"This is a failure?!"
Looking at the Holy Fire Sword missing its tip, Liu Yu's heart was shaken.
It feels incredible, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense, but regret is inevitable.
If an existence like Lingbao, which could destroy the heaven and earth, could be easily refined, then the world would have been in chaos long ago.
The seven people once again set foot on the central floating island and looked at the damaged Holy Fire Sword. They felt eerily quiet for a moment.
"Why is this?!"
Looking at the broken sword blade blankly, Tang Tianbao's eyes were slightly red and he felt very uneasy.
The dignified monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment actually had a look of disappointment on his face. You can imagine how much this incident had affected him.
"..."
In this situation, Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen and others also looked heavy and felt very low.
Although they do not have as heavy a mission as Tang Tianbao, their feelings for the sect are not fake at all and they can completely empathize with them.
Looking at the failed refining of the Holy Fire Sword, Liu Yu's heart moved as she recovered from a series of accidents.
"If the refining fails, it may not be a bad thing for you."
This thought flashed through his mind.
The power of the spirit treasure is so powerful that it can destroy the heaven and the earth. The Nascent Soul cultivator has many restrictions on how to use it. He can only exert a very small part of his power, and it is even more difficult to use it continuously.
Only when you reach the state of becoming a god can you activate the spirit treasure more easily.
If the holy fire sword is successfully refined, even if Liu Yu reaches the golden elixir realm, he still cannot activate it, let alone refine it.
For a long time, it was no different than not getting it.
But at present, the refining has failed. The Holy Fire Sword is still at the level of a magic weapon, but its power exceeds that of a real magic weapon. This may not be a good thing.
If this sword can be obtained, it can be refined into a golden elixir in the future. Even if it can only exert part of its power, it will still be a powerful trump card.
With the power of this sword, it is easy to conquer the realm of golden elixir!
Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt hot in her heart, but she didn't show anything strange on her face, so she suppressed it for the time being.
…
The sea of fire burned raging, and the fragments of the floating island continued to fall with sand and rocks, causing ripples and waves on the surface of the magma lake.
"Have three thousand years of hard work finally come to naught?!"
"In order to refine this sword, the mountain gate was destroyed, and countless members of the sect were killed and injured. As a result, the sect was unable to recover."
"Grandmaster, your choice back then may have been wrong."
"This disciple is incompetent and cannot bear the responsibility of ZTE!!"
Tang Tianbao murmured, with self-blame and pain in his words.
There was a trace of doubt about the correctness of True Lord Tianhuo'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 the sword.
The other six people followed closely and also walked towards the small pit where the Holy Fire Sword fell.
magic weapon!
Such a familiar vocabulary, for Foundation Establishment monks, they often hear it.
But most monks have seen it only a handful of times.
So familiar, so far away, yet so strange!
Now that they have the opportunity to come into contact with it, even if they have no idea of taking it as their own, everyone wants to take a closer look and even touch it with their own hands.
"If the "traitors" of the Holy Fire Cult want to take action, now is the best time."
With this thought flashing through his mind, Liu Yu secretly paid attention to the movements of the people around him.
He noticed that Zhou Ziwen's eyes flickered and he slowly touched the storage bag with one hand.
Uncle Yang, Zishan and other congregants were all focused on the Holy Fire Sword, so they didn't pay attention to this person's small movements.
"Fish in troubled waters."
"Watch the fire from the other side."
All signs indicated that Zhou Ziwen was most likely a traitor, but Liu Yu had no intention of warning him.
It would be in his best interest for both parties to lose.
"tread"
As Liu Yu watched, Tang Tianbao came to the small pit and was about to bend down to pick up the Holy Fire Sword.
One of Zhou Ziwen's hands was already pressed on the storage bag.
The magic power in the meridians was secretly circulating, and the two spiritual weapons, the Molten Knife and the Red Flame Tower, were connected in the mind. There seemed to be cyan fire jumping in Liu Yu's dark pupils.
He is ready to use all his strength. Once there is a fight later, he will act according to the situation and adapt immediately, and he is ready to inflict heavy damage on the monks of the Holy Fire Cult!
On the eve of getting ready to take action, time seems to be extremely slow.
Bending slightly, Tang Tianbao's hand slowly moved toward the Holy Fire Sword. The distance was getting closer and he was about to get it!
"Clang"
A flash of cold light suddenly appeared among the lightning and flint, and shot towards Tang Tianbao with lightning speed.
In Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness, a strong murderous intention suddenly appeared, and he no longer meant to hide it.
The one who took action was none other than Zhou Ziwen!
The distance between the two was less than two feet. Being attacked at such a short distance, most monks had no time to react.
Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness always pays attention to everyone and detects them as soon as they take action. However, in order to reap the benefits of others, he chooses to pretend to be indifferent.
If such a precious magic weapon is finally captured, there will definitely be no news about it.
Otherwise, it will definitely be a disaster, and even hiding in the sect will be useless.
Maybe the ones who took action were those usually "amiable" uncles and uncles.
If he carries the Holy Fire Sword magic weapon, even if he has the sect as his backer, Liu Yu still can't rest assured and can't leak any information.
Therefore, all the monks present must not leave a single person alive!
He never puts his own safety on the promises of others, and he never tests human nature!
In the hearts of those who cultivate immortality, they pretend that the whole world is corrupt!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and surging murderous intent surged in her chest, but she did not show any trace of it.
His eyes suddenly became sharp and then gradually calmed down.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
The spiritual sense of the foundation-building monk was already sharp enough. Just as Tang Tianbao's palm was about to touch the Holy Fire Sword, he felt a sudden murderous intention behind him.
"not good!"
He suddenly thought of the traitor who leaked the news about the secret realm, his eyes showed horror, and a mana shield instantly appeared around him.
However, the distance between the two was too close, and there was no time to do more in such a short period of time.
Tang Tianbao suddenly turned around. The black knife driven by Zhou Ziwen shone coldly and was already close at hand.
The black knife is a top-quality spiritual weapon. With the foundation-building monk's basic mana shield, it is almost impossible to resist it. Death seems 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 about to burst, but deep reluctance and regret arose in his heart.
He can't die!
"What will happen to the Holy Religion if I die?!"
Tang Tianbao flashed this idea.
He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that the inheritance of the Holy Religion would be lost.
The sect has been weakened to the extreme, and there really cannot be any surprises!
Thinking of the fallen elders, the regrets of the saints of the past generations, and the mission he shouldered, Tang Tianbao felt extremely unwilling!
At the critical moment of life and death, time seemed to slow down, and many past memories flashed through his mind.
"No!!!"
With a roar, Uncle Yang had experienced countless dangers at his age and was the first to react due to his rich experience.
At the critical moment, he stepped forward regardless of the situation.
I don't know what method was used, but he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Tianbao, holding up a bloody light curtain with his hands.
But obviously, this secret technique is extremely draining of vitality, and the cost of using it is extremely serious.
After the teleportation, Uncle Yang's aura and spiritual pressure were rapidly weakening, and his wrinkled face became even older!
"Haha~"
Zhou Ziwen's usually stern face showed a low and cruel smile, and an extremely crazy look flashed in his eyes, with no intention of stopping.
At the same time as he took action, the spiritual pressure around his body rose rapidly, and was on par with Tang Tianbao.
The pinnacle of foundation building!
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ziwen planned everything. While controlling the black knife and spiritual weapon, he also took out a stack of second-level talismans.
Quickly stimulated, it turned into second-level spells and shot towards Zishan, Liu Yu and others.
"Netherworld Black Wind Technique", "Kui Shui Thunder Technique" and "Golden Wind Dispersing Technique"
The black wind, the shocking black thunder, the bone-eroding golden wind...
In an instant, the second-level talismans were activated and transformed into astonishingly powerful spells of various attributes that swept towards everyone.
"Uncle Yang!"
"Get out of the way!"
Looking at the figure blocking him, Tang Tianbao's eyes were about to burst, and a feeling of emotion instantly filled his chest.
He realized something and immediately sent a message.
In this deceitful world of immortality, this kind of self-sacrifice feeling is particularly precious!
The old man and the believers in front of him have paid too much for the sect and should enjoy their old age in peace.
"..."
However, when Uncle Yang received the message, he only smiled at the corner of his mouth and had no intention of moving at all!
The reaction speed of a foundation-building monk is far faster than that of ordinary people, and he can do more things in the same time.
The series of reactions from everyone actually lasted only two seconds.
"Bang"
The black knife turned into cold light and hit Uncle Yang head-on to hold up the bloody light curtain.
Like broken glass, the bloody light curtain company only lasted for a moment before being broken by a single blow.
The black knife did not stop, and under Tang Tianbao's disbelieving gaze, it passed through Uncle Yang's chest, leaving a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
When death came, a look of complexity and reminiscence flashed across Uncle Yang's face, and then he lost his expression.
It is not surprising that this situation occurs. Zhou Ziwen is at the pinnacle of foundation building, and he has been preparing for a long time. The black knife is still the best spiritual weapon. No foundation building monk can underestimate him with a full blow.
Although Uncle Yang is also at the peak of foundation building, he is old and his strength is already declining.
Moreover, the time is too urgent, even if the secret technique of self-destruction is used, not much strength can be exerted.
However, with the moment he 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 weapon be able to withstand Zhou Ziwen's full blow.
"Bang"
There was a dull roar, and in the midst of lightning and flint, the black knife struck the red round shield, and even the shield and the people were knocked away.
However, with the buffer, Tang Tianbao finally did not lose his life, but was seriously injured.
"puff"
After flying more than twenty feet and landing on the ground, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest was already bloody and bloody.
Without any time to think about it, Tang Tianbao immediately took out a healing elixir and swallowed it before looking towards Uncle Yang.
From his angle, he could only see Uncle Yang's back, and through the bowl-sized hole in his chest, he could see Zhou Ziwen's sneering and crazy face.
"thump"
Blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth and chest. The veteran of the Holy Fire Cult fell to the ground with a plop, his life flowing away rapidly.
The blood slowly flowed, following the natural path, and ended up on the holy fire sword at the bottom of the pit, adding an unknown color to this "holy sword".
One died and the other was seriously injured, and the others were temporarily blocked by spells and could not be stopped.
Zhou Ziwen moved and quickly rushed to the small pit. Regardless of the blood that had not yet cooled down, he grabbed the Holy Fire Sword in his hand.
As soon as he thought about it, he wanted to put the sword into his storage bag.
But I don’t know why, but I haven’t been able to succeed for a long time. I tried several times in a row but failed.
There is no time to think too much, otherwise Tang Tianbao and others will react and besiege him, and the end will be disastrous!
Zhou Ziwen made a quick decision and retreated away from the central fragment, obviously trying to rush to the exit to escape.
A series of confrontations occurred within a breath of time.
At this time, the black thunder triggered by the talisman was still blocked by the blue shield held up by Liu Yu.
"Zi Zi"
The shield held up by the body cultivation mana with the characteristics of star power has a very impressive defensive power when used with full strength. Even the second-level high-grade Guishui Divine Thunder cannot break through it immediately.
With a mixture of shock and anger on his face, but actually calm as water in his heart, Liu Yu dealt with this thunder attribute spell with ease.
"good chance."
"Do you want to take action now?"
Always observing the movements in the field, Liu Yu saw through Zhou Ziwen's course of action at a glance, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
The opponent's only way to the third-level exit of the secret realm is only 18 or 18 feet away from him.
At this distance, if one uses the Shining Secret Technique and suddenly appears in front of him, there is a high possibility that he will kill him with one hit without intending to do so.
"This person knows a lot of information."
"From this point of view, it is likely that this person leaked the news to Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect."
"The Tianyi Sect is so well prepared and has a talisman made of real treasures. It must be the plot of the Holy Fire Sword."
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's previous doubts were easily solved, but new questions arose.
"The Holy Fire Sword has appeared, so where are the monks from Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect?"
"I don't believe that the two sects paid such a high price just for some resources in the secret realm."
He thinks quickly.
The resources in the secret realm are of course extremely precious to ordinary monks, but to the two behemoths of Tianyi Sect and Tianmo Sect, that may not be the case.
For high-level monks, ordinary resources are readily available. Only rare resources and spiritual objects can impress high-level monks.
For example, five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass, thousand-year-old spiritual grass, magical weapons, ancient treasures...
"Let's take another look."
"If we can't kill all these monks, then I would rather not take the Holy Fire Sword. Anyway, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and there will be no loss no matter what."
After this thought, Liu Yu let Zhou Ziwen retreat with cold eyes, not choosing to expose himself for the time being.
He was just a foundation-building monk, but he had a magic weapon that even the Golden Core Nascent Soul monks coveted. He couldn't even sleep peacefully.
Although he has put on a disguise, who knows if the high-level monks have any weird secret skills that can trace his traces? !
These monks who have seen their own immortality with their own eyes, Liu Yu can't feel at ease even if he holds the Holy Fire Sword.
After all, he is still just a foundation-building monk, in the lower-middle class of the entire world of immortality, and is far from being able to act recklessly regardless of danger.
When you are weak, it is better to play it safe.
In the two breaths that Liu Yu was thinking about, Zhou Ziwen had already left the central floating island, stepping on the fragments of the floating island, and quickly swept towards the exit.
While flying rapidly, he took out two special transmission notes, turned into two red streams of light, and disappeared deep into the dark entrance in the blink of an eye.
Apparently, this person was contacting "associates."
Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he used "all his strength" to destroy the Guishui Divine Thunder in front of him.
"Bang bang"
Several continuous roars came from Zishan and three other late-stage Foundation Establishment cultists, which broke through the spell blockade.
They had a clear view of the scene just now, and their faces were full of shock and anger. Without waiting for Tang Tianbao's instructions, they hurriedly chased Zhou Ziwen.
"Zi Zi"
In a stalemate with the blue light curtain, Guishui Divine Thunder consumed a lot of power, and its power turned from strong to weak.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Liu Yu finished paddling, swung the Dark Moon Sword to gain momentum, and slashed out several sword lights in succession.
It's easy to lift a heavy weight!
“Bang bang bang”
The five black sword lights pierced into the black thunder in no particular order. After a few dull thunders, the black thunder in front of him collapsed.
The thunderball collapsed and arcs of electricity flew.
A few tiny wisps of thunder rushed to Liu Yu's palms and arms, and immediately there was a tingling and tingling feeling.
However, his physical body has been tempered by the power of the stars and the power of the moon, and its strength is no longer what it used to be, and his spell resistance has also been significantly improved.
There is a little spell aftermath, so there is nothing serious and it does not affect the action at all.
"good."
Liu Yu nodded slightly, satisfied with the effect of "Star True Body".
Then he moved, followed the three people in purple shirts, and quickly chased Zhou Ziwen.
After all, the realm is a small level lower, and the strength is naturally weaker. It is more reasonable to break the spell a little slower than the three of them, right?
As long as you don't fall out, you have to continue playing the role. Liu Yu is a very accomplished actor.
Several people chased and escaped, quickly approaching the exit.
Although the four people were chasing after them with all their strength, Zhou Ziwen took the first step after all, so there was no danger of being caught up for the time being.
"ding ding ding"
Zhou Ziwen's face returned to a serious smile, but his expression was very different from before. His eyes were no longer cold and distant, but crazy and cruel.
Relying on his sophisticated spiritual weapon and higher level of cultivation, his escape was smooth and smooth.
Seeing that the entrance was close, the man turned back to look at Zi Shan and Liu Yu, with a mocking look on his lips.
It seems that they are laughing at the incompetence of a few people.
The three people in purple shirts were furious, but they were helpless.
They used all their strength to activate their magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and launched various spell attacks, but they were steadily resisted by their opponents.
"Huhu~"
Tang Tianbao panted heavily, and his breath gradually stabilized.
After swallowing an extremely precious healing elixir, although the injury has not healed yet, it has stabilized and can move.
It's just that the performance of strength will inevitably be affected to some extent, and it is only about 80% of what it was in its heyday.
Looking at Zhou Ziwen who was running away, Tang Tianbao was in agony, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were red and watery.
"Why!!"
He squeezed out a few words from his throat, his tone was low, and his voice became hoarse and choked.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching the exit, Tang Tianbao quickly took out the Holy Fire Token, played several spell control tokens, and triggered the formation at the exit to block the exit.
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