Chapter 469 Fighting with Roommates
Chapter 469: Fighting with roommates
"This is a failure?!"
Looking at the Holy Fire Sword missing its tip, Liu Yu's pupils shrank and her heart was shaken.
It feels a bit unbelievable, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense, but regret is inevitable.
If an existence like Lingbao, which could destroy the heaven and earth, could be easily refined, then the world would have been in chaos long ago.
The seven people once again set foot on the central floating island and looked at the damaged Holy Fire Sword. They felt eerily quiet for a moment.
"Why is this?!"
Looking at the broken sword blade blankly, Tang Tianbao's eyes were slightly red and he felt very uneasy.
The dignified monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment actually had a look of disappointment on his face. You can imagine how much this incident had affected him.
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In this situation, Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen and others also looked heavy and felt very low.
Although they do not have as heavy a mission as Tang Tianbao, their feelings for the sect are not fake at all and they can completely empathize with them.
Looking at the failed refining of the Holy Fire Sword, Liu Yu's heart moved as she recovered from a series of incidents.
"If the refining fails, it may not be a bad thing for you."
This thought flashed through his mind.
The power of the spirit treasure is so powerful that it can destroy the heaven and the earth. The Nascent Soul cultivator has many restrictions on how to use it. He can only exert a very small part of his power, and it is even more difficult to use it continuously.
Only when you reach the state of becoming a god can you activate the spirit treasure more easily.
If the holy fire sword is successfully refined, even if Liu Yu reaches the golden elixir realm, he still cannot activate it, let alone refine it.
For a long time, it was no different than not getting it.
But at present, the refining has failed. The Holy Fire Sword is still at the level of a magic weapon, but its power exceeds that of a real magic weapon. This may not be a good thing.
If this sword can be obtained, it can be refined into a golden elixir in the future. Even if it can only exert part of its power, it will still be a powerful trump card.
With the power of this sword, it is easy to conquer the realm of golden elixir!
Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt hot in her heart, but she didn't show anything strange on her face, so she suppressed it for the time being.
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The sea of fire burned raging, and the fragments of the floating island continued to fall with sand and rocks, causing ripples and waves on the surface of the magma lake.
"Have three thousand years of hard work finally come to naught?!"
"In order to refine this sword, the mountain gate was destroyed, and countless members of the sect were killed and injured. As a result, the sect was unable to recover."
"Grandmaster, your choice back then may have been wrong."
"This disciple is incompetent and cannot bear the responsibility of ZTE!!"
Tang Tianbao murmured, with self-blame and pain in his words.
There was a trace of doubt about the correctness of True Lord Tianhuo's choice back then.
After a few breaths, he suppressed the sadness in his heart and stepped forward step by step, wanting to leave the secret realm with the sword.
The other six people followed closely and also walked towards the small pit where the Holy Fire Sword fell.
magic weapon!
Such a familiar vocabulary, for Foundation Establishment monks, they often hear it.
But most monks have seen it only a handful of times.
So familiar, so far away, yet so strange!
Now that they have the opportunity to come into contact with it, even if they have no idea of taking it as their own, everyone wants to take a closer look and even touch it with their own hands.
"If the "traitors" of the Holy Fire Cult want to take action, now is the best time."
With this thought flashing through his mind, Liu Yu secretly paid attention to the movements of the people around him.
He suddenly noticed that Zhou Ziwen's eyes flickered and he slowly touched the storage bag with one hand.
Uncle Yang, Zishan and other congregants were all focused on the Holy Fire Sword at this time and did not pay attention to this person's small movements.
"Fish in troubled waters."
"Watch the fire from the other side."
All signs indicated that Zhou Ziwen was most likely a traitor, but Liu Yu had no intention of warning him.
It would be in his best interest for both parties to lose.
"tread"
As Liu Yu watched, Tang Tianbao came to the small pit and was about to bend down to pick up the Holy Fire Sword.
One of Zhou Ziwen's hands was already pressed on the storage bag.
Within the meridians, pure and profound magic power is secretly circulating.
Mentally contacting the two top-quality spiritual weapons, the Molten Fire Knife and the Red Flame Tower, there seemed to be cyan fire jumping in Liu Yu's dark pupils.
He was already ready to take action, and once there was a fight, he would act accordingly.
As long as there is a suitable opportunity, take action decisively and strive to inflict heavy damage on the monks of the Holy Fire Cult!
On the eve of getting ready to take action, time seems to be extremely slow.
Bending slightly, Tang Tianbao's hand slowly moved toward the Holy Fire Sword.
The distance is getting closer, and we are about to get it!
"Clang"
Between the electric light and flint, a cold light suddenly appeared.
With lightning speed, he stabbed at Tang Tianbao's vest with strong murderous intent!
In Liu Yuling's consciousness, a strong murderous intention suddenly appeared, and he no longer had any intention of covering it up.
The one who took action was none other than Zhou Ziwen!
The distance between the two was less than two feet. Being attacked at such a short distance, a normal monk would have no time to react.
Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness always pays attention to everyone and detects them as soon as they take action. However, in order to reap the benefits of others, he chooses to pretend to be indifferent.
If such a precious magic weapon is finally captured, there will definitely be no news about it.
Otherwise, it will definitely be a disaster, and even hiding in the sect will be useless.
Maybe the ones who took action were those usually "amiable" uncles and uncles.
If he carries the Holy Fire Sword magic weapon, even if he has the sect as his backer, Liu Yu still can't rest assured and doesn't want to leak any information.
Therefore, all the monks present must not leave a single person alive!
He never puts his own safety on the promises of others, and he never tests human nature!
In the hearts of those who cultivate immortality, they pretend that the whole world is corrupt!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and surging murderous intent surged in her chest, but she did not show any trace of it.
His eyes suddenly became sharp and then gradually calmed down.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
The spiritual sense of the foundation-building monk was already sharp enough. Just as Tang Tianbao's palm was about to touch the Holy Fire Sword, he felt a sudden murderous intention behind him.
"not good!"
He suddenly thought of the traitor who leaked the news about the secret realm, his eyes showed horror, and a mana shield instantly appeared around him.
However, the distance between the two was too close, and there was no time to do more in such a short period of time.
Tang Tianbao suddenly turned around. The black knife driven by Zhou Ziwen shone coldly and was already close at hand.
The black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon. With the foundation-building monk's basic mana shield, it is almost impossible to resist it. Death seems inevitable!
Tang Tianbao's pupils reflected the cold light of the black knife, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
His eyes were about to burst, but strong anger arose in his heart, as well as deep reluctance and regret.
He can't die!
"What will happen to the Holy Religion if I die?!"
Tang Tianbao flashed this idea.
He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that the inheritance of the Holy Religion would be cut off.
The sect has been weakened to the extreme, and there really cannot be any surprises!
Thinking of the fallen elders, the last words of the saints of the past generations, and the mission he had shouldered, Tang Tianbao felt extremely unwilling!
At the critical moment of life and death, time seemed to slow down, and many past memories flashed through his mind.
"No!!!"
With a roar, Uncle Yang had experienced countless dangers at his age, and he was the quickest to react due to his rich experience.
At the critical moment, he stepped forward regardless of the situation.
I don't know what method was used, but he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Tianbao, holding up a bloody light curtain with his hands.
But obviously, this secret technique is extremely draining of vitality, and the cost of using it is extremely serious.
After the teleportation, Uncle Yang's aura and spiritual pressure were rapidly weakening, and his wrinkled face became even older!
"Haha~"
Zhou Ziwen's usually stern face showed a low and cruel smile, and an extremely crazy look flashed in his eyes, with no intention of stopping.
At the same time as he took action, the spiritual pressure around his body rose rapidly, and was on par with Tang Tianbao.
The pinnacle of foundation building!
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ziwen planned everything. While controlling the black knife and spiritual weapon, he also took out a stack of second-level talismans.
Quickly stimulated, it turned into second-level spells and shot towards Zishan, Liu Yu and others.
"Netherworld Black Wind Technique", "Kui Shui Thunder Technique" and "Golden Wind Dispersing Technique"
The black wind, the soul-stirring black thunder, the bone-eroding golden wind
In an instant, the second-level talismans were activated and transformed into astonishingly powerful spells of various attributes that swept towards everyone.
"Uncle Yang!"
"Get out of the way!"
Looking at the figure blocking him, Tang Tianbao's eyes were about to burst, and a feeling of emotion instantly filled his chest.
He realized something and immediately sent a message.
In this deceitful world of cultivating immortals, this kind of dedication without asking for anything in return is particularly precious!
The old man and believers in front of me have already paid too much for the sect and should enjoy their old age in peace!
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But when Uncle Yang received the message, he just smiled silently and had no intention of moving at all!
The reaction speed of a foundation-building monk is far faster than that of ordinary people, and he can do more things in the same time.
The series of reactions from everyone actually lasted only two seconds.
"Bang"
The black knife turned into cold light and hit the bloody light curtain held up by Uncle Yang.
Like broken glass, the bloody light curtain company only lasted for a moment before being broken by a single blow.
The black knife did not stop, and under Tang Tianbao's disbelieving gaze, it passed through Uncle Yang's chest, leaving a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
When death came, a look of complexity and reminiscence flashed across Uncle Yang's face, and then he lost his expression.
It is not surprising that this situation occurs. Zhou Ziwen is at the pinnacle of foundation building, and the black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon, and he has been prepared for a long time.
The combined full force of the two attacks cannot be underestimated by any foundation-building monk.
Although Uncle Yang is also at the peak of foundation building, he is old and his strength is already declining.
Moreover, the time is too urgent, even if the secret technique of self-destruction is used, not much strength can be exerted.
However, with the moment he fought for with his life, Tang Tianbao finally took out a red round shield and hurriedly injected mana to block it in front of him.
But how could the hastily activated defensive weapon be able to withstand Zhou Ziwen's full blow?
"Bang"
There was a dull roar, and in the midst of lightning and flint, the black knife struck the red buckler.
The next moment,
With shields and people, they were all shot away from a distance.
However, with the buffer, Tang Tianbao finally did not lose his life, but was seriously injured.
"puff"
After flying more than twenty feet and landing on the ground, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest was already bloody and bloody.
Without any time to think about it, Tang Tianbao immediately took out an extremely precious healing elixir and swallowed it before looking at Uncle Yang.
From his angle, he could only see Uncle Yang's back.
Through the bowl-sized hole in his chest, you can see Zhou Ziwen's cruel smile and his crazy expression.
"thump"
Blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth and chest. The veteran of the Holy Fire Cult fell to the ground with a plop, his life flowing away quickly.
The blood flowed rapidly, following the natural path, all the way to the bottom of the pit.
The silver sword body was half dyed dark red by blood.
This "Holy Sword" now has an even more ominous character.
One died and the other was seriously injured. As for the other members of the cult, they were blocked by spells and could not be stopped for the time being.
After a successful blow, Zhou Ziwen suppressed his smile and looked calm and calm.
With a movement of his body, he quickly rushed to the small pit and grabbed the Holy Fire Sword in his hand regardless of the blood that had not yet cooled down.
The magic power is running, and I want to put this sword into the storage bag.
But I don’t know why, but I haven’t been able to succeed for a long time. I tried several times in a row but failed.
There is no time to think too much, otherwise Tang Tianbao and others will react and besiege him, and the end will be disastrous!
Zhou Ziwen made a prompt decision, inserted the Holy Fire Sword into his waist, and blasted away from the central floating island, obviously trying to rush to the exit to escape from here.
A series of confrontations took place within two breaths of time.
At this time, the black thunder triggered by the talisman was still in a stalemate with the blue light curtain held up by Liu Yu.
"Zi Zi"
The light curtain held up by the body cultivation magic power with the characteristics of star power has considerable defensive power when used with full strength. Even the second-level high-grade Guishui Thunder Technique cannot break through it in one fell swoop.
With a mixture of shock and anger on his face, but actually calm as water in his heart, Liu Yu dealt with this thunder attribute spell with ease.
"Good opportunity."
"Do you want to take action now?"
Always observing the movements of the cultivators, Liu Yu saw through Zhou Ziwen's intentions at a glance and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
The opponent's only way to the third-level exit of the secret realm is only 18 or 18 feet away from him.
At this distance, if one uses the Shining Secret Technique and suddenly appears in front of him, the possibility of killing him with one strike is quite high.
"This person knows a lot of information."
"From this point of view, it is likely that this person leaked the news to Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect."
"The Tianyi Sect is so fully prepared and has a special talisman made of real treasures. There is no doubt that they are plotting the Holy Fire Sword."
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's previous doubts were easily solved, but new questions arose.
"The Holy Fire Sword has appeared, so where are the monks from Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect?"
"I don't believe that the two sects paid such a high price just for some resources in the secret realm."
He thinks quickly.
The resources in the secret realm are of course extremely precious to ordinary monks, but to the two behemoths of Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect, that may not be the case.
For high-level monks, ordinary resources are readily available. Only rare resources and spiritual objects can impress high-level monks.
For example, five-hundred-year-old herb, thousand-year-old herb, magic weapon, and ancient treasure
"Let's take another look."
"If I can't kill them all, I would rather not take the Holy Fire Sword. Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and there will be no loss no matter what."
After passing this thought, Liu Yu let Zhou Ziwen retreat and did not choose to expose himself for the time being.
He was just a foundation-building monk, but he had a magic weapon that even the Golden Core Nascent Soul monks coveted. He couldn't even sleep peacefully.
Even though he has put on a disguise, who knows if the high-level monks may have any weird secret skills that can trace his traces? !
These monks who have seen their own immortality with their own eyes, Liu Yu can't feel at ease even if he holds the Holy Fire Sword.
After all, he is still just a foundation-building monk, in the lower-middle class of the entire world of immortality, and is far from being able to act recklessly regardless of danger.
When you are weak, it is better to play it safe.
In the two breaths that Liu Yu was thinking about, Zhou Ziwen had already left the central floating island, stepping on the fragments of the floating island, and quickly swept toward the exit.
While flying rapidly, he took out two special transmission notes, turned into two red streams of light, and disappeared deep into the dark entrance in the blink of an eye.
Apparently, this person was contacting "associates."
Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he used "all his strength" to destroy the Guishui Divine Thunder in front of him.
"Bang bang"
Several consecutive roars were heard, and Zishan and three other late-stage Foundation Establishment cultists broke through the spell blockade.
They had a clear view of the scene just now, and their faces were full of shock and anger. Without waiting for Tang Tianbao's instructions, they hurriedly chased Zhou Ziwen.
"Zi Zi"
In a stalemate with the blue light curtain, Guishui Divine Thunder consumed a lot of power, and its power turned from strong to weak.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Liu Yu finished paddling, swung the Dark Moon Sword to gain momentum, and slashed out several sword lights in succession.
It's easy to lift a heavy weight!
"咻咻"
The five black sword lights pierced into the black thunder in almost no particular order.
After a few dull thunders, the black thunder in front of him collapsed.
The thunderball collapsed and arcs of electricity flew.
A few tiny wisps of thunder traveled to Liu Yu's palms and arms, immediately causing a tingling and tingling feeling.
However, his physical body has been tempered by the power of the stars and the power of the moon, and its strength is no longer what it used to be, and his spell resistance has also been significantly improved.
A little spell aftermath, nothing serious, and it doesn't affect the action at all.
"good."
Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the effect of "Star True Body".
Then he moved, followed the three people in purple shirts, and quickly chased Zhou Ziwen.
After all, the realm is a small level lower, and the strength is naturally weaker. It is more reasonable to break the spell a little slower than the three of them, right?
As long as you don't fall out, you have to continue playing the role. Liu Yu is a well-educated actor.
Several people chased and escaped, quickly approaching the exit.
Although the four people were chasing after them with all their strength, Zhou Ziwen took the first step after all, so there was no danger of being caught up for the time being.
The distance between the two parties has never been shortened!
His face returned to a serious smile, but his expression was very different from before.
The look in his eyes is no longer cold and distant, but ruthless and decisive!
"ding ding ding"
Relying on the sophisticated spiritual weapons and higher cultivation level, Zhou Ziwen's escape was smooth and safe.
Seeing that the entrance was close, the man turned back to look at Zi Shan and Liu Yu, with a mocking look on his lips.
It seems that they are laughing at the incompetence of a few people.
The three people in purple shirts were furious, but they were helpless.
They used all their strength to activate their magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and launched various spell attacks, but they were steadily resisted by their opponents.
"Huhu~"
Tang Tianbao panted heavily, and the breath throughout his body became stable.
After swallowing an extremely precious healing elixir, although the injury has not healed yet, it has stabilized and can move.
It's just that the performance of strength will inevitably be affected to some extent, and it is only about 80% of what it was in its heyday.
Looking at Zhou Ziwen who was running away, Tang Tianbao was in pain, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were red with a hint of water.
"Why!!"
He squeezed out a few words from his throat, his tone was low and his voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching the exit, Tang Tianbao took out the Holy Fire Token and fired several spells in succession, activating the formation to block the exit.
