UGB Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Chapter 157
"whoosh"
The son-mother chasing soul blade returned to the formation and floated in front of Liu Yu. The light blue flames on the blade were burning fiercely. With the vitality and soul of a monk in the foundation-building period as fuel, it was obvious that the power had gradually increased. increase.
With a thought in his mind, the Qingyang Demon Fire condensed into a ball the size of an egg, and he opened his mouth and entered his dantian again.
Reaching out his hand, he took off the storage bag of the cultivator in purple and put it on his waist. Before he could check it, Liu Yu, who had freed his hand, flashed to the other side of the formation, and drove the son and mother soul chasing blades to intercept the last person who established the foundation. The attack of mid-term monks.
"ding ding"
The mother-child soul-chasing blade clashed fiercely with a white bone staff. This bone staff seemed to be made of the femur bone of some kind of monster. The surface was white and smooth, but it was extremely hard. Not a trace was left on it.
This magic weapon is a bit like the magic weapon used by the demon cultivator, but the five major sects of Chu State are all neutral sects, and they don't taboo about them. punished and hunted down.
Therefore, it can also be used openly and aboveboard, and there is no need to be as sneaky as it is on the right path.
"boom"
A faint black mist swirls around the white bone stick, and the spiritual light suddenly repelled the mother-child soul-chasing blade by four or five feet. Just as he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, more than a dozen fire snakes, ice needles, wind blades and other spells hit him. Make it have to pause for a while to wipe out these spells.
Although Liu Yu's cultivation level is a little lower than that of the enemy cultivator, with the support of the formation and a few disciples in the Qi refining stage, he can temporarily resist the enemy's attack, even if one or two attacks occasionally land on the formation. It doesn't hurt either.
Yan Hongyu noticed the situation here, seeing that Liu Yu had actually killed an enemy cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, she never thought that a guy who had just been promoted to Foundation Establishment for a few years could actually kill a fellow monk Even if there are elements of the enemy cultivator's carelessness and taking advantage of the dark thunder, it also shows that this son is extraordinary.
"Maybe he really deserves the dress?"
This thought flashed in Yan Hongyu's mind, and the eyes she looked at Liu Yu softened a little, but the thought was only fleeting.
Cultivators from a family like them have too many things to consider.
She immediately collected her mind and put her main energy into the confrontation with Lu Fubin's spiritual weapon. The fight is dangerous and unpredictable, and it is a big taboo to distract him.
When Cao Mengyu saw the enemy Foundation Establishment cultivator being beheaded, she also looked at Liu Yu with a strange look, but manipulating the formation required concentration, and she was not allowed to think about it at this time.
As for the other foundation-building cultivators of Yuanyangzong, seeing Liu Yu's record, their eyes changed a little. Originally, they still looked down upon a new foundation-building cultivator, but now they have completely taken it seriously and put it on the same level. status.
After all, this world is a world of cultivating immortals in which great power belongs to oneself. What kind of status a person is in depends on his strength after all!
As for the many monks in the Qi refining period, their spirits have been greatly boosted, their morale has improved a lot, and their attacks have become sharper and faster, without any stinginess in mana.
"Ding"
Liu Yu controlled the mother-child chasing soul blade to fight the enemy monk again. This time, he was only slightly disadvantaged, and the magic weapon was not repelled.
He could obviously feel that the power of the enemy cultivator's shots was not as good as before. Of course, this was not because the opponent's strength had declined, but because he judged that it was impossible to capture this elixir garden, so he came up with the idea of preserving his strength.
After all, if you can cultivate to the foundation building stage, there are very few people who don't understand the brain and only know how to act recklessly. Immortals are precious, and it is the most correct thing not to think of ways to protect yourself and preserve your strength.
Of course Liu Yu would not pierce it, but actively cooperated, and the son and mother quietly withdrew a bit of power between the shots of the Soul Chasing Blade, which caused the collision of the two magic weapons to appear loud and loud, but the actual power was not a bit.
The two reached a rare tacit understanding, but it was difficult for other monks to see the tricks from the surface.
Taking back the spiritual weapon that had turned into a big black bird, Lu Fubin's face was uncertain, and he looked at Liu Yu in the formation with deep malice in his eyes.
He was extremely annoyed that the sneak attack on the Spiritual Medicine Garden failed but lost a fellow foundation-builder. He didn't know how to explain it to the family of the purple-clothed monk when he returned to the camp.
"That idiot!"
Cursing secretly in his heart, thinking of this, Lu Fubin couldn't help having a headache, and he also hated Liu Yu.
The monk's spiritual sense is extremely sharp, Liu Yu's innate spiritual sense is a bit sharper than other monks, and he is also a monk in the foundation period, so he felt a strong malice during the fighting.
Liu Yu didn't turn his head, and glanced in the general direction with his spiritual sense, just in time to see a pair of malicious, cold and ruthless eyes.
Controlling the soul-chasing blade of the mother and son with mind to confront the enemy cultivators in the middle stage of foundation establishment, Liu Yu was not afraid to meet Lu Fubin's gaze.
His pupils were dark and deep, his eyes were calm and emotionless, and he had black hair and black eyes in a black robe. He glanced at Lu Fubin coldly and then retracted his gaze. His aura was not inferior to others.
"Magic."
The moment Lu Fubin looked at each other for some reason, his heart trembled. From this young foundation-building cultivator, he felt the demonic nature of many famous old devils. He was only self-centered, did not follow the rules, and was lawless. This kind of magic impressed him very deeply.
Although the person in front of him is still a little young, there is already a ray of demonic nature taking root in his heart, and it will be revealed in front of everyone one day.
"withdraw!"
After taking a deep look at the young man who killed the purple-clothed monk, and remembering his appearance in his mind, Lu Fubin turned his head and uttered a word coldly, casting some kind of sound channel spell, and the words echoed in the ears of the monks at the Hehuan Gate.
"Yes!"
More than [-] monks in the Qi refining period suddenly took orders, retracted their magic weapons and retreated slowly, they did not give up attacking completely, but released spells to attack the formation one by one, staring closely at the Yuanyang Sect members inside the formation , to prevent the opponent from chasing and attacking.
The few foundation-building monks didn't have so many scruples. They had already made psychological preparations. When they heard an order, they immediately took back their magical weapons and spiritual weapons and gathered around Lu Fubin.
"Humph!"
Lu Fubin nodded slightly to several foundation-building monks, and made eye contact for a while, then beckoned the giant black tiger that had transformed into a spiritual weapon to transform into a long black stick again, and turned back to him lightly.
After taking a deep look at the cultivators of Yuanyang Sect in the black water extreme wind formation, Lu Fubin took the lead to fly to the north with the spiritual weapon.
The remaining eight foundation-building cultivators followed closely behind, and finally twenty or thirty cultivators at the Qi-refining stage followed at the very end sparsely driving the Escaping Light.
"Senior Sister Yan, do we want to?"
Someone asked tentatively. Including another group of three foundation-stage monks who arrived at the end, the six foundation-stage monks all looked at Yan Hongyu, waiting for her, the master, to make a decision.
As for the monks in the Qi refining period, they are still dealing with the final magic attack of the Hehuanmen monks on the edge of the formation, and they are not qualified to participate in the discussion.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit heavy. C Zi No. [-] Spirit Medicine Garden was suddenly attacked. Although it was safe and sound in the end, everyone was in a bad mood and their faces were a little gloomy.
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