After a few dull thunders, the black lightning in front of him disintegrated directly.

The thunder ball collapsed and the arc splashed.

A few tiny lightning bolts rushed to Liu Yu's palms and arms, and he immediately felt a slight tingling sensation.

But his body had been tempered by the power of the stars and the power of the moon, and its strength was no longer the same as before, and his spell resistance had also been significantly improved.

A little spell aftermath, no big deal, no impact on the action.

"Not bad."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the effect of the "Star True Body".

Then he moved, followed the three purple-shirted people, and quickly chased Zhou Ziwen.

After all, his realm was one level lower, and his strength was naturally weaker. It would be more reasonable to break the spell a little slower than the three people, right?

As long as they haven't fallen out, they have to play the role. Liu Yu is a well-educated actor.

Several people chased and fled, and quickly approached the exit.

Although the four people were chasing behind, Zhou Ziwen was one step ahead after all, so there was no danger of being caught up for the time being.

The distance between the two sides has never been shortened!

His face returned to being serious, but his demeanor was very different from before.

His eyes were no longer cold and distant, but fierce and decisive!

"Ding Ding Ding"

Relying on the excellent spiritual weapon and higher cultivation, Zhou Ziwen's escape was safe.

Seeing that the entrance was in front of him, this person turned around and looked at Zishan, Liu Yu and the other four, with a mocking look on his lips.

It seemed that he was laughing at the incompetence of several people.

The three people in Zishan were furious, but helpless.

They used all their strength to activate the magic weapon and spiritual weapon, and cast various spells to attack, but they were steadily resisted by the other party.

"Hoo~"

Tang Tianbao was panting, and his aura became stable.

He swallowed a very precious healing elixir. Although his injuries were not healed yet, he was stable enough to move.

It was just that his strength was inevitably affected, and it was only about 80% of his peak.

Looking at Zhou Ziwen who was fleeing, Tang Tianbao was in pain and his face was hideous, his eyes were red and watery.

"Why!!"

He squeezed out a few words from his throat, his tone was low, his voice was hoarse and choked.

Seeing that the other party was approaching the exit, Tang Tianbao took out the Holy Fire Order and cast several spells in a row, triggering the formation to block the exit.