Immortal Palace Longevity

"Fire Snake Technique", "Palm Thunder", "Ice Needle Technique"

Low-level spells of various attributes were cast into the mist, but the effect was very weak and could not stop the spread of the pink mist at all.

The mist spread very quickly, and in less than five or six breaths it was close to the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation, and the two were about to come into contact.

"Zizizizi"

As soon as the mist and the formation formed a dark barrier, it was like boiling oil poured on raw meat, and a violent reaction occurred.

There were wisps of black smoke between the two, and as the contact area increased, the reaction became more and more intense and obvious.

"Zizizizi"

The spiritual energy of the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation was quickly consumed. Although the barrier was not broken, the spiritual light on the surface was slowly and steadily weakening and dimming.

This is the reason why the spiritual power in the formation has become insufficient. Although the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation is directly arranged on the spiritual vein of the Spiritual Medicine Garden, there is no need to worry about consumption of spiritual energy, but the speed at which the formation absorbs spiritual energy has an upper limit.

Facing the attacks of the magic weapons and spells of the enemy's foundation-building and Qi-refining cultivators, as well as the fierce invasion of the pink mist, the speed at which the formation absorbs spiritual energy has gradually failed to keep up with the speed of consuming spiritual energy.

In particular, the pink mist seems to be very restraining against the barrier formation, and can greatly consume the spiritual power in the formation. I don't know if it is a magic weapon specially equipped by the Hehuan Sect for this operation.

If this situation continues, when the barrier of the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation dims to a certain extent, it will be the opportunity for the enemy cultivators to break the formation!

"I can't hold it!"

While Liu Yu was "struggling" to deal with the attacks of the two enemy cultivators, he was distracted and focused on the situation on the field, and made a judgment in his heart.

When the formation is forced, the formation barrier under the ground will disappear, and various escape techniques can be used to pass through it.

Liu Yu quietly adjusted his position and approached the passage leading to the Spiritual Medicine Garden. Everything was done silently, and no one noticed his "little action".

Under such a fierce attack, Cao Mengyu faced greater pressure. She cast a series of spells in her hands to control the array disk, trying to save the array from decline.

However, due to the absolute gap in strength, all efforts were in vain. The situation was still deteriorating step by step, as if sliding into a bottomless abyss.

Faced with such a situation, under the crisis of life and death, even Cao Mengyu, as a cultivator in the foundation-building period, could not help but show a bit of panic on her face, with anxiety in her eyes.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, and her clothes were wet with sweat. Her clothes were close to her skin, revealing her beautiful figure, with two peaks and peaks standing tall.

Unfortunately, under such circumstances, no one appreciated this beautiful scenery.

On the other side, Yan Hongyu was being blocked by two cultivators of the same level. Although she wanted to stop it, she was powerless and could only watch the pink mist continue to consume the spiritual power of the array.

Li Bu Tong was also dealing with the attacks of two cultivators of the same level, but it was much easier than Yan Hongyu. He could occasionally use magic tools or spells to dispel some pink mist, but soon there was a steady stream of mist to replenish it, and the effect was not satisfactory.

The two late-stage foundation-building cultivators had no way to deal with it, and the other foundation-building cultivators were even more helpless.

The enemy's foundation-building cultivators originally had several more, and the pressure on each of them was very great. They could not spare any effort and could only watch the situation deteriorate.

As for the Qi-refining cultivators, the difference in number was nearly doubled, and they had no power to fight back at all. They could only try their best to resist the attacks of the enemy cultivators.

But it was a drop in the bucket after all. The Qi-refining cultivators brought by the enemy were more powerful than the last time. The attacks of spells and magic tools could not be stopped at all, and they bombarded the formation recklessly.

Moreover, these Qi Refining cultivators were extremely experienced. They kept moving when attacking, making it difficult for the people in the formation to lock on them. They also stood very scattered, so even if they had any powerful trump cards, they could not cause huge casualties to the other side.

At this time, the situation was very clear. With the huge gap in strength, it was only a matter of time before the formation was broken.

Many Qi Refining disciples had flickering eyes, looking around to see where the enemy cultivators stood, secretly observing which place had fewer people, so that they could break out and find a way out when the formation was broken.

At this point in the battle, the morale of the army had been dispersed. It was meaningless to hold on in the face of the huge gap in strength. It was just a dead end.

But even ants are greedy for life, let alone cultivators who are determined to live forever?

"My fellow disciples, since the Spiritual Medicine Garden can no longer be defended, we will each break out after the formation is broken."

"Take care of yourselves, fellow disciples. We will meet again in Wangyue Xianyuan City!"

Suddenly, Liu Yu heard Yan Hongyu's spiritual transmission in his ear, and the voice was somewhat anxious and helpless.

Liu Yu controlled the magic weapon with his spiritual consciousness to fight the enemy, and looked at Yan Hongyu without any expression.

I saw that this woman was trying her best to entangle with two people of the same level. Although the spiritual weapon was sharp and various means emerged in an endless stream, the enemy cultivators were able to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building, and they were obviously not vegetarians.

From the time Liu Yu rushed here, only twenty or thirty breaths had passed, and less than half a cup of tea, Yan Hongyu had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and she was struggling to defend.

This woman should also be paying attention to the movements of her fellow disciples. When Liu Yu looked over, she nodded secretly.

Several other fellow disciples who were in the Foundation Establishment stage during the fight also paused slightly and couldn't help but look at the woman. It was obvious that they had also received the message.

Some people couldn't help showing shame on their faces, and angrily summoned up their magic power to attack the enemy cultivators. These were the monks of the other courtyards who were born and raised in the sect; some people felt relieved and couldn't help but relax their faces. They were already planning their own retreat. These were the monks who joined halfway or came from a family.

Liu Yu had no sadness or joy on his face, and his heart was also calm.

The black hood covered most of his face, covering his face in shadows. The whole person looked a little mysterious and cold, and his every move didn't show that he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

For him, the moment the formation was broken was just the beginning, and his battle was far from over.

Liu Yu touched the storage bag, took out a jade kettle, tore off the soul-sealing talisman on it, and took two gulps from the handle.

This is a kind of spiritual wine made from spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits, called "Snowflake Brew", which can restore a small amount of mana without refining, and can restore about one-tenth of the mana of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

It can save lives at critical moments. It costs two thousand spirit stones to buy a small pot, which only has ten sips. You can only drink two sips at most to restore one tenth of your mana, and drinking more will not work.

After the spirit wine enters the stomach, the mana begins to grow and recover. Liu Yu puts the "Snowflake Brew" into the storage bag, and then takes out two medium-grade spirit stones, one blue and one red, and holds them in his hands to absorb the spiritual energy and restore mana.

At the same time, he keeps moving, controlling the magic weapon to flip and move to entangle with the enemy, never taking the initiative to attack, but passively defending, saving the consumption of mana.

At the critical moment of life and death, every ray of mana is precious.

In the tense battle, time passes very slowly, especially for the Yuanyang Sect monks in the formation, every minute and every second is so tormenting.

The spiritual light of the magic weapon and the magic is dazzling, and the two sides go back and forth, and about twenty or thirty breaths of time have passed.

"Bang!" "Bang bang!" "Bang bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, as if reaching a critical point, the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation could no longer bear it, and the formation nodes everywhere made explosions one after another.