Immortal Palace Longevity

The cabin is just below the watchtower, and one can clearly see the situation outside the formation.

Liu Yu looked around and saw that the magic tools in the night sky were shining with various colors of spiritual light, illuminating the area as bright as day. He observed that more than a dozen of the magic tools were extraordinary, and the spiritual light was more dazzling in comparison. They should be the best quality magic tools.

These magic tools bombarded the formation one after another, reducing the spiritual light of the formation and shaking the foundation of the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation.

Ten-foot-long fire snakes, pieces of slender ice needles, and huge green wind blades also fell on the formation one by one, splashing a few ripples, and then turned into dots of light and dissipated in the air.

Liu Yu's eyes condensed, and although he was shocked, he was not confused. He touched the storage bag and took out the token that controlled the formation.

This token was given by Yan Hongyu in advance, and it can also control the formation a little, but the authority is not as great as that in Yan Hongyu's hand, and it cannot open the formation.

He quickly pinched a few spells in his hand, and several rays of light hit the token in succession. The token shot out a thick white beam of light to connect to the formation.

Liu Yu controlled the formation according to the method Yan Hongyu said, with a high concentration of mind, leaving only a small part to pay attention to the surrounding situation, and used the token to try to stabilize the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation.

After about three or four breaths, the formation gradually stabilized, and the shaking amplitude was also reduced, but under the fierce attack of the enemy monks wave after wave, the situation was still developing in an unfavorable direction.

Liu Yu didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and the spell in his hand changed, and hit the token again.

More than a dozen dark wind blades formed in the formation, and the dust on the ground was rolled up and surrounded the wind blades.

The dark wind blade was about ten feet in size and less than half an inch wide, but the pressure it exuded was more than twice as powerful as the first-level top-grade spell Fire Snake.

"Swoosh"

The dark wind blades condensed very quickly, and took shape in less than two breaths. They all disappeared in a flash and attacked the Qi Refining cultivators outside the formation, and their speed was one or two points faster than usual.

Although the attack power of the dark wind blades exceeded that of the fireball technique by a lot, it was not a big threat to the foundation-building cultivators, but it was a fatal threat to the Qi Refining cultivators, and it was difficult for ordinary Qi Refining cultivators to resist.

If the enemy did not intercept, the Qi Refining cultivators would definitely be killed or injured. If they intercepted, they could also slightly reduce the pressure faced by the formation, which was a win-win situation.

Controlling the formation to continuously condense the dark wind blades to attack, Liu Yu touched the storage bag and flipped his palm, and a strangely shaped black sword blade appeared in his palm.

It was the mother and child soul-chasing blade that had been with him for more than ten years!

Liu Yu's mind moved, and a pure mana was input into the mother and child soul-chasing blades, and then it was divided into seven smaller sword blades. He held the mother blade and controlled the six sub-blades to intercept outside the formation.

Liu Yu did not intend to show his true strength until it was absolutely necessary, and always maintained the bottom level of the foundation-building cultivators.

Each sub-blade was only slightly inferior to the top-grade magic weapon, but it was definitely not a match for the top-grade magic weapon. If it was entangled, it might be damaged. He did not choose to intercept the enemy's magic weapon, but controlled the sub-blade to intercept it when the spell was about to attack the formation, and then quickly retreated to the protection of the formation to relieve the pressure on the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation.

At the same time, the three Qi Refining disciples who were somewhat panicked were sent a telepathic message to intercept the enemy's attack with all their strength.

"Yes!"

The three Qi Refining disciples had obviously never seen such a scene. At this time, they were standing blankly at the edge of the formation, their eyes were dull and they were at a loss. When they saw the uncle of the foundation-building stage arrived, they felt a little relieved in their hearts as if they had found their backbone.

Then they either drove the magic weapon or released the spell to intercept the attack that was about to fall on the formation with all their strength.

If the formation was broken, the foundation-building masters might still be able to escape, but they obviously had no way to survive. At this time, they did not need to be urged, and they worked very hard.

Deacon Lu, who was directing the attack outside the formation, frowned, and his expression became even colder.

He looked at the dark wind blade attacking the Qi-refining cultivator. Although he knew the purpose of the other party's doing so, he had to stop the attack and control the magic weapon to intercept.

Among this group of Qi-refining cultivators, there were not only cultivators from affiliated forces, but also disciples of the Hehuan Sect. They had to be rescued in public, otherwise who would help him if he did not help?

After intercepting this wave of dark wind blades, he ordered a foundation-building cultivator from an affiliated force to pay attention to protecting the Qi-refining cultivator and attacking, and he took out a black long stick to attack the formation with all his strength.

The black long stick was shining with spiritual light, and the patterns on the surface faintly formed a ferocious giant tiger. Judging from its pressure, it was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Under the full drive of Deacon Lu, a black giant tiger phantom more than three meters tall appeared around the black long stick. The giant tiger roared to the sky, with a big word "king" on its forehead, exuding the majesty of a king, attracting the attention of the whole audience.

The black giant tiger phantom wrapped the long stick in it, shining with dazzling spiritual light, and flew towards the formation with amazing power.

"Top-grade spiritual weapon!"

Liu Yu's pupils shrank, and he immediately determined the grade of this spiritual weapon. Although he also had a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Lixuan Sword, his power was far less than that of the black long stick at this time, mainly because of his cultivation.

Although the Lixuan Sword could slightly block this spiritual weapon if it was sacrificed at this time, he did not do so because it was not in his interest. He had to always maintain the persona of a newly promoted foundation-building cultivator. A newly promoted foundation-building cultivator taking out a top-grade spiritual weapon was indeed too conspicuous.

"Bang bang!"

A huge sound came, followed by an unprecedented violent shaking of the formation.

The cultivators of the Hehuan Sect who were attacking saw that there was hope of quickly breaking through the formation, and they were greatly encouraged and increased their output of mana. For a moment, the light of various magic tools became more dazzling, the frequency of attack was slightly faster, and the mana of each one became more intensive.

Liu Yu's face changed, and he judged that the situation was not good. If the enemy cultivators were allowed to go down, the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation would not last long.

"Do I really have to go all out?"

He was weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and was a little hesitant. If the formation was broken, the situation would be greatly disadvantageous to his side, and the battle would become more dangerous.

However, Liu Yu did not have to be embarrassed for long. The situation finally ushered in a turnaround. Yan Hongyu, Ding Hui, and Cao Mengyu, three women, each brought a few Qi Refining disciples and finally arrived.

It was so fast that only a dozen breaths had passed since the formation was attacked. At the same time, facing a team of nearly fifty cultivators from the enemy, even with the formation as a support, Liu Yu also felt a huge pressure, and felt that he was living a year.

Yan Hongyu and several other girls came to support, and the other three fellow disciples in the foundation-building stage would not take long to arrive. Seeing this, Liu Yu finally felt relieved.

Due to the urgency of the situation, they did not have time to communicate with each other, and only exchanged glances.

Since the real master had arrived, Liu Yu took back the token that controlled the formation and handed over the control of the formation.

Then he drove the mother and child soul-chasing blades to merge into one, turning it into a huge black sword blade, "difficultly" intercepting the attack of an enemy foundation-building cultivator, and "fighting" with him with all his strength.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness unfolded, and he kept his mind focused on the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hongyu did not personally preside over the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation, but handed the control array to Cao Mengyu, who presided over it.

Yan Hongyu himself took out a black ring and looked at the shadow of the black giant tiger. It seemed that he was going to fight head-on with the black long stick that had already transformed into a spiritual weapon.