Immortal Palace Longevity

"So, it's still a failure."

"It seems that we have to fight."

Liu Yu stood up, this thought flashed through his mind, and he sent a message to Tian Xiaoyu.

Then the power of Dantian turned, and he flew into the air.

"Bang"

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the original place, smashed the roof and flew towards Hongzhu Mountain.

"Boom"

Almost at the same time when Liu Yu flew into the air, there was a huge movement on Hongzhu Mountain, and a battle of Jindan level broke out.

If there were no accidents, Guo Poyun saw that there was no hope of persuasion and started to implement the worst plan.

The two have known each other for many years and have a good tacit understanding. He believes that the other party will not hesitate when it is time to take action.

"Swoosh"

The escape light cut through the sky. Liu Yu could cross the distance of only thirty or forty with one or two breaths of full strength.

With the eyesight of a Jindan cultivator, some scenes of Hongzhu Mountain have been seen.

This mountain can barely be ranked among the third-grade spiritual mountains, but it can only be regarded as the worst one. The reason why it is called "Red Bamboo" is that there are indeed many bamboos on this mountain.

One kind of red bamboo is naturally extremely hard and is a good material for refining medium- and high-grade magic tools.

Although the number of red bamboos is relatively rare, it is also one of the symbols of this mountain. Over time, it has the name of Red Bamboo Mountain.

Liu Yu looked around and saw that there were several large bamboo forests on the mountain.

Under the breeze, many bamboo leaves fell down, with the beautiful sunset as a backdrop, a peaceful and natural scene.

Being in such a bamboo sea, perhaps it can make the cultivators forget the disputes in the world of cultivation and make their hearts temporarily calm?

So in the bamboo sea, many Feng family cultivators talked and laughed, and carried out various activities.

Put a few cushions on the grass, they either closed their eyes to practice, or simply lay down to comprehend and read classics, or talked about scriptures in groups of three or two.

However, this peaceful and beautiful place was destined to not last long with the arrival of two "uninvited guests".

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise accompanied by the fluctuation of power at the level of Jindan appeared, and many Feng family cultivators were immediately shocked. They stopped their actions and looked at the top of the mountain in horror.

At this moment, they still didn't understand what happened.

"Swoosh"

Entering the state of full-strength burst, Liu Yu had already entered within ten miles of Hongzhu Mountain in just a breath.

A sweep of the 152-mile spiritual consciousness showed the situation of the battle clearly.

Guo Poyun activated his life magic weapon, the brown-yellow small tripod, and the earth-yellow flying sword he sold to him, firmly occupying the absolute initiative.

The magic weapon and the magical power came out together, and there was no mercy in the attack, leaving the so-called "Feng family ancestor" without any power to fight back.

After all, Guo Poyun's real cultivation was the peak of Jindan, and the so-called ancestor was only in the early stage of Jindan.

Under the powerful offensive, in just a few rounds of attacks, the Feng family ancestor was already in danger.

Realizing the current situation, he wanted to choose again and beg for mercy, but there was no turning back.

"It seems that the Feng family ancestor does not need to worry about himself. With Guo Poyun's strength, he can be taken down quickly."

"Well, let him deal with this person. He is just a person in the early stage of the golden elixir."

During the high-speed flight, Liu Yu had this thought, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

At this time, he had taken out a small black banner with a skull painted on the banner.

It was the Wanhun Banner that had not been used for a long time!

With a change of magic power, Liu Yu activated this treasure in an instant.

A strong ghost aura emerged from the banner, carrying the cold and coldness of ghosts and howling, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a piece of black cloud, covering Fang Yun's space for several miles.

The ghost language was constantly heard from it, and the figures of evil ghosts of various shapes appeared and disappeared from time to time.

It seemed that the sky and the earth had changed color suddenly.

The entire Hongzhu Mountain was within the coverage of the "black cloud". Evil ghosts could not wait to emerge from it and pounce on the monks on and off the Lingshan Mountain.

In their scarlet pupils, there was hatred for living beings and greed for flesh and blood!

"Uh~"

Facing the evil ghosts of the lowest level, the Feng family monks had no power to resist, and people were constantly entangled by evil ghosts and eaten flesh and blood.

No matter fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, old or young, in the eyes of these evil ghosts, they were just a pile of walking flesh and blood.

The difference is that some have higher "nutritional value" and some have lower nutritional value.

"Uh~"

For a while, screams were endless, and many Feng family monks died on the spot at the first time.

They didn't understand why they died until they died. This is the sorrow of the weak.

The dense ghost energy completely enveloped Hongzhu Mountain, as if to pull the mountain into an abyss that was so deep that it could not be seen!

Only at the top of the mountain, the roar of spells could be heard, which occasionally dispersed the black fog.

After offering the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner", Liu Yu issued an order not to leave any survivors, and then he was in control of the overall situation from a high position, guarding against any escape.

Although the performance of this banner was not very good in the face of the Saint of Daoyi, it was only because the opponent's magical power was restrained.

Afterwards, he bought some monster spirits, and after offering sacrifices, he put them into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which not only made up for the power of this banner, but also made it a step further.

At this time, it was natural to deal with these low-level cultivators.

Because of the need to collect magic fire fuel, Liu Yu was generally more accustomed to burning the target with magic fire.

Unfortunately, there were many traces in the Black Mountain Immortal Prison mission that could not be dealt with in time. The news that he practiced the "Qingyang Gong" and would be able to "Qingyang Magic Fire" was probably known to the Qianting Holy Land.

In this case, it is better not to use the magic fire, as there are still tasks to be completed in the future.

If there are any clues left, Daoyi Holy Land may come to hunt him down any day. Knowing that Liu Yu is a Jindan cultivator with extraordinary strength, the other party may directly send Yuanying Zhenjun this time.

However, from another perspective, compared with the huge fuel required for the third-grade magic fire to be promoted to the fourth-grade, even if hundreds of cultivators from the Feng family are counted, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Of course... that is when the hundreds of mortals are not counted.

Facing a group of hungry and thirsty ghosts, Liu Yu estimated that the luckiest Feng family cultivator would not last more than ten breaths.

Screams, cries for help, wails...

In the dark ghost air, various voices continued to be heard, mixed with eerie ghost language.

But as time passed, it was obvious that the human voice was rapidly decreasing.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

In a blink of an eye, five breaths passed, and there were only a few places in the whole Red Bamboo Mountain that were still moving.

After eight breaths, except for the mountain top, other places were dead silent except for the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Liu Yu swept his consciousness and saw only skeletons.

Some evil spirits did not even let go of the bones, and in the end, not even the ashes were left.

"Almost."

Liu Yu's eyes were cold and indifferent as he swept his consciousness up and down Hongzhu Mountain. He suddenly felt bored.

He immediately sent a few third-level evil spirits to help Guo Poyun capture the ancestor of the Feng family.

"Boom!!!"

The ancestor of the Feng family was also heroic. Knowing that there was no hope of escape, he resolutely chose to self-destruct the golden elixir.

From the failure of the negotiations to the death of a single person on Hongzhu Mountain, it took only a short ten breaths.

After collecting the spoils, Guo Poyun quickly flew over.

"Fellow Daoist from Gucheng."

"Why don't we give these mortals a chance to live and let them fend for themselves?"

"Anyway, they can't threaten the organization and us."

The man looked around Hongzhu Mountain, where secular mortals gathered, and thought about it before speaking.

He couldn't do it to the mortals who had no power to resist. He couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart because of his concept.

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PS: It will be updated in small chapters, and there will be another chapter in the early morning. Daoists, don't wait.

I won't rush to average subscriptions. I may update smaller chapters frequently in the future.

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