Immortal Mansion Longevity

This kind of attack is no worse than the powerful spells such as "Golden Wind Dispersion" and "Black Bird Flame Technique", but only one step weaker than the rain of red ice crystals. Gotta go back a long way.

Magical instruments and spells have their own strengths, and some powerful spells are no weaker than fine instruments.

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

So they were gradually eliminated, and now there are few monks who focus on using spells to fight enemies.

And making all kinds of powerful spells into talismans perfectly solves this problem. When facing the enemy, you only need to input a little mana to activate the spells.

But this kind of talisman is expensive without exception. Purely using talismans against the enemy is an act of "burning spirit stones". Ordinary monks simply can't afford this kind of price, so most of them just buy one or two as a supplement to fighting skills. means.

After playing the golden wind talisman, Liu Yu continued to use the two magic weapons to attack, but was blocked by a monk in the formation, unable to attack the formation.

With only 70% of his strength, there is really no way to take advantage of the opponent.

Even so, Liu Yu didn't have the idea of ​​showing his full strength.

He needs to maintain the "personality", a cultivator who performed slightly better but not out of the ordinary at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. This is far more important than the success or failure of this mission.

Divine consciousness glanced over the mine, and Liu Yu noticed that the monks from the Hehuan Sect had all arrived, and the defenses were quite organized, not the previous panic.

Although the attack of their eight foundation-building cultivators was aggressive and powerful, most of them were intercepted midway, and only a small half of them landed on the formation, but they could not cause serious damage.

"If things go on like this, things will change. Time is on the side of the Hehuan Gate."

Divine consciousness had a panoramic view of everything, Liu Yu made a judgment and felt a sense of urgency in her heart.

If you can't break through the mine formation as soon as possible, you will be in a dilemma when the enemy reinforcements arrive in Vault of Heaven.

"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 at Zhou Zhuofeng and fifty or so qi-refining disciples who had been late to the rear.

These rounds of attacking and defending were all completed in just a few breaths, and only the qi-refining cultivator of the Hehuanmen had the deepest understanding of the dangers.

After several rounds of offense and defense, Zhou Zhuofeng came to Liu Yu and others not far away, followed by the disciples in the Qi refining period.

On the hill where the Hehuanmen sentry post is located in the distance, there are already magical lights shining in the darkness, and there is the movement of fighting methods.

Generally, there are not too many monks assigned to a post like this, and the strength is not too strong. Fifteen disciples in the qi refining stage are enough to win.

The mines, houses, etc. were all protected by a crimson mask, and the disciples of the Hehuan Sect guarded behind the mask, watching all this with a serious expression on Zhou Zhuofeng's face.

He ordered the disciples in the qi refining stage to attack individually, but he did not rush to participate in the attack, but stood on the spot to observe carefully, as if looking for the flaws in the formation.

"Yes!"

The fifty or so disciples took orders in unison, and immediately dispersed without any extra words, maintaining a certain safe distance.

Afterwards, he used magical tools, cast spells, and some strange methods to attack the crimson shield.

Although the power and power of these Qi-refining monks are very common in the eyes of Liu Yu and other foundation-building monks, the large number of them looks quite spectacular, and the accumulation of small amount can also bring a lot of money to the monks of the Acacia Sect. pressure.

The various auras of magic tools and spells are far less conspicuous than the crimson mask, but the number is difficult to intercept, and they fall on the mask like colorful raindrops one after another.

"Bang bang" "Ding Ding"

A series of dozens of small roars, due to the dispersion of power, are completely insignificant compared to the attacks of the Foundation Establishment period.

Just like small stones thrown into the big lake, only small ripples can be splashed on the surface of the mask.

Under the control of the Hehuan Sect cultivator, this little ripple quickly disappeared, and it would soon be smoothed out.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu, Zhou Zhuofeng and the others all frowned slightly. Such an attack was completely meaningless.

"All the disciples listen to the order, you are divided into six groups, and focus on attacking the two enemies from different angles."

Zhou Zhuofeng quickly ordered, pointing to two areas on the formation, and said to the disciple at the Qi refining stage.

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

The attack strength of a single disciple in the Qi refining stage is too weak, and it can only consume a little of the spiritual power of the formation.

Divided into six groups to attack from different angles, it is more difficult to intercept, making the attack more efficient.

The fifty or so disciples at the Qi-Refining stage obeyed the order and quickly divided into six groups to launch attacks. A magic weapon came out of their hands again and flew towards the crimson mask.

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 hit.

Liu Yu's divine sense controlled the soul-chasing blade of the son and mother, and turned it into a huge black blade that was about a zhang long and a foot wide. It exerted the strength slightly beyond the strength of ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building. The two instruments 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 a sharp metallic aura, condensed into golden arrows, locked somewhere on the crimson mask, and shot away continuously.

With Liu Yu's current cultivation level, his mana and consciousness surpassed those of other monks of the same rank. It was easy to control two magical weapons to attack, and while attacking, there was a small half-mind who could observe and analyze the situation.

The cultivators of the Yuanyang Sect's foundation-building and qi-refining stages were on the offensive all the time. The Hehuan Sect cultivators could only stop most of them, and the other half fell on the formation, causing a lot of trauma to the formation.

Following this trend, it is only a matter of time before the formation is broken.

But what the Yuanyang sect cultivators lack is time. After such a period of time, it is estimated that Sky Vault City has already received the message, and I am afraid it will come in less than half an hour.

And if Zhou Zhuofeng didn't make a move, he couldn't break this formation in half an hour.

Liu Yu can think of this, and so can other foundation-building cultivators.

Seeing Zhou Zhuofeng's delay in making a move, Zhuang Shilong, Xie Junjie and others were already anxious, and they frequently looked at the former before hesitating to say anything.

Even the female cultivator in the palace dress who was driving the green hairpin, a high-grade spiritual weapon, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes.

With Zhou Zhuofeng's cultivation at the peak of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he could of course feel the eyes of his classmates and understand what they meant.

But he was still there, staring at the formation and the Acacia Sect cultivator in the formation, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be looking for another opportunity.

Liu Yu didn't know what kind of medicine this person was selling in the gourd, but he knew that it would never go on like this.

"Since this is the case, then the sect's mission cannot be completed, so you can't blame Mr. Liu."

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

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu flashed a lot of speculation in her heart, and at the end, a sneer appeared on her face, and she focused her attention on the situation in the direction of Sky Vault City.

Sacrificing his life for the mission of the sect.

Another half a quarter of an hour passed, and the Yuanyang Sect's offensive was still urgent and fierce.

Although the situation was extremely dangerous, under the crisis of life and death, they showed no reservations, exerted all their strength, and defended the attack dangerously, as if they had seen the light of day.

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

Just when several cultivators of the Yuanyang Sect at the foundation-building stage were about to ask questions, Zhou Zhuofeng suddenly moved.

He quickly took a few steps back, took out a purple shield from the storage bag, input mana and changed it to half a zhang in size to protect him.

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

He didn't take out the magic weapon to attack like other monks, but he slowly struck the magic in his hand, as if he was going to use a powerful spell.

The moment Zhou Zhuofeng began to cast the spell, there was a sudden gust of wind in a radius of three feet, blowing leaves all over the ground and flying into the air.

The tie that bound his long hair also fell off, causing the long hair to fly freely, adding a bit of uninhibited demeanor.

The spiritual pressure that had reached the peak of the late Foundation Establishment was unreservedly released, and a trace of the aura of the Thunder System gradually gathered in his hands, forming a fist-sized dark blue thunder ball.

The violent power is bound in it, restless, and the thunderball gradually grows larger as time goes 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 became larger and larger, with blue electric lights flickering from time to time.

In his spiritual sense, Zhou Zhuofeng's whole body was faintly connected to the dark clouds or thunderclouds in the sky. This spell is not as simple as a thunderball.

This is the first time Liu Yu has seen such a powerful spell.

Seeing the cultivator with the highest cultivation level from the Yuanyang Sect, cast a spell that has been accumulating for such a long time, the power must be amazing, and it may pose a powerful threat to the opponent.

The Acacia Sect cultivator was not stupid. Three foundation-building cultivators immediately looked at each other. In addition to fighting, they took out a talisman and released the foundation-building spell to attack Zhou Zhuofeng.

Not to kill the opponent, but to disrupt the rhythm of the enemy's spellcasting.

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

"bang bang bang"

There were three consecutive roars, and three second-order spells exploded in front of Zhou Zhuofeng, which was easily blocked by the purple shield, splashing a lot of dust and smoke.

But ordinary dust and smoke could not stop the divine sense from snooping. Liu Yu and the others clearly saw that the purple shield was suspended in the air motionless, and the spiritual light was not affected at all.

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

This thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

Although these three second-order spells are still some distance away from the Golden Wind Scattering and Black Bird Flames, they are not the highest-quality instruments that can be picked up at the same time without any damage.

At least the only high-quality spiritual weapons that can be easily picked up are high-quality spiritual weapons. Thinking of the names of the Three Heroes and Four Heroes, most of them are high-quality spiritual weapons.

"Protect the law for me."

When Zhou Zhuofeng's voice reached everyone's ears, Liu Yu, Xie Junjie and other eight foundation-building cultivators understood and approached him slightly while attacking.

But Liu Yu still kept an open mind and stood at the farthest place.

Thinking of Zhou Zhuofeng's initial actions, it is necessary to take proper precautions. This kind of powerful thunder spell, hitting any Foundation Establishment cultivator in the field will either kill or injure him.

The thunderclouds over this person are getting bigger and bigger, from thin to thick, and the qi emanating is more and more amazing.

Even Liu Yu and the others, the foundation-building cultivators, are a little depressed, not to mention the disciples in the qi-refining stage. Their spells and magic tools are affected, and they can only feel better if they stay away from them as much as possible.

About half a cup of tea had passed, and Zhou Zhuofeng had sweat on his temples, and the thundercloud above had accumulated to a range of twenty to thirty feet.

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

Immediately after that, Zhou Zhuofeng's jutsu changed again, becoming extremely slow. It seemed that every smashing jutsu had an invisible pressure attached, making it extremely difficult.

Under his control, the thundercloud moved slowly and floated towards the top of the crimson mask.

When the enchanting nun saw this, she of course knew it was bad, and immediately ordered an interception.

After she finished speaking, there was a flash of pain in her eyes, but she still took out two talismans with the appearance of firebirds faintly on the surface, poured in mana and threw 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 filth and rush straight towards the dark clouds without hesitation.

Of course, the Yuanyang Sect side could not let it succeed~www.wuxiahere.com~ The female cultivator in the palace dress reacted the fastest, and the envoy turned the green hairpin into a cyan giant python, and flicked its tail on top of the two mysterious birds. , making it impossible to move forward in a tussle.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Yu and the other base-building cultivators simultaneously incited their mana and accelerated their offensive, so that the enemy base-building cultivators could only defend against the attack in front of them, and could not use their hands to interfere with the large-scale spells that were being formed.

As for the cultivators in the Qi refining period, they are not far from the same in number and cultivation level, but it is a fight between you and me.

Occasionally, a few spells and instruments fall into the dark clouds, but they have no effect, like a mud cow entering the sea and never return.

After about four or five breaths, the cyan giant python controlled by the female cultivator in the palace dress had wiped out the two black birds, and the thundercloud of twenty to thirty feet finally floated above the red mask.

Zhou Zhuofeng's shirt had been torn apart, revealing large chunks of muscle, with purple blood protruding.

The spiritual pressure and qi movement around him reached a peak, which seemed to be the limit of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period.

"God's Sky Crazy Thunder!"

Suddenly, the corner of Zhou Zhuofeng's mouth cracked into a large arc, and his eyes condensed into a cruel smile.

Immediately, the thundercloud surged, and the volume quickly shrank, converging toward the center.

"Boom boom boom"

The real lightning and thunder, a series of nine dark blue thunders just smashed into the center above the crimson mask in the blink of an eye.

The dazzling electric light shone on Liu Yu's face, and under this electric light, the auras of other magic instruments were eclipsed, making him a little absent-minded.