Immortal Mansion Longevity

  Chapter 767 Qingyang Nebula (final)

  My own baby ceremony, the other party was so presumptuous, and Liu Yu was naturally very disgusted.

  This kind of behavior seriously damages one's own interests, and if it is not handled properly, it may cause serious consequences.

  For example, in the duel just now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, once they really lose, their reputation will plummet and cannot be stopped.

  The spirit of the entire sect will also be severely hit.

   "Old stuff!"

  Liu Yu's eyes flashed coldly, but seeing the other party take the initiative to restrain the spiritual pressure, he still didn't attack on the spot.

   After all, this is the gate of the Yuanyang Sect, and the ceremony of conceiving a baby is going on, and once there is a battle, it will be me who will be the most affected.

   Moreover, the laws of the Seven Kingdoms League, issued by the **** himself, are not just decorations.

  At this time, open civil war is absolutely not allowed, otherwise it will definitely be pursued to the end.

   "Oh~"

  A mile away, meeting He Laomo's eyes, Liu Yu suddenly smiled coldly.

  He didn't hide it, a cold killing intent appeared on his face!

  If there is a chance, Liu Yu will definitely make a move and try to get rid of the opponent!

  Involving self-interest, whatever the overall situation of the human race, everything must be put in the back row.

  If the previous hostility was only due to the position of the sect, then this incident has already brought in personal grievances.

   "Perhaps, from the moment I returned to Tiannan, everything that happened today was already doomed."

   "It seems to be a coincidence, but it is inevitable."

   Reining in his killing intent, Liu Yu regained his composure, thinking silently in his heart.

  It is the best choice to be in charge of the sect. If there is no accident, he can't give up, so he is doomed to be hostile to He Laomo.

  With the relationship between the two cases, even if there is no baby ceremony, it will be a matter of time to join in personal grievances.

   "What an arrogant junior!"

  On the opposite side, seeing Liu Yu being so presumptuous, He Wangtian's eyes flickered with anger.

  In his opinion, this person is just a late learner, but he dared to be so presumptuous in person, it is simply ignorant.

  But apart from being angry, this person's heart trembled secretly, and he felt palpitations.

  The other party is really too young, and he only has more than three hundred years of life left.

  This Qingyangzi is indeed not simple.

  Once you sit down, and the Hehuan Sect has not given birth to a new Nascent Soul, or the new Nascent Soul is not strong enough, the consequences will be unimaginable!

   "As soon as he is promoted to Yuanying, he has such strength. This child really has a promising future."

   "Such a monk must not be left to the latecomers."

   After all, he is a thousand-year-old demon, He Wangtian's complexion has not changed, and the city is unfathomable.

  But under the calm surface, this person's heart is already boiling with killing intent!

   "It's Patriarch Qingyang!"

  Below, the oppressive Yuanying spiritual pressure disappeared, and the disciples of Yuanyang Sect raised their heads one after another.

   Seeing Liu Yu's steadfast figure immediately caused a massive commotion.

  Feeling the attitude of the ancestor, the confidence of all the disciples also cheered up, and there was a subtle change in the eyes they looked at He Laomo.

  From the perspective of low-level monks, it is natural that they cannot see who has the upper hand, but the attitude of the ancestors who do not give up an inch has greatly given them confidence.

  Even Elder Jin Dan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

   Judging by spiritual pressure, we can also see part of the monk's strength.

  It was just a confrontation, but it was only slightly disadvantaged, which is enough to prove the strength of Master Qingyang.

  At least, passing today's test is not a problem.

   As for the future, the ancestor is less than 300 years old, so he has a lot of time to improve his cultivation and strength.

  As long as you are careful and don't give a chance, you can kill He Huanmen He Laomo!

  …

  It was too late to say, but it was soon.

  The confrontation between the two, as well as various thoughts, as well as the mood changes of the thousands of monks below, actually only happened in one or two breaths.

"Whizzing"

  There was a strong sound of piercing through the air, and the two spiritual pressures, which were obviously better than half a chip compared to He Laomo, approached quickly.

   Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared in Liu Yu's sight at the same time.

  Both of them are dressed in white, like the banished immortals in fairy tales.

  Handling a folding fan, the male cultivator looks like a handsome young man, like a peerless talent that is rare in the world.

  The woman's shaved face is like a peach blossom, her figure is long and elegant, and she wears exquisite accessories, and her demeanor has a kind of graceful and luxurious temperament.

  Because of that indescribable nobleness, even if you look at the countless beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, Xiu is definitely a beauty that you can't meet but can't ask for.

  The picture of the two coming hand in hand, there is no sense of disharmony. It is indeed a rare story that a talented man matches a beautiful woman.

   Talented and beautiful!

   "This kind of appearance and temperament should be due to the merits of martial arts."

   "After all, most of the exercises in Piaoxue Pavilion have the characteristics of improving appearance and temperament."

   Seeing the two of them, Liu Yu had this thought, but his reaction was not slow at all.

   "I've seen friends Feng Dao and Xue Daoyou."

   "The prestige of the virtuous couple as "Fengxue Twin Immortals", since Liu embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, has been like thunder!"

   "It's a great honor for Liu to come to join us!"

  Holding his hands away, he said politely, lowering his posture a bit.

   After all, the other party joined forces, but they can contend against the Great Cultivator. If such strength does not use the Sword of Destruction, Liu Yu will definitely be difficult to compete at present.

  Since joining Piaomiao Pavilion, Fengxue Shuangxian has been a Taoist couple, and their real names have long been a mystery, and monks generally call them Fengxianzi and Xue Taoist.

  Female cultivation is wind, male cultivation is snow.

   "I've met Fellow Daoist Qingyang."

   "Fellow Daoist is too polite. Now that the five factions of Chu State are united, and Daoist Qingyang Daoist Yuan Ying has achieved great success, our husband and wife will naturally come to congratulate."

   "By the way, let's see the supernatural powers of Fellow Daoist Qingyang."

  Fairy Feng nodded lightly, with a sweet and natural smile on her face, and the last sentence meant something.

  The couple is dominated by this woman, she seems to be very good at communication, while politely communicating with Liu Yu, she also did not forget to exchange a few words with He Wangtian.

  Xue Taoist watched quietly, shaking his folding fan.

   "In front of the two of you, how can Liu have supernatural powers?"

   "However, if the Xian and his wife are willing to give advice, I will dare to make a fool of myself later."

  Liu Yu smiled slightly and said politely.

  In just a few words of communication, although the "Fengxue Twin Immortals" did not show contempt because of their higher realm, the politeness and alienation in their words can be clearly felt.

  If we say that under Zihong Zhenjun's cold words, his actual attitude is friendly.

  Compared to this, the hostility of He Huanmen He Laomo is obvious.

  In the polite words of Fengxue Shuangxian, the actual attitude is strange and ordinary, placed in the world, like a stranger who has exchanged a few words.

  The relationship between Yuanyangzong and Piaoxue Pavilion is almost the same.

  Before, although they belonged to the same country, one was in the northernmost part of Chu State and the other was in the southernmost part of Chu State.

  The Wailing Moon Valley and the Qingxu Sect are separated in the middle, and there will be no direct conflict between them geographically.

  Because of its strength, it is obviously not a suitable ally, so there has not been much communication.

   After all, he is an Nascent Soul monster who has lived for at least hundreds of years. Being able to show emotions and anger is only the most basic quality. Since the arrival of the Fengxue Immortals, the tense atmosphere no longer exists.

  Even Liu Yu and He Wangtian said a few words indifferently, of course it was a kind of superficial smile.

"coming."

  Just as he was about to lead the three of them in to sit down, Liu Yuling felt suddenly touched, but he didn't turn his head.

   Regardless of whether it was Fengxue Shuangxian or He Wangtian, they didn't react until after a breath, and looked sideways as if aware of it.

   "From this point, it can be seen that my spiritual perception should surpass most Nascent Soul cultivators."

   "After all, it is the superposition of two soul origins, and it may already be comparable to the God of Transformation."

   This thought flashed in Liu Yu's mind, and he looked to the side with "behindsight".

  Plainly speaking, the higher the realm, the slower the time will be.

  The breath of Yuanying Zhenjun and the breath of Jindan monks must not be compared.

  In the same way, low-level monks are like ordinary people.

  Among the senses of monks in different realms, "one breath" does have lengths and weaknesses.

   As far as Zhenjun Yuanying is concerned, one breath is long enough to do too many things!

   "嗖嗖~"

   After another breath, a strong sound of breaking through the sky suddenly came.

  A figure appeared in everyone's sight, and the "Old Daoist Yun Yi" of the Qingxu sect was long overdue.

  This person is wearing a blue Taoist robe. I don't know if it's because of the exercises. His skin looks a little loose and wrinkled, and his eyes are a little cloudy. He looks like an old man.

   "Sorry fellow daoists, the old daoist is late."

   "I hope Fellow Daoist Qingyang don't take offense!"

  Flying to the nearest place, Yun Yi bowed his hands, and first apologized to Fengxue Shuangxian and He Wangtian.

  Looked at Liu Yu at last, and said leisurely, without even raising his hand.

  Although the words are still polite, the actual attitude is not right, obviously a little arrogant or even hostile.

   I don't know if it's because he doesn't like the new Yuanying, or because he is an ally with Hehuanmen.

   "Today is a big day, as long as fellow Taoists can come to join us, Liu is ready to sweep the couch at any time, so how can he be dissatisfied?"

   "Fellow Daoist Yun Yi is worrying too much."

   Liu Yu responded with a smile, not paying attention to his somewhat indifferent attitude.

  Different from Hehuanmen, the contradictions between the two parties are difficult to reconcile. Although the Qingxu faction is somewhat hostile, it is not without room for improvement.

   It is not necessary to classify it as an enemy from the beginning.

  Zihong Zhenjun's friendliness, He Laomo's hostility and hatred, Fengxue Shuangxian's strangeness and alienation, and Yunyi's a little hostility.

  Just a face-to-face meeting and a few simple exchanges, Liu Yu's attitude towards the four schools of Yuanying Zhenjun is already clear at a glance.

  Seeing Liu Yu's polite response, a hint of surprise flashed in Yun Yi's eyes, and his arrogant attitude restrained a lot.

  In the final analysis, there is no deep hatred between the two parties. After all, they are also a true emperor of Yuanying, so there is no need to offend them to death.

  For the sake of an ally, saying one sentence at most is the limit.

  At this time, Zhenjun Zihong, who was already sitting, reappeared, flew to Liu Yu and stood in the air.

   Six Yuanying True Monarchs from five sects gathered above the gate of Yuanyangzong.

  This scene, this grand moment, made many low-level monks below lose their minds.

  Some quick-thinking people have already realized at this moment that the meeting of the Five Schools Nascent Soul Zhenjun is likely to rewrite the direction of the nearby world of cultivating immortals and redefine the pattern of the Five Schools!

  From the position of the station, it seems that the relationship between the five factions has already been glimpsed.

   Qingyang Zhenjun is close to Zihong Zhenjun, Hehuan Old Demon is even closer to Yunyi Old Monster, and Fengxue Shuangxian is a group of their own.

   "Everyone has come from afar, please come in and sit down."

   "The spirit wine and spirit fruit are ready, please let Liu treat them well."

   "If you don't think well, look at Haihan."

   After a brief greeting, Liu Yu smiled slightly.

   Right now, they seem to be getting along harmoniously, but in fact, there are already undercurrents surging, and the atmosphere is very delicate at this time.

   "The matter of sitting down. You can take it easy."

   "I heard that Qingyang Daoist friends have great supernatural powers in the early years. Now that the Nascent Soul has been condensed to become a member of my generation, why don't we learn from each other first?!"

   "Maybe let me be like a fellow Taoist, and experience the supernatural powers of fellow Taoist Qingyang."

   Not being polite at all, He Wangtian suddenly interrupted.

  By doing so, he obviously wanted to prevent Liu Yu from integrating into the small group and create conditions for subsequent actions.

  As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly became more subtle.

  The grievances between Yuanyang Sect and Hehuan Sect, Fengxue Shuangxian, Zihong Zhenjun, and Yunyi Laodao have long been clear.

  Hearing this, the three of them were silent for the first time, their eyes lingering between them.

  After all, the current territories of the five sects are also bordering each other. They hope that the two factions will have a conflict and their strength will be greatly damaged, so that their sect can take the opportunity to expand.

  The so-called covenant is useless in the face of interests.

   Not to mention that this situation has been considered long ago, and it was very loose when it was signed at the beginning, without any binding force.

  As an "ally", Zhenjun Zihong didn't speak, but just looked at Liu Yu, wanting to see how he would respond.

  Although they are allies in the traditional sense, they are only to strengthen each other under the condition of equal strength, and they are far from the point of rescue in times of crisis.

   No matter how good the relationship between the real monarchs is, they are also the ancestors of their respective sects, and the interests of the sects must come first at critical moments.

  The joy of communication is only temporary, in the world of cultivating immortals, only the cold interests are eternal!

   "Stick to what you want, but dare not ask for it."

   "Liu is a late student, and everyone present is considered a senior, and I have long wanted to ask for advice."

   When things came to an end, Liu Yu faced He Laomo's embarrassment head-on.

   Then, he changed the subject:

   "Often I heard senior brother Tianfeng mention that Liu has long wanted to see the magical powers of Hehuanmen."

   "How about asking Fellow Daoist He for advice on this first round?"

   "As a "senior", He Daoyou has practiced for hundreds of years, and he is also a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so don't let Liu down!"

   Liu Yu said with a smile, but his eyes were piercingly cold, and he openly confronted him.

   With the strength in his body, he naturally looks up without fear.

   Now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator and possesses the Destroyed Sword of Lingbao, even in the face of these "seniors", he doesn't need to humble himself.

  Even if he was promoted to Nascent Soul, it was less than a year.

  Since advancing and retreating calmly, and his strength is sufficient to deal with the current situation, Liu Yu naturally needs no scruples in his speech and demeanor.

  Because of their high strength, there are almost no rules in the world, so many high-level monks have such "weird" temperaments in the eyes of low-level monks.

  Experience will increase with age, but cultivation strength and knowledge may not be the case.

  The late learners are not necessarily inferior to the "predecessors"!

  However, when these words fell into the ears of the latter, they naturally sounded yin and yang.

  In He Wangtian's feeling, the other party is obviously saying that he is relying on the old to sell the old.

   "Now we are all true monarchs, so the title of "senior" is naturally unbearable."

   "However, I have spent a thousand years at last. If I give you some pointers to Fellow Daoist Qingyang, I think it can still be done."

  He Wangtian immediately fought back, refusing to show weakness in the verbal confrontation.

   But while speaking, he was secretly guessing.

  The other party is just a new Nascent Soul, why is he so stubborn when facing a mid-stage Nascent Soul like himself?

   "This son, do you have something to rely on?"

  He Wangtian guessed in his mind, but couldn't figure it out.

   "Wait and see."

  Smiling slowly, Liu Yu said lightly.

  The eyes of several people met, and it was clear what would happen next, and they smiled tacitly at each other.

   Immediately, under the shocked eyes of thousands of monks, the six of them turned into various light spots and continued to fly upwards.

   In a blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sky.

  The supernatural powers of Yuanying Zhenjun are already enough to burn mountains and seas. If they start fighting anywhere, the damage to the environment will be too great.

  Spiritual pulses, spiritual lands, resource points, etc. will all be affected in the fighting, and they will not be able to recover for decades or even completely destroyed.

  Therefore, the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World has long stipulated that it is not allowed to engage in fourth-order fighting skills at will, and most of the "comparisons" will go to the Gangfeng layer.

   Unless, it is the kind of endless hatred.

  …

  The Nine Layers of Astral Wind Layer evolved from the ancient Nine Heavens.

  Since the "Ancient War", it gradually lost its "vitality" and became what it is today.

   Being in the wind layer, you will be attacked by the wind almost every breath. Even in the "safest" first layer, the power of the wind is comparable to the third-level low-grade spells.

  Ordinary golden pills can't even gain a foothold in the first layer of wind, and often have to quit after a few breaths.

  However, if one reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, one's strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.

  The first three layers of strong wind blowing past, but to Zhenjun, it is just a breeze blowing on the face, and it can be offset by just supporting the mana shield.

  On this day, six figures of four men, two women, and six figures appeared on the second floor, which had been deserted for a long time.

  Ten miles apart, Liu Yu and He Wangtian faced each other from a distance, and their auras were firmly locked to each other.

  Zihong Zhenjun, Fengxue Shuangxian, and Yunyi Laodao stood tens of miles away to fight.

   "Qingyang agreed so happily, there must be something to rely on, maybe he can really compete against He Laomo?!"

   His eyes kept wandering between the two of them, and Zihong Zhenjun suddenly felt this feeling.

  Although rationally speaking, because of the gap between realms, it is impossible for a newly-promoted true monarch to compete against an old mid-term.

  But seeing Liu Yu's unusually confident appearance, she felt this way.

   "Boom!!"

   Haven't really made a move yet, but the confrontation has already begun.

  The Reiatsu around the two of them was climbing at an incredible speed, pressing towards each other fiercely.

   "Boom Boom Boom"

  The Nascent Soul spiritual pressure is released without reservation, even the ubiquitous wind is affected, and some achievements have collapsed before they are formed.

   All of a sudden, dense roars sounded all around.

  Cultivation base is a small realm lower, if you just compete with Reiatsu, Liu Yu will naturally fall into the disadvantaged.

  No matter how many times you do this, the result will not change.

   However, the strength of the opponent's spiritual pressure has not reached the point of being crushed, and it is far from being able to defeat his spiritual pressure.

  So it will not have any impact on its own strength.

  One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

  Among the roar of the blasting wind, more than a dozen breaths passed in a flash.

   On the other side, He Wangtian saw that he had the upper hand in the spiritual pressure competition, but the opponent's spiritual pressure was still condensed and did not disperse, his brows furrowed slightly.

   Realizing that if this goes on, there will be no results, he couldn't help but choose to take the lead.

   "Boom~"

  With the movement of He Wangtian's hands, a vast aura of magic power spread in the second layer of wind.

  He simply pinched a formula, and when his palms were closed, strands of black aura emerged quickly from his palms.

   These strands of black aura have substance, not just pure light,

  As soon as it appeared, it exuded a cold and sinister aura, and its power far exceeded the third-order level.

  When in contact with a ray of black aura, even the ubiquitous astral wind is frozen and polluted, showing its shape in the space.

   It can be seen from the great power.

  Ordinary magic weapon, if black aura is entangled, its power will be greatly damaged immediately, and it can no longer be reused!

  Supernatural powers—Yin Yang Mysterious Light!

  This is He Laomo's natal supernatural power. It has two forms, one yin and one yang, and many changes. It is one of the important means for him to cross the immortal world for thousands of years.

  In the palms of He Wangtian's hands, strands of black aura continued to emerge, and the power became stronger and stronger as the number accumulated.

  But he was not in a hurry to attack, but continued to accumulate power.

  As time goes by, the power of this supernatural power is still rising rapidly.

  Already had the power comparable to a fourth-tier middle-grade spell, and now it is gradually moving towards the peak of the fourth-tier middle-grade spell.

   Strands of black spiritual light entangled with each other, gradually forming a round of "black sun" above his head, and the aura emitted became more and more terrifying.

   "Zi Zi ~"

   Under the condition that the power rarely dissipated, the wind within a radius of one mile was continuously frozen into black ice.

   At first glance, the scene is extremely shocking, with a strong sense of visual impact.

  Eighty feet, one hundred feet

  The black sun is getting bigger and bigger, and the power has completely reached the peak of the fourth-tier middle-grade, and there is even a tendency to move towards the fourth-tier upper-grade.

  The six people jointly agreed that Liu Yu and the other four parties would "compare each other" for a move. As long as they showed enough strength, Yuan Yangzong would still be "one of the five schools".

   Of course, there is no clear standard for "enough strength".

  Since it is a sparring, and there is only one move, it is natural to give enough time to wait until the power of the supernatural means of both parties has accumulated to the maximum before attacking.

   Therefore, neither can interrupt the other party halfway.

   "What a yin and yang mysterious light, it is indeed somewhat mysterious."

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu thought to himself.

   But of course he will not sit still, when He Wangtian casts his magical powers, he has already started to move at the same time.

   Liu Yu's robe was bulging, and in just a tenth of an instant, he pinched dozens of spells with his hands.

   "Wow~"

  Suddenly, the lake of mana in the dantian was surging endlessly, flowing into the meridians with lightning speed.

   "Boom~"

  Limbs and bones, the blood was instantly boiling hot, boiling to the extreme, and traces of crimson blood flowed out of the body.

  Following the magic formula, Liu Yu's power and spiritual pressure rose again, easily surpassing the initial peak of the ordinary Nascent Soul.

  In the next moment, his whole body shone with a bright blue light, like a bright sun shining for tens of miles around.

  The essence of dark cyan mana, and the essence of dark red qi and blood, mixed with the cyan aura, came out through the body.

  They are entangled with each other, fused and arranged in a mysterious way, forming a huge blue light and shadow in the air behind Liu Yu.

   "Boom~!"

  As soon as the light and shadow appeared, with Liu Yu as the center, a wave of extremely powerful power spread suddenly.

  The initial power has reached the fourth-order middle-grade level!

   The cyan light and shadow are majestic and majestic, and in just a blink of an eye, they quickly have a human silhouette.

  Using the essence of qi and blood as blood vessels, the essence of mana as meridians, and the cyan aura as flesh and bones.

  Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant of light descending into the world. Even if the lower body is extremely blurred, it does not affect the unparalleled power of the body.

   "Qingyang Nebula!"

  Following Liu Yu's low shout, the cyan Nascent Infant, who was fat in Dantian, opened his eyes wide, changed his posture and stretched his body.

  At the same time, through the connection in the dark, the light and shadow about a hundred feet high behind him formally took shape, and the facial features became a little clearer.

  Looking carefully, although the facial features are still blurred, one can vaguely tell that it is Liu Yu.

   Only half of the face is covered by the hood of the robe and hood made of blue light, making it appear mysterious and unfathomable.

   After surviving the tribulation of inner demons, Liu Yu naturally mastered this method, using the "Qingyang Nebula" to easily pass through the tribulation of thunder.

  According to the records in the classics, this method is called "Faxiang", "Golden Body", or "Nebula Body" and so on.

   He felt that "Qingyang Nebula" was easier to pronounce, so he called it that.

  With the continuous increase of mana essence and qi and blood essence, the "nebula body" behind Liu Yu continued to grow, and its power and volatility were rising steadily.

   "The strength of this child"

  The moment the cyan light and shadow appeared, a look of shock flashed across He Wangtian's face, as if he had discovered something incredible.

  He watched the blue light and shadow grow stronger, but limited by the rules of the sparring, he couldn't interrupt it at this moment.

  One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

  After five breaths, Liu Yu's "nebula body" grew to one hundred and fifty feet, and He Wangtian's "black sun" expanded to two hundred feet.

  The supernatural powers and powers of both sides have climbed to the peak, but in terms of power alone, the latter is still better.

  The power has reached the strongest, and the agreement that cannot be interrupted no longer exists. He Wangtian immediately moved his hands to control the "black sun" above his head to press towards the opponent.

   "咻咻~"

  Supernatural Ability looks huge, but the speed of "Black Sun" is comparable to lightning.

  In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black light and shot out. At this time, the power had already touched the threshold of the fourth-order high-grade.

   "What a tyrannical power!"

  Facing this attack directly, Liu Yu looked extremely dignified, not daring to underestimate it.

   Immediately, he had a thought.

  Behind, the huge light and shadow pushed forward with both hands, and two blue beams of light shot out from the palms.

   "Boom!!"

  The next moment, two attacks met between the two of them, and the tyrannical power fluctuations erupted immediately, and then swept away in all directions.

  Under the aftermath of the terrifying confrontation, all the winds within a radius of five miles were destroyed, and even a short "vacuum" appeared.

  Black and blue, the aura of the two colors is extremely shining.

   But there was a stalemate for a moment, "Black Sun" still had the absolute upper hand, and continued to move forward with two cyan beams of light, constantly approaching Liu Yu's body.

  At the same time, due to the wearing away of the cyan beam of light, the volume of the "Black Sun" is also shrinking rapidly.

   As for the cyan light and shadow, because Liu Yu can replenish mana energy and blood at any time, his body has never shrunk.

   "Unexpectedly, this son has such a method!"

   Seeing this scene, even He Wangtian's city mansion couldn't help but look a little gloomy.

  However, this result was expected.

  The moment he saw the "Faxiang", he clearly realized that with Qingyang's strength, it was absolutely impossible to defeat him in a short time.

   One ebbs and another, this round of confrontation obviously has no suspense.

  In the end, the "Black Sun" stalled after advancing two miles, and could no longer move forward.

   "It's over."

   Liu Yu's thoughts fell, and the "nebula body" behind him suddenly moved, and the blue beam of light shot out increased by three points again.

   "Boom!!"

   About three miles away, the "black sun" shrunk to eighty feet, was pierced by a blue beam of light.

   Immediately, it lost control and turned into countless black auras that dissipated, leaving only the unfailing icy aura that permeated the space.

   Behind Liu Yu, the cyan light and shadow are astonishingly powerful, still standing proudly.

Who else?

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  PS: I wanted to finish writing the 4D chapter, but I couldn’t hold on anymore, so let’s stop here today

  (end of this chapter)