Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 218 Chapter 216: The Thunder of God (two chapters in one)

This kind of attack is no worse than powerful spells such as "Golden Wind Dispersion Technique" and "Black Bird Flame Technique". It is only slightly weaker than the Rain of Red Ice Crystals. Even the best magic weapons controlled by monks in the middle stage of foundation building will be defeated. You have to go back a long way.

Magical weapons and spells each have their own strengths, and some powerful spells are not even half weaker than sophisticated magic weapons.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed of casting spells is too slow, which is far less simple, direct and fast than magic weapons and magic weapons.

Therefore, they were gradually eliminated. Nowadays, it is rare to see monks who focus on using magic to fight enemies in the world of immortality.

Making various powerful spells into talismans perfectly solves this problem. When facing an enemy, you only need to input a trace of mana to activate the spells.

However, this kind of talisman is without exception very expensive. Simply using the talisman to fight against the enemy is an act of "burning spiritual stones". Ordinary monks simply cannot afford this price, so most of them just buy one or two as a supplementary means of fighting. .

After firing the Golden Wind Scattering Talisman, Liu Yu continued to use two magic weapons to attack, but was blocked by an Hehuanmen foundation-building monk in the formation and could not attack the formation.

With only 70% of the strength being used, there is really nothing that can be done against the opponent.

Even so, Liu Yu had no intention of using all his strength.

He needs to maintain his "personality", a personality of a monk in the early stage of foundation building who performs slightly better but is not out of the ordinary. This is far more important than the success or failure of this mission.

Scanning the mine with his spiritual consciousness, Liu Yu noticed that all the Hehuanmen monks had arrived, and their defense was quite organized, and there was no longer the panic as before.

Although the attacks of the eight foundation-building monks were fierce and powerful, most of them were intercepted midway. Only a small half fell on the formation, but they could not cause serious damage to it.

"If things continue like this, things may change. After all, time is on the side of Hehuanmen."

With his spiritual consciousness taking in everything, Liu Yu made a judgment and felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

If we cannot break through the mine formation as soon as possible, we will be in a dilemma when enemy reinforcements from Sky City City arrive.

"It still depends on Zhou Zhuofeng's strength. I hope these three heroes and four heroes are not in vain."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu turned his eyes during the attack and looked towards Zhou Zhuofeng and the fifty or so Qi Refining Stage disciples who had arrived behind him.

These rounds of attacks and defenses were completed in just a few breaths, and only the monks in the Qi Refining Stage of the Hehuan Sect experienced the danger the most.

After several rounds of offense and defense, Zhou Zhuofeng arrived not far from Liu Yu and others, followed by the Qi Refining Stage disciples.

On the hill where the Hehuanmen sentry post is located in the distance, the light of magic weapons and spells shines in the darkness, and there is the sound of fighting.

Generally, there will not be too many monks placed on sentry posts like this, and their strength will not be too strong. Fifteen disciples in the Qi refining stage are enough to take down.

The mines, houses, etc. were all protected by a dark red light shield. The Hehuan Sect disciples defended behind the light shield. Zhou Zhuofeng looked at all this with a serious face.

He ordered the Qi Refining Stage disciples to attack individually, but he did not rush to participate in the attack. Instead, he stood there and observed carefully, as if looking for flaws in the formation.

"yes!"

More than fifty disciples accepted the order in unison. Without any unnecessary words, they immediately dispersed and kept a certain safe distance.

Then they used magic weapons, cast spells, and some strange methods to attack the crimson shield.

Although the power of these magical weapons and spells of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage is very ordinary in the eyes of Liu Yu and other monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, their large number looks quite spectacular. The accumulation of a small amount also puts a lot of pressure on the Hehuan Sect monks. .

The various colored auras of the magical weapons and spells are far less conspicuous than the crimson mask, but there are so many that they are difficult to intercept, and one after another they fall on the mask like colorful raindrops.

"Bang bang" "ding ding"

Dozens of small roars in a row, due to the dispersion of power, were completely insignificant compared to the attacks in the foundation building stage.

Just like tiny pebbles thrown into a big lake, they can only create small ripples on the surface of the photomask.

Under the control of the Hehuanmen monks, this ripple quickly disappeared and would soon be smoothed out.

When Liu Yu, Zhou Zhuofeng and others saw this scene, they all frowned slightly. Such an attack was completely meaningless.

"Disciples, listen to the order. You are divided into six groups and attack those two places from different angles."

Zhou Zhuofeng quickly gave the order, pointed at two areas on the formation, and said to the Qi Refining Stage disciples.

Seeing this, Liu Yu nodded secretly, quite agreeing with Senior Brother Zhou's command.

The attack power of a single disciple in the Qi refining stage is too weak and can only consume a little of the spiritual power of the formation. Only if multiple people cooperate to attack one point at the same time can it achieve better results.

And if they are divided into six groups and attack from different angles, they are less likely to be intercepted, making the attack more efficient.

More than fifty Qi Refining Stage disciples obeyed the order and quickly divided into six groups to attack. A magic weapon came out of their hands again and flew towards the crimson light barrier.

After adjusting the strategy, the attack effect this time was significantly stronger, causing the crimson mask to tremble slightly, and two slightly faded "dents" were made.

Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness controlled the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade, turning it into a huge black blade that was over a foot long and a foot wide. He exerted a strength slightly beyond that of ordinary monks in the early stages of foundation building, and fought one against two with a foundation building from the Hehuan Sect. The two magic weapons of the early monks were entangled.

At the same time, he kept pulling the golden bowstring of the Yaojin Bow, and the liquid mana was transformed into sharp metallic spiritual power, condensed into golden arrows, locked somewhere in the crimson light shield, and kept shooting away.

With Liu Yu's current cultivation level, his magic power and spiritual awareness are higher than those of monks of the same level. It is easy to control two magic weapons to attack. While attacking, he still has a small half of his mind to observe and analyze the situation.

The Yuanyang Sect monks in the foundation building and Qi refining stages were attacking non-stop. The Hehuanmen monks could only stop most of them, and the other half fell on the formation, causing considerable damage to the formation.

If this trend continues, it will only be a matter of time before the formation is broken.

But what the Yuanyang Sect monks lack is time. After such a period of time, it is estimated that Tianqiong City has received the message, and reinforcements will arrive in less than half an hour.

And without Zhou Zhuofeng taking action, he couldn't break this formation in half an hour.

Liu Yu could think of this, and so could other foundation-building monks.

Seeing Zhou Zhuofeng's delay in making a move, Zhuang Shilong, Xie Junjie and others became anxious, frequently looking at the former but hesitating to speak.

Even the female cultivator in palace attire who used the green hairpin of the top-grade spiritual weapon frowned slightly, and her eyes flashed with anger.

With Zhou Zhuofeng's cultivation at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, he could certainly feel the eyes of his fellow disciples and understand what they meant.

But he was still there, staring at the formation and the Hehuanmen monks in the formation, seeming to be thinking about something, and seemed to be looking for another opportunity.

Liu Yu didn't know what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd, but he knew that this would never work.

"In this case, Liu cannot be blamed for the sect's failure to complete its mission."

"Could this person be an undercover agent of Hehuanmen?"

Seeing this scene, many speculations flashed through Liu Yu's mind. Finally, a sneer appeared on her face, and she focused on the situation in the direction of Sky City. If anything went wrong, she would immediately run away.

He sacrificed his life for the mission of the sect. He, Liu, was greedy for life and afraid of death, but he did not have this consciousness.

Less than half an hour passed, and the Yuanyang Sect's offensive was still urgent and fierce. The Hehuan Sect monks could only rely on formations to resist, and had no power to fight back.

Although the situation was extremely dangerous, under the crisis of life and death, they showed no reservations and exerted all their strength. They narrowly defended against the attack and seemed to have seen the light of day.

Only a few well-informed people do not have an optimistic attitude, but still have the energy to stand in a favorable position, ready to break through when the formation breaks.

Just when several foundation-building monks from the Yuanyang Sect were about to stop questioning, Zhou Zhuofeng suddenly moved.

He quickly took a few steps back, took out a purple shield from his storage bag, input mana and transformed it into a half-foot-sized shield, protecting it around him.

After protecting himself first, Zhou Zhuofeng continued to the next step.

He did not take out the magical weapon to attack like other monks, but slowly used the magic weapon in his hand, as if he wanted to use a powerful spell.

The moment Zhou Zhuofeng started to cast the spell, a strong wind suddenly blew up within a radius of three feet, blowing up fallen leaves all over the ground and flying into the air.

The ties that bound his long hair also fell off, allowing his long hair to fly freely, adding a bit of unruly style to his look.

The spiritual pressure that had reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building was released without reservation, and a trace of thunder-type spiritual energy gradually gathered in his hand, forming a dark blue thunder ball the size of a fist.

The violent power was restrained and restless, and the thunderball gradually grew in size as time went by.

"It's more than that."

Liu Yu's heart moved and she looked up.

A small group of dark clouds gathered directly above it and grew larger and larger, with blue electric light flashing from time to time.

In his spiritual sense, Zhou Zhuofeng's energy was vaguely connected to the dark clouds or thunder clouds above. This spell was by no means as simple as a thunder ball.

This was the first time Liu Yu had seen such a powerful spell.

Seeing the monk with the highest level of cultivation in Yuanyang Sect cast a spell that has been charged for so long, the power must be very amazing, and it may pose a powerful threat to the formation.

The Hehuanmen monks were not stupid. Three foundation-building monks immediately looked at each other. While fighting, they simultaneously took out a talisman and released the foundation-building level spells in it to attack Zhou Zhuofeng.

The goal is not to kill the opponent, but to disrupt the enemy's spellcasting rhythm.

The spell was cast suddenly, and when Liu Yu and other foundation-building monks from the Yuanyang Sect discovered it, it was too late to stop him.

“Bang bang bang”

With three consecutive roars, three second-level spells exploded in front of Zhou Zhuofeng, and were easily blocked by the purple shield, splashing a large amount of dust and smoke.

But ordinary dust and smoke could not block the prying eyes of the spirit at all. Liu Yu and others clearly saw that the purple shield was motionless and suspended in the air, and the aura was not affected at all just like before.

"At least it's a top-grade spiritual weapon."

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

Although these three second-level spells are still far away from the Golden Wind Dispersion Technique and the Black Bird Flame Technique, they are not something that top-quality magic weapons can receive at the same time without being damaged.

The only ones that could be taken over so easily were at least high-grade spiritual weapons. Considering the names of the Three Heroes and Four Heroes, they were probably top-grade spiritual weapons.

"Protect me."

Zhou Zhuofeng's voice reached everyone's ears. Liu Yu, Xie Junjie and other eight foundation-building monks understood and moved slightly closer to him while attacking.

But Liu Yu still kept an eye on it and stood at the furthest place.

Thinking of Zhou Zhuofeng's initial actions, it is still necessary to take appropriate precautions. Any Foundation Establishment monk in the field who is hit by this powerful thunder spell will be killed or injured.

The thunderclouds above this person are getting bigger and bigger, turning from light and thin to thick, and the energy emitted becomes more and more astonishing.

Even Liu Yu and the rest of the foundation-building monks were a little depressed, let alone the disciples in the Qi refining stage. The ability to use spells to control magic weapons was affected, and they could only stay away as much as possible to feel better.

About half a cup of tea had passed, and Zhou Zhuofeng had some beads of sweat on his temples. The thundercloud above had accumulated to an area of ​​20 to 30 feet.

Suddenly, the technique in his hand changed and began to rush. The thunderball suspended in front of him slowly floated upwards, and finally entered the center of the thundercloud.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhuofeng's magic skills changed again and became extremely slow. It seemed that every time he performed a magic skill, there was invisible pressure attached, making it extremely difficult.

Under his control, the thundercloud moved slowly and floated above the crimson light barrier.

When the enchanting female cultivator saw this, of course she knew something was wrong and immediately ordered an interception.

After saying that, a trace of physical pain flashed in her eyes, but she still took out two talismans that vaguely looked like firebirds on the surface, poured in magic power and flicked them gently, turning them into two huge black birds burning with flames, emitting light and heat wantonly.

Like a red lotus blooming in the night sky, it wants to wash away the dirt and rush straight towards the dark clouds without hesitation.

It's the Black Bird Flame Talisman!

Of course, it was impossible for the Yuanyang Sect to let him succeed. The female cultivator in palace attire reacted the fastest. The imperial envoy's green hairpin turned into a giant blue python, stopped the two black birds and flicked the snake's tail, causing them to get into a fight. Unable to move forward.

Taking this opportunity, Liu Yu and other foundation-building monks mobilized their magic power and accelerated their offensive, so that the enemy foundation-building monks could only resist the attack in front of them, unable to use their hands to interfere with the large-scale spells being formed.

As for the Qi Refining Stage monks on both sides, they were pretty much the same in number and cultivation, but they were fighting back and forth.

Occasionally, a few spells and magic weapons fell into the dark clouds, but they had no impact, just like a mud cow falling into the sea, never to return.

After about four or five breaths, the giant green python controlled by the female cultivator in palace attire had wiped out the two black birds, and the thundercloud of twenty to thirty feet finally floated over the red light barrier.

The clothes on Zhou Zhuofeng's upper body had exploded, revealing large solid muscles and protruding purple blood vessels.

The spiritual pressure and energy around him reached a peak, which seemed to be the limit of a monk in the foundation building stage.

"Shenxiao's Crazy Thunder!"

Suddenly, the corner of Zhou Zhuofeng's mouth opened in a wide arc, his eyes condensed with a cruel smile, and he softly uttered a few words.

Immediately, thunderclouds surged, rapidly shrunk in size, and converged toward the center.

"Boom boom boom"

Real lightning and thunder, nine thick and big dark blue thunderbolts in a row struck the center point directly above the crimson light shield in just the blink of an eye.

How fast does lightning and thunder occur?

Before the Hehuanmen monks even had time to react, nine thunderbolts had already struck the crimson light barrier.

Dazzling electric light shone on Liu Yu's face.

Under this burst of lightning, the auras of spells and magic weapons were eclipsed, making him feel lost for a moment.

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