Immortal Palace Longevity

In the space filled with rich star power, a red light ball appeared out of thin air, with two objects around it.

An ordinary long sword and a blue transparent pendant.

"What a comfortable feeling."

Liu Yu had this feeling the moment he appeared here.

Since he reached a certain level in practicing "Star True Body", he has developed a certain affinity with the power of stars.

Under the shining of starlight, moonlight and sunlight, the body refining mana can recover faster and the state is better than usual.

"Is it because I absorbed enough and extremely pure star power?"

"Or is it because of the "power of the sun"? "

"If this is also considered a spiritual root, then do I have a "star spiritual root", a spiritual root generated after birth?"

The moment he was bathed in the starlight, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

But at this time, he had no time to experience this feeling, nor did he have time to think about it.

Because the sequelae of maintaining the "supreme" state were still continuing.

Looking at the large group of silver origin in the center of the illusory star, Liu Yu quickly began to move.

With a thought, the silver origin began to surge slightly and fluctuate under the influence of some noble power, and quickly became violent.

One breath, two breaths.

After three breaths, the silver origin surged violently, and the fluctuations had reached a certain level.

Finally, a trace of red light appeared in Liu Yu's expectant eyes.

Then, a strand of deep red spiritual light the size of a hair slowly floated out from it.

The moment the hair-sized red light appeared, the ubiquitous blue starlight around it instantly pushed away a long distance.

Like a minister, guarding his king.

"It's done."

Liu Yu was delighted, and quickly used the power of his spiritual consciousness to interfere with the matter, controlling the ray of "sun power" to float towards the water drop pendant.

"Buzz"

The water drop pendant trembled slightly when it came into contact with the hair-sized deep red spiritual light, as if it could not contain its huge energy.

Seeing this, Liu Yu's mind moved, and the spiritual light of "Power of the Sun" dimmed, and the light and heat emitted became much weaker.

In the Immortal Mansion, he can do all kinds of things that are impossible to do in the outside world, such as directly controlling the vitality of heaven and earth.

Even the "Power of the Sun" can only surrender!

After the spiritual light dimmed, the ray of red light finally slowly merged into the water drop pendant, and the fluctuations of light and heat quickly disappeared.

Finally, it was completely integrated into it.

"It's OK."

In the "Supreme" state, emotions are becoming weaker every moment. Liu Yu can clearly feel the passing of emotions, and even "self-cognition" is becoming blurred.

It's like being assimilated by the world.

Therefore, the goal is completed, he dare not stay for even a second, and he exits that state in an instant.

"Terrible."

The silver origin that continues to emit starlight, Liu Yu recalls the feeling just now, and still has some lingering fears.

It's like a machine that has been running for a long time at overload, and suddenly stops, and it feels that thinking has become sluggish and slow.

It was not until several breaths had passed that it gradually returned to normal.

"With the increase in the number of times, the sequelae have become more and more serious."

Recalling the entry just now, Liu Yu's heart was full of solemnity.

However, there is no solution at present. He can only see if the improvement of the realm can effectively resist it. Therefore, after thinking for a long time without results, he did not think much.

Looking at the two objects floating around him, Liu Yu's mind moved, and he quickly returned to the physical body.

...

In the outside world, the moment the soul returned to the physical body, Liu Yu's spiritual pressure rose rapidly, and in just two or three breaths it returned to nearly normal.

The Ruined Sword and the Water Drop Pendant also appeared on his knees.

Looking at the two objects, he showed a smile on his face, and even the sequelae that became more and more serious after entering that state were thrown aside.

Touching the Ruined Sword, as if touching a diluted treasure, Liu Yu carefully tied it around his waist.

After the spiritual power mark is replenished, the sword can be used again, and this trump card can be used at any time.

"It's still this kind of trump card that can play a decisive role, which makes people feel more at ease~"

After completing daily communication with the "Sword Spirit" and appeasing that wisp of confused spirituality, Liu Yu placed his right hand on the Ruined Sword and expressed his heartfelt feelings.

Afterwards, he looked at the water drop pendant, and after confirming that there was no gap in the seal, he immediately put it into the storage ring and placed it in a familiar corner.

For how to use this ray of "sun power", Liu Yu had a plan in mind.

The sequelae of the "Supreme" state became more and more serious, and he did not dare to enter frequently, so he must not use this kind of spiritual object in daily practice.

It can only be used when the bottleneck of practice is just a matter of time, that is, when it is time to impact the peak of the third level and successfully complete the "scorching sun stage" practice.

After replenishing the spiritual power mark for the Ruined Sword and the "sun power" for the water drop pendant, Liu Yu's mana was slightly activated, and several magic weapons appeared in front of him.

They are a small black banner, a light golden ring, a bunch of black feather wings, a pair of cross darts with cold light, and a golden bowl.

They are the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the Golden Jade Ring, the Black Wind Wings, the Silver Star Darts, and the Arhat Bowl.

"Silver Star Darts seem to be very ineffective against monsters."

"It's better to use it against cultivators."

"After all, monsters are so big, and the wound caused by this magic weapon is too small. Even if it hits the vital point, it is difficult to cause serious impact on the monster."

Looking at several magic weapons, Liu Yu finally stopped at the "Silver Star Dart" with a cold glow, and this thought flashed through his mind.

He had also used this treasure to deal with demon cultivators in recent years, but the effect was very unsatisfactory and far from what he expected.

In addition, the power of the Arhat Bowl was quite good, but the attack speed was too slow.

However, after thinking about it, after arriving in Daqian, the main opponent would become a cultivator, so Liu Yu still left the Silver Star Dart and did not put it on the elimination list.

The "blunt weapon" Arhat Bowl was also left for a similar reason, both of which could play a role in special scenes.

Then Liu Yu retracted his gaze, injected spiritual power into his "Ten Thousand Souls Banner", and began to carefully nurture it.

This magic weapon was obtained as early as the foundation-building period. At that time, it was severely damaged by the sharp edge of the Ruined Sword, and its power was greatly affected.

But as he walked along, devouring the souls of countless monsters and cultivators, the wounds left in those years had long been healed, and the power had also increased greatly.

If the Ruined Sword is not counted, among the magic weapons in Liu Yu's hand, the power is second only to the Golden Rainbow Gun of the Sunset, and is even higher than the Golden Jade Ring, Arhat Bowl and other magic weapons.

After all, so many souls are not swallowed in vain.

The reason why he didn't use it much after entering the Six Continents of Annan was because he was afraid of bad influence and being mistaken for a demon cultivator.

Moreover, most of the demon beasts and demon cultivators under the rule of the Fire Phoenix Clan are of fire attribute, which is more restrained against evil ghosts and souls, so they have no chance to appear.

The green spiritual light shines on Liu Yu's face. He is very patient and careful to nurture the magic weapon. The anxiety about the upcoming war gradually disappears.

The Zhang family is secretly making various preparations and actively contacting cultivators from all sides. Liu Yu and Zhuo Mengzhen are also nurturing magic weapons and practicing in the temporary cave, not missing any opportunity to improve their strength.

In the undercurrent, time passes by, and three and a half months slip through the fingers in the blink of an eye.

…

“Boom boom”

The stone door of the training room slowly opened, and a very dull sound was heard.

Liu Yu, dressed in a black robe, appeared and saw Zhuo Mengzhen, who was ready to go. She had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, the woman looked good, with bright eyes and radiant complexion, and her whole complexion had changed a lot.

It seemed that she had come out of anxiety and began to face the difficulties actively.

Everything that should be said had been said in three and a half months. The two nodded solemnly and walked out together tacitly.

Put away the "Illusionary Three Yuan Formation", and flew away in the direction of Broken Gold City together.

While flying, Liu Yu glanced at Zhuo Mengzhen and found that the woman's eyes were more determined than expected. It seemed that she had prepared herself mentally.

Deep in her heart, she knew that she was fearless because she had those blazing dreams!

For both of them, there was a difficult hurdle in front of them. If they could not cross it, the road to immortal cultivation would end here.

If they could reach Daqian, with Daqian's richer cultivation resources, there would be more possibilities in the future.

In such a war, there might not be a way out, and they might be killed by the transformed demon cultivators of the demon clan with a slap.

But because of their dreams, the two had to go.

Otherwise, using their own strength to force through the formation arranged by the demon clan and risking to cross those dangerous places would only make the chances slimmer and more time-consuming.

The Sword of Destruction never left his body. While his spiritual sense was scanning the surroundings, Liu Yu kept one hand on the sword at all times. This was the strongest means of attack at present.

"The number of demon cultivators has obviously decreased a lot?"

"Did a considerable part of the forces participate in the "King's Court Meeting"? "

Looking far away, Liu Yu had almost no demon cultivators along the way, and this thought flashed through his mind.

In the months after he came out of seclusion, he went out from time to time to observe the situation, but perhaps because of the "King's Court Meeting", the number of demon cultivators he encountered was obviously much less than before.

"From this point of view, the power guarding the major immortal cities should also be weakened a lot, right?"

No abnormality was found, and Liu Yu felt relieved.

"Swoosh"

Flying at high speed, dozens of miles passed in a blink of an eye, and Broken Gold City was in sight.

...

"Clang"

On the road paved with bluestone, a car was slowly dragged by manpower.

It was loaded with resources such as ore, spiritual soil, and spiritual herbs, which were extremely difficult to drag with manpower alone.

Comparatively speaking, the weight that cultivators need to bear is heavier, and the weight that mortals bear is lighter.

At a glance, the road was crowded with large and small trucks, which were dragged towards the city gate by ant-sized cultivators and mortals, and almost every step made a heavy sound.

"Tap tap"

As long as someone couldn't hold on, the blood bats around them would rush up and enjoy the food.

"Flutter" "Flutter"

When the blood bats of all sizes flew away, there was often only a thin piece of human skin left on the spot, and the blood, flesh and marrow were all devoured.

Most mortals and monks were numb and fearful. They had long been accustomed to such a life and just hoped that it would not be their turn next.

What a simple idea~

Because there were only two demon cultivators guarding the city at this time, and under the order of the Fire Sparrow Clan, many blood bats were sent to participate in the "Royal Court Meeting", so the defense of Broken Gold City was somewhat empty.

In order to prevent the monks from resisting, the demon cultivators ordered to strengthen the guard, and kill them immediately if there was any problem.

"Pala"

"Uh~!"

The long whip covered with barbs, in close contact with flesh and blood, immediately made a sound of skin and flesh being torn apart, accompanied by the supervisor's scolding and cursing.

As minions attached to the demon clan, these supervisors naturally carried out the order firmly.

During special periods, as long as they saw someone walking a little slower, the long whip would immediately greet them.

"Is it him?"

A Qi Refining Supervisor's eyes flashed with cold light, and suddenly saw a familiar monk, who was seven or eight years ago, and dared to stare back when being whipped.

Thinking of that look, he still felt inexplicably frightened.

"I didn't expect that eight years have passed, and this person is still alive?"

"What a lucky guy!"

"In that case, then I'll send you off!"

He glanced around, but did not find the figure of the red-clothed supervisor who was protecting him. A cruel idea emerged in the mind of the Qi Refining Supervisor.

Almost without thinking, he quickly approached, and the black long whip was intended to greet Guo Poyun.

Trying to whip people alive and seriously injure them like before, and then let the monster master devour them.

"Swish"

The long whip was extremely fast, and a strong sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The slaves around heard it and moved away immediately, fearing that they would be affected.

The Qi Refining Supervisor had a grim smile on his face. He did not hold back at all in this attack, as if he could already see the other party's miserable condition, just like the monks he had dealt with before.

But the next moment, the smile on his face quickly solidified!

"Bang"

A slight roar sounded, and the other end of the black long whip was steadily caught by a palm with yellow spiritual light flowing on the surface.

"How is it possible?!"

"He is wearing a forbidden spirit ring, how can this person use his magic power?!"

The Qi Refining Supervisor widened his eyes with a look of horror on his face, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

As long as the monks wear the "forbidden spirit ring", they can no longer use their magic power. He has never seen such an unexpected situation.

The surrounding supervisors and monsters also discovered the abnormality here.

At the first moment, hundreds of blood bats flew from all over the city gate.

"Damn it."

The Qi Refining Supervisor pulled hard, trying to pull out the black whip, but it didn't move at all.

Helplessly, he could only run back to save his life first.

"It's almost time."

Guo Poyun narrowed his eyes, glanced at the sun in the sky to confirm the time, and nodded slightly in the direction of Zhang Tao and his subordinates.

The next moment, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure burst out, suddenly appeared outside the city gate, and quickly swept in all directions.

Under the spiritual pressure of the Jindan level, many mortals who were too close lost their lives at the first moment and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

For cultivators, spiritual pressure is as natural as eating and drinking. At the Jindan level, it is truly extraordinary.

Ordinary mortals don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of Jindan cultivators. If they can't restrain their spiritual pressure, the powerful spiritual pressure can instantly turn mortals into dust.

The monks performed slightly better, but they were also suppressed to the point where they could hardly stand up straight.

"What, a Jindan monk?!"

The face of the Qi Refining Supervisor was full of fear.

He had only seen this kind of spiritual pressure on the demon cultivators of the Blood Bat Clan. When he saw it from a distance, he was already terrified.

This man struggled and tried to enter the city slowly to get the protection of the demon cultivators of the Blood Bat Clan.

But watching Guo Poyun approaching quickly, the face of the Qi Refining Supervisor was gradually filled with despair, and he obviously knew that he could not go far.

"Aren't you wearing a forbidden spirit ring? Why can you still use magic power?"

He retreated step by step, several feet away, and there were many people in the middle. He pointed at the other party and yelled.

It seemed that he was venting his fear, and it seemed that he was questioning why fate was so unfair.

But Guo Poyun had no intention of answering. He grabbed a thick chain next to him and threw it hard in the direction of the Qi Refining Supervisor.

The blow condensed the power of the Jindan monk was thrown out, and the chain instantly crossed a large distance and hit the body of the Qi Refining Supervisor.

"Bang!!"

The man's body was torn into pieces, leaving only a cloud of blood mist, and blood rain slowly fell.

The appearance of blood mist seemed to be just a beginning.

The next moment, Guo Poyun sacrificed his life magic weapon, the brown-yellow small tripod, and sprayed a brown-yellow spiritual light from the mouth of the tripod, heading towards the hundreds of blood bats that were spreading like blood clouds.

"Bang bang bang"

Under the power of the magic weapon, low-level blood bats could not move forward at all. No matter how many there were, they were turned into blood mist under the brown-yellow spiritual light sprayed from the small tripod.

For a while, it seemed that blood rained from the sky, constantly falling on the slaves below.

They stood there, watching the scenes in front of them, but they were a little at a loss.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a cultivator with a late foundation-building cultivation base and shocking scars all over his chest and back quickly opened a black iron bottle and smeared the liquid in it on the "forbidden spirit ring".

It was the "dirty magic spirit liquid".

The moment the spiritual liquid covered the forbidden soul ring, the spiritual light of this magic weapon dimmed, and the indestructible confinement also loosened a little.

"Hahahaha~"

Feeling that the long-forgotten magic power could finally be mobilized again after many years, the scarred foundation-building monk couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed out loud.

However, at this critical moment, he did not forget that there was still something important to do.

Grabbing the dimmed spiritual forbidden soul ring on his neck with both hands, the magic power and strength worked together, and the scarred monk let out a deafening roar:

"This shackle can't trap me!!!"

"Bang!!"

Accompanied by a roar, the special magic weapon that had been imprisoned on the neck for decades finally broke, and the magic power was running smoothly again.

The scarred monk's eyes turned red in an instant, and his hands quickly lit up with spiritual light, and he rushed towards the city gate at a high speed.

Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

But before that, he still had to eliminate those "human traitors". Compared with monsters and demon cultivators, he hated the human traitors who were accomplices to the tiger more!

As a golden elixir-level spiritual pressure emerged, many foundation-building monks used "dirty magic spirit liquid" to break free from their shackles and fought fiercely with monsters and human traitors at the city gate.

Spells were everywhere, magic weapons swept across, and monsters roared.

In just a few breaths, the outside of the city gate was full of broken limbs and corpses, and mortals without cultivation were almost killed and injured.

Even if they turned around and left, it would be in vain.

The confrontation between monks and monsters will not stop temporarily because of their innocent deaths.

In this world, the protagonists have always been immortal cultivators and demon cultivators!

But after the Zhang family's review, only a very small number of monks were considered qualified to use the "dirty magic spirit liquid".

Most monks still could not break free from the shackles of the forbidden spirit ring.

A small number of monks hid in various shelters as soon as the incident happened.

But most monks stayed there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

They wanted to escape, but they were afraid that the blood bats would settle accounts with them later. They wanted to join the resistance team, but they were afraid of death.

It is easy to break free from the shackles of the body.

But it is extremely difficult to get rid of the shackles of the mind. Some people are destined to spend the rest of their lives wearing "shackles".