Chapter 4877 Can’t hold on
Zhang Yu now had a headache and was weighing whether he should go down and take a look.
This is indeed a very difficult choice, because once you go down, you are likely to be trapped and die below. If we don't go on, it might be an endless search and an endless battle.
The battle on the other side of the altar must be countless times more difficult than on our own side. There is no guarantee how long we can last. Maybe we won't be able to hold on anymore. Zhang Yu finally gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Fight!"
After making up his mind, he took back the money sword with a thought. Just as he was about to pounce on the zombies, Zhang Yu took a step forward and jumped directly into the pit.
As soon as the person left, Zhang Yu's eyes were filled with darkness.
On the altar, Song Zhenren, Mingzhen Lao Dao and other six people were still struggling to hold up the green flames. Previously, Master Song's eighteen black and white flags could still surround the perimeter of the altar, but now, the area of the package has been greatly reduced, and now it can only surround a quarter of the entire altar.
The surrounding green sea of fire was like a netherworld and purgatory. With the recycling of eighteen black and white flags, the distance between the six people was getting closer and closer.
They were struggling to hold on, and their heads and bodies were already covered in cold sweat.
To be honest, although they were surrounded by a sea of fire, they didn't feel any heat at all, only a chill. The reason why it's worth sweating is because the energy is consumed too much.
"Senior brother... I can't hold on any longer..." Yin Laodao, Song Zhenren's junior brother, said a little weakly.
"I'm about to die..." Yu Laodao followed.
"Me too..." "I can't stand it anymore..." Mingzhen's two junior brothers also said the same thing one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Song, what do you think we should do now? You and I can still support it now, but I don't think we can support it for long..." Mingzhen said.
"We are trapped here and can't escape at all... The only hope is Zhen Yizi and the others outside..." Song Zhenren said through gritted teeth.
"They seem to be in trouble... But even if there is no trouble, they probably won't be able to rush in from the outside to help us... It's also impossible to extinguish the flames here..." Mingzhen said.
"This should be a formation. We were careless before, so we were fooled and trapped here. The only way is to hope that they can break the formation as soon as possible..." Song Zhenren said.
Trapped in the sea of fire, they really had no choice but to rely on Master Song's magic weapon for support. However, everyone understands that this kind of support is just a stubborn resistance to buy as much time as possible. It's really uncertain whether I can leave here alive. Because fate is not in their hands at all, but in the hands of people outside.
The people from the Tianshi Mansion and the Shushan Sect outside the altar were not having a good time either. Endless zombies were attacking in waves, making them exhausted to deal with. The most terrible thing is that the strength of the walking zombies has become stronger and stronger. From the beginning, it could be killed with one move, but now it takes at least two blows. What's more, the speed of the walking corpses has also become faster. People like Zhang Yinling and Ye Buli have no effect at all here and rely entirely on the protection of their elders.
The gap in strength is now fully reflected. Zhen Yizi is worthy of being the disciple of Tianshi, and his cultivation is indeed profound. He showed a money sword made of 108 copper coins, and used the copper coins to form a Tiangang Earth Evil Formation to block the attacking zombies. Xing Xuzi, Xing Lizi, Ling Hongzi, and Zhang Zhenren kept using magic weapons to pass through the copper coin sword net from above to attack the walking corpses behind them.
The walking corpse was hit by the magic weapon and kept falling down, but it was not very useful. Because there are so many walking zombies, there will always be many walking zombies constantly attacking the copper coin sword net.
Zhen Yizi kept stimulating his true energy and used all his abilities. At best, he could make the walking corpses that hit the copper coin sword net fall into pieces as quickly as possible. Every time a walking corpse hits the Copper Coin Sword Net, blood mist will be emitted. This blood mist will consume the power of the Copper Coin Sword Net little by little.
It can be said that if the number of zombies is numerous, even if it is a hundred, Zhen Yizi is not afraid and can still kill them all. But I'm just afraid that if I encounter this situation, no matter how I kill, I won't be able to kill all the walking corpses.
Zhen Yizi gradually realized that his copper coin sword net was about to be unable to hold up, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on, not daring to carry any of it. The old Taoist knew in his heart that if his copper coin sword net could not stop him, everyone would die here. There is only one hope at the moment, and that is Zhang Yu. As long as Zhang Yu can find the person shaking the bell, or find the formation eye and break it, the big guy can be saved. Otherwise, death is certain.
Everyone understands that in this situation, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it is just the difference between holding on for a while longer or holding on for a little less.
There was still a gloomy wind in the stone room, and the gloomy wind carried the ringing of bells. In this place, Zhang Yinling was trembling a little now. But on the top of Zhen Yizi's head, not only the hair was wet, but also steam was coming out bit by bit. I didn't know how hot he must be.
When Zhang Yinling saw the steam rising from Zhen Yizi's head, how could she not understand the seriousness of the situation? She kept muttering in her heart, "Zhang Yu... hurry up and get it done... If you can't get it done, we will be doomed here." …”
After Zhang Yu jumped into the pit, his eyes were immediately filled with darkness, but the feeling of falling lasted only a short time. In just one second, Zhang Yu felt his feet on the ground.
Not only that, his eyes also lit up, because there was a ball of fire in front of his feet, illuminating the surrounding area.
Zhang Yu was almost certain that this ball of fire was the fire talisman he had knocked down earlier.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a familiar breath again, and there was no doubt that it was his Huangquan Order. Huang Quan Ling was not far from the fire. He had lost contact with him before. Now that he was here, Zhang Yu had some contact with Huang Quan Ling again.
With a thought in his mind, the Underworld Order returned to his palm. Not only that, Zhang Yu also looked around by the firelight.
This is a large stone room, but it is far inferior to the one just now. The end of this stone chamber could be seen at a glance, and Zhang Yu could really see that directly in front of him, about a dozen steps away, were three red-lacquered coffins. On his left and right sides, about a dozen steps away, there were three red-lacquered coffins.
There was nothing behind him except a stone wall.
Seeing the nine coffins here, Zhang Yu's heart inevitably moved. At this moment, Zhang Yu could realize that he had made the right decision by jumping down this time. Although there are no other portals here, Zhang Yu can almost confirm that the nine coffins here are most likely the location of the formation eye. However, why there are nine coffins in the array is somewhat confusing to Zhang Yu.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yu thought that it was not too late and he would definitely break the formation as soon as possible.
