With a thought, he took back the demonic fire. This was already the seventh target. They were all monks in the late stage of Qi refining. The higher the level of cultivation, the more "fuel" they would have.

Already familiar with the process, Liu Yu continued to look for the next target and harvested "fuel" with extremely high efficiency.

The spiritual consciousness that was close to five miles was fully unfolded and spread in all directions. Liu Yu drove the son-mother soul-chasing blade to travel quickly, constantly chasing and killing the Huang family monks at a speed three times faster than that of ordinary Qi refining monks.

Every pause was accompanied by a scream, which fell suddenly as soon as it rose, and then became completely silent.

With the current power of Qingyang Demonic Fire, even ordinary top-quality magic weapons will be damaged if they are burned for a long time.

For a family like the Huang family, even the most elite disciples in the Qi refining stage can only possess top-grade magical weapons at most, and it is almost impossible to possess the best magical weapons.

Therefore, the Qingyang Demonic Fire, a monk from the Huang family, has no way of resisting it. Liu Yu's pause for no more than three breaths is enough to turn a monk from the Huang family into ashes.

Liu Yu stood on the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade and quickly searched for the target. Suddenly, his consciousness moved and he sensed a target whose cultivation had reached Qi Refining Perfection, so he turned around and quickly flew towards that direction.

After a while, Liu Yu approached the target and saw the situation clearly.

This is a young man with yellowish skin, a Chinese character face, wearing a yellow robe, and looks somewhat resolute.

He fought one against two, but he still had the upper hand.

He used three high-grade magic weapons, two for attack and one for defense, and threw out a few magic talismans from time to time, beating the two city guards who looked like captains of the ninth-level Qi Refining team to retreat.

"This kind of strength is already close to the top during the Qi refining period."

Liu Yu made an estimate in his mind, and Qingyang Mohuo was about to take action, but immediately stopped because he suddenly felt that this person's face was somewhat familiar.

It seems somewhat similar to Huang Yicheng, the head of the Huang family?

"Is there some kind of relationship between these two people?"

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's heart moved. Instead of directly killing this person, he released the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building stage without reservation, and pressed towards the several people who were fighting.

He controlled the mother-child soul-chasing blade to quickly approach a few people, and landed on the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle" "Deacon"

Those who are called Master Uncle are disciples of Yuanyang Sect, and those who are called Deacons are elites recruited from casual cultivators.

Etiquette must be respected, and the two city guards did not forget to salute and say hello during the battle.

Liu Yu did not respond to these two people, but looked at the Huang family member, determined that he and Huang Yicheng were probably related by blood, and then took action decisively.

The son-mother soul-chasing blade turned into a black light, and with astonishing momentum and power, it shot towards the monk with the Chinese character face who was suspected to be related to Huang Yicheng.

"Foundation-building monk!"

The face of the Chinese-faced monk changed drastically, and he was already a little desperate in his heart, but he still controlled two offensive magic weapons to meet the attack, and kept a defensive magic weapon firmly in front of him, making the final struggle of the trapped beast.

"ding ding"

The Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade clashed rapidly with two high-grade magical weapons, and the result was no doubt in doubt. The huge gap in realms and the higher grade of the magical weapons, only four strikes in succession left deep marks on the two magical weapons, causing

The aura dimmed and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The mother-in-law soul-chasing blade attacked the monk with the Chinese character face without stopping, damaging the defensive magic weapon with four more blows, and easily wiped out the Qi refining period spells in several spiritual talismans.

Seeing that all his means were easily defeated, despair flashed in the eyes of the Chinese-faced monk, and a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. He couldn't help but close his eyes and wait for death to come.

Immediately afterwards, the Chinese-faced monk felt a chill on his neck, but the expected death did not come, so he opened his eyes again and looked at the foundation-building monk.

"Liu has something to do. You two should retreat fifty feet away and be at your disposal at any time."

The son-mother soul-chasing blade was pressed against the neck of the monk with a Chinese character face, and Liu Yu said indifferently to the two city guards.

"yes!"

The two city guards responded with their hands, turned around and walked away.

The target's storage bag does not belong to whoever kills the target, and the one who completes the final blow may not necessarily contribute the most. In the end, the storage bag must be handed in and then distributed uniformly.

The foundation-building monks take the big head, and the city guards take the small head.

Missions such as confiscating homes and exterminating clans have always been very popular, and there are many benefits.

The financial resources obtained after killing the monks will all belong to the disciples who performed the task. All other resources, such as the spiritual grass in the elixir garden and the spiritual valley in the spiritual field, will belong to the sect and must not be tampered with at will.

But there are too many things that can be manipulated, and just a little manipulation is enough, especially for foundation-building monks.

Liu Yu looked at the monk with the Chinese character face coldly, and all the invisible spiritual pressure was released towards him. After a breath, he said:

"If Liu's judgment is correct, your relationship with Huang Yicheng should be relatively close, right?"

"Tell me, where is your Huang family's alchemy inheritance?"

"Liu will give you a chance. If there are enough benefits, I can let you go."

Liu Yu paused and then said coldly:

"Don't worry, you have five breaths to think about it."

The threat of death was imminent, and the spiritual pressure in the foundation-building stage put tremendous pressure on the mental level. The monk with a Chinese-shaped face began to sweat on his forehead, and his eyes became slightly panicked.

Although he looks strong on the outside, this person is not so on the inside, Liu Yu judged in his heart.

Five breaths of time passed in an instant, and the struggle in the eyes of the monk with a Chinese character disappeared. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"Junior Huang Yonghua has met senior Liu, and Huang Yicheng is my father."

"The family's alchemy inheritance has always been in the hands of the elders of the Alchemy Hall, but the younger generation has also been interested in alchemy since childhood."

"So I begged my dad to make a copy for me, except for the pill recipe after the foundation building period."

"The rest, including the alchemy techniques, alchemy experience, and Qi refining period elixir prescriptions, are all complete."

Huang Yonghua seems to have left behind some baggage in his heart. He doesn't care about his family in the face of death, and he seems to be a man who cherishes his life.

He spoke faster and smoother, finishing everything he knew in one breath.

"Take out this incomplete alchemy inheritance."

Liu Yu listened quietly, and then his consciousness controlled the mother-in-law soul-chasing blade to push forward, drawing a blood mark, and said expressionlessly.

"Yes! Senior Liu, please show mercy!"

The slight pain caused by the magic weapon scratching his skin made Huang Yonghua open his eyes wide with fear, and he did not dare to resist at all.

He did as he was told and took out a jade slip from his storage bag, holding it in both hands and presenting it respectfully.

He has reached the perfection of Qi refining and is only one step away from building the foundation. Even his father has prepared that thing for him. He doesn't want to die here at all.

In order to survive, Huang Yonghua did not hesitate to betray his family's interests.

Like father, like son, in this regard the two fathers and sons are quite similar.

Liu Yu used his skills in the magic of preserving spirits, and carefully scanned the jade tube up and down with his spiritual consciousness. After confirming that there was no problem, he used the magic power to inhale it into his palm.

Putting the jade slip against his forehead, he probed in with his spiritual sense and roughly read the information. As Huang Yonghua said, it was indeed a relatively complete alchemy inheritance, but it was missing the elixir recipe after foundation building.

Seeing this, Liu Yu was quite satisfied in her heart, but she didn't show any expression on her face. After confirming the alchemy inheritance, she put the jade slip into the storage bag, and then said calmly:

"The value of an incomplete inheritance of alchemy is still a little less than that. Is the value of your life, the dignified young patriarch of the Huang family, only limited to this?"

Liu Yu said in a joking tone, wanting to see if he could squeeze some more value out of this person.

After hearing this, Huang Yonghua was sweating like rain, racking his brains to see if there were any benefits to the family that he could sell as a bargaining chip in exchange for benefits.

At this moment, life is in human hands, just like a drowning person, even if there is a straw, he will instinctively grab it.

It's not like Huang Yonghua never thought that Liu Yu would go back on his words, but his fate would be too dark, so he instinctively didn't want to think about the worst, but was willing to believe in the "promise" of exchanging family interests for his own life.

Huang Yonghua thought for about two breaths, then suddenly an idea came to him and he spoke eagerly:

"This junior is learning alchemy. In order to practice with more elixirs, he took the initiative to take over the task of guarding the family elixir garden."

"The sub-token that controls the formation of the elixir garden is still in the hands of this junior. With this token, senior Liu can enter the elixir garden to search for elixirs and herbs."

Seeing that Liu Yu still had no expression on his face, Huang Yonghua felt anxious and then spoke again:

"Since the family moved to Tianyong Mountain, the elixir garden has been established. It is the largest elixir garden in the Huang family."

"The plants planted are all rare spiritual herbs. Even if Senior Liu can use them, there will definitely be a lot of them. You will not be disappointed."

"There is even a requiem grass growing in it that can stabilize the soul!"

As if to increase his persuasiveness, Huang Yonghua immediately took out the control token and began to introduce the ins and outs of the elixir garden.

"Requiem grass" is an extremely rare spiritual grass that can have an effect on the soul. It can stabilize the soul and soul, and repair the wounds of the soul. It is one of the rare spiritual grasses that can repair the wounds of the soul. It is good for metal.

Injuries to the soul under the elixir stage will all have an effect.

Because Requiem Grass is extremely rare, its value is very high, even comparable to the "Five Elements Spirit Fruit", the main medicine for refining the Golden Pill.

"It seems that this person only has these values."

Liu Yu originally wanted to squeeze it out, but when he saw that even the Requiem Grass had been taken out, he knew that its value should only be this much.

After asking for the location of the elixir garden, Liu Yu's consciousness controlled the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade to cut through the lace around his waist, held the storage bag and token back to him, and then said calmly:

"you can go now."

After saying that, Liu Yu stuffed the storage bag into his arms majestically, then picked up the token and looked at it.
To be continued...