Liu Yu smiled coldly, with a cold look in his pupils.

Although the other party wears a mask that blocks his consciousness and cannot see his expression, he can still guess his general thoughts.

Of course he won't let it get its way or give it a chance to breathe.

Long nights bring more dreams!

Liu Yu keeps this famous saying in mind.

He immediately patted his storage bag, took out the Netherworld Soul-Severing Cone, and while injecting mana, he flipped his palm and attached the Qingyang Demonic Fire to the surface.

Then he gave it a hard shake and shot it out.

The ultimate spiritual weapon, the Molten Fire Knife, is too valuable to bring out now. The Green Dragon Halberd was obtained from fellow sect Xie Junjie, and it is too sensitive to be shown in front of others.

This newly acquired spiritual weapon is just in time to be used against the enemy, so let’s test its edge!

The cone is completely black and has an extremely sharp top. No monk would doubt its edge. At the same time, the green flames wrapped around it emit bursts of uneasy aura that seem to burn out all life.

The speed of Ghost Soul Severing Cone was slightly faster than that of Li Xuanjian, and in the blink of an eye it was already within ten feet of the opponent.

"Another top-grade spiritual weapon!"

The wolf-faced man's expression changed when he saw this, but he had no time to think about it and could only resort to means to resist.

He believes that the best offense is defense, so all the weapons he holds are offensive weapons, and no defensive weapons are prepared.

At the moment, all he could do was use all his strength, throw out a bone spear that had reached the highest grade, and head towards the Netherworld Soul-Severing Cone.

"Ding~"

There was another sharp collision sound, and the two magic weapons were pointed at each other, and they collided with each other at the sharpest point, and there was a brief stalemate.

"How about we just give up, fellow Taoist? I'm willing to pay a certain price."

Seeing this, the wolf-faced male cultivator felt a little calmer in his heart, and immediately sent out a message from his spiritual consciousness, his attitude was low and condescending, with a faint hint of pleading.

But Liu Yu didn't mean to respond at all. There was no wave in his eyes, only a cold look, and he suddenly showed a mysterious smile.

"not good!"

The wolf-faced man suddenly realized something was wrong, and the scene immediately changed.

Of course, what is currently displayed is not the full power of the Netherworld Soul-Severing Cone. Just now, Liu Yu deliberately restrained part of the power, just for the next step.

The wolf-faced male cultivator originally thought that the greatest threat was the Nether Soul-Severing Cone, but carelessly ignored the Qingyang Demonic Fire, and paid the price for it.

When the two magic weapons came into contact, part of the Qingyang demonic fire quickly wrapped around the bone spear, and then the flames suddenly swelled and burned fiercely, and the aura of the spear quickly became dim.

"boom"

The bones were shot down and submerged into the ground. No matter how the owner controlled them, there was no response for a short period of time.

In the eyes of the wolf-faced male cultivator, a black light quickly approached and grew larger. Between life and death, he only had time to hold up the shield and activate two second-level talismans.

"ah!"

At this time, the power of the Netherworld Soul-Severing Cone was fully activated, entwining the Qingyang Demonic Fire, easily destroying two second-level spells, and passed through the Dantian of the wolf-faced male cultivator.

It made it involuntarily let out a series of miserable screams, which looked extremely miserable.

A fist-sized hole appeared in his abdomen, and a trace of undetectable blue flame remained in the wound.

The damage to his Dantian also prevented him from using his magic power, and he could only be at the mercy of others.

However, the pain of the wolf-faced man did not last long. In just one breath, he was reduced to ashes by the demonic fire, adding a degree of fuel to it.

From the time Liu Yu took action to the death of the wolf-faced male cultivator, it took no more than ten breaths.

At this time, Jiang Qiushui and Yan Kai were still fighting fiercely with the fox-faced female cultivator. The two sides were going back and forth, gradually putting them at a disadvantage. Seeing this, they were immediately happy.

Liu Yu had no intention or interest of watching, and immediately activated the Netherworld Soul-Severing Cone again.

In the fox-faced female nun's sad and desperate eyes, she passed through her Dantian without mercy, destroying the flowers and turning them into black ashes.

After packing up the trophies, both of their storage bags were left to Jiang Qiushui for safekeeping, so that he could look like the owner of Huang's Danfang.

The owner of Huang's Alchemy Shop is an old man who looks to be in his fifties or sixties and has a shrewd look.

He was immersed in Liu Yu's thunderous methods. It took him several breaths to come back to his senses. He forced a smile and stood in the store and said:

"Thank you fellow Taoist for helping me on this occasion. I am very grateful for your kindness!"

"If you are asked to do anything, I will be there without hesitation."

"I'm Huang An, I don't know what you call me?"

Huang An was careful when he spoke, for fear of offending the person in front of him.

But they just say some words of gratitude for the great benevolence and great virtues, which are all empty words without any actual expression.
Chapter completed!