Chapter 469

   "This is a failure?!"

   Looking at the holy fire sword that lacked the tip, Liu Yu's pupils shrank and his heart shook.

   feels a bit unbelievable, but after thinking about it carefully, it is taken for granted, but regret is inevitable.

  If Lingbao, an existence capable of destroying the sky and the earth, could be easily refined, then the world would have been messed up long ago.

   The seven set foot on the central floating island again, looking at the broken holy fire sword, and it was quiet and terrifying for a while.

   "Why is this?!"

   stared blankly at the broken blade, Tang Tianbao's eyes were reddish, and his mood was very uneasy.

   The dignified base-building peak cultivator has a face full of disappointment, but he can only imagine how much this matter has hit him.

  “.”

   In this situation, Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen and others also looked heavy and were very depressed.

  Although they did not have the same heavy mission as Tang Tianbao, they did not falsify their feelings towards the sect, and could fully empathize with them.

   Looking at the Sacred Fire Sword that failed to refine, and recovered from a series of changes, Liu Yu was moved in his heart.

   "Failure in refining is not necessarily a bad thing for oneself."

   The thought flashed through his mind.

The power of    Lingbao destroys the sky and destroys the earth, and the cultivators of Nascent Soul are limited in their activation, only a very small part of their power can be exerted, and it is even more difficult to use them continuously.

  Only when you reach the realm of transformation, can you activate the spiritual treasure more easily.

   If the holy fire sword is successfully refined, even if Liu Yu reaches the realm of Jindan, he will still not be able to activate it, let alone refine it.

   For a long time, it is no different from not getting it.

   But at the moment, the refining has failed, and the holy fire sword is still at the level of a magic weapon, but its power exceeds that of a magic weapon and a real treasure, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

   If you can win this sword, you can form a golden elixir in the future, and you can refine it. Even if you can only use a part of your power, it is still a powerful hole card.

  With the power of this sword, it is not a problem to traverse the realm of Jindan!

   Thinking of this, Liu Yu's heart warmed, but there was nothing strange on his face, so he couldn't hold back for the time being.

  …

  The sea of ​​fire was raging, and the fragments of the floating island continued to drop sand and stones, and ripples splashed on the magma lake.

   "After more than three thousand years of hard work, is it all in vain?!"

   "In order to refine this sword, the mountain gate was in ruins, and the sects were killed and injured countless times, and the sect was at a loss."

   "Patriarch, maybe your choice back then was really wrong."

   "The disciple is incompetent and cannot assume the responsibility of ZTE!!"

  Tang Tianbao murmured, rebuking himself in pain.

   There was a little doubt about the correctness of Tianhuo Zhenjun'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 this sword.

  The other six people followed closely behind and also walked towards the small pit where the holy flame sword fell.

   Magic weapon!

  What a familiar word, one can often hear it for the cultivators of the Foundation Establishment.

   But the number of times most monks have seen it with their own eyes is very few.

   So familiar, so far away, and so unfamiliar!

   Now there is a chance to get in touch. Even if there is no idea of ​​taking it as their own, everyone wants to observe it up close and even touch it with their own hands.

   "If the "traitors" of the Sacred Fire Sect want to do something, now is the best time."

   flashed this thought, 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 sects were all focused on the holy fire sword at this time, and they didn't pay attention to this person's small movements.

   "Fishing in troubled waters."

   "Watch the fire from the other side."

   All the signs indicated that Zhou Ziwen was the most likely traitor, but Liu Yu had no idea of ​​reminding him at all.

   It would be in his best interest to lose both sides.

   "Tread"

   Under Liu Yu's gaze, Tang Tianbao came to Xiaokeng and was about to bend over to pick up the holy fire sword.

   Zhou Ziwen's hand was already pressed on the storage bag.

In the    meridians, pure and deep mana secretly works.

   The mind connected with the two superb spiritual tools, the Molten Fire Knife and the Chi Yan Pagoda. In Liu Yu's dark as ink pupils, there seemed to be a cyan fire jumping.

   He is ready to make a move, and once he fights later, he will act accordingly.

   As long as there is a suitable opportunity, we will act decisively and strive to inflict heavy damage on the monks of the Holy Fire Cult!

On the eve of    getting ready to start, time seems to be extraordinarily slow.

   Bends down slightly, Tang Tianbao's hand slowly touched the holy fire sword.

  The distance is getting closer, and you 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 a strong murderous intent!

   In Liu Yuling's senses, a strong killing intent suddenly appeared, no longer intended to cover up.

   The one who shot was Zhou Ziwen!

   The distance between the two of them was less than 20 feet. When they were attacked from such a short distance, the normal monk had no time to react.

  Liu Yu's consciousness keeps an eye on everyone, and notices it the first time he takes action, but in order to take advantage of the fisherman, he chooses to pretend to be indifferent.

   Such a precious magic weapon, if it is captured in the end, there will be no rumors.

  Otherwise, it must be a disaster, even hiding in the sect is useless.

   Maybe the ones who shoot are those uncles and uncles who are "amiable" on weekdays.

   If he carries the holy fire sword magic weapon, even if he has the sect as his backing, Liu Yu still cannot rest assured and does not want to leak any news.

   Therefore, all the monks present cannot leave a living hole!

   He never put his own safety on the promises of others, and never tested humanity!

   In the heart of the cultivator, the whole world is corrupted!

   In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's heart, and the surging killing intent surged in his chest, but he did not reveal the slightest.

   His eyes became sharp in an instant, and gradually returned to calm.

  It's too late to say, then it's fast!

   The spiritual sense of the base-building cultivator was already sharp enough. As soon as Tang Tianbao's palm touched the holy fire sword, he felt a sharp murderous intent suddenly appear behind him.

"not good!"

   He suddenly thought of the traitor who leaked the news of the secret realm, with a look of horror in his eyes, and the mana shield instantly appeared around him.

   However, the distance between the two is too close, and there is no time to do more in a short period of time.

  Tang Tianbao turned his head suddenly, the black knife driven by Zhou Ziwen flickered with cold light, and it was close at hand.

  The black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon. With the basic mana shield of the foundation-building cultivator, it is almost impossible to resist, and death seems to be 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 splitting, but a strong anger rose in his heart, as well as deep unwillingness and regret.

   He can't die!

   "I'm dead, what about the Holy Religion?!"

  Tang Tianbao flashed this thought.

   He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that the holy religion would be cut off from now on.

The    sect has been weakened to the extreme, and there really cannot be any accidents!

  Thinking of the fallen elders, the last words of the holy sons of the past dynasties, and the mission he carried, Tang Tianbao felt extremely unwilling!

   At the juncture of life and death, time seemed to slow down, and many past memories flashed quickly in his mind.

"Do not!!!"

   With a roar, Uncle Yang had experienced countless dangers at his age, and he was the quickest to respond with rich experience.

   At a critical juncture, he bravely stepped forward.

   I don't know what method was used, and he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Tianbao, holding up a **** light curtain with both hands.

   But obviously, this kind of secret technique consumes a lot of vitality, and the cost of using it is extremely serious.

After the    teleportation, Uncle Yang's breath and spiritual pressure were both rapidly weakened, and his already wrinkled face became even older!

   "Hehe~"

   Zhou Ziwen's usually unsmiling face showed a low and cruel smile, and there was a flash of extreme madness in his eyes, and he didn't mean to stop.

   At the same time as he started, the spiritual pressure around his body rose rapidly, comparable to Tang Tianbao.

   The pinnacle of foundation building!

In the instant of   , Zhou Ziwen calculated everything, and while controlling the black pocket knife, he also took out a stack of second-order talismans.

   quickly stimulated, turned into second-order spells, and shot at Zishan, Liu Yu and others.

   "Netherworld Black Wind Technique", "Sunflower Water Thunderbolt Technique", "Golden Wind Scattering Technique"

   The black gust of wind, the shocking black thunder, the ecstasy of the golden wind

  In an instant, the second-order talismans were stimulated and turned into powerful spells of various attributes that swept the crowd away.

   "Uncle Yang!"

   "Fast out of the way!"

   Looking at the figure blocking him, Tang Tianbao's eyes were splitting, and a feeling of emotion filled his chest instantly.

   He realized something and immediately sent a sound transmission.

   In this immortal world of intrigue, this kind of giving without asking for anything in return is especially precious!

   The old man and the congregation in front of him have already paid too much for the sect, and they should enjoy their old age!

  “.”

   But when Uncle Yang received the sound transmission, he just smiled silently, with no intention of moving at all!

  The reaction speed of the base building monk is much faster than that of ordinary people, and he can do more things in the same time.

   The series of reactions from everyone was only two short moments.

   "Boom"

   The black knife turned into a cold light, hitting the blood-colored light curtain held up by Uncle Yang.

  Like glass shattered, the blood-colored light curtain only lasted for a moment before being shattered by a single blow.

   The black knife didn't stop, and under Tang Tianbao's unbelievable gaze, it passed through Uncle Yang's chest, leaving a blood hole the size of a bowl.

   Death came, and Uncle Yang's face flashed complex and reminiscence, and then he lost his spirits.

   This situation is not surprising, Zhou Ziwen is the pinnacle of foundation building, and the black knife is a top-quality spiritual tool, and he has been preparing for it for a long time.

   The combined full blow of the two cannot be underestimated by any Foundation Establishment cultivator.

   Although Uncle Yang is also the pinnacle of foundation building, he is already old and his strength is already declining.

   Besides, the time is too urgent, even if the self-destruction secret technique is used, it will not be able to exert much strength.

   But after the moment he had 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 spiritual tool resist Zhou Ziwen's full blow?

   "Boom"

   There was a dull roar, and between the electric light and flint, the black knife had already bombarded the red round shield.

   The next moment,

   Even with the shield and the person, they were shot away from a distance.

   But with the buffer, Tang Tianbao did not lose his life, but was seriously injured.

   "Poof"

   flew more than twenty feet to the ground, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his chest was blood red and bloody.

   Before he could think about it, Tang Tianbao immediately took out a very precious healing elixir and swallowed it, and then he looked at Uncle Yang.

   From his angle, he could only see Uncle Yang's back.

   Through the big hole in his chest, you can see Zhou Ziwen's cruel smile and that crazy look.

   "Plop"

   There was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and chest, and the elder of the Sacred Fire Cult fell to the ground with a thud, and the breath of life quickly passed away.

  The blood flowed quickly, following the natural trajectory, all the way to the bottom of the pit.

   The silver-white sword body was dyed dark red with blood.

   This "Holy Sword" now has an unidentified color.

   One death and one serious injury, as for the other cult members, being blocked by spells cannot be stopped for the time being.

The    one hit was successful, Zhou Ziwen restrained his smile and looked calm.

   He moved quickly and quickly swept to the small pit, ignoring the blood that had not cooled down, and grabbed the holy flame sword in his hand.

  The mana is running, so I want to put this sword in the storage bag.

   But I don’t know why, I couldn’t succeed for a long time, I tried several times in a row and all failed.

   Don't have time to think about it, otherwise, Tang Tianbao and others will react and besieged, and the end will be bad luck!

   Zhou Ziwen made an immediate decision, inserted the holy fire sword into his waist, and exploded towards the central floating island, apparently wanting to rush to the exit to escape from here.

   A series of confrontations occurred within two breaths of time.

   At this time, the black thunder that was inspired by Fu Lu was still at a stalemate with the azure blue curtain propped up by Liu Yu.

   "Zizi"

   The light curtain supported by the body repair mana with the characteristics of the power of the stars, the defensive power is very impressive under the full display, and the second-order high-grade Guishui Thunderbolt cannot be broken in one fell swoop.

   The face was full of horror and anger, but in fact his heart was calm as water, Liu Yu handled this thunder attribute spell with ease.

   "Nice opportunity."

   "Do you want to shoot now?"

   Always observe Zhu Xiu's movements, Liu Yu saw through Zhou Ziwen's action intention at a glance, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

   The only way for the opponent to the third-floor exit of the secret realm is only eighteen or ninety feet away from him.

   At this distance, if you use the Shining Secret Technique, you will suddenly appear in front of him, and there is a high possibility of one-hit kill.

   "This person knows a lot of information."

   "From this point of view, it is very likely that this person leaked the news to Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect."

   "Tian Yizong is so well prepared, and it also has a special amulet made of real treasures. It should be the conspiracy of the holy fire sword."

  Thinking about this, Liu Yu's previous doubts were easily resolved, but new ones arose.

   "The Sacred Fire Sword has appeared, so where are the Tianyi Sect and the Tianmo Sect monks?"

   "Paying such a high price, I don't believe that the two cases are just for a few resources in the secret realm."

   He thought quickly.

   The resources in the secret realm are of course extremely precious to ordinary monks, but for the two behemoths of Tianyizong and Tianmozong, that may not be the case.

   For high-level monks, common resources are more readily available, and only rare resources and spiritual objects can impress high-level monks.

   For example, five hundred years of spirit grass, thousand-year-old spirit grass, magic treasure, ancient treasure.

   "Let's take a look."

   "If you can't kill them all, you'd rather not take the Sacred Fire Sword. Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and it will not be a loss."

   flashed this thought, Liu Yu let Zhou Ziwen retreat, and did not choose to expose himself for the time being.

   A base-building cultivator in a mere area, but he carried the magic weapon that Jindan Yuanying cultivators coveted, and he could hardly sleep peacefully.

  Although he has made a disguise, who knows if the high-level monks will have any strange secret techniques that can trace their tracks? !

   These cultivators who have seen them with their own eyes are immortal, and Liu Yu can't feel at ease even with the holy fire sword.

   After all, he is still just a foundation-building cultivator, in the middle and lower classes of the entire immortal world, and he is far from the point where he can ignore danger and act recklessly.

  When we are weak, we still focus on being safe.

   Just as Liu Yu was thinking about two breaths, Zhou Ziwen had already left the central floating island, stepping on the pieces of the floating island and quickly swept towards the exit.

   During the rapid flight, he took out two special transmission notes, turned into two red streamers, and disappeared in the depths of the dark entrance and exit in the blink of an eye.

   Apparently, this person is contacting "accomplices".

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes flashed indistinctly, "full strength" to destroy the Guishui Shenlei in front of him.

   "Bang Bang"

   There were several consecutive roars, and the three followers of the late foundation establishment, including Zishan, broke through the spell blockade.

   They had a panoramic view of the scene just now, their faces were full of surprise and anger, and without waiting for Tang Tianbao's orders, they hurriedly chased after Zhou Ziwen.

   "Zizi"

   In a stalemate with the blue light curtain, Guishui Shenlei consumed a lot of power, and the power turned from prosperity to decline.

   Seeing that the time was almost up, Liu Yu finished his paddling, swung the Dark Moon Sword to gain momentum, and slashed several sword lights in a row.

   Lightweight!

  “咻咻”

   Five black sword lights almost in no particular order, all pierced into the black thunder.

   After a few dull thunders, the black thunderbolt in front of him collapsed directly.

   Thunderballs crash and arcs fly.

   A few small traces of thunder rushed to Liu Yu's palm and arm, and immediately there was a slight tingling feeling.

   But his physical body has been tempered by the power of the stars and the power of the yin, and the strength is not what it used to be, and the spell resistance has also been significantly improved.

   A little aftermath of the spell, without any major problems, does not affect the action at all.

"good."

  Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the effect of the "star real body".

   Then he moved, followed behind the three people in Zishan, and quickly chased after Zhou Ziwen.

   After all, the realm is a little lower, and the strength is naturally weaker. It is more reasonable to break the spell a little bit slower than the three, isn't it?

  As long as he hasn't turned his face, he must continue to play the role. Liu Yu is a well-trained actor.

   Several people chased and fled, quickly approaching the exit.

  Although the four of them were chasing after him with all their strength, Zhou Ziwen took the first step after all, so there is no danger of being caught up for the time being.

   The distance between the two sides has never narrowed!

   His face returned to a stern smile, but his demeanor was very different from before.

The eyes of    are no longer indifference and alienation, but ruthless and decisive!

   "Ding Ding Ding"

   Relying on the excellent spiritual tools and the higher cultivation level, Zhou Ziwen's escape route was almost without danger.

   Seeing that the entrance is near, the man turned his head to look at Zishan and Liu Yu with a mocking look at the corner of his mouth.

   seems to be laughing at the incompetence of several people.

  The three Zishan were furious, but they were helpless.

   They tried their best to mobilize the magic weapon, and cast various magic attacks, but they were firmly resisted by the opponent.

   "Huhu~"

  Tang Tianbao was panting heavily, and the breath around his body stabilized.

   Swallowing a very precious healing elixir, although the injury has not healed, it has stabilized and can move.

   is only the display of strength, and it is inevitably affected by some, only about 80% of the heyday.

   Looking at Zhou Ziwen who fled the road, Tang Tianbao was in agony and his face was hideous, and his eyes were red and watery.

"why!!"

   squeezed out a few words from his throat, his voice was low, and his voice was hoarse and choked.

   Seeing that the other party was approaching the exit, Tang Tianbao took out the Holy Fire Order and played several magic tricks in a row, activating the formation to block the exit.

   (end of this chapter)