Chapter 168 Collapse

   I saw that the barrier formed by the formation was like a flashback, and the aura suddenly flourished, and then one after another, dense cracks spread on the barrier, quickly spreading throughout the barrier.

"boom"

   In the end, like the glass of a window shattered, it was torn apart under the attack of the enemy monks, turned into stardust that filled the sky, and then disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

   With the cultivator's spiritual sense, it can be clearly felt that the concentration of spiritual energy in this area has suddenly increased a lot. This is because the formation method has absorbed the spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy that has not been used up is melted into the air.

   "Pfft!"

   As the host of the formation, when the formation was broken, Cao Mengyu was inevitably backlashed, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was greatly weakened.

   With the formation as the basis, it is not an opponent. If the formation is broken, it is even less an opponent.

   In the formation, the monks of Yuanyang Sect certainly would not stay in place and wait to die. At the moment when the formation was broken, they turned around and fled.

   One by one, the disciples in the qi-refining stage flew to the south with their magical instruments. This was the opposite direction to the north, and it was also the road to Wangyue City.

There were also some clever monks who didn't follow the large army, but fled in the left and right directions. In order to avoid being chased by the enemy army, they did not gather together but spread out, and ran away one by one in a blink of an eye. A hundred feet away, it seems to be disappearing into the darkness.

   Qi-refining disciples responded so quickly, let alone a foundation-building cultivator?

   Yan Hongyu, Li Different, Ding Hui, Cao Mengyu and other foundation-building cultivators had been prepared for a long time, and they reacted faster one by one, and they flew two or three miles away in the blink of an eye.

   A few people scattered and fled in a tacit understanding, flying in different directions. Whether they can escape or not depends on the will of God. Cao Mengyu suffered serious injuries due to the backlash of the formation, so he fell behind.

   But at this time, life and death are speeding up, and every breath time is the key. How can you have the time to care about others if you don’t have time to escape? So there was no one to help.

But she was not the base-building cultivator who fell behind. The last one was Liu Yu. At the moment when the formation broke, he seemed to be "in a daze" for a while before he could react. Then he controlled the magic weapon and retreated back in the right direction. It is the entrance to the Medicine Garden.

  Because he was last, the other base-building cultivators of Yuanyang Sect did not pay much attention to Liu Yu's situation.

   Sticking to the moment when the formation is broken, it has already been considered to complete the mission of the sect. After all, the enemy is strong, and staying in place to fight the enemy is definitely a dead end. It is meaningless if nothing can be changed. It is just a death in vain.

   "You, you, go to the entrance of the Spirit Medicine Garden to prevent people from messing around."

   "Others follow me!"

  Qi Shaoan gave a sullen order, then took out a long pink fan, turned it into a pink ray of light, and quickly pursued towards Li Different.

   Its speed and spiritual pressure far exceed that of ordinary foundation-building cultivators, as well as its unremarkable long fan, its pressure is actually much higher than that of high-grade spiritual tools.

When it's time to reap the fruits, killing an opponent's foundation-building cultivator will not only get you his own financial spoils, but also get a considerable amount of merit after returning. These are all real spiritual stones. !

The other base-building reactions of the Hehuanmen camp were not much slower than Yan Hongyu and Li Different. They all grinned. As soon as the formation disappeared, they chased after the magic weapon tightly. The distance between the two sides did not widen, but slowed down. Zoom out slowly.

  I saw the bright lights in the night sky like meteors, approaching quickly and then going away, the lights of various colors spread in all directions, like the explosion of salutes in the night sky, it is truly beautiful.

   In an instant, the place where the two camps fought was empty, leaving only the traces of spells and instruments, showing what happened just now.

Two of the four late-stage foundation-building cultivators pursued Yan Hongyu closely, while the other two late-stage foundation-building cultivators each picked a mid-foundation-building cultivator from Yuanyang Sect to chase them away, while the middle-stage foundation-building cultivators were either Cooperate to hunt down the monks of the same rank, or simply hunt and kill the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, and earn profits steadily.

In the early stage of foundation building, in addition to cooperating with fellow practitioners to hunt down the same rank, some people rolled their eyes and simply chased and killed the monks in the Qi refining period of Yuanyang Sect. There is no risk, and as long as the number of hunters is large enough, the benefits It won't be any lower than the others.

   As for the convention that high-level monks are not allowed to kill low-level monks at will, who cares about this on the battlefield?

"Ding"

   Liu Yu drove the son and mother chasing blade to fly quickly, and controlled the sharp golden sword to resist the attack of the enemy monk. After one blow, he pretended to be defeated and the sharp golden sword was beaten and flew back.

   At this time, he was being targeted by an enemy monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Judging by his relentless pursuit, he had already made Liu Yu a target.

The man    chased looked like an old man in his seventies and eighties. He looked like an old man with a white beard and experienced vicissitudes.

   "Why do you have to leave in a hurry, little friend, the old man has no malice."

   "As long as the little friend hands over these two superb instruments, the old man promises to turn around and walk away and never pursue him, how about it?"

  The white-bearded old man stepped on a pitch-black iron rope and followed closely behind, looking at Liu Yu with greedy eyes, and coveting the two top-quality instruments, obviously because of this reason.

   The black iron rope under his feet was filled with light, and the speed increased by a little bit. The divine sense locked Liu Yu tightly, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly shortening.

  The white-bearded old man saw that Liu Yuxiu had an ordinary aura but possessed two top-quality instruments. He guessed that his net worth should be high, but his cultivation base was ordinary, but he had a lot of wealth. Isn’t this the best target to start with?

  According to his years of experience in cultivation, this type of cultivator is easier to succeed, and has more oil and water, and is the best target to start, so he resolutely pursues it.

   "Hand over the magic weapon and turn around and leave?"

   Liu Yu sneered in her heart, it's almost as if to deceive a three-year-old.

   However, he was not interested in the emptiness and the snake, but he quickly flew towards the entrance of the Spirit Medicine Garden when he mentioned his mana, ignoring the bewitching words of the white-bearded old man.

It has only been five or six breaths since the formation was broken, and Li Dianbu, the fastest cultivator of wind attribute exercises, only escaped four miles away and was still within the range of Liu Yu's consciousness. Several other foundation-building cultivators Still about three miles away.

   "Ah! Uh!"

   At this time, some of the slower disciples had already been overtaken by the enemy cultivators. Facing the enemy cultivators several times their own, they were completely powerless to resist. They only had enough time to let out a scream and then went silent.

   Qi-refining cultivators were besieging and killing qi-refining cultivators, and foundation-building cultivators were also slaughtering qi-refining cultivators. In a short period of time, Yuan Yangzong's qi-refining disciples had suffered a large number of casualties, and screams cut through the night sky one after another.

   No monk will be soft-hearted. In the fighting method, either you die or I die, the cruelty of the world of immortals is evident.

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