"stop!"
A tall, thin old man with white hair and white hair and a wrinkled face, who looked to be in his seventies or eighty years old and at the eighth level of Qi Refining, roared angrily.
Among the dozen boys and girls who died, one was his granddaughter.
At his current age, his path to immortality has been cut off, and he has no hope of getting any closer, so he places all his obsession with immortality on his granddaughter who has good spiritual roots.
The death of his granddaughter was like a bolt from the blue to this old man who had lived for more than eighty years.
But the tall, thin old man had a lot of experience after all, and he still retained his sense at this time.
Seeing that the person who took action was none other than the Yuanyang Sect monk, and that he was extremely powerful, he did not step forward to die in vain, nor did he speak rudely out of resentment.
Yuanyang Sect is the overlord of Qingzhou, and it is far beyond the ability of the Huang family to offend him. He must not bring disaster to the family because of his own reasons.
The tall and thin old man looked at Yan Hongyu, Liu Yu and the others with hatred in his eyes, while standing there waiting for the arrival of the clansmen.
But this was just his wishful thinking after all. Yan Hongyu and the other ten foundation-building monks did not stop at all and quickly headed down the mountain to kill.
Under the command of Yue Liang, the city guards dispersed into several small teams and followed behind the ten people.
As soon as the tall and thin old man entered the attack range of the magical weapon, thirty spears came out of his hand in an instant. The spearheads flashed with cold light and stabbed at the old master and the Huang family monks who were approaching him.
"Fellow Taoists of Yuanyang Sect, do you have..."
The tall, thin old man suppressed the heavy grief in his heart and spoke, his voice extremely hoarse.
However, before he could finish speaking, five or six standard spears continued to shoot at him, blocking his unfinished words forever.
These middle-grade spear magic weapons are all made of the same materials by the Yuanyang Sect, and are made by highly accomplished weapon refiners in a unified manner, which greatly reduces the refining cost, but their power is not half weaker than ordinary middle-grade magic weapons.
The tall and thin old man was experienced in martial arts. He quickly took out two magic weapons, one offensive and one defensive, in order to resist and intercept.
But all this is in vain. How can one person resist the joint attack of multiple monks of the same level when their cultivation levels are almost the same?
"Heh~heh~"
The spear pierced the flesh and blood, and the unfinished words could never be uttered.
The old master's eyes are still open, but the breath of life has passed away, and he died together with his dream of immortality.
This round of action went smoothly as expected, killing the master old man and several Huang family monks who gathered towards him, and could not even delay the Yuanyang Sect and his party for half a breath.
All of this happened very quickly. From the time when Guiyuan Zhou landed to when he killed the tall and thin old man, only seven breaths had passed.
The city guards did not show any mercy. They withdrew their magical weapons as they ran and followed the ten foundation-building monks, heading down the mountain two or three feet at a time.
"thump"
As the magic weapon was withdrawn, several corpses fell to the ground without support.
Two breaths later, Liu Yu had arrived at the bodies of the tall, thin old man and the young girl.
In line with the principle of not wasting, he paused briefly, opened his mouth and spit out the Qingyang Demonic Fire, floating on his left hand and burning slowly.
Then he used his right hand to separate out dozens of rays of green flames, flying towards the recently dead corpses.
The green flames fluttered on the corpse, burning it into ashes in less than half a breath, and the flames seemed to burn more vigorously.
Liu Yu shot forward and backward with his left hand, and dozens of wisps of flames quickly flew back to his hand.
"The power has increased a bit, but it is very limited."
Through the close mental connection, Liu Yu instantly understood the extent of the increase in the power of Qingyang Demonic Fire.
If we consider the life and soul energy obtained by burning the alive purple-clothed monks in the early stage of foundation building during the first offensive and defensive battle in Bingliu Spiritual Medicine Garden as "one degree".
Then the energy absorbed by killing the white-bearded old man in the middle stage of foundation building encountered while searching for spiritual grass was only "half a degree".
The energy provided by the twenty Qi Refining monks who died in the Huang family was only about "0.01 degree", which was pitifully little.
On the one hand, life and soul energy are most abundant when a monk is alive, and they will quickly dissipate after death; on the other hand, during the Qi Refining Period, both life and the prototype of the soul are far inferior to those of the foundation-building monks.
As for the Qi Refining Stage monks of the Huang family, not only are their life essences extremely low, they are also dead, and their life and soul energy have been dissipated a lot. Therefore, it is normal for the Qingyang Demonic Fire to absorb even tenths of a degree of energy.
When Yan Hongyu and Li Buong saw Liu Yu's magical power of fire, they looked sideways and looked a little strange.
But he had no special emotions about using corpses to cultivate demonic fire, let alone the "strange" idea of cleaning up the portal.
The five major sects of the Chu State are all neutral sects. No matter what kind of skills they practice, they will not interfere with evil or demonic skills.
He believes that both righteous and evil methods are ways to pursue immortality, but the paths are different and there is no distinction between good and evil in nature.
But there is a premise, that is, you cannot kill mortals wantonly for the sake of practicing evil skills.
Only when the base of mortals is large enough can enough children with spiritual roots be produced to inject fresh blood into the sect.
In the eyes of the sect, mortals are also an indispensable resource and the foundation of the sect's sustainable development, so they naturally do not allow wanton killing.
Of course, if you secretly kill in small batches and are not caught, then the sect will turn a blind eye, but you can't go too far.
Yan Hongyu and Li Buping didn't think there was anything wrong with using corpses to practice magic fire. The sect's rules didn't prohibit it, not to mention that the Huang family monks had nothing to do with them.
But this kind of behavior is indeed disliked by ordinary monks. Liu Yu noticed that several fellow foundation builders frowned slightly, but in the end did not speak.
After two breaths to complete the absorption of energy, Liu Yu accelerated to keep up with the pace of Yan Hongyu and Li Buong, and headed down the mountain.
The monks of the Huang family were avoiding him along the way. Before the city guards could take action, Liu Yu gently blew on the Qingyang Demonic Fire in his hand, blowing down the lanterns.
The light cyan lanterns were glowing with green light. They looked absolutely beautiful and exuded an unsettling aura. They seemed to be drifting towards the monks of the Huang family slowly but surely.
Qingyang Demonic Fire has experienced several growths, but it still has the same mana as it has over the years, and its power is no longer what it used to be.
"Ah~"
The magic weapon sacrificed by the Huang family monks did not last long, and soon it fell to the ground with dim light. The protective shields such as the "Vajra Talisman" were burned like paper, and they could not even stop them for half a breath. .
These ordinary Qi Refining monks were unable to withstand the offensive of Qingyang Demonic Fire. In just a few breaths, their lives were devoured by the flames and turned into fuel for their own growth. They were then recalled by Liu Yu from a long distance away.
Ten foundation-building monks including Yan Hongyu, Liu Yu, and Li Buong went all the way down. Both monks and mortals were killed mercilessly along the way, without allowing them to stop for even a moment.
He walked very fast all the way down, and after walking for nearly fifteen breaths, he stopped for the first time near the mountainside.
