Those who can walk in this cruel world of immortality, go through ups and downs, and reach the middle stage of foundation building, will naturally not be mentally disabled.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate to this level.
The face with clear blue water chestnuts has turned cold. He pressed his palms on the spirit beast bag at his waist and looked at Qingsong Old Taoist coldly, ready to take action at any time.
At the same time, he calmly stayed away from Lao Dao and moved closer to Liu Yu, but not too close. He also maintained distance and vigilance.
Who knows if these two people are singing in harmony? Or if they have their own secrets?
Everyone is united because of their interests, and there is no trust at all between them. Of course, we must stay on guard.
"Fellow Taoist Canglan, in Hong's opinion, the thief Qingsong Taoist has had bad intentions from the beginning, and has long wanted to ambush you and me."
"Qingsong may only be his superficial identity, but his true identity is probably an evil cultivator group active in the branch of Venus, which has killed countless comrades."
"Everyone will find these evil cultivators and punish them!"
"We are deep in the mountains. For this plan, you and I still have to join hands to deal with this beast and advance and retreat together."
Liu Yu's face was condensed, his spiritual consciousness transmitted his voice, his words were precise and precise, and he spoke of expedient measures.
With the strength that Qingsong Lao Dao showed at this time, he was confident that using the Jingshen thorn and the molten knife would take him by surprise, but his minions needed to be restrained.
Otherwise, he would be swarmed and outnumbered, unable to defeat four people with just one fist, and he would have no choice but to run away.
Escape quickly in the depths of this mountain range is an extremely dangerous thing. Breaking into the territory of monsters is likely to face attacks from monsters, and it will be extremely dangerous to be attacked from both sides.
What's more, the elixir-forming spiritual object was on Qingsong Laodao's body, so he didn't want to run away in embarrassment.
As long as Cang Lan restrains his minions and quickly kills Qingsong Dao, it will be much easier to advance or retreat.
As if they knew they had been discovered, the people who had been ambushing them no longer hid, and three lines of spiritual pressure from the foundation-building stage appeared a few miles away, quickly approaching here.
"That's exactly what I meant."
The blue face looked solemn, looking at the spiritual pressure approaching Qingsong Lao Dao rapidly, and responded through a voice transmission.
He also understood that running away in a panic deep in the dangerous mountains was definitely not a good idea, and he still had some confidence in his own strength.
Running away without a fight is definitely not his style.
With your own strength and the cooperation of this monk named Hong who seems to be quite capable, do you really need to escape?
"Please, fellow Taoist, please restrain its minions for the time being, and Qingsong Lao Taoist will leave it to Hong to deal with it."
Liu Yu quickly transmitted the message.
The exchange between the two people was extremely fast. It seemed very long, but in fact it only lasted two seconds.
"One in the middle stage of foundation building, and two in the early stage of foundation building."
Only then did the two of them realize the specific cultivation level of Qingsong Lao Dao's minions.
"What? He wants to deal with Qingsong Taoist in the late stage of foundation building?"
"Why does this monk surnamed Hong have such confidence? Is he sure of dealing with it?"
There was a turmoil in Canglan's heart.
Originally, he thought that he was responsible for dealing with Qingsong Lao Dao, who was trying to contain his minions, but he never expected that the monk surnamed Hong would have such a strong tone. Could it be that he had more hidden strength than he did?
He doesn't think that the other party is looking for death. When the facts are in front of him, he has to believe them even if he doesn't believe them.
"It is true that immortal cultivators have hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even if the golden bug is successfully hatched this time, we cannot underestimate the outstanding talents in the world of immortal cultivators."
"But this person doesn't seem to be a casual cultivator."
When this thought flashed through Cang Lan.
Liu Yu has already taken action to strike first!
He patted the storage bag and took out the Li Xuan Sword and the Green Dragon Halberd, injected mana into it and transformed the spiritual weapon directly. He used the maximum power to attack the Qingsong Old Dao without any reservation.
This was not the time to hide his clumsiness. He knew that he had to give his "ally" some confidence, otherwise he would not see any hope and was afraid that the ally would turn around and run away.
"cracking!!"
Li Xuan Sword's aura flourished, transforming into a flaming bird about ten feet in size in the dazzling red light, wrapping the sword body in it and attacking the enemy cultivators with blazing heat.
In the blink of an eye, the green dragon halberd grew into a simple halberd about one and a half feet in size. The blade of the halberd shone with cold light, and a green dragon swam slowly on the body of the halberd.
With a quick twist, the blade of the green dragon halberd struck straight at the old green pine path.
The two spiritual weapons shone brightly in the night sky, and the strong fluctuations could still be heard more than ten miles away.
In the eyes of the monks present, he seemed to be the absolute center.
The power was so strong that everyone's expression changed.
The power of top-grade spiritual weapons has completely surpassed that of top-grade magic weapons. In the past, Liu Yu was limited to his cultivation and could not fully exert its power.
But after completing three times of Demonic Fire Refining and being promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, it is completely different.
The charm of these two spiritual weapons was fully displayed, and their power was increased by nearly half based on the previous ones, which made the monks present change their expressions.
Among them, there is the power of the spiritual weapon itself, as well as the blessing of Liu Yu's cultivation and the pure magic power of Qingyang Kung Fu.
The gap in strength due to the martial arts is already evident at this time.
Faced with such a powerful offensive, Old Taoist Qingsong opened his eyes wide and felt a bad feeling in his heart.
Such a sophisticated spiritual weapon is far more powerful than ordinary foundation-building monks. It is probably not a casual cultivator, and is most likely a monk from a large sect or family.
If you walk too much at night, you'll bump into ghosts.
This thought flashed through his mind, but at this time the offensive was so close that he had no time to think about it.
Qingsong Old Taoist used all his strength to drive the Wuchen Sword, turning into a blue sword light to face the Li Xuan Sword that transformed into a fire bird. The white-bearded Buddha dust rose in the wind, and hundreds of white beards entangled towards the green dragon halberd, and then the Yin-Yang Fish Road
The Tufa weapon unfolds and firmly protects the whole body.
He has cultivated from the most ordinary casual cultivator to the current point where he has no obvious shortcomings in attack and defense.
Even with Liu Yu's unexpectedly strong strength, he was confident of escaping unscathed, but he had to move somewhere later and be careful of the other sect and family's pursuit.
"ding ding"
The needle points of two flying swords, one red and one green, faced the wheat awn, and the sharp beak of the firebird collided with the tip of the Wuchen sword, making a harsh sound.
After the two flying swords were in a stalemate for a while, Wuchen Sword was finally defeated and pushed back two or three feet, while Li Xuan Sword's old strength was exhausted and it was unable to pursue the victory.
On the other side, facing the entangled white beard, the green dragon halberd turned the angle and slashed across it with the halberd blade.
"Zi Zi"
The green dragon halberd struck the seemingly soft white beard, but it felt as if it was striking an extremely hard gold stone. There were sparks at the point of contact, and only a dozen white beards were broken.
Facing this ever-changing Buddha Chen, Liu Yu did not dare to let the green dragon halberd get entangled, and quickly retreated after one blow.
The gap between the late stage and the middle stage of foundation building is much larger than that between the middle stage and the early stage. Even if Liu Yu narrows this gap with Qingyang Kung, coupled with the superior quality of the spiritual weapon, it can only put him at a disadvantage.
.
But this is the case now. When he completes the three rounds of demon fire refining in the middle stage of foundation building, the situation will be different.
This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind as he evaluated his growth in strength after being promoted to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, as well as the strength of Qingsong Laodao, a veteran late-stage monk.
Divine consciousness controlled the two spiritual weapons to accumulate some power, and then launched a new round of offensive.
He took out a small pot from the storage bag with his palm, poured two sips into the spout, then put it away and took out two medium-grade spiritual stones to absorb the spiritual energy in them to restore his mana.
This is an upgraded version of Snowflake Brewing that restores mana in the early stage of foundation building - high-quality snowflake brewing. It can quickly restore about one-tenth of the mana of monks in the middle stage of foundation building during a battle.
Each pot only contains five mouthfuls, and only two mouthfuls are effective in a short period of time. The price of each pot is 2,500 spiritual stones, a price that many monks cannot match.
This is also one of Liu Yu's preparations in advance. In such a dangerous place, it is very necessary to maintain sufficient mana at all times.
As for the top-grade spiritual weapons, the Molten Fire Knife and the Mystical Technique of Shocking God Sting, there is no rush to take them out. The two top-grade spiritual weapons are already amazing enough. If you take out the top-grade spiritual weapons again, your "allies" will be afraid of them.
At that time, it will be uncertain who joins forces with whom.
When the fight between the two sides is in full swing, it would be best to suddenly kill Qingsong Lao Dao directly so that they have no time to react.
By then Qingsong, who has the highest level of cultivation, is dead, and even if they unite, they will not pose a threat to him.
Liu Yu calmly controlled the two spiritual weapons, leaving Old Taoist Qingsong with no time to care. The thick earth holding umbrella surrounded him to guard against possible incoming attacks.
At the same time, spiritual consciousness enveloped the surroundings, and every move within five miles came into view.
After Liu Yu showed great strength, although Cang Lan felt threatened, Qingsong Lao Dao was currently powerful, so he decided to stop Lao Dao's associates as agreed.
He took off the red spirit beast bag from his waist, opened the bag, and released all the flying fireflies. There were more than a thousand of them, forming a mighty "insect cloud".
Then Canglan controlled the cloud of insects to spread out, and wisps of flames formed a large-scale "torrent of flames" and burned toward the three people who followed several miles away.
The heat wave hit my nose, and the temperature in this forest suddenly increased, and some trees even spontaneously ignited without fire.
A fire attack of this magnitude is still eye-catching in the night sky even from a distance.
Of course, this flying firefly is not only a means of breathing fire, but other means will consume the number of spiritual insects. It is not easy to cultivate these insects, so he is not willing to use them at this time.
While controlling the flying firefly, Cang Lan slapped another white spirit beast bag on his waist, and six white spirit butterflies with two pairs of upper and lower wings flew out from it.
The white spirit butterfly aimed at the flames of the flying firefly, spit out wisps of transparent powder, and floated towards the target silently.
"The magical power of this white spiritual butterfly is a bit strange."
Liu Yu's consciousness noticed this scene.
This powder cannot be observed by ordinary monks' spiritual consciousness at all. He has practiced the Mystical Art of Presence and his spiritual consciousness is close to the peak of foundation building, so he can catch it. However, now that it has been seen through, the threat to him has been much smaller.
At this time, Liu Yu observed that the three minions of Qingsong Old Taoist were actually the last three foundation-building monks they encountered when they approached the cold pool where the Yinming Spirit Snake was.
A bearded man in the middle stage of foundation building, and two gorgeous female cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.
It seems that the previous encounter was not an accident, everything was carefully planned by the old Taoist Qingsong.
However, facing Canlan's involuntary attack, they hurriedly took out their magical weapons to resist, and were in a hurry. For a while, they were unable to join forces with Qingsong Lao Dao.
"What's going on? Why is the movement of mana in the body so obscure?"
Suddenly, a beautiful female cultivator screamed, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly found an antidote and swallowed it.
Then he looked at Canglan bitterly, not knowing that he had fallen into the opponent's tricks.
At this time, another female cultivator followed closely and was also tricked. Only the bearded man was safe and sound. He was using magic weapons to break through the torrent of flames and meet up with Qingsong Lao Dao first.
Facing this suspected monk from the Yuling Sect, the three of them were in a hurry, and for a while they were unable to use Fei Huo Liuying's method.
Seeing Cang Lan and the other three people going back and forth, unable to take their hands away, Liu Yu's mind was already on the storage bag, ready to use the best spiritual weapon to deliver a thunderous strike at any time.
"Ding Ding" "Zi Zi"
Li Xuan Sword, Green Dragon Halberd and Wu Chen Sword and White Bearded Fo Chen clashed with each other at a very high frequency. After another violent collision, they each retreated back. There was an extremely short intermission period and they needed to regenerate their strength.
"This is the moment!"
Seeing Old Taoist Qingsong flexing his magic power to maintain the power of the magic weapon, Liu Yu's heart moved and she realized that the opportunity had come.
The invisible power of consciousness gathered between the eyebrows, compressed in a very special way, and condensed into invisible and qualityless thorns of consciousness. Three of them were ready in half a breath.
"Shocking Thorn"
Three shocking thorns were launched one after another along a straight line, spanning a long distance in an instant and piercing the opponent's eyebrows.
At the same time, Liu Yu instantly stirred up his magic power and took out the best spiritual weapon, the Molten Fire Knife.
Because the magic power is pure and the speed of operation is much faster than that of monks of the same level, it can be sacrificed in an instant.
The Molten Knife was only five inches in size. Due to time constraints, it was not able to transform into its optimal form, and it did not use a spiritual weapon to transform. However, its power was obviously a fraction higher than any high-grade spiritual weapon in the field.
The blade was surrounded by a layer of blood-red flames, which looked very strange. The fire python on the back of the blade became even more lifelike when activated, with a thick evil aura that seemed to choose and devour anyone.
This is obviously a killing weapon!
"Sacred Consciousness Attack"
Qingsong Lao Taoist has been struggling for so many years and can barely be said to be knowledgeable. The moment the released spiritual consciousness was pierced, this thought flashed across his mind.
However, he had no magic weapon to defend himself against the attacks of his spiritual consciousness. He only had time to concentrate on resisting, and the shocking thorn had already pierced the center of his eyebrows.
"Hmph~"
With a groan of pain, he lost consciousness for an instant.
A moment later, the effect of the last shocking thorn had just faded away, and the next one arrived on time, repeating itself three times, making him lose consciousness for two and a half seconds.
"The ultimate spiritual weapon"
When Old Taoist Qingsong regained consciousness, he saw a knife with unparalleled power and evil aura, only three feet away from him.
He opened his eyes wide, feeling a great fear in his heart.
He hurriedly tried to mobilize his magical weapons to resist, but Wuchen Sword and White-bearded Buddha Chen were both blocked. He could only pour all his magical power into the Yin-Yang Fish Path Diagram to stop him in front of him, trying to resolve this crisis.
At the same time, I only had time to take out a spiritual talisman, slap it on my body, and it turned into a protective shield about ten feet in size and glowing with glazed color.
"Bang"
The molten knife stabbed into the center where the yin and yang fish of the Dao Diagram met, and paused for a moment. After half a moment, the blood flames rose and penetrated directly.
"Click"
Then it collides with the glazed shield, and directly passes through it with a piercing point, causing it to dissipate into fragments.
"Uh~!"
Old Taoist Qingsong only had time to let out a short scream before his entire head was turned into blood mist, and his body lost its support and fell to the ground with a plop.
At the same time, the spiritual light of Baixue Buddha Chen and Wuchen Sword quickly dimmed, and then fell to the ground.
The vitality and spirit of the monks in the later stages of foundation building are good "fuel" and cannot be wasted.
Liu Yu opened her mouth and spit out the Qingyang Demonic Fire, which quickly fell on Qingsong Laodao's body, turning it into ashes.
Only a top-grade storage bag was left in place.
"twice"
Putting away the magical weapons and storage bags of the trophies, Liu Yu opened his mouth and swallowed the Qingyang Demonic Fire into his belly again, sensing the fuel obtained by the Demonic Fire this time.
After all, Old Taoist Qingsong is dead, so this harvest is normal.
It is still too difficult to directly kill the late-stage foundation-building monks simply by relying on magic fire, which is also a helpless matter.
After killing the old Taoist Qingyang, Liu Yu did not put the three spiritual weapons back into the storage bag. Instead, he turned his eyes and looked at Canglan, the bearded man, and the two beautiful female cultivators.
A dangerous light flashed in his dark pupils.
"This is...the ultimate spiritual weapon?"
There was still horror in the eyes of the four of them. Everything happened too fast. Before they had time to react, Old Taoist Qingsong was already dead.
Cang Lan calmly recalled the flying fireflies and the white spirit butterflies, and let go of the restrictions of the torrent of flames on the three of them, with a look of fear in his eyes.
He did not expect that the monk surnamed Hong had so much hidden strength.