"Boom!!!"

The dazzling light suddenly bloomed, and a series of roars resounded throughout the night sky.

The three colors of white, gold and red dyed raindrops into colors, like a wonder of heaven and earth that was rare in a century.

A golden red spear light corresponds to a white light thread, both of which are destroyed.

When the golden and red spear lights were all destroyed and the white light threads were reduced by hundreds, the Yuanying magic power was weakened a lot again.

After this attack, everyone looked at Liu Yu with shock.

But they did not forget where they were. After sacrificing magic weapons and magical powers, they continued to use third-level magical spells to intercept the magical powers of the Nascent Soul.

Thanks to the decisive blockade at the first time, everyone has time to take action in the second round.

"Boom boom boom boom~"

The sparse third-level magic spells rose into the sky and met in an instant in the night sky, destroying many white light threads.

When the sounds roared, there were less than 1,500 white light threads.

This Yuanying magic power has only half of its power.

But at this time, the white light wire was approaching, less than three miles away from the barren mountain, and everyone had no time to launch the next round of attack.

"No, you must not let the teleportation array be destroyed!"

At this moment, Liu Yu had only this thought left in his mind.

Only by riding in the teleportation array can you ensure that everything is foolproof. Otherwise, it will take so long. Who knows what will happen next?

Even if he prepared all kinds of trump cards, he might not be spared from the encirclement of Qianting!

It is estimated that the remaining power of the white light silk magic is no longer enough to threaten one's own life.

"boom"

Liu Yu almost didn't think about it, so he used his magic power to rise into the air, and his body shot out in an instant.

In front of everyone, he rushed towards the Nascent Soul Power!

"Puff"

The six or seven feet of real body flew away quickly, and strong sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and the rain along the way was discharged.

Liu Yu held a gun in his right hand, and the sharp spear tip was extremely bright in golden and red spirit. He clasped his left hand tightly into a fist, and the fist tip carried the boiling and hot energy of blood.

The two-sided body-protecting flame shield will wait for an opportunity to move on both sides of the body.

Behind it, the rolling essence forms a long rainbow, and it has already rushed to the sky.

“Ahhhh~”

Long hair is flying, Liu Yu whistles to the sky, and his male body is full of wind.

Before he could get close to the Nascent Soul supernatural powers, he began to move.

"Swish swish"

The Sunset Golden Rainbow Spear in his right hand suddenly swept across the front of the right, and the afterimages formed a half-moon-shaped golden-red arc, emitting extremely fierce and sharp power.

"Bang bang~"

The left hand "Meteor Fist" swung rapidly along the mysterious trajectory, and made thick red fist energy, attacking towards the front of the left.

With the body-protecting flame shield, Liu Yu's eyes were cold, holding a gun in one hand and fist in the other, wantonly venting the powerful power in his body.

The next moment, in full view of everyone, he crashed into dense white light wires.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The sounds of roaring in his ears were deafening. He seemed tireless, waving his huge iron fist and golden spear at a rapid speed.

The body-protecting flame shield has dissipated at some point.

Extremely sharp white light threads left scars on Liuzhangzhen's body, and bright red blood flowed out from it.

However, none of these matters.

Since Liu Yu has reached the late stage of the third level since his body refining and qi cultivation, he has reached the level of third level, and he himself doesn’t know how much his own strength is.

Today, I finally vented happily!

In the shocked eyes of Guo Poyun, Xu Haoran and others, since he rushed straight into the white light thread, the magical power of the Nascent Soul monk doing his best could be seen dissipating rapidly with his naked eyes.

"The sky light breaks the clouds"

At this moment, many people can't help but think of this word.

After half a breath, only a few dozen white light threads remained floating towards the barren mountain, and were used by everyone to solve the problem.

With just one person, more than half of the white light wire was removed and the result was changed by one's own efforts.

It can be said that Liu Yu is the main force to break the Yuanying magical power. As for the other twenty golden elixir monks, they only play an auxiliary role.

"This kind of strength."

Realizing the strength of the "Ancient City", everyone was extremely shocked and silent for a moment.

Although they are all Jindan monks, they seem to be in two realms and are completely incomparable.

The figure with long hair loose and staying in the heavy rain was like a god and a demon!

Whose general is this?!

...

"Pass~"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Before we knew it, it had evolved from drizzle to heavy rain.

The raindrops as big as beans fell on the ground, and the dense sound of rain sounded.

The heavy rain curtains formed by heavy rain blocked the view, and the two battlefields seemed to be divided into two worlds.

"Hiss~"

The Nascent Soul Power was broken, and Liu Yu's mind relaxed slightly, and pain came from all over his body, and his face changed slightly and gasped.

After scanning the spiritual consciousness, there were more than a dozen blood marks on the body.

Fortunately, he has sufficient protection and always pays attention to protecting the key points, so the scars are not on the key points.

As soon as Liu Yu thought, a blue light flowed from the wound, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the powerful physical control, in just one breath, more than a dozen blood marks stopped bleeding.

No serious trouble.

"Huh~"

Put on a brand new black robe, Liu Yu vomited a deep breath and flew back to the barren mountain.

When he landed, everyone subconsciously gave way and gave up their most central position.

Although they are all in the same realm, the gap between their strengths is so great that other monks have to treat them carefully and become cautious.

"Mingjing, this thief"

Looking at Shimizu Shinshui Zhenjun whose breath was rapidly weakening, some core members gritted their teeth, and obviously hated the betrayer very much.

"I think about it, there is something strange about Mingjing being able to make babies."

"Among the disciples under the seat of Elder Qingshui, this person is not of outstanding qualifications, only the fourth grade of elixir."

"I have been preparing for so long, and I have been afraid to hit the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul."

"Suddenly, I went into seclusion without saying a word, and when many colleagues had expected it, I was successfully promoted."

"Maybe, it was because he got the support of Gan Ting and was bought by Gan Ting at that time."

The spiritual consciousness focused on the battle situation. When Guo Poyun thought of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

When he was building the foundation, he joined the Buyi League, which was considered a very old member, so he knew Mingjing very well.

After a moment of thinking, I guessed the whole story.

It is understandable to make some sacrifices to take a step closer.

But the betrayal camp and the back-slaying of fellow disciples, especially the act of "killing the master", is extremely shameful.

"The master killer, we are ashamed to join him!"

A monk said with a hatred, and his eyes looked at Mingjing were filled with disappointment and disgust.

Even if the devilish behavior of killing a master is placed in the devil's way, it will not be accepted by most demonic cultivators, nor will it be recognized by the mainstream of the immortal world.

Although the reputation of the Demonic Tao has always been bad, it is absolutely necessary to make the right way of pouring dirty water.

Even the demon monks are very ashamed of the behavior of "killing a master", especially between the disciples and the masters.

Generally speaking, only when the path to immortality is hopeless will a monk think of accepting a personal disciple to inherit his own learning and the concept of immortal cultivation.
To be continued...