"Fire Snake Technique", "Thunder Palm" and "Ice Needle Technique"
Low-level spells with various attributes were cast into the mist, but their effects were very weak and could not stop the spread of the pink mist at all.
The mist spread extremely fast, and in less than five or six breaths it was already close to the Blackwater Extreme Wind Formation, and the two were about to come into contact.
"Zizzizi"
As soon as the dark barrier formed by the mist and the formation came into contact, a violent reaction occurred like boiling oil poured on raw meat.
Wisps of black smoke emerged between the two, and as the contact area increased, the reaction became stronger and more obvious.
"Zizzizi"
The aura of the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation was rapidly consumed. Although the barrier was not broken, the aura on the surface was slowly but surely weakening and dimming.
This is the reason why the spiritual energy in the formation becomes insufficient. Although the Black Water Extreme Wind Formation is directly placed on the spiritual veins of the Spiritual Medicine Garden, and there is enough spiritual energy without worrying about consumption, there is an upper limit to the speed at which the formation can absorb spiritual energy.
Faced with the magical weapons and spell attacks of the enemy's foundation-building monks and Qi-refining monks, as well as the fierce invasion of pink mist, the speed of the formation's absorption of spiritual energy has gradually failed to keep up with the speed of consuming spiritual energy.
The pink mist, in particular, seems to be very resistant to barrier-type formations and can consume a large amount of spiritual power in the formations. I wonder if it is a magic weapon specially equipped by the Hehuanmen camp 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 monks to break the formation!
"Can't hold on any longer!"
While Liu Yu was struggling to deal with the attacks of the two enemy cultivators, he was distracted by the situation on the field and made a judgment in his mind.
When the formation is broken, 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 elixir garden. Everything was done silently, and no one noticed his "little movements".
Under such a fierce offensive, Cao Mengyu faced even greater pressure. He used his magic skills to control the formation, trying to restore the decline of the formation.
But given the absolute disparity in strength, all efforts are in vain, and the situation is still deteriorating step by step, seeming to be sliding toward a bottomless abyss.
Faced with such a situation and a life-and-death crisis, even Cao Mengyu, as a foundation-building monk, couldn't help but show a bit of panic on his face and worry in his eyes.
Her eyebrows were furrowed, her clothes had been wet with sweat, and her clothes clung to her skin, revealing her beautiful figure, with two tall peaks bulging forward and backward.
It's a pity that under such circumstances, no one appreciates this beautiful scenery.
On the other side, Yan Hongyu was being blocked by two monks of the same level. Although she wanted to stop her, she was unable to do anything. She could only watch the pink mist continue to consume the spiritual power of the formation.
Li Tongtong was also dealing with the attacks of two monks of the same level, but he was much more relaxed than Yan Hongyu. He could occasionally take out his hand to use magic weapons or spells to disperse some pink mist, but soon a steady stream of mist was added, and the effect was extremely
limited.
The two late-stage Foundation Establishment monks were helpless, and the other Foundation Establishment stage monks were even more powerless.
There were already several enemy foundation-building monks, and the burden was shared among everyone. The pressure on the Yuanyang Sect cultivators was so great that they could not take action at all and could only watch the situation worsen.
As for the monks in the Qi Refining Stage, the difference in numbers was nearly doubled. They had no power to fight back and could only try their best to resist the attacks of the enemy monks.
But after all, it was only a drop in the bucket. The enemy brought over this batch of Qi-refining monks who were much more powerful than the last time. They could not stop the attacks of spells and magical weapons, and bombarded the formations unscrupulously.
Moreover, these monks in the Qi Refining Stage are extremely experienced and move constantly when attacking, making it difficult for everyone in the formation to lock onto them. They also stand extremely scattered, so that even if they have some powerful trump cards, they cannot cause huge casualties to the opponent.
At this time, the situation has become very clear. With the huge gap in strength, it is only a matter of time before the formation is broken.
Many disciples in the Qi Refining Stage had already flashed their eyes, looking around to see where the enemy monks were standing, secretly observing where there were fewer people, so that they could break out and find a way out for themselves when the formation broke through.
By this point in this battle, the morale of the army has been weakened. There is no point in holding on in the face of a huge gap in strength. It is just a dead end.
It's just that ants are greedy for life, let alone monks who aspire to immortality?
"Junior brothers and sisters, since the Spiritual Medicine Garden can no longer be defended, let's break out individually after the formation is broken."
"I hope all my colleagues will take care of themselves. I'll see you soon. See you in Wangyue Xianyuan City!"
Suddenly, Liu Yu heard Yan Hongyu's spiritual voice in her ears, and her voice sounded a little anxious and helpless.
Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness controlled the magic weapon to fight with the enemy, and he looked towards Yan Hongyu without moving his expression.
I saw this woman trying her best to tangle with two people of the same level. Although she had sharp spiritual weapons and various methods, the enemy monks could also practice to the late stage of foundation building, so they were obviously not vegetarians.
Only twenty or thirty breaths had passed since Liu Yu arrived here, and less than half a cup of tea had passed. Yan Hongyu was already at an absolute disadvantage, and she was struggling to defend herself.
This woman should also be paying attention to the movements of her classmates. When Liu Yu looked over, she nodded secretly.
Several other fellow disciples who were in the Foundation Establishment stage during the fight also had an indiscernible response. They couldn't help but look at this woman, obviously they had also received the message.
Some people couldn't help but look ashamed, and angrily summoned up their magic power to attack the enemy cultivators. These were monks from other sects who were born in the sect and grew up in the sect. Some people felt relieved and couldn't help but look relaxed, and were already thinking about their own future
The retreat is for monks who join halfway or come from a family.
There was no sadness or joy on Liu Yu's face, and she was calm inside.
The black hood covered most of his face, covering his face in shadow. The whole person looked a bit mysterious and cold, and his every move did not look like he was facing a life-or-death crisis.
For him, the breaking of the formation was just the beginning, and his battle was far from over.
Liu Yu touched the storage bag, took out a jade kettle, tore open the sealing charm on it, took the handle and poured two sips into his mouth.
This is a kind of spiritual wine brewed from spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits, called "Snow Flower Brewing". It can restore a small amount of mana without refining, and can restore about one-tenth of the mana of a monk in the early foundation building period.
It can play a life-saving role at critical moments. It cost two thousand spiritual stones to buy a small pot. A pot only has ten mouthfuls. You can only drink two mouthfuls at most at a time to restore one-tenth of your mana. Drinking more will also restore one-tenth of the mana.
no effect.
After the spiritual wine entered his stomach, his mana began to grow and recover. Liu Yu put the "snowflake brew" into his storage bag, and took out two medium-grade spiritual stones, one green and one red, and held them in his hand to absorb the spiritual energy in them to restore his mana.
At the same time, the movements are non-stop, and the magic weapon is controlled to flip and move to entangle with the enemy. It never takes the initiative to attack but only passively defends, 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 extremely slowly, especially for the Yuanyang Sect monks in the formation, every minute and every second is such a torment.
The aura of the magical weapons and spells shone dazzlingly, and the two sides went back and forth, and another twenty or thirty breaths of time passed like this.
"Bang!" "Bang bang!" "Bang bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, as if it had reached a critical point, the Blackwater Extreme Wind Formation could no longer bear it, and the formation nodes everywhere exploded one after another.
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