With the sword of ruin in his hand, Liu Yu's whole body's aura immediately changed!

It becomes sharp and sharp, like an unsealed sword, its power exceeds the limit of the golden elixir in the blink of an eye, climbing towards a higher realm, and gradually becomes unfathomable.

There is a hint of the meaning of looking up at the mountains.

And at the moment when the "Sword of Destruction" was in hand, the bodies of the nine people who were in the middle of a fight froze in unison, and even the movements of their hands were stopped.

In his spiritual sense, there was an extremely strong sense of crisis.

Holy Son Daoyi's smile froze, and he was no longer as confident and calm as before, and there was also a strong sense of crisis in his spiritual sense.

Looking at the cyan light approaching rapidly in the sky, there was a trace of horror in his eyes!

"How could this kind of power come from a golden elixir monk?!"

"Even if he is the Prince of Daqian, he will never bring himself such a sense of crisis!"

"No, that's not right!"

"This strong sense of crisis does not come from the monk, but from the long sword in his hand."

"But even if the golden elixir monk burns his source and uses secret techniques to barely activate the real treasure, there shouldn't be such a strong threat."

"If it were just a real treasure, it would never pose such a strong threat!"

"Could it be?!"

Thinking of a certain possibility, Holy Son Daoyi's eyes were full of horror. He looked at the approaching light in the sky, his face full of disbelief.

In his spiritual consciousness, as the light approached, a power as powerful as a mountain or an ocean came overwhelming.

A faint murderous intent firmly locked onto him.

At this moment, in the heart of Holy Son Dao Yi, a feeling of nowhere to escape from heaven to earth arose out of thin air.

The other seven Holy Land monks also felt this way for no reason.

Only Master Kong Qing, because he was not targeted, did not feel that way, but his eyes were still full of horror.

Sixty miles, fifty miles, forty miles

Amid the vibration of the black wind wings, Liu Yu stepped within forty miles of the battlefield in just one or two breaths.

"about there."

Thinking this way, his face became calm and his mind was highly concentrated.

To communicate with the sword spirit, Liu Yu held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised the broken sword tip upwards.

"Clang"

With the sound of sharp swords, the situation changed in an instant.

The clouds in the sky were suddenly impacted by an invisible force, and instantly collapsed in large areas, revealing a huge hole.

In an instant, Liu Yu entered an extremely special state, using the ruined sword in his hand to control spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Huhu~"

The wind is blowing and the clouds are blowing, and the grass and trees are low.

The spiritual energy that was everywhere in the world quickly gathered towards Liu Yu under the influence of an inexplicable force.

Because the spiritual energy gathered together is so strong that it even turns into clouds of mist, forming a colorful spiritual energy storm that can be directly observed with the naked eye.

Gold, cyan, blue, red, yellow

Looking around, within a radius of dozens of miles, there are colorful mists of spiritual energy, quickly gathering towards Liu Yu.

After entering the five-mile range, the original color gradually faded and turned into a misty gray.

"As my cultivation improves, the power I exert also increases."

"This time, the range of controlling spiritual energy seems to have increased by one or two miles."

This thought flashed across Liu Yu's mind.

He felt a huge burden, which was almost unbearable in just one or two breaths, and bursts of tearing pain came from his soul.

Although it is possible to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in advance through the Sword of Destruction, it is not an area that Jindan monks can touch after all, and the burden is beyond imagination.

Fortunately, since most of the cause and effect of the Broken Sword has been resolved, the relationship with the sword spirit has improved a lot.

With his active cooperation, the burden was much lighter than last time.

The spiritual energy gathered very quickly, and in just one or two breaths, a huge gray sword shadow was formed behind him.

Gray hilt, gray sword body, simple and exquisite patterns

When Liu Yu raised the ruined sword high, an aura of ruin and desolation quickly spread out in all directions.

He leaned over and looked around, and within a radius of a hundred miles, any vegetation that was affected by the aura of dilapidation and desolation quickly withered.

Households, thousands of mortals, and countless beasts, their flesh and blood are being rapidly eliminated.

Even his skeleton was reduced to ashes, and he didn't know what happened until he died.

The green mountains and green waters soon lost their original color and turned into a delicate gray.

One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones!

Two breaths later, a gray sword shadow hundreds of feet long had taken shape behind Liu Yu.

This state is too heavy a burden and cannot last long.

Without any hesitation, he immediately swung the ruined sword in his hand towards the direction where the eight saints and sons of Dao Yi were.

"Wha~!"

The gray sword shadow behind him also disappeared from its original place following Liu Yu's movements.

"not good!"

"This is a spiritual treasure!"

"Why can a mere golden elixir monk possess spiritual treasures, and why can he activate spiritual treasures?!!"

A fatal sense of crisis struck, and the usually calm and confident Holy Son Dao Yi couldn't help but have a look of panic on his face.

But this question is destined to remain unanswered.

He wanted to use the secret technique to leave, and the secret technique was successfully used, but no matter what, he could not leave the place, and his body seemed to be immobilized by great supernatural powers.

The surrounding space is stagnant, as if you are in the hardest mud and stone, and it is extremely difficult to move.

Seeing the gray sword shadow disappear, Holy Son Daoyi didn't have time to think too much and quickly took out a shining golden talisman to activate it.

Fourth-level middle-grade defensive talisman—gilt iron wall talisman.

Once this talisman is activated, six golden walls will appear all around, guarding this person in all directions without blind spots.

Even if a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul takes action against this kind of defense, it will take more than ten blows to break it.

After doing this, Holy Son Daoyi was still uneasy, and activated his magic weapons and robes one after another to form a series of defenses in an effort to save his life.

He admitted that he did underestimate the heroes of the world before!

Eight people, including Master Kong Qing and others, resorted to various means at this moment to try to save their lives under the power of Lingbao.

Colorful auras flashed, and while the nine people were using various defensive methods, the gray sword shadow had already arrived, sweeping across from left to right.

"Bang bang bang~"

The terrifying power exploded, and the remaining seven people in Daoyi Holy Land did not even utter a scream, and were silently wiped out from the subtle level.

Even the two peak Golden Core cultivators did not survive, and the defense provided by magic weapons and supernatural powers was ineffective.

Only the shining golden wall managed to hold on for a little longer, but it collapsed and was destroyed after an instant.

“Bang bang bang!!!”

The gray sword shadow over a hundred feet swept across, then lost control and fell towards the distant mountains, destroying dozens of mountains in a row, and then its power was exhausted.

With one blow, countless lives were killed and injured, the mountains were devastated, and dust covered the sky and the earth!

"Clang"

The ruined sword was returned to its sheath and tied around his waist again. Liu Yu took a deep breath, and a trace of deep exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

Fighting back his fatigue, his extremely keen spiritual sense spread towards the place where several people stood in Daoyi Holy Land.

"Huh?"

"This person.?!"

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Chapter completed!