Immortal Palace Longevity

"Yes!"

Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others responded loudly.

Seeing this, Liu Yu nodded slightly and walked out first to the outside of the hall.

As soon as the Dantian magic power was raised, he turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky, and disappeared in the air in the next breath.

Guo Poyun and others followed closely behind, also soaring into the air, and then used magic such as "invisibility" to leave in a low profile.

After all, this is to carry out a secret mission, not to travel openly, so of course you have to be low-key and not reveal your whereabouts.

It is difficult to accomplish openly, but it is easy to do secretly!

Looking at the entire Jiangzhou, the trip of ten late Jindan cultivators is also extremely eye-catching.

If they leave under the attention of the public, the Black Mountain Immortal Prison incident will happen later, which will easily make people think of the Buyi League.

This is not a wise choice.

"Swoosh"

In the sky, wind sounds rang one after another, and thousands of low-level cultivators were unaware.

With only a few core members knowing, Liu Yu and his ten men left quietly and launched an operation to rescue the 21 golden cores of the Purple Scarf Army, aiming at the Black Mountain Immortal Prison!

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As a large continent in the Central Region, Jiangzhou is larger than the entire Chu State.

In order not to reveal their whereabouts, they naturally cannot take the teleportation array and can only fly to travel.

After all, all the immortal cities in the Central Region have very strict management of the teleportation array, and the first thing to do is to confirm their identity.

After confirming that they are not the cultivators wanted by the Qianting Holy Land, they will pay the spirit stones and prepare for teleportation according to the process.

Leaving Wanxian Mountain, the ten people flew all the way to the south.

From north to south, they flew for a day and a night before arriving at the border between Jiangzhou and Huaizhou.

When they arrived at the border, all the escape lights stopped at the same time.

Liu Yu turned to face the crowd and said solemnly:

"We will temporarily separate here."

"Separate into Huaizhou and gather at the agreed place five days later at the latest."

"I hope all fellow Taoists will arrive on time and don't delay important things!"

There are ten late Jindan cultivators, and several of them are at the peak of Jindan. This is a big target.

If they travel together, they will easily be noticed by other cultivators, which is not conducive to the next step.

Even if the prison break operation goes smoothly, it is possible to be tracked down by Qianting Holy Land, which will bring great trouble to Buyi League.

After all, late Jindan cultivators cannot jump out of stones, and not all cultivators have excellent breath-retaining and invisibility techniques.

And unlike Jiangzhou, which is very familiar, Huaizhou is a relatively unfamiliar area.

On the way, you may encounter extraordinary people with extraordinary magical powers, who just happen to have the talent or magical power to see through the whereabouts and can see through the ten people's concealment techniques.

So for safety reasons, it is better to travel separately.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Gucheng, we know the pros and cons and will arrive at the agreed place within the agreed time."

The people of Buyi League bowed one after another.

This was something they had agreed on on the way, and it was also the most basic common sense, so they naturally had no objection.

"Yeah."

Seeing this, Liu Yu nodded slightly, looked at Guo Poyun, and the two continued to escape to Huaizhou.

"Swoosh"

After escaping for a distance, two escape lights suddenly appeared in the air, and the fluctuations of the aura and spiritual pressure emitted also dropped to the early and middle stages of the golden elixir.

In this way, it was much more normal.

If they traveled openly, most cultivators would not continue to check after sensing their cultivation.

After all, directly scanning with spiritual consciousness or checking with magical powers is a taboo that is enough to make a deep hatred.

On the contrary, being mysterious is more likely to arouse curiosity and make things develop in an unpredictable direction.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, your secret technique of concealing your breath."

Liu Yu said with a little surprise on his face, and his spiritual consciousness transmitted the voice.

The breath-retaining technique used by Guo Poyun was indeed quite good. He scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense, but he did not find any obvious flaws.

It takes a far superior spiritual sense to cooperate with the same realm to see the truth.

This performance is already above most cultivators, which is enough to show the extraordinaryness of his breath-retaining technique.

"This breath-retaining technique can be exchanged from the alliance with contribution points, but the number of contribution points required is a certain amount."

"I was also given it by Elder Qingshui before the trip to the six continents of Annan."

"It's a pity that I have no chance to worship under him~"

At this point, Guo Poyun sighed softly, seeming a little regretful.

"So that's it."

Liu Yu nodded slightly.

This breath-retaining technique is indeed somewhat extraordinary, which aroused some interest in him, but when he heard that contribution points were required to exchange, he immediately lost interest.

Only when completing the tasks of the Buyi Alliance can a certain number of contribution points be obtained.

If you want to exchange this breath-retaining secret technique, you must accumulate a lot of tasks, that is, you have to "work" for the Buyi Alliance.

Liu Yu joined the Buyi League for his own cultivation. In the past few years, except for the mandatory missions once every five years, he has never taken the initiative to accept any missions.

At present, the combined use of several methods of concealing breath can already meet the needs. Naturally, he would not delay his own cultivation for a mere secret technique of concealing breath.

After the episode, the two hid their cultivation to the early and middle stages of the Golden Core and continued on their way, rushing to the agreed place openly.

And the remaining eight people, including Liao Yunxi, also lowered their cultivation to reveal their tracks and rushed to the agreed place from other directions.

Of course, everyone disguised their appearance, breath, cultivation, etc., so that their identities would not be easily discovered.

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Luofu Mountain, a fourth-level lower-grade spiritual mountain.

For some reason, the spiritual energy around it is very thin, far below the average level.

Within a thousand miles, there are only three spiritual veins of the third grade, and the number of immortal cultivators is relatively small.

Moreover, the surrounding poor mountains and bad waters are not suitable for human survival. The number of mortals is extremely rare, and even wild animals are hard to find.

It seems that all the essence within a thousand miles has been absorbed by "Luofu Mountain".

Because the mountain is charred and the soil is mostly gray and black, it is also called "Black Mountain".

After repeated consideration, Qian Ting built the Immortal Prison here.

The name of the Black Mountain Immortal Prison also comes from this.

However, the so-called "thin spiritual energy" is only relative.

It is much thinner than other areas in the Central Region, but it is still not much different from the six continents of Annan, and the spiritual energy is much richer than Tiannan.

In this case, there are naturally many spiritual objects within a thousand miles of "Luofu Mountain".

It's just that compared with other areas, the spiritual objects around this mountain are mostly toxic, and they are "poison attribute" spiritual objects.

Therefore, it also attracted some cultivators to come here to make a living, search for poisonous spiritual objects and sell them to people in other regions who need them, and earn spiritual stones for cultivation.

Over time, many large and small gathering places for cultivators have formed around Luofu Mountain.

However, due to resource constraints, these gathering places have never been developed.

The largest one is only medium-sized, and even a fairy city cannot be built.

Luofu Market, located between several resource points, is only more than 300 miles away from Luofu Mountain. It is one of the largest gathering places for cultivators in this area.

The meeting place agreed by Liu Yu and his party is this market.

The sun sets in the west mountain and has disappeared. The blood-red glow left in the sky seems to be its reluctant look back.

In the second half of the Youshi, the sky gradually darkens, and the night is about to cover the earth.

In the distant sky, two escape lights, one blue and one yellow, suddenly appear like stars.

It quickly approached Luofu Market, and the light of escape became brighter and brighter. Finally, it landed outside the market, revealing the figures of two monks.

One was burly, wearing a wide black robe, with a hood covering most of his face, and his temperament was gloomy and mysterious.

A discerning monk knew that he was not a good person to deal with.

One was wearing a brown and yellow robe, with a sharp face and a striking black beard under his mouth.

This person was slightly behind by half a step. From the details, it can be seen that his status and strength may not be as good as the mysterious monk in black robe.

"Luofu Market"

After landing, Liu Yu lifted his hood and glanced at the plaque of the market.

In his dark eyes, there was a flash of thought.

"We will arrive at Luofu Market in three days. There are still two days left before the agreed five-day deadline. Other Taoist friends should arrive soon."

"Fellow Taoist Gucheng, let's go into the market first to find a place to stay, and then find out some news."

"Make sure there is nothing unusual, then report the situation to the elders."

After landing, Guo Poyun observed the surroundings for a while, and said through telepathy.

Perhaps because of his rich experience in missions, this person's thinking is very clear and his ideas are very mature.

"According to what Fellow Taoist Guo said, let's do it this way."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, agreed to the other party's proposal, lifted his hood and slowly walked towards the market.

Guo Poyun looked around, obviously a little alert, and followed closely behind.

"Tap tap"

The two looked relaxed, slowly walked towards the entrance of the market, and ignored the looks of the surrounding cultivators.

Due to resource constraints, the level of cultivation in Luofu Market is obviously much lower than that in Xunyang City.

As far as the eye can see, there are low-level cultivators who are refining Qi and building foundations, and golden elixir cultivators are rare.

This kind of cultivation poses no threat to the two, so the pressure is naturally not great.

The two Jindan seniors came together, causing a small sensation among the low-level cultivators.

They all flashed awe and fear in their eyes, and all avoided them from a distance, fearing that disaster would come from the sky.

As the night deepened, the two entered the market and began to look for a place to stay such as an inn.

Walking between the streets, Liu Yu looked around.

As far as he could see, the street buildings and other facilities in Luofu Market were obviously much simpler than those in the Immortal City.

Perhaps because of the local characteristics, the architectural style is also very different from the mainstream in the Central Region, and the color tends to be black and purple, which looks a bit gloomy and terrifying.

However, these naturally cannot scare the two well-informed people. Liu Yu glanced around, his eyes were calm.

This level of terror is just sparse and common for him, and the name of "Qingyang Old Demon" is not called for nothing.

Once the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appears, I am afraid that most local cultivators will be terrified!

As they were walking, there was a sudden noise somewhere in the market. Driven by curiosity, many cultivators rushed to the source of the sound.

"Huh?"

Liu Yu paused, also a little curious.

Such a big commotion in public, would it be related to what they were going to do next?

Now that his identity was not exposed and he had plenty of time, it would be okay to go and have a look.

Thinking of this, he said lightly:

"Go and have a look."

"Yeah." Guo Poyun nodded, and also felt that he should take a look, maybe he could collect useful information.

So the two of them turned around and followed the flow of people to the source of the sound.

...

Soon, Liu Yu and the others came to a relatively spacious square.

The square was already full of cultivators of all kinds, forming a human wall to block the view, and it was not clear what was happening inside.

However, this situation naturally did not bother them.

They didn't even need to make a sound, and the low-level cultivators who sensed the spiritual pressure of the golden elixir level automatically made way.

"Please come first, two seniors."

In this way, they came to the front line of the onlookers smoothly.

Liu Yu and his companions stood at the edge of the square and finally saw the situation in the square clearly and understood what happened.

In the center of the square, 28 people were handcuffed and shackled, kneeling on the ground in a row.

There were men and women, their hair was disheveled, their faces were bloodstained, and their clothes were ragged as if they were patched together with strips of cloth.

The highest realm was only at the peak of foundation building.

The aura emitted was extremely weak, and the magic power had been sealed, or the dantian was broken.

Their eyes were dim and their skin was bloodless, obviously they had been tortured before.

At the four corners of the square, there were dozens of monks with excellent magic weapons, divided into small teams, with strict discipline and serious expressions.

Some maintained order at the scene, while others watched with a covetous look, like lambs to be slaughtered.

Judging from the logo on the robes, these people were all lackeys of Qianting.

In addition, there was a "Jinwu Guard" wearing golden spiritual armor, and three Qianting Jindan officials, sitting behind the table to preside over the matter.

Guillotine, rope, hanger

Looking at the monks one by one, and then looking at the equipment on the square, Liu Yu instantly understood what happened.

Not surprisingly, this should be the scene of Qianting's execution of "criminals".

Seeing that the time had come, most of the monks in the market had also come. The Jinwu Guard opened a document and began to speak in a majestic tone:

"The purple scarf thief disrupted the order of the Central Region, destroyed the unity of the human race, and openly confronted the heavenly soldiers of the Immortal Court."

"His heart is worthy of death, his crimes are extremely evil, and he cannot redeem his crimes even if he dies!"

"First, he poisoned the lives of the people and killed innocent monks wantonly, and countless fellows died because of this."

"Second, he robbed the resources and spiritual objects, and destructively mined the resource points, so that"

The voice of the Jinwu Guard was cold and ruthless, carrying the supreme majesty of the Great Qian Immortal Court, and with a hint of killing, it spread to every corner of the square.

The identity of the executed monks was pointed out slowly and the charges against them were announced one by one.

A single charge was enough to take the lives of these monks.

Adding up the charges, it would not be too much to cut them into pieces or extract their souls and refine their spirits. They were simply unforgivable!

Of course, whether the charges were true or false, and whether they were in line with the facts, the right to interpret was in the hands of Qian Ting.

When the Jinwu Guards announced the charges against the Purple Scarf Army monks, the square was silent and no one dared to speak. Qian Ting's majesty was evident.

After 100,000 years of rule, this majesty had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and very few monks dared to question it.

Even if there were doubts, they did not dare to ask in person, fearing that they would be annihilated.

"Purple Scarf Army monks?"

"According to the news from Qingshui Zhenjun, the execution will not start until a year later? There are still more than 20 days."

This doubt flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

Looking at Guo Poyun, the latter also shook his head slightly, indicating that he was also unclear.

The two fell into silence, quietly watching the execution process proceed one by one.

"That's right."

"Qingshui Zhenjun said that the mission of the Buyi League refers to only the twenty-one Jindan."

"As for these ordinary members of the Purple Scarf Army..."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu had a flash of understanding in his mind.

The Purple Scarf Army naturally cannot have only high-level cultivators, and most of them must be low-level cultivators who are practicing Qi Refining and Building Foundation.

Just in terms of value alone, under the same number, the latter is far from comparable to the former.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Buyi League and the high-level leaders of the Purple Scarf Army, the latter have been a group of "non-existent cultivators" since the moment they were captured.

"Rescuing these low-level cultivators may be in line with the ideas of the Buyi League and the Purple Scarf Army."

"But in the current situation, it is of no benefit, and there is a high probability that it will make things worse."

"On the contrary, not rescuing them will be more conducive to the development of the remaining forces in Huaizhou."

From the perspective of interests, Liu Yu calmly analyzed the matter and saw through the essence directly.

It is not difficult to understand that giving up low-level cultivators and choosing to rescue high-level cultivators.

Twenty-one Jindan cultivators are also middle-level backbones in the Purple Scarf Army, and they are not a force that can be easily abandoned.

The former is much more valuable than the latter.

These Jindan backbones can be rescued and soon more peripheral members can be developed to serve as the backbone of the fight against the Qianting Holy Land.

The realization of lofty ideals is in the distant future, and everything at present is the result of weighing the pros and cons.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

The voice of the Jinwu Guards was still echoing in the square. Guo Poyun beside him sighed softly, opened his mouth but did not speak in the end.

We cannot ruin the alliance's major events because of a momentary impulse.

"What is justice?"

"Is it justice to help when you see injustice?"

"Is it justice to restore order when the world is unfair?"

"Is justice a process or a final result?"

"Which is more important?"

Listening to the Jinwu Guards with golden spiritual armor, listing the crimes of the Purple Scarf Army one by one, Liu Yu had thousands of thoughts flashing in his mind, and seriously thought about the issue of "justice".

But in the end, he still shook his head.

In the world of immortal cultivation where the strong are respected, justice or not may not be important.

The right to define "justice" has never been in the hands of thousands of cultivators, but belongs to the weapon of the strong.

Under absolute strength, the "justice" recognized by thousands of cultivators can also be easily distorted.

"Justice behavior does not necessarily bring good results."

"Going against the "justice" of Qianting is often irreversible."

"On the contrary, it is easier to gain a reputation for justice and even be remembered for generations by being deceitful and deceiving the world."

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Looking at the 28 members of the Purple Scarf Army kneeling on the ground, Liu Yu sighed in his heart.

Although the facts are not beautiful, they are objective laws in the world of immortal cultivation.

Just like killing people for treasures, in the cognition of many cultivators, it is undoubtedly wrong and unjust.

But the fact is that as long as the strength is strong enough and the aftermath is handled well, a lot of benefits can often be gained.

This kind of benefit far exceeds the gains from completing the task step by step.

Beside him, Guo Poyun's breathing was a little disordered, and he obviously had the idea of ​​rescuing them.

But in that case, it would inevitably alert the enemy and be detrimental to the next action.

So in the end, he chose to remain silent and just stood quietly at the edge of the square to watch.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten breaths passed, and the charges were announced one by one. The Jinwu Guard also completed the task of promoting the majesty of the Immortal Court.

"Do you know your crime?!"

Finally, he shouted.

Carrying the supreme majesty of the Great Qian Immortal Court, he released the spiritual pressure of the late Jindan level and pressed the 28 people who had lost the power to resist.

"Boom"

Under the invisible spiritual pressure, Twenty-Eight, who had lost his magic power, suddenly became unstable on his knees and fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers had different expressions.

Most of those who make a living in Luofu Market are independent cultivators. They have heard about the deeds of the Purple Scarf Army to some extent and do not believe the crimes listed by the Jinwu Guards.

So they have some sympathy in their hearts.

However, due to the majesty of Qianting, they dare not show it in front of Qianting cultivators, for fear of being regarded as accomplices.

A small number of them are sect cultivators who happened to travel to the local area.

Or they are family cultivators whose families have industries in Luofu Market and just happened to guard the shops here.

These two types of cultivators are born to enjoy the benefits brought by the sect family. It is naturally difficult for them to have any good feelings towards the Purple Scarf Army, an organization that harms the interests of the sect family.

Therefore, most of their faces are happy, hostile, indifferent, etc.

But in the square, the Purple Scarf Army members who were crushed to the ground by the pressure of the Golden Core Spirit and looked miserable did not give in.

Although their bodies felt burning pain, their bodies were heavy, and their magic power could not be used at all.

But in their dim eyes, there was reluctance and mockery, but no surrender and fear!

For the ideals and justice in their hearts, they took action and took up magic weapons to fight against the Qianting Holy Land. Does the result really matter?

"If you want to accuse someone, you can always find excuses!!"

"Qianting is unjust, what crime have we committed?!"

A purple scarf army member with a bloody face and cultivation at the peak of foundation building, who seemed to be an elite, raised his head and roared deafeningly.

Although there was no gorgeous rhetoric, it was just this ordinary word that seemed to contain some indescribable power.

It made many casual cultivators feel as if something was touched.

It was loud and clear!

With a roar, as if he had used up all his strength, the Purple Scarf Army member smiled silently, his eyes full of regret and mockery.

Traitors who abandon their faith will not stand here.

To be escorted to the square for execution, to some extent, they are all members of the Purple Scarf Army with the strongest beliefs.

The square remained silent, but the Jinwu Guard who presided over the matter seemed to be offended and a little angry.

A mere low-level monk dared to bump into a high-level monk? !

Just arguing with a low-level monk, regardless of winning or losing, would be embarrassing, and it would be embarrassing to hear it from colleagues.

After taking a deep look at the roaring Purple Scarf Army member, the Jinwu Guard finally chose not to bother with the dead, but said coldly:

"The time has come, execute!"

The cold and murderous voice clearly spread throughout the square, making all the monks refreshed.

"Yes, sir!"

The Qianting execution monk who was on standby at any time immediately accepted the order after hearing the words.

Immediately, two people stepped out of the crowd, picked up two members of the Purple Scarf Army, and walked quickly towards the guillotine.

"Tap tap"

The heavy footsteps rang in the ears of some casual cultivators, like the sound of death knocking on the soul.

In this extremely oppressive environment, even if they have some ideas in their hearts, they can only bury them in their hearts at this moment, and gradually extinguish them as time goes by.

There is no other reason. A single casual cultivator is too insignificant when facing the Qianting Holy Land and the entire vested interest group.

Even if they resist, their strength is insignificant, just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Be honest!"

The sky was dark, and the two executioners forced the two members of the Purple Scarf Army under the guillotine, and shouted to start.

But at this moment, a fire suddenly appeared in the distance!

Accompanied by waves of heat, the temperature of the space rose rapidly, and more than a dozen large red fireballs shot from a distance, shooting straight at dozens of Qianting.

The attack from the Jindan cultivator, even if it was an ordinary fireball technique, contained terrifying power, which made the low-level cultivators feel cold.

"Swish~"

However, they were already on guard, and the Qianting cultivators reacted quickly. The four Jindan cultivators including the Jinwu Guard immediately took action.

"Bang bang bang"

The next moment, several magical weapon-level powers emerged one after another, and one magical weapon after another was shot out like lightning, with a burst of dense roars.

Under the dim sky, red flames flickered continuously, and bursts of sparks flew everywhere.

The sudden attack was easily blocked by the four Qianting Jindan cultivators led by the Jinwu Guard.

At this time, bursts of Jindan spiritual pressure emerged one after another, and five consecutive escape lights also quickly approached the square.

The leader was dressed in grey, with wheat-yellow skin and flaming red eyebrows.

However, most of the monks did not pay attention to the appearance of the newcomer, but focused on the purple armband on his left arm.

The five monks all wore purple armbands on their left arms.

On the purple background of the armband, there was a golden sword and book logo embroidered.

Purple Scarf Army!

Seeing the logo on the purple armband, the monks who were watching all thought of this word.

Then, as if they realized something, they rushed to disperse away from the square.

The purpose of the five Jindan Zhenren of the Purple Scarf Army coming here is self-evident. They don't want to be affected by the fight later.

"Hmph!"

"Last time you escaped by luck, yet you dare to come and die?"

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you break in."

"This time, you are not so lucky."

"Red Eyebrow, die!"

This Jinwu Guard seemed to be an old acquaintance of the Red Eyebrow Monk. He snorted coldly and made a bold statement, as if he had already won.

After sending the message, he led the three people without a word and immediately went to meet the five Purple Scarf Army who were approaching.

The next moment, the two sides were fighting.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Under the dim sky, the roars were endless without a moment's rest.

"Bang bang"

"Crash"

The aftermath was radiating, and the square was devastated in the blink of an eye. The originally neat buildings collapsed in large pieces.

Under the battle of nine Jindan, there was a tendency to turn into ruins.

Feeling the terrifying power of the battle in the air, the low-level cultivators were terrified, fearing that they would be affected.

This level of battle, even if only affected by the aftermath, could cause low-level cultivators to be seriously injured.

Once seriously injured, the consequences of being in the chaos would be disastrous!

Not long after, the square that was originally crowded with people became empty.

Liu Yu and Guo Poyun also left in the scattered crowd, stopped under an inconspicuous eaves, and watched the situation of the battle in the square.

"For these low-level members, such a big commotion was made, aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?"

Looking at the top of the square, Liu Yu frowned.

"Perhaps, this is just a spontaneous action of a small number of members."

"The Huaizhou movement failed, the high-level Purple Scarf Army of this continent has evacuated, and the original contact information is invalid."

"After that battle, the Purple Scarf Army members who did not evacuate Huaizhou in time may have lost contact with the high-level."

"Only in this way can this somewhat contradictory behavior be explained."

Looking at the battlefield, he noticed that there were only five Jindans coming. Thinking about the information said by Qingshui Zhenjun, he thought silently.

Although the number of Jindans is superior, this place is not far from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison, only about 300 miles, and the reinforcements of Qianting will arrive soon.

There are also dozens of low-level cultivators forming a formation, which can also slightly restrain the energy of the five people.

In addition, the magic weapons of Qianting cultivators are excellent, and their combat power is generally higher than that of ordinary cultivators. Five to four may not necessarily have an advantage.

Moreover, Qianting is powerful, and several Jindan cultivators in the market may not intervene in this fight.

Liu Yu is very pessimistic about the actions of the five people, and has no intention of helping them.

He would not harm his own interests for the sake of a vague ideal and so-called "justice". He just wanted to get through this mission.

The glow of the distant horizon disappeared, and night officially descended on the sky and the earth.

"Boom!!!"

The roar of the two sides fighting continued in the sky.

As Liu Yu expected, the five golden elixirs of the Purple Scarf Army, led by the Red Eyebrow Monk, could only barely draw against the four golden elixirs of Qianting, led by the Jinwu Guard.

As time went on, the situation became increasingly unfavorable.

In every corner of the square, the auras of several golden elixirs fluctuated, and they seemed to be trying to intervene in the battle.

If they were not afraid of the revenge of the Purple Scarf Army, they would probably have been unable to hold back at this time.

But if they did not take action, Qianting would also hold them accountable afterwards. It was hard to say how long they would hesitate.

"Fellow Daoist Gucheng, in the current situation, can we..."

The current situation was unfavorable to the Purple Scarf Army. Guo Poyun rarely showed a trace of anxiety on his face, and he hesitated to speak.

After all, to some extent, these were all like-minded "comrades".

He really didn't want to see so many fellows die here, and the sacrifice became meaningless.

"It's not appropriate to cause trouble at this time, so as not to ruin the alliance's major events."

"Everything is more important for the overall situation."

Without thinking, Liu Yu used the reason of "the overall situation is more important" to put this person's idea of ​​taking action and continued to wait and see.

"From another perspective, these five people robbed the execution ground, which may not be a bad thing."

"Maybe because of alerting the enemy, this action was canceled at the last minute?"

He watched the battle with his hands behind his back, and this thought flashed through his mind.

Rushing to the execution ground to rescue fellows, only more than 300 miles away from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison, Qianting reinforcements may arrive at any time, it can be said that he risked his life.

Liu Yu did admire this behavior, but he didn't agree with it.

"Faith is really terrible if it can't be curbed in time."

"It changes people's behavior, does all kinds of things that go against common sense, and abandons their own interests and even their lives."

Looking at the purple scarf army monks who were in danger but still had no intention of retreating, his expression was extremely solemn.

The survival of the fittest has continued to this day, and selfish instincts are engraved in everyone's blood.

But faith suppresses instincts and makes people sacrifice their lives.

Recognizing the influence of "faith" on individuals, Liu Yu was somewhat alert and reminded himself to pay attention to this influence.

As time went by, the five Purple Scarf Army members including the Red Eyebrow Monk not only failed to defeat the five Jinwu Guards, but gradually fell into a disadvantage under their sharp magic weapons.

In a blink of an eye, another ten breaths passed, and the Jindan Monks in Luofu Market finally couldn't sit still and completely turned to the Qianting side.

"Die, thief!"

Accompanied by the emergence of waves of Jindan spiritual pressure, as if it was agreed, several voices rang out in various parts of the market at the same time.

Then the magic weapons and spells rose and attacked the Purple Scarf Army monks who were fighting, and colorful spiritual lights shone in the sky.

For the Purple Scarf Army monks, the situation was extremely critical, and the annihilation of the whole army seemed to be imminent!

But at this critical moment, a new change occurred!

A piece of darkness that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye suddenly appeared in the south of the market, and under the cover of the dark night, it quietly spread to the four Qianting monks.

ps: Make up for the 2,000 words missing on October 14th, and start from the beginning, otherwise it will be difficult to calculate.

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