Immortal Palace Longevity

"Boom boom!!!"

The dazzling light suddenly bloomed, and a series of roars resounded through the night sky.

The white, gold, and red spiritual light dyed each raindrop into color, like a rare wonder of heaven and earth in a century.

A golden-red spear light corresponds to a white light thread, and both are annihilated.

When the golden-red spear light was completely destroyed, the white light threads decreased by hundreds, and this Yuanying magic power was weakened again.

After this attack, everyone looked at Liu Yu with shock.

But they did not forget where they were. After offering the magic power of the magic weapon, they continued to use the third-level spell to intercept the Yuanying magic power.

Thanks to the decisive interception in the first time, everyone had time for the second round of shots.

"Boom boom boom~"

The sparse third-level spells soared into the air, met in the night sky in an instant, and annihilated many white light threads.

After the roars, there were less than 1,500 white light threads.

This Nascent Soul Divine Power only had a small amount of power left.

But at this time, the white light thread was approaching, less than three miles away from the barren mountain, and everyone had no time to launch the next round of attacks.

"No, we must not let the teleportation array be destroyed!"

At this moment, Liu Yu only had this thought in his mind.

Only by taking the teleportation array to escape can he ensure that everything is safe. Otherwise, he has been delayed for so long, who knows what will happen next?

Even if he prepared all kinds of trump cards, he might not be able to escape from the encirclement of Qianting!

It is estimated that the remaining power of the white light thread divine power is not enough to threaten his own life.

"Boom"

Liu Yu almost didn't think about it, and he used his magic power to soar into the air, and his figure shot out in an instant.

In full view of the crowd, he rushed towards the Nascent Soul Divine Power!

"Puff puff"

The six or seven feet of the real body flew away quickly, and bursts of strong air-breaking sounds rang out, and the rain along the way was all drained away.

Liu Yu held a gun in his right hand, the sharp tip of the gun shone with golden red aura, and his left hand clenched into a fist, the tip of the fist was hot and scorching.

The two flame shields on both sides of the body were waiting for an opportunity to move.

Behind him, the rolling essence formed a long rainbow, which had the momentum to rush straight into the sky.

"Ahhh~"

With his long hair flying, Liu Yu looked up to the sky and roared, his body was full of vigor.

Before he got close to the Nascent Soul Divine Power, he started to move.

"Swish"

The right hand of the sunset golden rainbow gun suddenly swept to the right front, and the afterimages formed a half-moon golden red light arc, emitting extremely blazing and sharp power.

"Bang Bang~"

The left hand "Meteor Fist" was swung at a high speed along the mysterious trajectory, hitting a series of thick red fists and attacking to the left front.

With the flame shield on his body, Liu Yu's eyes were cold, holding a gun in one hand and a fist in the other, wantonly venting the majestic power in his body.

The next moment, in full view of everyone, he crashed into the dense white light.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

In his ears, the roar was deafening, and he seemed to be tireless, swinging his huge iron fist and golden red spear at a very fast speed.

The flame shield that protected his body had dissipated at some point.

The extremely sharp white light threads left scars on Liu Zhang Zhen's body, and strands of bright red blood flowed out of them.

However, none of this mattered.

Since his body and qi training had both reached the late third stage, Liu Yu himself did not know how much strength he had.

Today, he finally vented his anger!

In the shocked eyes of Guo Poyun, Xu Haoran and others, since he rushed straight into the white light threads, this magical power of the Nascent Soul cultivator with all his strength had dissipated rapidly with the naked eye.

"Skylight Breaks the Clouds"

At this moment, many people could not help but think of this word.

Half a breath later, only a few dozen white light threads were left floating towards the barren mountain, and they were solved by everyone's joint efforts.

Only one person cleared more than half of the white light threads, and changed the result by his own strength.

It can be said that Liu Yu was the main force to break this Yuanying magical power, and the other twenty Jindan cultivators only played a supporting role.

"This kind of strength."

Realizing the strength of "Ancient City", everyone was extremely shocked and silent for a while.

Although they were all Jindan cultivators, they seemed to be in two realms and were completely incomparable.

The figure with long hair scattered and staying in the heavy rain was like a god or a demon!

Whose general is this? !

...

"Pitter-patter~"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Unconsciously, it had evolved from a drizzle to a heavy rain.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, and the sound of dense rain sounded.

The heavy rain blocked the view, and the two battlefields seemed to be divided into two worlds.

"Hiss~"

The Yuanying magical power was broken, and Liu Yu relaxed his mind a little, and waves of pain came from all parts of his body. He couldn't help but change his face and suck in cold air.

When his spiritual sense swept over, there were more than a dozen blood scars on his body.

But fortunately, he was well protected and always paid attention to protecting the vital parts, so the scars were not in the vital parts.

Liu Yu's mind moved, and the wounds flowed with azure spiritual light, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the strong control of the flesh, in just a short breath, more than a dozen blood scars stopped bleeding.

It's not a big deal.

"Hu~"

Putting on a new black robe, Liu Yu exhaled a deep breath and flew back to the barren mountain.

When he landed, everyone subconsciously made way for the road and gave up the most central position.

Although they were all in the same realm, the gap in strength between them was so large that other cultivators had to be careful and become cautious.

"Mingjing, this thief"

Looking at the rapidly weakening Qingshui Zhenjun, some core members gnashed their teeth, obviously hating the betrayer.

"Thinking about it, Mingjing can form a fetus, this matter is indeed strange."

"Among the disciples under the seat of Elder Qingshui, this person's aptitude is not outstanding, only the fourth-grade Dancheng."

"After preparing for so long, he dared not to break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul."

"Suddenly, he closed his eyes without saying a word, and when many fellows were unexpected, he was successfully promoted."

"Perhaps, he got the support of Qianting and was bribed by Qianting at that time."

Guo Poyun's consciousness focused on the battle situation. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

When he was in the foundation-building stage, he joined the Buyi League and was considered a very senior member, so he knew Mingjing very well.

At this time, after a little thought, he guessed the whole story.

It is understandable to make some sacrifices to get closer.

However, betraying one's camp and backstabbing a fellow practitioner, especially "killing the master", is extremely shameful.

"Those who kill the master, we are ashamed to be with them!"

A cultivator said with hatred, looking at Mingjing with disappointment and disgust.

The rebellious act of killing the master is not accepted by most cultivators of the Demonic Path, even in the Demonic Path, let alone the mainstream of the Immortal Cultivation World.

Although the reputation of the Demonic Path has always been bad, it is definitely due to the dirty water thrown by the Righteous Path.

For the act of "killing the master", even the Demonic Path cultivators are very shameful, especially between the direct disciple and the master.

Under normal circumstances, only when there is no hope for the immortal path, a cultivator will think of accepting a direct disciple to pass on what he has learned and the concept of immortal cultivation.

This kind of relationship is even closer than blood!

In the Immortal Cultivation World, there are indeed many Demonic Path cultivators who raise Gu in the name of accepting disciples, but those are registered disciples or boys.

For direct disciples, there is not much difference between the Demonic Path and the Righteous Path.

After all, training a disciple is to pass on the mantle, which requires great efforts.

And the master is often the one who gives without asking for anything in return.

"This kind of scum will not have a good result."

"Even if he surrenders to Qianting, he is just a running dog."

"If he can betray even the master, what else can't he betray?"

"Maybe Qianting doesn't dare to trust this kind of cultivator."

Looking at Mingjing who was still fighting with Hanmei Zhenjun, Xu Haoran said in a low voice with sharp eyes.

As for the other purple scarf army cultivators, they didn't know what they were thinking of and remained silent, looking a little depressed.

Perhaps, they have also experienced betrayal.

After all, compared with the loose cultivator organizations, Qianting Holy Land can give too much more.

Most cultivators don't have such a lofty consciousness, and joining loose cultivator organizations is ultimately for resources.

In this case, if you are not careful, you may betray if you are tempted by Qianting.

After a brief verbal attack, the atmosphere in the field became dull and depressing. People were no longer interested in listing Ming Jing's crimes, but began to worry about the safety of Qingshui Zhenjun.

"People's hearts are fickle."

"People who can betray and inflict the heaviest harm are often the most trusted people."

In the crowd, Liu Yu said nothing, secretly sighing in his heart.

That's why he never tests people's hearts and doesn't give others the opportunity to stab him in the back.

...

"Why?"

In the fierce fight, Ming Jing had a blank expression and smiled seemingly indifferently.

"Why else?"

"Of course, it's to form a spirit object, to break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul, and for the Tao!!"

But as he spoke, his face gradually turned red, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.

If it weren't for his mediocre qualifications, every step of promotion would be so difficult, and because of his qualifications, he couldn't get the support of the resources of the Buyi League. Why would he be like this? !

"In the final analysis, isn't everything in this world all about interests?"

"Purple Scarf Army, Commoner League, Dajiang Society"

"All the scattered cultivation organizations are openly under the banner of overthrowing the Qian Court, but in fact, aren't they all for themselves, for the sake of obtaining more resources?"

"What's wrong with me doing this, and what's the difference between the two?"

"We all live in the mundane world, and we are all profit-seeking laymen after all!"

"The so-called "overthrowing the Qian Court and restoring order" is just a slogan!"

Ming Jing's face did not show any guilt, but was justified.

He tried to use sharp words to establish a theoretical basis for his actions, so that this matter would not look so ugly.

"Boom boom"

Nine plum blossom treasures formed a mysterious formation, trapping Ming Jing in an area, making him exhausted and unable to continue to attack Qingshui Zhenjun.

In his rage, Hanmei Zhenjun did not hold back at all.

Although her cultivation was much deeper, the other party was also a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, so she could only have the upper hand.

But it would take a long time to defeat him.

With Qingshui Zhenjun seriously injured, at most he could be defeated, and it would be very difficult to keep him.

Because of this, Mingjing was fearless.

Not far away, Qingshui Zhenjun heard the words and a deep disappointment flashed across his face.

He knew that Mingjing was determined to do it and it was impossible to turn back, so he did not continue to speak.

It was difficult to turn back after doing such a thing.

On the barren mountain, the Purple Scarf Army and the Buyi League were silent, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Obviously, Mingjing's words had a great impact on everyone's hearts.

The belief that I have always adhered to is now a little shaken.

Yes, if the essence of the casual cultivator organization is no different from that of Qanting Holy Land, then what is the purpose of their persistence?

Is the organization established solely because of profit?

Will he overthrow Qanting Holy Land and become a new evil dragon?

Among the crowd, Liu Yu's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of emotion in his heart.

In his opinion, this is just a classic "benefiting oneself at the expense of others" incident.

This kind of thing is normal in the world of immortality and is not surprising at all.

Just like that sentence, we all live in this secular world. If we want to go further on the road, we will inevitably chase resources.

The only difference is that the means of pursuing interests are different.

Ordinary monks will try to learn the various arts of cultivating immortals. If they cannot earn spiritual stones through cultivating immortals, they can also hunt monsters and beasts, complete tasks, etc.

But in that case, the efficiency will be relatively low.

As one's cultivation level increases, the spiritual stones earned with low efficiency cannot always meet the needs of cultivation.

At this time, one has to either make changes or be eliminated from the world of immortality.

This group of monks earn spiritual stones in a more traditional way. While earning spiritual stones on the surface, they will not harm the interests of others.

A few evil cultivators, however, adopt a more radical approach.

Kill people to seize treasures, collect yin to replenish yang, collect yang to replenish yin, and sacrifice blood to mortals.

By harming the interests of others to make profits for yourself, the speed of earning spiritual stones in this way is often much faster than the former.

The two methods are very different.

However, in Liu Yu's view, the difference is not as big as imagined.

In the situation where all kinds of immortal cultivation resources are limited.

If a monk earns more spiritual stones or resources, there will be one or more monks who earn less spiritual stones.

Even if he does not take the initiative to attack others, one monk's behavior of earning spiritual stones will invisibly squeeze the living space of another monk.

But compared to the latter, the former is undoubtedly much milder and often represents the "positive" side.

The latter, who benefit oneself at the expense of others, are more naked and often represent the "unrighteous" side.

But in fact, both methods will affect others. If we only consider it from the perspective of interests, the boundaries between what is right and what is wrong will become blurred.

Only because humans have wisdom and imagine "morality", "civilization", etc., can there be a distinction between righteousness and injustice.

Low-level monsters, on the other hand, blatantly follow the law of the jungle where the weak eat the strong, regardless of whether it is just or not.

Liu Yu believed that he was by no means a gentleman or a good person. As long as it was beneficial to himself, he did not mind using any method.

Therefore, he was not surprised by Ming Jing's behavior.

…

From the sneak attack on Qingshui Zhenjun to Ming Jing's attempt to destroy the teleportation array, Liu Yu and others successfully defused it in just three breaths.

After being penetrated by the black needle magic weapon, Qingshui Zhenjun's breath continued to weaken, and he was about to fall below the realm of Yuanying.

However, True Lord Hanmei is still in a stalemate with Ming Jing, and it is impossible to end the fight in a short time. Everything seems to be developing in a bad direction.

But at this moment, the Sanyuanying of Qianting who was trapped by some means suddenly appeared, making the already bad situation worse.

"not good!"

A hundred miles away, three rays of Nascent Soul Spiritual Pressure approached rapidly, causing the group of people to suddenly change their expressions.

Now that Ming Jing has rebelled, Qingshui Zhenjun is seriously injured, and we have no strength to compete with him.

Once the three true kings of Qianting arrive, it will be a devastating blow to Liu Yu and his party!

At the critical moment, as the elder who presided over the operation, although he was deeply saddened by the betrayal of his direct disciple, Qingshui Zhenjun still suppressed his negative emotions and regained his composure.

Observing the Sanyuan Ying of Qian Ting with his spiritual consciousness, he understood that it was difficult for a group of people to escape from the horror.

The next moment, determination flashed across Lord Qingshui's face, as if he had made some important decision.

He moved the magic formula quickly with both hands, almost an afterimage appeared, and after half a breath, he pointed a finger between his eyebrows.

"boom!!!"

After a set of spells, Lord Qingshui's rapidly falling spiritual pressure and aura miraculously stopped and began to rise uncharacteristically.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to its peak moment and continued to climb upward.

"Click"

In the void, there seemed to be a sound like lightning and thunder.

After half a breath, Qingshui Zhenjun's beard and hair were flying, his robes were fluttering, and his spiritual pressure reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"My Nascent Soul has been damaged and is hopeless at this time."

"Fellow Taoist Hanmei, you go first, I will stay behind!"

As he spoke, he made a secret with both hands and urged the Purple Gourd True Treasure to attack Ming Jing.

He used secret techniques to temporarily suppress his injuries, and Qingshui Zhenjun's strength temporarily increased to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

At this time, the purple gourd true treasure was activated, and its power increased to a higher level, making Ming Jing change his color in shock.

"Qing Shui, you."

True Lord Hanmei frowned, hesitation flashing across his face.

She knew that if she left, she might never see her old friend again.

But at this time, life and death are at stake, not only related to the life safety of the core members, but also related to the safety of the civilian alliance. Naturally, we cannot be impulsive because of personal relationships.

After cultivating to the Nascent Soul realm, True Lord Hanmei is naturally not an indecisive person.

"Alas~!"

The plum blossom true treasure surrounded her true body. She sighed heavily, looked deeply at True Lord Qingshui, and flew quickly towards the barren mountain.

"Burn the origin of Nascent Soul?"

"Old guy, you don't want your life?!"

Faced with the True Lord Qingshui who used secret techniques to suppress his injuries and temporarily raised his strength to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, Mingjing had no power to fight back and could not help but speak in silence.

The black needle magic weapon hitting the Nascent Soul can indeed greatly reduce the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and even cause the realm to fall and the foundation to be damaged.

But after a good recuperation, he can still survive for a while.

He never thought that his "master" would be so decisive and would not hesitate to burn the Nascent Soul origin to take the initiative to cover the retreat for other cultivators.

Logically speaking, apart from the connection with the Buyi League, the friendship between the two sides is just average.

This behavior of True Lord Qingshui has no benefit to himself, which Mingjing really cannot understand.

The consequences of burning the Nascent Soul origin are more serious than burning the Golden Core origin!

When a cultivator condenses the Nascent Soul, the embryonic form of the Yuanshen has merged with the Nascent Soul and is inseparable. Burning the Yuanshen origin is also burning the Yuanshen.

When the origin dries up, it is the day when the cultivator falls!

Looking at the mirror that spoke without thinking, Qingshui Zhenjun was calm at this time. He did not show any mercy and no longer cared about the past master-disciple relationship.

"Not everything can be measured by interests."

"As a human being, some things should be ranked above interests and are worth pursuing with life."

"For example, justice."

"Justice may not bring good results."

"But it itself is a kind of beauty, worth pursuing and protecting with all your strength!!"

The vigorous and powerful voice spread in the night sky in an instant.

The words, like the morning bell, hit the depths of the soul.

Even the sound of the rain could not cover it up.