UGB Chapter 693 The world is worth it!
Chapter 693 The world is worth it!
Chapter 693 The world is worth it!
"Boom!!!"
The dazzling brilliance suddenly bloomed, and a series of roars resounded through the night sky.
The three-color aura of white, gold, and red dyes each raindrop into color, like a rare wonder of heaven and earth once in a hundred years.
A golden-red gun light corresponds to a white light thread, and both of them are destroyed.
When the golden and red gun lights were all shattered, and the number of white filaments decreased by hundreds, this Nascent Soul supernatural power was weakened a lot again.
After this blow, everyone looked at Liu Yu with shock.
But they didn't forget where they were, and after offering their magical powers, they continued to use third-order spells to intercept the Nascent Soul's supernatural powers.
Thanks to the decisive blocking at the first time, everyone had the time for the second round of shots.
"Boom boom~"
Sparse third-order spells soared into the sky, met in the night sky in an instant, and wiped out many white threads of light.
After the roaring sound, there were less than [-] white filaments of light.
This Nascent Soul supernatural power has only a small half of its power left.
But at this time, the white light thread was approaching, less than three miles away from the barren mountain, and it was too late for everyone to launch the next round of attacks.
"No, the teleportation array must not be destroyed!"
At this moment, Liu Yu only had this thought in his mind.
Only by taking the teleportation array to get out can we be safe, otherwise it has been delayed for so long, who knows what will happen next?
Even if he had prepared all kinds of hole cards, he might not be immune to the encirclement and suppression of Qianting!
It is estimated that the remaining power of the white ray of light is no longer enough to threaten his own life.
"boom"
Liu Yu almost didn't think about it, so he used his mana to rise into the air, and his figure shot out in an instant.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he brazenly charged at the Nascent Soul Divine Ability!
"puff puff"
The real body, which was six or seven feet tall, flew away quickly, and there were strong sounds of piercing through the air, and the rain was driven away along the way.
Liu Yu holds the gun in his right hand, the sharp tip of the gun is golden and red, and the aura is extremely bright. His left hand is clenched into a fist, and the fist is full of blood and blood.
With the flame shields on both sides of the body, the sides of the body wait for the opportunity to move.
Behind the back, the billowing energy forms a long rainbow, which is already heading straight into the sky.
"Ahhh~"
With long hair flying, Liu Yu raised his head to the sky and roared, his majestic body was like a tiger.
Before he got close to the Yuanying supernatural power, he started to move.
"shhhhh"
The setting sun golden rainbow gun in the right hand suddenly swept forward to the right, and afterimages formed a half-moon-shaped golden-red arc, exuding extremely blazing and sharp power.
"Bang Bang~"
The "Meteor Fist" with his left hand waved along the mysterious trajectory at a high speed, and punched out a series of thick red fists, attacking to the front left.
Wearing the protective flame shield, Liu Yu's eyes were cold, and he held a gun in one hand and made a fist with the other, wantonly venting the majestic power in his body.
In the next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it crashed into the dense white filaments of light.
"Boom bang bang!!!"
In the ears, the roar was deafening, and he seemed to be tireless, swinging the huge iron fist and the golden red spear at high speed.
The protective flame shield has dissipated at some point.
Strips of extremely sharp white filaments of light left scars on Liuzhangzhen's body, and strands of bright red blood flowed out of them.
However, none of this matters anymore.
Ever since his body training and Qi training reached the late third stage, Liu Yu himself didn't know how strong he really was.
Today, I finally vented freely!
In the astonished gazes of Guo Poyun, Xu Haoran and others, since he rushed straight into the white light threads, the supernatural power that this Nascent Soul cultivator did his best disappeared rapidly.
"Sky Breaks the Clouds"
At this moment, many people can't help but think of this word.
After half a breath, there were only a few dozens of white threads of light floating towards the barren hills, and they were solved by everyone using their means together.
With only one person, more than half of the white light filaments were cleared, and the result was abruptly changed by one's own strength.
It can be said that Liu Yu was the main force in breaking the Yuanying supernatural power, and the other twenty Jindan monks only played an auxiliary role.
"This kind of strength."
Realizing the strength of "Ancient City", everyone was shocked and fell silent for a while.
Although they are all Golden Core cultivators, they seem to be in two realms, and they are completely incomparable.
The figure with long hair hanging loose, staying in the heavy rain, is simply like a god and a demon!
Whose general is this? !
……
"pattering~"
The rain is getting heavier.
Before I knew it, it had changed from a continuous drizzle to a torrential rain.
Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, and there was a dense sound of rain.
The heavy rain curtain formed by the heavy rain blocked the sight, and the two battlefields seemed to be divided into two worlds.
"Sigh~"
The Nascent Soul supernatural power was broken, and Liu Yu relaxed his mind a little, and there were bursts of pain all over his body, and his complexion changed slightly and he gasped for air.
Scanned by the divine sense, there were more than a dozen bloodstains on the body.
But fortunately, he is well protected and pays attention to protecting his vitals all the time, so the scars are not on the vitals.
With a thought in Liu Yu's mind, blue aura flowed from the wound, and it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the strong control of the physical body, in just a short breath, the bleeding of more than a dozen bloodstains stopped.
It's all right.
"Whoo~"
Putting on a brand new black robe casually, Liu Yu let out a deep breath and flew to the barren mountain again.
When he landed, everyone subconsciously got out of the way and made way for the most central position.
Although they are all in the same realm, the difference in strength between them is so great that other monks have to be careful and become cautious.
"Mingjing the thief"
Seeing Qingshui Zhenjun whose breath was rapidly weakening, some core members gritted their teeth, obviously hating the betrayer extremely.
"Thinking about it, Ming Jing was able to conceive a baby, which is really strange."
"Among the disciples under Elder Qingshui's seat, this person's aptitude is not outstanding, only the fourth rank of alchemy."
"Preparing for such a long time, I dare not attack the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul."
"Suddenly, he retreated without saying a word, and when many colleagues did not expect it, he was successfully promoted."
"Perhaps, it was because of Qianting's support that he was bought by Qianting at that time."
His spiritual consciousness paid attention to the situation of the battle, and when Guo Poyun thought of this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
When he established the foundation realm, he joined the Commoner League. He is considered a very old member, so he knows Ding Jing very well.
At this time, after thinking about it for a while, I guessed the whole story to a good degree.
It is understandable to make some sacrifices to get one step closer.
But betraying the camp and backstabbing comrades, especially the "killing of teachers", is extremely shameless.
"The apprentice who killed the teacher, we are ashamed to be with him!"
A monk said with hatred, looking at Ming Jing, full of disappointment and disgust.
The outrageous and immoral behavior of killing a master is not accepted by the vast majority of monks in the demonic way, let alone by the mainstream of the world of cultivating immortals.
Although the reputation of the magic way has always been bad, but it is absolutely indispensable for the righteous way to pour dirty water.
For the behavior of "killing a master", even a monk of the magic way is very shameless, especially between a direct disciple and a master.
Under normal circumstances, only when there is no hope of immortality, a monk would consider accepting a personal disciple to pass on what he has learned and the concept of immortality.
This relationship is even closer than blood!
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are indeed many demonic monks who raise Gu in the name of accepting disciples, but those are registered disciples or boys.
For direct disciples, there is not much difference between the evil way and the righteous way.
After all, cultivating a direct disciple is to inherit the mantle, and it takes a lot of effort.
Master, on the other hand, is often the one who gives without expecting anything in return.
"This kind of scum... will not end well."
"Even if you take refuge in Qianting, you are just a running dog."
"Even the master can betray, what else can't betray?"
"Probably, Qian Ting would not dare to trust this kind of monk."
Looking at Ming Jing who was still fighting fiercely with Zhenjun Hanmei, Xu Haoran said in a low voice with sharp eyes.
As for the other Purple Scarf Army monks, they didn't know what they thought of and remained silent, looking a little downcast.
Perhaps, they have also experienced betrayal.
After all, compared with casual repair organizations, Qianting Holy Land can give much more.
Most of the monks don't have such a lofty consciousness, and joining casual cultivators organizations is ultimately for resources.
In this case, if you don't pay attention, you may betray if you are lured by the court.
After a short verbal criticism, the atmosphere in the arena became dull and oppressive, and everyone was not interested in continuing to criticize Ming Jing's crimes, but began to worry about the safety of Qingshui Zhenjun.
"People's hearts are fickle."
"The person who can betray, the person who can inflict the most serious injury, is often the person who trusts the most."
In the crowd, Liu Yu didn't say a word, feeling secretly in his heart.
Because of this, he never tested people's hearts, and never gave others a chance to stab him in the back.
……
"why?"
During the fierce fight, Ming Jing remained expressionless and smiled seemingly indifferently.
"Why else?"
"Naturally, it's for the baby spirit, for the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul, for the way!!"
But as he spoke, his face gradually turned red, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.
If it weren't for his mediocre qualifications, every step of promotion would be so difficult, and because of his qualifications, he couldn't get support from the resources of the Commoner League, why is he like this? !
"Everything in this world, in the final analysis, is not benefit?"
"The Purple Turban Army, the Commoner League, and the Dajianghui"
"Every loose cultivator organization, on the surface, is under the banner of overthrowing Qianting, but in fact it is for themselves and to obtain more resources?"
"What's wrong with me doing this, and what's the difference between the two?"
"We all live in the world of mortals, after all, we are profit-seeking ordinary people!"
"The so-called "overthrow the court and restore order" is just a slogan!"
On Ming Jing's face, there was no trace of guilt, but righteousness.
He tried to use sharp words to establish a theoretical basis for what he did, so that the matter did not look so ugly.
"Boom"
Nine real treasures of plum blossoms formed a mysterious formation, trapping Ming Jing in an area, making him tired of dealing with it, and unable to continue to attack Zhenjun Qingshui.
Under the rage of Zhenjun Hanmei, he didn't hold back at all.
It's just that although her cultivation base is much deeper, the opponent is also a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, so she can only gain the upper hand.
But it will take a long time to defeat it.
In the case of Qingshui Zhenjun being seriously injured, at most he can be defeated, and it is very difficult to keep this person.
Because of this, Ding Spiegel is confident.
Not far away, Master Qingshui heard the words, and deep disappointment flashed across his face.
He knew that Ming Jing was determined to go his own way, and it was impossible to turn back, so he didn't continue to speak.
Once you do something like this, it's hard to go back.
On the barren hill, the monks of the Purple Turban Army and the Commoner League were silent, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
Obviously, Ming Jing's words had a great impact on everyone's hearts.
The belief that has been insisted on for a long time is a little shaken at this moment.
Yes, if the essence of casual cultivators is no different from that of Qianting Holy Land, then what is the reason for their persistence?
Is the establishment of the organization purely because of profit?
To overthrow the Holy Land of Qianting, and become a new evil dragon?
In the crowd, Liu Yu was expressionless, and there was no wave in his heart.
In his view, this is just a classic "benefiting others at the expense of others" incident.
This kind of thing is the norm in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is not surprising at all.
Just like that sentence, we all live in the world of mortals. If we want to go further on the road, we must chase resources inevitably.
The only difference is that the means of pursuing interests are different.
Ordinary monks will try to learn all the arts of cultivating immortals. If they can't earn spirit stones through all the arts of cultivating immortals, they can also hunt monsters, complete tasks, and so on.
Only in that way, the efficiency will be relatively low.
With the improvement of cultivation base, the spirit stones earned with low efficiency can hardly meet the needs of cultivation all the time.
At this time, either make a change, or be eliminated by the world of cultivating immortals.
This part of the monks, the way of earning spirit stones is relatively traditional. While earning spirit stones on the surface, it will not harm the interests of others.
However, a small number of demon cultivators and evil cultivators adopt more radical methods.
Killing people to seize treasures, collecting yin to replenish yang, collecting yang to replenish yin, blood sacrifice to mortals.
By harming the interests of others to make profits for oneself, the speed of earning spirit stones in this way is often far faster than the former.
The two methods are very different.
However, in Liu Yu's view, the difference is not as big as imagined.
All kinds of cultivation resources are limited.
If a monk earns more spiritual stones or resources, there will be one or more monks who will earn less spiritual stones.
Even though he didn't take the initiative to attack others, the behavior of a monk earning spirit stones also squeezed the living space of another monk.
It's just that compared to the latter, the former is undoubtedly much milder and often represents the "positive" side.
While the latter harms others and benefits oneself, the performance is more naked, and often represents the "unrighteous" side.
But in fact, both ways will affect others. If we only consider it from the perspective of interests, the boundary between righteousness and injustice will become blurred.
It is only because human beings have wisdom and have imagined "morality", "civilization" and so on that there is a distinction between righteousness and injustice.
The low-level monsters, on the other hand, blatantly follow the jungle law of the jungle, which has nothing to do with justice or not.
Liu Yu thinks that he is by no means a gentleman or a good person, as long as it is beneficial to him, he doesn't mind using any method.
So he was not surprised by Ding Jing's behavior.
……
From Zhenjun Qingshui's surprise attack, to Mingjing's attempt to destroy the teleportation array, and Liu Yu and others successfully defusing it, it was only three short breaths.
Having been pierced through the Nascent Soul by the magic weapon of black needles, the aura of Qingshui Zhenjun continued to weaken, and he was about to fall below the Nascent Soul Realm.
And Zhenjun Hanmei is still in a stalemate with Mingjing, it is impossible to end the fight in a short time, everything seems to be developing in a bad direction.
But at this moment, Qianting Sanyuanying who was trapped by some means suddenly appeared, making the already bad situation worse.
"not good!"
Hundreds of miles away, three Nascent Soul spiritual pressures were approaching rapidly, causing the group of people to change color suddenly.
Right now, Mingjing has rebelled, True Monarch Qingshui has been seriously injured, and his own side has absolutely no strength to contend with it.
Once the three true monarchs of Qianting arrive, it will be a devastating blow to Liu Yu and his party!
At the critical moment, as the elder who single-handedly presided over the operation, although he was deeply saddened by the betrayal of his own disciple, Qing Shui Zhenjun forcibly suppressed his negative emotions and regained his composure.
The divine consciousness observed Qianting Sanyuanying, and he understood that it would be difficult for a group of people to get out of fear.
The next moment, Master Qingshui flashed determination on his face, as if he had made a major decision.
He quickly pinched the formula with both hands, almost an afterimage appeared, and after half a breath, he pointed between his eyebrows.
"boom!!!"
After a set of formulas, the spiritual pressure and aura of Zhenjun Qingshui, which fell rapidly, miraculously stopped forcibly, and climbed up uncharacteristically.
In the blink of an eye, it returned to the peak moment, and continued to climb upwards.
"Click"
In the void, there seemed to be a sound like lightning and thunder.
Half a breath later, Zhenjun Qingshui's beard and hair fluttered and his robes swelled, and his spiritual pressure reached the level of the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"The old man's Nascent Soul is damaged, and there is no cure for it at this time."
"Fellow Daoist Hanmei, you go first, and the old man stays behind!"
As he spoke, he made a formula with both hands, urging Zigou Zhenbao to attack Mingjing.
Using secret techniques to temporarily suppress the injury, Qingshui Zhenjun's strength was also temporarily raised to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
At this time, the real treasure of purple gourd was activated, and its power went up to a higher level, causing Ming Jing to change color in shock.
"Shimizu, you."
Zhenjun Hanmei frowned, with hesitation flashing across his face.
She knew that after leaving, she might never see this old friend again.
But at this time, life and death are at stake, not only the lives and safety of the core members are at stake, but also the safety of the Commoner League, so naturally one should not be complacent because of personal friendship.
After cultivating to the Nascent Soul realm, Zhenjun Hanmei is naturally not a person who is indecisive.
"Oh~!"
Plum blossoms surrounded her real body, she sighed heavily, took a deep look at Qingshui Zhenjun, and flew towards the barren mountain.
"Burning the origin of Nascent Soul?"
"Old guy, you don't want to die?!"
Faced with Qingshui Zhenjun who used secret techniques to suppress his injuries and temporarily raised his strength to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Ming Jing had no power to fight back, and couldn't help but lose his voice.
The black needle magic weapon hitting the Nascent Soul can indeed greatly reduce the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and even damage the foundation of the falling realm.
But with a good recuperation, you can still survive for a while.
He never expected that his "master" would be so decisive that he would not hesitate to burn the origin of the Nascent Soul and take the initiative to cut off the heirs for other monks.
Logically speaking, apart from the connection of the Commoner League, the friendship between the two parties is just so-so.
Qingshui Zhenjun's behavior is of no benefit to himself, and it is really hard for Ding Jing to understand.
The consequences of burning the source of the Nascent Soul are even more serious than burning the source of the golden elixir!
When the monk condenses the Nascent Soul, the prototype of the Nascent Soul has already merged with the Nascent Soul, and the burning of the Nascent Soul is also the burning of the Nascent Soul.
When the origin dries up, it is the day when the monks will fall!
Looking at the bright mirror who speaks indiscriminately, Master Qingshui has calmed down at this time, and he has no mercy in his strikes, and no longer cares about the relationship between master and apprentice in the past.
"Not everything can be measured by interests."
"As a human being, some things should be prioritized over interests, and are worth pursuing with life."
"Like justice."
"Justice does not necessarily bring good results."
"But in itself, it is a kind of beauty, and it is worth going all out to pursue and protect it!!"
The vigorous and powerful voice spread in the night sky in an instant.
The sound of words, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, hits the depths of the soul.
Even the sound of clattering rain could not cover it up.
(End of this chapter)