Immortal Palace Longevity

"With such power, this "Nine Palaces Qingyang Lamp" is definitely not a magic weapon!"

"It should be a real treasure passed down."

"With the peak cultivation of the Golden Core, he did not hesitate to burn the Golden Core's origin and barely stimulated part of the ability of this lamp, which can indeed greatly enhance the power of the magic fire."

"The power of this level of magic fire is close to the fourth-grade spiritual fire."

"No wonder it can last so long in the face of the siege of Daoyi Holy Land."

"It's just that the Golden Core's origin will eventually be exhausted, and it can't last too long."

"If nothing unexpected happens, its fall is just around the corner."

Liu Yu's eyes were like torches, looking at the direction where the fighting fluctuations appeared.

With a distance of hundreds of miles, his eyes seemed to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers, taking in everything.

"The Daoyi Holy Land dispatched eight Jindan, the lowest of whom was at the middle Jindan stage."

"Keep attacking like this, and when the Jindan essence is exhausted, it will be the day of Kong Qing's death."

"Two at the middle Jindan stage, three at the late Jindan stage, and three at the peak Jindan stage."

"What a big deal!"

"Especially this person, his aura is unexpectedly strong. Even if I burst out with all my strength, I'm afraid I'll be three points inferior."

"Could it be... this person is the "holy son" of this generation of the Daoyi Holy Land?!"

The divine sense silently locked onto one of the handsome young men in golden silk brocade clothes, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

The moment he glanced at this person, a faint sense of crisis came from his extremely sharp spiritual perception.

This was when they were hundreds of miles apart.

It can be foreseen that if they confronted each other, it would be more dangerous than good.

Because of the time travel, Liu Yu's spiritual perception was far more sharp and powerful than that of the cultivators of the same realm, and he had never made a mistake so far.

Considering that he might be the Son of Daoyi, he had to admit that this was an opponent that was difficult to defeat at present.

As the top power in the entire Central Region, countless high-level and rare resources were at his fingertips. For the Son of Daoyi, it was not difficult to practice the three paths at the same time.

The resources of the holy land could fully support his practice of the three paths at the same time.

Therefore, Liu Yu was at an absolute disadvantage in Qi training, and he might not have the upper hand in body and spirit training.

What's more, the ranking of the Son of Daoyi on the "True Man List" of the Central Region ranked him tenth.

Looking at the countless Tianjiao heroes in the Central Region, they were all in the previous life.

The reason why Kong Qing could persist at the moment was only because the Son of Daoyi was just watching and didn't seem to have any intention of taking action.

"With this kind of lineup, under normal circumstances, it would be extremely difficult for me to save Master Kong Qing."

"With my current strength, facing the Saint Dao Yi head-on, even if I use all my means, my chances of winning will probably not exceed 30%!"

Scanning the battlefield with my spiritual sense, and thinking of the rankings on the Master Ranking, Liu Yu gradually made a clear judgment on the strength comparison between the enemy and us.

Thinking of this, he frowned and felt very tricky.

First of all, we must save him. The follow-up of Qingyang Gong is too important. Now that we have a clue, we must not give up easily.

Once you miss this opportunity, you will miss it.

"Since direct confrontation is not possible, we have no choice but to use the "Sword of Destruction."

"There is only one chance to use this sword."

"With one strike, we will kill most of the cultivators, mainly Daoyi Saint."

"If the strike is successful, everything that follows will naturally come naturally."

"If the strike fails, we will continue to wait and see the situation. If it doesn't work, we can only run away."

"After all, life is more important."

Countless thoughts rose and fell in his mind, colliding and sparking wisdom, and Liu Yu's eyes gradually became firm.

Thinking like this, his escape speed did not decrease at all, and he approached the battle at a high speed.

"Flutter"

The black wind wings vibrated greatly, and the green escape light cut through the sky.

"Hmm?"

But when Liu Yu's consciousness scanned, Daoyi Saint, who was wearing golden silk brocade and had fair skin and fluttering sleeves, seemed to have noticed something.

The next moment, he suddenly looked behind him.

I saw a small dot appear on the horizon at some point, and it was a green escape light approaching rapidly.

Liu Yu's judgment was not wrong. The cultivation of the Yuanshen of Daoyi Saint was also very high, at least far beyond the limit of Jindan by 100 miles.

It was about 110 miles to 120 miles.

Compared with him, it was probably only a few miles away.

This was normal. After all, in terms of Yuanshen cultivation, Liu Yu not only had good innate conditions, but also frequently took various spiritual objects that were beneficial to Yuanshen.

Yuanshen spiritual objects were rare. Even if he was the Saint of the Holy Land, it was impossible for him to take them every day, right?

Liu Yu noticed the reaction of Daoyi Saint. According to his reaction time, he judged that his Yuanshen cultivation should be lower than his own, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least he was not at a disadvantage in all aspects, which was a little comfort.

...

"Boom~"

As for taking down Master Kongqing, the people of Daoyi Holy Land felt that they were sure to win, so they were not in a hurry.

After all, the real treasure in his hand was indeed a bit magical. If there were casualties, it would be too worthless.

As the golden elixir's essence was rapidly consumed, the blazing green sea of ​​fire was also gradually shrinking.

It was visible to the naked eye that the light of the ancient bronze lamp was rapidly dimming.

Realizing that a strange cultivator had arrived, and that he was coming from the direction where the Jinwu Guards were keeping watch, two golden elixir cultivators from Daoyi Holy Land immediately withdrew from the siege and locked onto Liu Yu who was flying over from a distance.

One of them is at the peak of Jindan and the other is at the late Jindan stage.

As monks from the holy land, their skills and magical powers are better than ordinary monks, and they feel that it is no problem to take down this person.

As for the Saint of Daoyi, he still has his hands behind his back and a calm smile on his face, and he seems to have no intention of taking action.

For him, this mission is just too boring, so he just came out to relax.

Even if he doesn't take action, his fellow disciples are enough to complete the task.

"The cultivation of the Yuanshen of the person who comes seems to be stronger than mine, and his spiritual skills are also very superb."

"Is this person's purpose to rescue the remnants of Qingyang Sect?"

"Interesting, interesting."

The Saint of Daoyi's clothes fluttered, and he watched the situation develop quietly.

He was used to this kind of detached feeling, and watching mediocre people fight to the death was also interesting.

Moreover, the person who came was just a Jindan monk, and his cultivation was only in the middle Jindan stage. Even if he had some support, he didn't think he could make waves.

One hundred miles, eighty miles, sixty miles...

"Swoosh~"

The light of escape passed through the sky. The more critical the moment, the calmer Liu Yu felt.

Noticing the smile of the Saint of Daoyi, which showed that everything was under control, an inexplicable smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I wonder if I can still smile later?!"

Liu Yu restrained his smile and this thought flashed through his mind.

Thinking of this, he took off the "ordinary long sword" from his waist and held it in his hand.

"Buzz"

The ruined sword trembled slightly, and the ignorant sword spirit communicated with some excitement through the mind.

It has not moved for a long time, and it seems to understand that the master is about to use it, and it feels a little excited.

"Clang"

The low sword sound suddenly resounded through the mountains, startling a flock of flying birds.

Many birds and beasts seemed to feel the crisis, and they became irritable and rushed to escape from this area.

The clanging of swords began to echo among the mountains, from low to loud.

It was like an ancient divine object that had been sealed for a long time, and it began to revive at this moment, with a great horror!

With the Sword of Destruction in hand, Liu Yu's aura changed immediately!

It became sharp, like an unsealed sword, and its might exceeded the limit of the golden elixir in the blink of an eye, climbing to a higher realm, and gradually becoming unfathomable.

There was a hint of admiration.

And at the moment when the "Sword of Destruction" was in hand, the nine people who were in the middle of the battle stiffened at the same time, and even the movements of their hands paused.

In the spiritual sense, there was an extremely strong sense of crisis.

The smile of the Saint Son of Daoyi froze, no longer confident and calm as before, and there was also a strong sense of crisis in the spiritual sense.

Looking at the blue escape light approaching rapidly in the sky, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes!

"How could such power come from a Jindan cultivator?!"

"Even if it was the prince of Daqian, he would never bring me such a sense of crisis!"

"No, that's not right!"

"This strong sense of crisis does not come from that cultivator, but from the long sword in his hand."

"But even if the Jindan cultivator burns his essence and uses secret techniques to barely activate the real treasure, there should not be such a strong threat."

"If it is just a real treasure, it will never cause such a strong threat!"

"Could it be...?!"

Thinking of a possibility, Daoyi Shengzi's eyes were full of horror, looking at the escaping light approaching the sky, his face was full of incredible color.

In his spiritual perception, as the escaping light approached, a mighty power like a mountain and a sea was pressing down like a tidal wave.

A faint murderous intent locked onto him firmly.

At this moment, Daoyi Shengzi felt a sense of nowhere to escape from.

And the other seven holy land cultivators also had this feeling for no reason.

Only Master Kong Qing, because he was not targeted, did not feel that way, but his eyes were still filled with horror.

Sixty miles, fifty miles, forty miles...

In the vibration of the black wind wings, in just one or two breaths, Liu Yu stepped into the battlefield within forty miles.

"Almost."

Thinking of this, his face was calm and his mind was highly focused.

Communicating with the sword spirit, Liu Yu held the hilt with both hands and raised the broken sword tip high.

"Clang"

Accompanied by the sharp sword sound, the wind and clouds changed color in an instant.

The clouds on the sky were suddenly impacted by an invisible force, and they collapsed in large pieces in an instant, revealing a huge hole.

In an instant, Liu Yu entered a very special state, controlling the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles through the broken sword in his hand.

"Huhu~"

The wind and clouds surged, and the grass and trees crouched.

The spiritual energy that was everywhere in the world, under the influence of an inexplicable force, quickly gathered towards Liu Yu.

Because the gathered spiritual energy was too dense, it even turned into a mass of mist, forming a colorful spiritual energy storm that could be directly observed by the naked eye.

Gold, cyan, blue, red, yellow...

Looking around, within a radius of dozens of miles, there were colorful spiritual mists, rapidly gathering towards Liu Yu.

When entering the five-mile range, the original color gradually faded and turned into a grayish gray.

"As my cultivation level improves, the power I exert has also increased."

"This time, the range of controlling spiritual energy seems to have increased by another one or two miles."

Liu Yu flashed this thought.

He felt a huge burden, which was almost unbearable in just one or two breaths, and waves of tearing pain came from his soul.

Although the Ruined Sword can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in advance, it is not a field that Jindan cultivators can involve after all, and the burden is beyond imagination.

Fortunately, since the cause and effect of the Ruined Sword has been mostly resolved, the relationship with the sword spirit has improved a lot.

With its active cooperation, the burden has been reduced a lot compared to the last time.

The speed of spiritual energy gathering is very fast. In just one or two breaths, a huge gray sword shadow is formed behind him.

Gray hilt, gray sword body, simple and exquisite patterns...

When Liu Yu raised the Ruined Sword, a desolate and desolate atmosphere quickly spread in all directions.

Looking down, within a radius of 100 miles, all the plants and trees affected by the desolate and desolate atmosphere withered quickly.

The flesh and blood of every household, thousands of mortals, and countless beasts are disappearing quickly.

Even the skeleton was reduced to ashes, and he didn't know what happened until he died.

The green mountains and green waters soon lost their original colors and turned into a delicate gray.

One general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of people!

Two breaths later, a gray sword shadow hundreds of feet long had taken shape behind Liu Yu.

This state was too burdensome and could not be maintained for long.

Without any hesitation, he immediately waved the broken sword in his hand towards the direction where the eight Daoyi Saints were.

"Swish~!"

The gray sword shadow behind him also disappeared at the same time as Liu Yu's movements.

"Not good!"

"This is... a spiritual treasure!"

"How can a mere Jindan cultivator possess a spiritual treasure and activate it?!!"

The fatal sense of crisis came, and the Daoyi Saint, who had always been calm and confident, couldn't help but show a look of fear on his face.

But this question was destined to be unanswered.

He wanted to use the secret technique to leave, and the secret technique was also successfully performed, but no matter what, he could not leave the place, as if his body was fixed by a great magical power.

The space around him was stagnant, as if he was in the hardest mud and stone, and it was extremely difficult to move.

Seeing the gray sword shadow disappear, the Saint of Daoyi had no time to think about it, and quickly took out a golden talisman to activate it.

The fourth-level middle-grade defense talisman - the gilded iron wall talisman.

Once this talisman is activated, six golden walls will appear around him, protecting this person in all directions without dead angles.

This kind of defense, even if the cultivators of the early stage of the Nascent Soul take action, it will take more than a dozen hits to break.

After doing all this, the Saint of Daoyi was still not at ease, and he continued to activate the magic weapon and robes to form a series of defenses, trying to save his life.

He admitted that he had underestimated the heroes of the world before!

Including the eight people including Kongqing Zhenren, at this moment, they all used various means to try to save their lives under the power of the spiritual treasure.

The colorful spiritual light flashed, and when the nine people used various defensive means, the gray sword shadow had arrived and swept from left to right.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

The terrifying power exploded, and the remaining seven people from Daoyi Holy Land were wiped out silently from the subtle level without even a scream.

Even the two peak Jindan monks did not survive, and the defense of the magic weapon was useless.

Only the wall with golden light barely lasted a little longer, but it collapsed and destroyed in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

The gray sword shadow of hundreds of feet swept across, and then lost control and fell towards the distant mountains, destroying dozens of high mountains in a row, and the power was exhausted.

Under one blow, countless lives were killed and injured, the mountains were devastated, and dust covered the sky and the earth!

"Clang"

The broken sword returned to the sheath and tied it around his waist again. Liu Yu took a deep breath, and a deep fatigue flashed in his eyes.

Resisting fatigue, his extremely sharp spiritual sense spread towards the place where the people from Daoyi Holy Land stood.

"Huh?"

"This person......?!"

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PS: There is another chapter in the evening, I won't talk about the time, those who understand will understand QAQ~

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