Immortal Mansion Longevity

  Chapter 786 Fellow Daoist, please stay! (8,000-word super chapter please subscribe!)

  The twists and turns of the fighting method, from the beginning to the end, is actually only a dozen or so.

  From the breaking of the "Bright Moon Demon Formation" to the sealing of the Ao Lin demon baby, the whole process did not exceed thirty breaths.

  In the battle between high-level players, if there is no room for room, the outcome will often be decided in an instant.

  Of course, whether one party can keep the other party is another matter.

  Both sides didn't use their full strength, and it was just a process to see and dismantle a move, and such a situation was naturally an exception.

   "嗖嗖~"

  A streak of blue-purple light pierced the night sky, spanning a distance of one or two hundred in a few breaths, passed over the sky of Haoyue Fairy City again, and entered the consciousness range of a true king and a demon king.

  Flying away, Liu Yu looked down.

  In just thirty days, this great gate of the human race, an important node of the Seven Nations Alliance, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

  From a well-ordered and civilized appearance, it has become chaotic.

   As far as the eye can see, there are countless shadows of monsters and birds, and the roars of beasts come and go.

  On the contrary, the figures of the immortal cultivators became scattered, submerged in the surging tide of monsters and beasts.

  Although only thirty or so hours have passed, most of the low-level monks have been killed or injured, and only a few are still struggling.

   But it was difficult for them to find a way forward.

   "Hate hate hate!!!"

  A monk's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of grief and anger, and he let out a deafening roar before dying.

   "Boom!!"

   Immediately, he ignited his mana and blew himself up. In a burst of dazzling aura, he exploded with unprecedented power, and died together with several monsters.

   Immortal cultivators are proud and arrogant. Seeing that there is no hope of survival, how many people are willing to die in the mouth of monsters?

  With the departure of the true king and the demon king, the third-level demon cultivators lost their scruples and surrounded him from all directions.

  The situation of Jindan monks is a little better, and most of them are still alive at this time.

  However, in the face of demon cultivators several times larger than himself, the road to survival is still extremely difficult, and in the end, I don't know how many people can escape with their lives.

  In the night sky, Liu Yu looked down.

  I saw that the aura belonging to the immortal cultivator had dropped from nearly ten thousand to less than one thousand, and it was still disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

  The disappearance of each aura means that a human monk is buried here forever.

  There are only ruins left in the Immortal City, and the surviving cultivators are filled with grief and anger. Every cultivator on the battlefield is struggling.

  The cruelty of the fairy road can be seen from this.

   Look up and down!

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

  After thinking for a while, he still stretched out his right hand, and slapped down the air, emitting a bright blue light.

   wither!

  The blue light shrouded tens of miles, and all the monsters and cultivators who were illuminated had their monster power, consciousness, and strength dropped by several tenths, and their strength was weakened in all directions.

   Immortal cultivators are not affected by this.

   If he was in the Golden Core realm, Liu Yu would naturally not be able to do such fine manipulation.

  But as he reached the Nascent Soul realm, he became more aware of Dao marks and natal supernatural powers, and was able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy on a large scale.

  The "withering" of supernatural powers involves the level of rules. Even Nascent Soul Transformation God cannot effectively resist this kind of blow from a higher level, and no monster or demon cultivator can be exempted.

  Countless monsters' strengths plummeted by tens of thousands immediately, which gave the cultivators a chance to survive.

   With a flash in his eyes, Liu Yu shot again.

  He took out the sunset golden rainbow gun, and with a random flick of the gun body, dozens of dark golden gun lights were emitted.

  The power of each dark golden gun light is no less than that of the third-level top-level spells. Naturally, it will not pose a danger to the real king and demon king, but it is enough to deal with miscellaneous fish below the fourth level.

   "Boom"

  As the gun light fell, a dozen demon cultivators and hundreds of monsters died instantly.

  This kind of blow from a higher level is completely irresistible, and only a few demon cultivators survived by chance.

   "It's True Monarch Qingyang!"

   Seeing a Nascent Soul cultivator make a move, the surviving cultivators were refreshed, as if they saw hope again.

  Many monks took this opportunity to muster up all their strength to kill the beast horde.

"about there."

   As soon as this thought flashed through, Liu Yu escaped from Haoyue Immortal City without a moment's pause.

  Even if some demon cultivators survived the blow just now, even if hundreds of monks were still in dire straits, he had no intention of continuing to attack.

   During the battlefield period, Nascent Soul monks can of course slaughter low-level monsters at will, and the fourth-level monster king can also hunt and kill low-level monks at will.

  If this continues, both parties will suffer heavy losses, so a tacit agreement has been reached long ago.

  Of course the situation is chaotic now, one or two attacks are not counted as shots

  But if Liu Yu continues to make moves, it will be a bit of a blatant breach of the agreement.

  So one magical power, one attack, no matter what the result is, it will not continue.

  Although he is not guarding the true monarch, saving these monks will not affect himself.

   But on the other hand, if you intervene with one or two hits, it will not affect itself.

   He will!

  In any case, Liu Yu is always a human monk, and naturally sits firmly on the side of the human race.

  As long as it doesn't affect myself, I don't mind doing it casually.

   And it’s easier to remember because it’s timely.

   Those monks who survived in the end will more or less remember this shot in their hearts, which will help increase their positive reputation.

  The greater the reputation, the greater the influence, which is equivalent to the growth of "soft power".

  With Liu Yu's strength, if he made a move from the beginning, perhaps the current tragedy could be avoided.

   But still the same sentence, giving charcoal in a timely manner is more important!

  He is not a gentleman. If it really does not benefit him at all, even if it is just a matter of convenience, he may not be happy.

   Of course, choose the way to maximize the benefits.

  Many monks were about to fall in this battle, but with Liu Yu's attack, they might be able to find a glimmer of life and rewrite their fate towards death.

   At least the chance of survival is greater, isn't it?

   Win-win!

   "嗖嗖~"

  In the night sky, Liu Yu pushed the ancient treasure "Purple Lightning Cloak" with all his strength, and quickly disappeared into the consciousness of the monks and demon cultivators in the fairy city.

  …

   "This human cultivator appeared at this time, why is the demon king Ao Lin missing?"

  Spiritual awareness noticed Liu Yu, and the Black Bear Demon King flashed this thought, and his face instantly became dignified.

  He let go of his spiritual sense, and carefully scanned the radius of more than 400 miles, but he still didn't see the slightest shadow of Ao Lin.

  An astonishing guess gradually came to mind.

   It is naturally impossible for the majestic demon king to disappear suddenly. There must be a reason for his disappearance at this time.

  After all the possibilities are ruled out, no matter how bizarre the last possibility is, there is a high probability that it is the truth of the matter.

   "Could it be that this human monk, General Ao Lin"

  During the battle, the Black Bear Demon King made a bold guess, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

   But immediately, thinking that the dead were only "heterogeneous", his eyes instantly returned to calm.

   It's just that there is some deep fear in my heart towards this human monk.

   "Qingyangzi?"

   "Astonishing strength, but restrained freely, this person may be in the future"

  Tong Kongzhao, the old monk saw the tricks, and the black bear demon king swept across the blue and purple light, frowning slightly.

  On the other side, seeing only Liu Yu's escaping light appearing, a bit of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Fire Sparrow Demon King.

   Immediately, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Poison Jiao Ao Lin died in this way, and at the hands of human monks, no one could fault it.

  At first, I just wanted to give it a try, and there was nothing to lose anyway, but unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains.

   "At the beginning of his promotion, he can kill Ao Lin. This person needs to be paid attention to."

  Thinking in this way, the Fire Sparrow Demon King had a very high opinion of Liu Yu in his heart.

   "Two fellow daoists, please delay the two demon kings for a while, and give Liu some time to rescue."

   "Otherwise, if Fellow Daoist Mo Mei has an accident, my reward for waiting will be in vain, and these ten years will be wasted."

  During the flight, through Huangmei and Kongzhao, Liu Yu explained the pros and cons through voice transmission.

   "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Qingyang, I can hold on for a while, please catch up with Fellow Daoist Mo Mei as soon as possible."

  Related to their respective fundamental interests, Huang Mei and Kong Zhao readily agreed.

   Even though the fighting might be huge, in fact, neither of the two sides exerted their full strength.

  Different from Ao Lin, he is eager to prove himself.

  After the initial trial, after realizing that they could not defeat the two in a short time, the two demon kings completely gave up on a certain aspect of their minds.

  After all, Haoyue Immortal City is close to the human race area, if it cannot be taken in a short time, human reinforcements will arrive soon.

   At that time, maybe you will put yourself in danger.

  In this way, the key to whether the strategic goal can be achieved is not here.

   Naturally, there is no need to fight to the death, and it is enough for the two parties to go through a cutscene and get involved with each other.

   "Don't worry, both of you, Liu will protect fellow Taoist Momei!"

  Spiritual consciousness transmitted sound, Liu Yu made a strong promise, and disappeared into the spiritual consciousness of the two of them after speaking.

   As for Huang Mei and Kong Zhao in the fight, Xinhu could not calm down for a long time.

  The demon king Ao Lin suddenly "disappeared". Thinking of Qing Yangzi's true strength, the two were shocked.

   This is the fourth-order demon king, and he has the blood of a dragon!

   Guessed that Qingyang was hiding his strength, but he didn't expect this guy to hide so much!

  …

  Under the blessing of the purple lightning cloak, Liu Yu's average escape speed has jumped from a little faster than ordinary true monarchs to 7,800 miles per hour, comparable to a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

   "嗖嗖~"

  Based on the remnants of the battle between True Monarch Momei and the Black Flood Dragon Demon King, he flew away at full speed along the way.

  In the state of explosion, within twenty breaths, you will escape thousands of miles.

  The Immortal City of Haoyue completely disappeared from sight, and the boundless hordes of beasts also disappeared.

  Wherever the spiritual consciousness passed by, monks could be seen escaping from time to time, and they all fled into the distance with panic on their faces.

  Obviously four-level fighting skills, these low-level monks did not dare to step in, sensing the strong and strong demonic aura, they didn't even have the idea of ​​watching.

   "Flying away while fighting, the speed of one person and one monster can't reach the normal state, and the distance will not be too far at this time."

   "It won't be long before we should be able to catch up."

   Ignoring the low-level monks he met, Liu Yu's eyes lit up with blue aura, and this thought flashed through him.

  Hurrying to hunt down Mo Mei, the Black Flood Dragon Demon King is naturally unable to be thorough and has no time to deal with the traces left behind.

  In the field of vision of "Eye of the Stars", the evil spirit permeating the space is as conspicuous as a guiding light, pointing out the direction for Liu Yu to move forward.

   The continuous stream of demonic energy is in a continuous state, like a winding road.

   "嗖嗖~"

   Qingzi Dunguang flew along this "road", crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant.

"Um?"

  Following the correct path, Liu Yu flew away for about ten breaths again, and sensed a wave of fighting skills.

  As the distance gets closer, the induction in the spiritual sense becomes clearer, and the strength of fighting skills has indeed reached the fourth level.

  The fourth-order fighting skills are very dynamic, and the violent spiritual fluctuations are as conspicuous as a bright light in the night sky.

  Even hundreds of miles away, beings of the same level can detect it.

   "The battlefield is about five or six hundred miles away."

   "As expected, it should be Mo Mei and Hei Jiao."

   Seeing this, Liu Yu was determined that at least ten years would not be wasted.

  But soon, he frowned.

  Just because of the spiritual sense, another strange monk's breath appeared in front of him, and the strength of its spiritual pressure reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

   "Cultivated in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it won't be Wu Changchun who left first."

   "From this point of view, it's either Mo Mei's reinforcements, or someone arranged by Nangongtian."

   "Nangongtian has a mission to guard a fortress that is much more important than Haoyue Fairy City. It is impossible for him to come and kill Mo Mei in person."

   "Otherwise, even if he is a great cultivator, if he ignores the interests of the entire human race, he will also receive a thunderous blow from the Seven Kingdoms."

   "So don't worry, he will be there in person."

   "As long as the big monk doesn't come in person, with my current strength, it won't be a problem to "save" Mo Mei."

   "However, to be cautious, it is better to observe the situation secretly."

  Thinking about this, Liu Yu slightly lowered his escape speed, restraining his spiritual pressure and mana breath.

  At the same time, with a movement of consciousness, an "invisible wall" is built around the body, wrapping itself in it, and disappearing out of thin air at the level of consciousness and matter.

  With his current mastery of soul, as long as he doesn't have any special secret skills and talents, it would be difficult for the true king and demon king to find it with a glance of his spiritual sense in the middle stage.

   Compared with Yuanshen attainments, Liu Yu's concealment methods at the material level are still a little behind.

   If it is close at hand, even if the spiritual sense cannot detect the abnormality, it will be sensed by the keen sense.

   When flying and fleeing, after all, there are subtle aura fluctuations.

  But as long as you don't enter within two hundred miles, and you don't "see" with your own eyes, you won't be noticed under normal circumstances.

  The range of Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness is more than three hundred and forty miles. It is entirely possible to observe the situation clearly from a distance before deciding on the next action.

   "咻~"

  A breeze blew by, he exited the explosive state, and approached the battlefield silently.

  Five hundred miles, four hundred miles, three hundred miles

  Liu Yu was silent, without the real king and demon king noticing, he spent ten breaths to enter the battlefield for three hundred miles.

  Being cautious, he stopped advancing at two hundred and eighty miles.

  Spiritual consciousness spread out quietly, and everything within hundreds of miles ahead was as clear as lines on a palm.

   At this time, Liu Yu finally saw the situation on the battlefield clearly.

  High in the sky, three fourth-order spiritual pressures fought fiercely. The roar of fighting skills spread throughout the mountains, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently for tens of miles around.

  At this time, Mo Mei's condition is not very good.

  The middle stage of the fourth-order black dragon is blocking the rear, and a mid-stage true monarch is blocking the front.

  One front, one back, to prevent this woman from continuing to escape, she had no choice but to fight and delay the time.

  The besieged middle-stage True Monarch was wearing a very popular sky-blue robe, with a white mask on his face that could prevent the detection of spiritual consciousness.

   Not only the eyes are not exposed, but there is not even a little iconic feature on the whole body, obviously he has some concerns and does not want to reveal his true identity.

  Compared to other true monarchs, Mo Mei is not good at fighting skills.

  At this time, under the siege of two of the same rank, the situation is already precarious, to the point of being very dangerous.

   Fortunately, the time of the siege was short, and in addition to her wealth, she was able to rely on one-time expendable means such as talismans to safely save her life.

   "But at the fourth level, all kinds of immortal cultivation resources are even rarer, and one-time means such as magic charms are no exception."

   "Even if the net worth is rich, it is impossible to reserve too much. It must have consumed a lot in order to escape along the way."

   "It seems that I can't stand by for too long."

   Observing the situation clearly, various thoughts flashed in Liu Yu's mind.

   In order to prevent Nangongtian from making arrangements, he carefully scanned the radius of three hundred and forty miles with his spiritual sense.

   After confirming that there are no other true monarchs and demon kings, they continue to approach the battlefield step by step.

  After counting breaths, Liu Yu gradually approached the battlefield two hundred miles away.

   "If Momei is alone, facing two peers who are stronger than her own, it will be more or less unfortunate."

   "But if you take action yourself and restrain one of them, the situation will improve immediately."

   "One-on-one, even if this woman's strength is much worse, it is very easy to save her life."

   "Not to mention being in a human race area, Hei Jiao Aohai dare not stay too long."

   "If you can't do anything, this monster will definitely retreat immediately and give up this action."

   "So as long as you show up, if there are no accidents, the Momei crisis can be resolved quickly."

   Thoughts flashed one after another, and he stayed at the two hundred-mile boundary.

  I already have a clear judgment on the situation in my heart, so my mood is very peaceful at this time.

   Observing the fight between the two and one monster from a distance, Liu Yu didn't intend to show up immediately.

  Without him, saving Momei is just a process, and getting Dan Fang is the ultimate goal.

  In this case, the weaker the woman's strength, the better, so that it is in her best interest.

   "No hurry, no hurry."

   "Looking at the situation of this woman, there should be some means such as talismans, and I can support it for a while."

  Two hundred miles away, Liu Yu stopped flying and observed calmly and silently.

   After all, no matter how bad Mo Mei is at fighting, that is relatively speaking.

   After all, he is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. If he does not use the Ruinous Sword, it will not be an easy task to capture him with his current strength.

   It is better to let one person and one demon continue to weaken their strength.

  In today's world of cultivating immortals, there are no simple people who can achieve Nascent Soul.

   At this time, Liu Yu dare not underestimate the heroes of the world!

  …

  Two hundred miles away in the sky, Mo Mei was very embarrassed at this moment.

  Heijiao Aohai is a powerful monster, transformed into a human form with undiminished power, and his gestures contain abundant divine power.

   It's a pity that it can be used directly with magical powers, or it may be a real treasure.

  The monster swung its huge iron fist and swung heavily at the oncoming golden giant sword, and immediately there was a piercing and unpleasant sound of gold and iron.

   "Ding~!"

  Terrifying power erupted, and countless sparks shot out at the confrontation.

  After the blow, the imposing golden giant sword retreated about ten feet, obviously falling into the wind.

   On the other hand, there was only a white mark left on Ao Hai Iron Fist, without any injuries.

"boom"

  This monster is as imposing as a rainbow, and with another punch, it directly smashes the fourth-order spell inspired by a magic talisman.

  Then, with a flash, she approached Mo Mei's body very quickly.

   On the other side, the white-faced True Monarch wearing a white mask puts even more pressure on him.

  This person is urging a blue ice sword true treasure, which contains ice power that seems to be able to freeze the soul. Countless tiny ice crystals dance around, and even the breeze becomes cold and biting.

  Every blow of the ice sword real treasure affected Mo Mei's mind, and she could barely resist it with a piece of Yuruyi ancient treasure.

  The white-faced True Lord's attack, this woman has to go all out to deal with it, and at this moment, cold sweat is dripping on her face.

  Although they are all in the mid-term, the gap between them is not small.

  If the Nascent Soul Realm is also divided into nine levels, then Momei is on the fourth level of the Nascent Soul, and Heijiao Aohai is on the fifth level.

  While the White Faced True Monarch Yuanying has the highest cultivation level on the sixth level, and is only a thin line away from the later stage, so the power of every move is the most powerful.

  As time goes by, the space for Mo Mei Teng's transfer is gradually compressed, and various means are also rapidly consumed, making the situation more and more difficult.

   "Nan Gongyue, since this has already been done, why bother to cover it up?"

   "Your Nangong family has an affair with the demon clan, is it true that you are not afraid of being pursued by the alliance?!"

  During the fierce fighting, Mo Mei asked sharply.

  Although the other party covered his face and intentionally changed his mana breath, he hadn't used his natal treasure yet.

  But as an "old friend" who has loved and killed each other for hundreds of years, she has insight into the clues and still sees through the identity of the other party.

  Nan Gongyue, who was at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, was born in the Nangong family of Xuanbing Palace, and is the sister of the great monk Nangongtian.

  It is an ice-attribute alien spirit root, and it has a mid-term peak state, and its strength is extremely powerful.

  Compared to True Monarch Huangmei, he is even better than him!

  Looking at the entire Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World, they are all very famous.

  “.”

  Faced with Mo Mei's questioning, Nan Gongyue didn't have the slightest intention to respond, and the attack became more and more violent without saying a word.

   "ding ding ding"

  Ice shards danced in the night sky, and the roar of Zhenbao spells continued continuously.

  Suddenly, under the siege of a human and a demon, Mo Mei slipped into the abyss of death step by step.

  However, she is Yuanying Zhenjun after all. During her hundreds of years of cultivation career, she has encountered several life and death crises.

  So even though the situation was very difficult, I was not too flustered.

  The woman remained calm, and tried her best to delay the time with the two peers, hoping to wait for a chance to emerge.

   With one against two, the three real kings and demon kings collided with each other at high intensity, and they had to fight hundreds of times or more every breath.

  As the cultivation level increases, the monk's senses will become more acute, he will be able to clearly feel the passage of time, and his reaction speed will become faster and faster.

  In the same time, more things can be done.

  For mortals, one breath is just one breath, but for Jindan Daoist, one breath may be "ten breaths".

  The same amount of time is undoubtedly longer in the eyes of the real king and demon king, and they can fully use it to make many actions.

  So every breath, Mo Mei has to face one or two hundred attacks from Nangong Yue and Hei Jiao Aohai. One can imagine how fierce this battle is.

  One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

  Time passed slowly, and another ten breaths passed quickly.

  Mo Mei has little left to do, and gradually enters a situation where her life is hanging by a thread, and she may be killed by a single blow at any time.

   Chased and intercepted from both sides, even if her Nascent Soul is out of her body, there is very little hope of escaping and ascending to heaven.

  …

   "This level should be almost the same."

  Seeing this, seeing that Mo Mei is indeed at the end of her rope, Liu Yu flashed the idea.

  Spiritual consciousness covered a radius of three hundred and forty miles, and once again confirmed that there were no other people of the same level, he decided to rescue him now.

  Guan Nangongyue and Ao Hai did not leave any room in their attack, it doesn't look like they want to capture Mo Mei alive.

  Too much pursuit of the limit, if Mo Mei accidentally dies, then these ten years will be in vain.

   "嗖嗖~"

  Thinking in this way, Liu Yu no longer concealed his own existence, and suddenly released a breath of spiritual pressure, turning into a purple escaping light and approaching the battlefield extremely quickly.

   "Liu is late, please forgive me!"

  During the flight, he used the sound channel spell, and the loud voice spread across the mountains.

   "Friend Qingyang?"

   "The arrival of a fellow Taoist is like rain after a long drought. It's never too late!"

  Life is hanging by a thread, Mo Mei's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, when she suddenly heard Liu Yu's voice, her eyes revealed ecstasy.

   Immediately, she responded enthusiastically, as if seeing a savior approaching rapidly.

"Um?!"

   Perceiving the appearance of a strange Yuanying spiritual pressure, Nan Gongyue and Ao Hai were slightly startled, and their spiritual sense immediately swept north.

   When he observed that the person who came was just a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he relaxed a little.

  Although the initial Yuanying threat was minimal, under the white mask, Nangongyue's face was still quite gloomy.

  Many people mean variables, and the person who comes is Mo Mei's helper, which means that the idea of ​​killing quickly has failed.

   However, she has carefully prepared a game, and this woman does not want to give up, but wants to try again.

   "Friends of the Moon"

  At this time, Hei Jiao Aohai's consciousness transmitted sound.

  Seeing that a Nascent Soul cultivator appeared, the hope of killing Mo Mei quickly was extremely slim, and he already planned to give up this operation.

   It's just an exchange of benefits, and of course it's not worth risking your life for it.

  This is the territory of the human race after all, and a human Nascent Soul may arrive at any time, so Ao Hai has to be more cautious.

  Hearing the words, Nan Gongyue's heart moved, and she wanted to use her spiritual consciousness to persuade her helper, but her complexion suddenly changed.

  Only because of the power of the spiritual pressure of the person who came, it is still climbing rapidly!

  Spiritual consciousness glanced over, and saw countless two-color spiritual lights rising from Qingyang's burly body

  Deep blue and dark red auras intertwined, and in less than a tenth of an instant, a huge, blurred blue light and shadow formed behind him.

  When the cyan light and shadow took shape, the power and influence reached the level comparable to that of a mid-term monk.

   "With such a powerful figure, it seems that the rumors are not exaggerated."

  Under the white mask, Nan Gongyue sighed softly.

  Looking at the astonishingly powerful Faxiang, she knew that this operation would end in failure after all.

   "Qingyang Nebula!!"

  Fajue was played, Liu Yu's right arm was slightly bent, and his palm was suddenly clenched into a fist.

  In an instant, the one hundred and sixty-foot-high nebula body condensed into shape.

   It is worth mentioning that, because there were too many people at this time, in order to avoid exposing the means of manipulating the aura of heaven and earth, he did not amplify the "Qingyang Nebula" with aura.

  So the power of the nebular body at this time is slightly inferior to that when it killed Ao Lin.

   "嗖~"

  Broke with all his strength and broke through the air. In just about two breaths, Liu Yu entered the battlefield within a hundred miles.

   At the same time, the huge nebular body behind it moved its hands, and two dark blue beams of light whose power reached the fourth-level mid-level blasted out.

   "Boom~"

  The target was directed at Nangong Yue, who was attacking violently and trying to kill her at the last moment.

  Hearing Mo Mei's words, he naturally knew the identity of this person, and also understood the intensity of her killing intent.

   In order to prevent the bamboo basket from fetching water in vain, it is natural to prevent him from continuing to make shots.

   "It's a failure~"

  Faced with this level of attack, Nan Gongyue couldn't ignore it, so she could only slow down her attack on Mo Mei.

   She pinched the magic formula, a light blue aura lit up her fingertips, and she tapped lightly in front of her body.

  Breaking the cold air on the seven sides, the crystal clear diamond-shaped shield instantly condensed into a shape to block the front of the body.

   "Boom boom!!"

  The next moment, the deep blue beam of light crashed onto the thin diamond-shaped shield.

   "Zizi"

  Ice and fire mingled, countless mist rose up, and the spiritual power of the two attributes nirvanized each other.

  Finally, at the cost of two shields, the dark blue beam of light was easily blocked.

   Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyelids jumped.

   "This person is so powerful."

   "Even without the help of Demon King Ao Hai, it is only a matter of time before Mo Mei can be defeated, and it is still possible to kill her."

   "This kind of strength should be regarded as the strongest group among the middle-term true kings. No wonder they were sent by Nangongtian to intercept and kill Mo Mei."

   "At present, even if I use the Qingyang Nebula, I'm afraid I can only compete a little bit."

  "If you want to defeat it, you must use all means except the sword of ruin, and it is impossible to stay."

   In his heart, he silently compared the strength of the two sides, and had no choice but to admit the reality.

   After all, compared to other True Monarchs, I am too young.

   "But at this time, there is no need to fight hard with Nangong Yue, just involve this person."

   Thoughts flashed, Liu Yu repeatedly pinched out the tricks, and a shadow of a dark golden spear appeared in the hands of Nebula Body.

   "咻咻~"

  In an instant, more than twenty dark golden gun lights pierced the sky.

  The power of each spear light is comparable to a low-level fourth-level spell, shooting at Nangongyue from a tricky angle.

   It's not about killing, it's just to restrain this person's energy so that he can't continue to attack Momei.

   "Boom Boom Boom"

  The real treasure of the blue ice sword flickered, and under Nangongyue's control, it easily scattered the spear lights.

  Even if the plan failed, there was no extra emotion on this woman's face, like the eternal ice.

  It's just a pair of icy eyes, flickering with thinking.

   Afraid of this person's strength, Liu Yu cautiously controlled the "Qingyang Nebula" to attack ninety miles away, but his body stopped moving forward.

  This distance is very subtle, advance and retreat can be defensive, and accidents can be dealt with in time.

   "Ding Ding~"

   "crack"

   Two people against two people, the two sides clashed fiercely, and in a blink of an eye, three or four breaths passed.

  During the process, Mo Mei spoke wittily, emphasizing the threat on the human territory, trying to make Ao Hai retreat.

   "Fellow Daoist Yue, please forgive me for not being able to accompany me to the end!"

   Seeing that the person who came was not weak and could no longer accomplish the goal, the demon king Ao Hai understood Mo Mei's intentions, but still chose to retreat.

  Transmitting the sound to Nangongyue, he quickly turned into a black ray of light and fled towards the north of Haoyue Fairy City.

   "嗖嗖~"

  As the monster left the stage, the atmosphere in the field instantly became subtle.

"pity."

   Nangong Yue murmured in her heart.

  Under the mask, she took a deep look at Liu Yu, as if she wanted to remember this guy who spoiled her good deeds.

   Immediately without saying a word, he chose a direction at random to escape.

  …

  In just a short breath, one demon and one person left one after another, leaving only two people in the night sky, and the roar gradually disappeared.

   "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Qingyang for arriving in time!"

   "The grace of saving my life is unforgettable for a lifetime!"

  Escaping from the verge of falling, Mo Mei's thank you is very sincere from the bottom of her heart.

   "According to the agreement, this is Liu's responsibility, and you don't need to be so polite."

  Holding his hands away, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Liu Yu's mouth.

   After getting through the crisis, Mo Mei still had lingering fears, but she didn't notice the strangeness of this smile.

  Thank you again, she felt very insecure in her heart, and she started to run her mana after saying hello.

  I want to go to the nearest fairy city, and then return to Wuxingguan to rest.

  However, at the moment the woman turned around, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

   This sensitive moment is full of danger.

   "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

  Under the night sky, Liu Yu smiled brightly, and his black robe fluttered in the wind.

  Those dark pupils shone with rational luster!

  Hearing this, Mo Mei subconsciously paused, followed by a tremor in her heart.

   At this time, she suddenly realized that the other party hadn't put away the photo!

  (end of this chapter)