Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 320 is under control

Without Liu Yu's order, the eighteen top-grade magic weapons showed no intention of stopping and continued to attack the yellow sea of ​​mist according to their original trajectory.

Since this person may have problems, there is no need to subdue him.

With such a hidden danger around, no one would feel at ease.

"not good!"

Taoist Duomu was shocked and hurriedly took out three array disks and hit them with Taoist spells, controlling the formations to protect himself and the city.

Under his skilled control, the yellow mist changed and became highly concentrated into a wall of fog, greatly improving its defense capabilities.

From a distance, it looks like a yellow ball with half of it missing.

What's even more amazing is that the illusory fog has the ability to protect against material attacks.

Although the protective power of a single fog wall is average, as long as the fog exists, it can continue to condense, and as long as the formation's spiritual power is continuously supplied, the fog can continue to be generated.

To a certain extent, it is relatively perfect.

But there is a premise that it cannot exceed the upper limit of its endurance, otherwise the generation speed of the fog wall cannot keep up, and the formation will have flaws.

"Bang bang bang"

When the magical weapon hits it, it makes loud noises just like hitting a real object.

Although the protective power of the fog wall is average, after it is damaged, one side will soon come out to fill the vacancy left before, which seems to have some effect.

But what the formation faced at this time was not just one top-quality magic weapon, but as many as eighteen, which was not something that could be easily resisted.

"Bang" "Bang"

There were endless loud noises.

The protective power of a single fog wall is considerable. Even the continuous attacks of high-grade magic weapons will take several hits to break through.

But under the sharp edge of the best magic weapon, it will break into pieces in one blow, making it extremely difficult to resist.

Faced with the attacks of nine people of the same level at the same time, the formation endured unimaginable pressure. Part of this pressure was transformed into counterattack force and transmitted to its controller.

Taoist Duomu's face turned red due to the backlash, cold sweat fell from his temples drop by drop, and blood surged in his body.

"The poor Taoist was just confused for a moment, but now he has woken up."

"I also ask fellow Taoist to stop quickly. I am willing to submit to your sect and will be at your disposal from now on to draw a clear line with Baiyun Temple!"

"Pindao is willing to accept the previous conditions. If fellow Taoist Qingyang is still not satisfied, I am willing to swear the inner demon oath on the spot!"

The nine foundation-building monks launched all their attacks, and in just two rounds of attacks, Taoist Duomu found it difficult to support them.

When his life was seriously threatened, his attitude changed drastically, he abandoned his original pride, and began to beg for mercy through his spiritual consciousness.

Not only did he agree to all the previous conditions, but he was also willing to swear an oath of inner demons in an extremely humble manner.

Taoist Duomu was able to establish the foundation of Mangshanfang City, so he naturally had ambition, strength and skill.

But at the same time, facing monks of the same level who were ten times his own, he was unable to survive alone. What was even more desperate was that this was without his team leader taking action.

The huge gap in strength was in front of him, making it difficult for him to have the idea of ​​resistance.

While transmitting the message, the multi-eyed Taoist had a ferocious look on his face. He no longer looked like the true cultivator he had been before, and he hated Liu Yu, the culprit.

In his opinion, he was completely innocent, and it was all because of this person that he was involved in this catastrophe.

The hatred in Duomu's heart was overwhelming, and he secretly vowed that if he could get out of danger, he would repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!

Because of the formation, the multi-purpose changes are not known to outsiders.

Liu Yu was indifferent to the spiritual message he received and had no intention of changing his decision.

He looked steadily at the formation in front of him and frowned slightly.

The fog wall quickly condensed again after being defeated, but the loss of its most fundamental yellow fog was not as great as expected.

Although the formation can be broken if this continues, it will undoubtedly take more time and energy.

"It's a bit mysterious."

After observing for a while, Liu Yu chuckled and then issued an order:

"Attack with second-level spells."

This yellow mist is formed by a formation. It can be seen as a special energy transformed by spiritual energy. It obviously has good resistance to physical attacks such as magic weapons.

It can be knocked away, but it is extremely difficult to die.

Faced with this situation, it would undoubtedly be much easier to use the same energy attacks, that is, various spells, to fight against Nirvana.

Every method has its advantages and disadvantages and is not suitable for any situation. As long as you find the right method, it will be much easier to crack.

Therefore, immortal cultivators created different methods according to different situations, and thus various magical and secret methods were born, as well as legal cultivation, physical cultivation, martial arts cultivation and other paths.

"yes!"

After hearing Liu Yu's order, Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai, Meng Wenxing and others immediately made changes.

They took back their magical weapons, made secrets with their hands, and began to cast second-level spells at the foundation level.

"Fire Dragon Technique", "Xuan Ice Technique", "Xuan Bird Flame Technique"

Various second-order, middle and low-grade spells were formed in everyone's hands, emitting powerful power fluctuations.

The dazzling spiritual light shines, and even if it is dozens of miles away, you can still vaguely see a little light.

"Oops!"

Feeling the power of the second-level spells, Taoist Duomu's face changed wildly.

He did not expect that in such a short period of time, the opponent would find the shortcomings of the formation and immediately change his strategy.

When Taoist Duomu set up this formation, he never thought about facing the siege of ten people of the same level. Even in the worst scenario, there were only five or six people.

After all, the Bai family of Phoenix Mountain, the largest force within a hundred miles, only had six foundation-building monks.

And how could such a small market be worthy of many foundation-building monks uniting to go to war?

If there were only three or four foundation-building monks, this would not be considered a flaw at all, and he could still persevere with the formation.

But now, he felt extremely regretful.

Many thoughts flashed through him in an instant, and Taoist Duomu didn't think of any way to break the situation, and couldn't see any chance of survival.

And the other party was indifferent to his words of begging for mercy. It seemed that he had murderous intentions.

For a moment, his face turned pale.

Because he had to control the formation, he could only watch the spells coming, and the pain and suffering in his heart was indescribable.

Generally speaking, mist and water vapor belong to the same category and can be classified as water type. The most restrained spell for water type is undoubtedly fire type.

Therefore, most of the spells cast by Jiang Qiushui and others were fire-attribute spells.

The dazzling firelight will illuminate Mang Mountain as bright as day. Under the horrified eyes of the monks in the city, fire birds, fire dragons and other magic spells are thrown on the yellow sea of ​​mist.

"Puff"

Under the burning of a dozen second-level fire attribute spells, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, the yellow mist evaporated quickly, and a popping sound sounded like frying.

Just like adding half a spoonful of cold water to boiling hot oil, a violent reaction immediately occurred.

After a round of second-level spells, the effect is very obvious, and the yellow sea of ​​fog that envelopes Fang City has become much thinner.

Through the fog, the outline of the city can be vaguely seen.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qiushui, Yan Kai and others started to release a new round of spells without Liu Yu saying anything.

The fire dragon roars, the fire bird neighs, and the sky is filled with fire rain.

In the firelight that seemed to have a temperature, the yellow mist became less and less, until the last wisp disappeared, and the formation was broken.

"puff"

The formation was broken, and Taoist Duomu received a powerful backlash. A large mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, leaving dark red blood stains on his blue Taoist robe.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There were three crisp sounds in a row, and the array in front of him fell into pieces.

And Mangshanfang City also appeared in front of Liu Yu and others again.

"Take it."

Seeing this, Liu Yu said calmly without any hesitation.

Needless to say, the nine foundation-building monks immediately took action, sacrificing their own magic weapons and attacking the Taoist Duomu.

The ants are still trying to survive. Faced with the attacks of nine people of the same level, Taoist Duomu is still unwilling to give up. He takes out his defensive weapon and resists tenaciously, in a battle between trapped beasts!

But the outcome was already doomed when the formation was broken.

Being besieged by nine people of the same level, even one or two life-saving methods would not be effective.

What's more, his cultivation level is not outstanding, he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and he was seriously injured due to backlash.

In the end, Doumu Dao's weapon was destroyed and everyone was killed. The body was torn into pieces and bloody, and only the storage bag was still intact.

"How many times have seniors died like this?"

From the time the formation was broken to the death of Duomu, it only took about ten seconds. Looking at the bloody corpse and the pool of steaming dark red blood on the ground, many monks in the city could not believe it.

The Duomu Taoist who single-handedly established Mangshanfang City and was famous among casual cultivators, just died like this?

Many of the registered disciples of Taoist Duomu who were the guards of the city were speechless, as if they had stopped thinking.

But no one answered the question, only the cold corpse and blood silently expounding the bloody facts.

The monks who reacted looked at Liu Yu and his group with uneasiness and fear, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed.

"Young men, don't worry. Yuanyang Sect is a high-ranking sect. Naturally, it will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. This time it is just to clean up the monks who are related to Baiyun Temple."

"In order to prevent the news from leaking, you can't leave Mangshanfang City for the time being, but as long as you obey the arrangements honestly, you will be safe."

"When all the dust settles, I will let you go."

Yan Kai loudly announced what had been arranged long ago, looking very majestic and dignified on the surface.

Looking at the awe-inspiring looks of many junior monks in the Qi Refining Stage, he felt extremely benefited and had a hard time getting addicted to the skills of his seniors.

Hear this. The monks in the city calmed down a little and retreated to various inconspicuous corners to watch the development of the situation.

However, monks who have nothing to do with Taoist Duomu can receive comfort, but his registered disciples and direct disciples are obviously not included in this category.

Even their master had fallen, and they knew they would not be spared.

There were only a few guards who were direct disciples. At this time, they were already determined to die. Before they died, they wanted to drag one or two people into the water to get some "interest" for their master.

All kinds of powerful talismans and one-time means were produced as if there were no spiritual stones.

But most of the guards didn't have this awareness and wanted to save their lives and take advantage of the chaos to escape.

They quickly sacrificed magic weapons or talismans and flew into the sky in an attempt to escape with their lives.

There are also a small number of guards who completely give up resistance and choose to surrender, hoping to survive in this way.

Before the building collapses, there are always a few foolish and loyal people who choose to be buried with it.

"Let the disciples in the Qi refining stage take action."

Liu Yu smiled coldly and issued orders to Yan Kai, Cui Liang, and Leng Yuexin.

There are about fifty guards in Mangshanfang City, but their cultivation levels are uneven. They are far inferior to the Qi Refining monks in their team. There is also a big gap in the magical weapons.

At this time, twenty-seven teams had surrounded Fangshi and laid a dragnet, and the result was no doubt in doubt.

Whether flying or escaping, all attempts to escape were interrupted and killed mercilessly.

And those few personal disciples who wanted to lure people into the water were also beaten into a sieve without even their bodies, leaving only a pool of blood on the spot.

As for the surrendered Fangshi guards, they were safe and sound for the time being. They were just controlled and their magic power was sealed, completely losing their ability to resist.

In less than a stick of incense, everything was settled.

Liu Yu didn't even take action personally, Mangshanfang City was already under control.

…

"Senior Brother Liu, everything in Fang City has been arranged."

"Several small teams have been sent out to patrol various areas, and many overt and covert sentries have been deployed around Mang Mountain."

"On the surface, everything is business as usual, but in reality, it's all our people."

"Even if it is a fly, it will never fly out. I should be able to hide this news in a short time."

Jiang Qiushui folded her sleeves and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Liu Yu, and whispered softly.

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