Chapter 691: Heavy casualties, escape

Chapter 691: Heavy casualties and escape

In this environment, mana is rapidly consumed every minute and every second.

They must continue to use various means to resist the black rain. Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others have no energy to turn around and rescue.

However, Xu Haoran and others did not have this kind of strength at this time and could not act alone without Liu Yu.

They know clearly that this time they look back, they may never come back!

As expected, in just three breaths and the team had risen less than two miles, there were monks from the Purple Turban Army who couldn't hold on.

"Uh-huh~"

The spells failed to connect, and the mana shield was completely corroded by the black rain. The body of a Purple Scarf Army monk was suddenly exposed to the black rain.

"patter"

"Zizi~"

His clothes were instantly corroded by the black rain.

Shocking blood holes also appeared on Jin Dan's body, which soon turned into a strange black and purple color.

In the blink of an eye, his whole person was completely unrecognizable.

"call out"

No longer able to maintain flight in the air, the man fell directly downwards and disappeared into the bottomless darkness.

In everyone's perception, this person's life breath weakened rapidly and disappeared completely soon.

Seeing this scene, some monks saw pain and unbearability in their eyes, but they were helpless under the heavy black rain.

"Fellow Taoist from the ancient city."

Under the screen of silver light, Xu Haoran and others opened their mouths to speak but stopped talking when they saw their companions who had been together day and night dying unexpectedly.

Maintaining the light curtain, Liu Yu looked solemn and just shook his head slightly to express his helplessness.

In fact, he is certainly capable of rescuing.

But the sudden appearance of highly toxic black rain reminds people that the "Black Water Cave Array" is about to be restored.

In this case, every breath counts.

Liu Yu was naturally unwilling to waste time for a few Purple Turban Army monks and put himself in danger.

Anyway, the main goal of this trip is Xu Haoran. As long as this person is brought out safely, even if the other monks suffer more casualties, I believe the mission can be considered completed.

At this time, he was sweating profusely while maintaining the silver screen, looking like he was trying his best. No one could find fault.

The black rain was strange and extraordinary, and others didn't know how difficult it was for Liu Yu to maintain the silver screen, so naturally they had nothing to say.

"Uh-huh~!"

Not far away, another scream sounded from behind.

Another Purple Scarf Army monk could not hold on, his body was exposed to the poisonous black rain, and he screamed and fell into the depths of darkness, his life breath quickly weakening.

Of course, when everyone rose five miles and saw the light source representing the exit of the Immortal Prison, the pressure they endured increased several times.

Like dominoes falling, one after another the Purple Turban Army monks could no longer hold on and fell into the depths of darkness.

Some people screamed repeatedly, their eyes full of fear; some people were full of hope, hoping that their colleagues would rescue them; some people recognized the reality and did not scream from the beginning to the end, as if the physical pain did not exist.

Under the threat of death, all kinds of monks behaved differently.

Under the poisonous black rain, in just a few breaths, the team was reduced by less than half, and ten of the rescued Purple Scarf Army monks died.

Except for the eleven Xu Haoran people who were protected by the silver light curtain, no one else was spared.

As for the nine Guo Poyun and Liao Yunxi, although their cultivation was profound and their strength was intact, their auras gradually began to become unstable under the baptism of the poisonous black rain.

It looked like he couldn't hold on for long.

But fortunately, the exit is just around the corner!

…

"Pitter patter~"

"Bang bang bang!"

The heavy rain is pouring, and the dark lights of various colors shine tenaciously, dimming and lighting up again and again, like inexhaustible weeds.

Braving the poisonous black rain, the team was reduced to twenty-one people and slowly approached the light source little by little.

One mile, half a mile, fifty feet

As the exit got closer, Liu Yu and others became more vigilant.

The Golden Core Guards have not been forgotten, but there are still three fish that slipped through the net.

However, until everyone returned to the ground, the expected attack did not come, and there was no sign of the Golden Core guard at all.

The familiar passage came into view, because the entire space collapsed on a large scale, and the road behind it disappeared out of thin air.

There is only a piece of bluestone hanging outside, and a passage dozens of feet long in front.

Colorful auras flickered from time to time, making the passage look less dim, and the exit of the Immortal Prison was within easy reach.

"tread"

Stepping on the lonely bluestone outside and looking at the familiar passage, everyone felt relieved.

Once you get here, walk a few dozen feet to reach the black iron gate where you came from.

It can be said that there is only one step away from escaping and ascending to heaven.

Everyone's consciousness can already scan the remains of the black iron door and some scenes from the outside world.

Not far from the passage, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but it could not reach here for the time being.

Only three to five feet apart, but it's like two worlds!

"Huh~"

After confirming that it was safe, Liu Yu dispersed the silver screen of light and exhaled a heavy breath.

In the ten or so breaths of the poisonous black rain, he consumed 40% of his body-refining mana. The power of the seemingly inconspicuous black rain is evident.

Of course, it was also necessary to protect Xu Haoran and others, so the silver screen was opened as wide as possible.

As for Guo Poyun and others, their mana consumption is even greater, and their overall power has dropped by less than half compared to its heyday.

On the contrary, Xu Haoran and others, under the protection of Liu Yu, did not consume much mana.

But the successive deaths of their companions were a big blow to them.

Many people's eyes were red, looking into the depths of the dark space where the poisonous black rain fell, and it was difficult to accept the reality.

A sudden change occurred, and in just ten breaths, ten companions died one after another!

"Hiss~"

After temporarily escaping from the crisis, several core members of the Civilian Alliance gasped.

Unlike Liu Yu's silver-white light curtain, which could effectively resist the poisonous black rain, they could only alternately use various methods to push away the falling black rain, but the effect was relatively not very good.

Some core members who could not bear the damage to the magic weapon did not choose to sacrifice the magic weapon. There were inevitably some holes in the defense, and a small amount of black rain fell on the body.

When the mind and body are highly tense, I don’t feel anything.

But as soon as their minds relaxed, waves of heartbreaking pain hit them one after another, causing them to break out in cold sweat.

Unknowingly, where the black rain fell, the flesh and blood were covered in black and purple, and all the flesh and blood were necrotic.

Moreover, the necrotic area is still expanding at a slow rate, and the toxicity is spreading towards the meridians and Dantian.

For a moment, the expressions of the injured members changed drastically.

They quickly used magic to heal the wounds, and used magic to seal the necrotic areas to prevent the poison from spreading further.

As for draining the black rain, we don't have that time at this time and can only wait until the operation is over.

"The power of the fourth-level formation is indeed too powerful for the Golden Core cultivators."

"Just a small amount of force was mobilized, and the team suffered heavy casualties."

Scanning the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, Liu Yu glanced at each of his teammates and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, the sense of urgency in his heart getting stronger.

As soon as the poisonous black rain appeared, the life breath disappeared at an extremely fast speed in the space where there were still many low-level monks' breaths.

By this time, there was no life left at the bottom of the space ten miles below.

In the darkness, there was deathly silence.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't do anything to help those comrades who died!"

"If we had tried our best to kill the guard commander earlier, perhaps the tragedy just now would not have happened."

Liu Yu cupped his hands and showed a little guilt on his face.

Although there is no fluctuation in my heart, if I am not sad at this time, it seems a little unreasonable?

"Everything has its own destiny, right?!"

"Fellow Taoist Gucheng, there is no need to blame yourself. Haoran knows that you have tried your best."

"The exit is right in front of us. Those comrades didn't take this step. Maybe everything is destined."

"Alas~"

Looking back at the poisonous rain curtain, Xu Haoran murmured, with a look of disappointment on his face.

After speaking, he sighed heavily without any intention of blaming.

After all, everyone has witnessed Liu Yu's performance just now. He has indeed "tried his best" and is not ignoring death.

…

"Let's go."

After a brief rectification, Liu Yu rose into the air and disappeared into the passage in a flash.

It took about two breaths to deal with the injuries hastily on the bluestone, and then everyone continued on their way.

The escaping light disappeared into the passage, and the darkness quickly became quiet, except for the sound of black water drops falling, which continued to sound.

But there was probably no monk alive in the entire prison, and there was silence.

"Whizzing"

After flying away at extremely high speed, just a moment later, the black iron door came into view.

Three protective flame shields surround the body, and a layer of azure aura appears on the body surface, and the divine consciousness scans the surroundings all the time.

Master Liu Yuyi was bold and walked directly through the black iron door.

The next moment, his vision suddenly widened.

A wall of black ice quickly enlarged into view and was already showing a tendency to melt.

The black water, which contains such poison that it can quickly destroy even the golden elixir monk's physical body, is already showing signs of flowing.

It won't take long for the "Blackwater Cave Secret Formation" to be fully restored.

"Whoosh~"

Seeing this scene, Liu Yudunguang passed through the gap in the black ice wall without any pause.

After passing through the black ice wall, he paused and looked towards Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi, Xu Haoran and others.

The big stone in my heart was finally put down at this time, and I didn't have to worry about being trapped in the Black Mountain Immortal Prison.

Xu Haoran was successfully rescued. Although nearly half of the Purple Turban Army's twenty-one golden elixirs were lost, the mission was considered to be successfully completed.

After all, everything in the Black Mountain Immortal Prison is unknown, and casualties are inevitable.

During the rescue process, although there were several interceptions, Liu Yu used his tyrannical strength to force through them.

In his opinion, everything was still too smooth, so smooth that it felt unreal.

"That's right, maybe this is normal."

"After all, my strength at this time is already at the "Saint Son level"."

"If you have no reservations and are firmly in the top ten of the live rankings, it will be normal for you to not meet any opponents."

"These three interceptions are a narrow escape for ordinary monks."

"Without me, this operation would most likely fail."

Liu Yu thought about it and felt relieved.

The only thing he was afraid of was the "Black Water Cave Formation" in front of him.

As for the formation mechanisms in the Immortal Prison, they were a fatal threat to ordinary golden elixirs, but he didn't take them seriously yet.

Even the final poisonous black rain can be sustained for a long time with the "Star True Body" in the late third level.

"patter"

It was dry and dry when we left, and there was no sign of rain. When everyone returned to the ground, it started to rain lightly in the night sky.

The rain blurred the vision and made the sound much lower.

But in Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness, the fighting skills of several Nascent Soul Lords fluctuated, and the terrifying power fluctuations were still clearly visible even from dozens of miles away.

"Hahaha~"

After escaping and ascending to heaven, Xu Haoran and other Purple Turban Army monks looked ecstatic and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

Someone directly dispersed the mana shield, and any rainwater soaked into the prison uniform, as if they wanted to wash away the past.

Some people closed their eyes and opened their arms, letting the rain wash over their faces, as if to embrace new life.

Some people looked downcast and their eyes were a little moist, perhaps because they couldn't let go of the past, or perhaps they couldn't forget their dead companions.

But no matter what, they all survived the torture and torture of Brother Qianting and spent long and dark years.

After experiencing the baptism of the poisonous black rain, I finally regained my freedom!

"Ahhhh~!"

Under the wash of rain, some monks couldn't help shouting to the sky, venting all kinds of emotions in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu shook his head slightly, but he somewhat understood their excitement.

It was relatively safe at the moment. Zhenjun Qianting was still far away. It would be okay to stay for a while, so he did not make a sound to urge him.

"It is indeed difficult to end well if you go against Qanting Holy Land."

"Knowing that you can't do something, you do it, so among thousands of casual cultivators, the Purple Turban Army can always have a very high reputation."

"It's really not easy for these fellow Taoists."

Silently watching the people of the Purple Turban Army, Guo Poyun looked complicated and said.

Eyes are the windows to the soul, and there are rich emotions in this person's eyes at this moment.

There is unquenchable yearning, and there is also guilt that dare not come forward.

Struggle requires bloodshed and sacrifice, and not every casual cultivator can have such a profound understanding.

Hearing this, Liu Yuwei nodded, but did not speak.

After being imprisoned for a period of time, they were finally rescued. The fate of Xu Haoran's eleven people should be relatively good.

He knew that most of the casual cultivators who fought against Qanting Holy Land should have died in obscurity, and often without their bodies intact.

Once it falls into the hands of Qanting Holy Land, no organization will send anyone to rescue it.

With the strength gap between the casual cultivator organization and Qanting Holy Land, there is simply not enough power to carry out rescue, and if they go there, they will just die in vain.

Just like this time, if it were not for him and if he did not occupy the right time and place, Guo Poyun and others would probably never return.

Moreover, the informal cultivators are divided into radicals and conservatives, and the radical organizations are not subordinate to each other, so all the forces cannot be united together.

There is still a long way to go for casual cultivators to turn themselves around.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists, I just lost my temper a little bit."

After venting their anger for about ten years, Xu Haoran and others gradually regained their composure and bowed their hands openly.

"Nothing, I can understand how all of you are feeling at the moment."

Liu Yu smiled slightly and waved her hand to express that she didn't mind.

Then his smile faded, his face became solemn, he stared at the direction where several Nascent Soul Lords were fighting, and said slowly:

"Right now, we are not completely out of danger yet."

"Now that we have rescued all of our comrades, we should leave here quickly."

"Elder Qingshui has prepared an escape route. We need to approach the battlefield first to get a specific way to leave."

After saying this, everyone in the Purple Turban Army nodded and had no other opinions.

The restrictions on the golden elixir have not yet been lifted. Currently, their strength is only slightly stronger than that of the foundation-building monks. Naturally, everything must be arranged.

"Controll your breath and try not to attract the attention of True Lord Qian Ting."

After saying this, Liu Yu raised the magic power in his body and rushed into the heavy rain curtain, slowly approaching the Nascent Soul battlefield.

During this period of time, the place where the two Nascent Soul Lords fought was some distance away from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison.

Currently, it is between ninety-five miles and one hundred miles.

In order not to expose his spiritual consciousness that was far beyond the realm, he did not send out the message immediately, but planned to get closer to a certain distance and then send the message to Qingshui Zhenjun.

After all, just after reaching the late stage of Jindan cultivation, the range of spiritual consciousness has reached one hundred and fifty miles, which is really shocking to hear. You still have to pay attention to this aspect at all times.

No matter in any region, the soul aspect is the most difficult to improve, and it is no small matter when it comes to the soul.

"Whizzing"

In the drizzle, a sound broke through the air, and a group of eleven people entered the rain curtain one after another, and their figures quickly disappeared.

Only then did the low-level monks on Luofu Mountain dare to poke their heads out.

"Hey~"

In a secret corner, watching Liu Yu and his party go away, the second guard commander also breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he frowned and thought about how to overcome the difficulty.

After all, the Black Mountain Immortal Prison was almost destroyed and failed to stop the other party from rescuing people. He could not escape the responsibility of dereliction of duty no matter what.

…

"Whizzing"

Because of the drag of Xu Haoran and others, the group could not escape at full speed, and it took them ten breaths to escape twenty miles.

Approaching within seventy miles of the Yuanying battlefield, Liu Yu locked the position of Zhenjun Qingshui, immediately used the magic weapon with both hands, and sent out an encrypted sound transmission.

"Elder Qingshui, this junior successfully rescued fellow Purple Turban Army members, including Xu Haoran."

The Nascent Soul monster's spiritual consciousness starts at least two hundred miles away. It is easy to inquire about the spiritual communication between Jindan monks.

Therefore, if you want to avoid being eavesdropped, you must use a special method of sound transmission. It cannot convey too much information and can only be concise and concise.

In fact, with the strength of Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness, it would not be easy for a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul to find out, even if he did not use special means.

But in order to hide this accomplishment, he still chose to enter within seventy miles and then use special means to encrypt it.

The spiritual consciousness of monks in the late Jindan period is generally around ninety miles.

The reason why the sound is transmitted closer to 20 miles away is because the aftermath of the Nascent Soul level fight will have a greater impact on the spread of spiritual consciousness.

The dense rain curtain also had some impact.

After sending out the sound transmission, the group of people continued to escape from the light and continued to stay away from the Black Mountain Immortal Prison, but did not approach the Nascent Soul battlefield.

"Come soon"

"Find the teleportation array and activate it first. The three of you will arrive soon."

After flying for only a few miles, Liu Yu received a message from Zhenjun Qingshui.

This transmitted message accurately pointed to a location within a hundred miles of Luofu Mountain, and included the techniques and steps for activating the teleportation array.

"Teleportation array?"

"Yes, judging from the fact that we can design the "Ice Soul Cold Breath Formation", a fourth-level formation."

"Zhenjun Qingshui's formation attainments are likely to reach the "Grandmaster level"."

"The teleportation array is indeed the best way to escape pursuit."

Quickly digesting the information, Liu Yu couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and immediately turned around.

According to the guidance of Lord Qingshui, he flew towards the location of the teleportation array.

Seeing this, Guo Poyun, Xu Haoran and others also followed suit.