Chapter two thousand six hundred and seventy-two after the catastrophe
Everyone has no idea, but the situation has come to this point and they can only grit their teeth and persevere.
Everyone is hoping for a miracle, even though they know it is impossible.
What they can rely on now is this last formation, which can provide them with some protection, but the seemingly thick light curtain is constantly weakening under the opponent's violent attacks.
If this continues, there will still be no change in the outcome.
The fall seems irreversible.
Most of the faces of Yunyin Sect monks showed sadness.
Regardless of the level of cultivation, it is not easy to get to this point. Who wants to perish? The problem is that now, they can't see any hope of survival.
"Fight!"
Chen Yu bit her teeth, she was just an alchemy monk.
Being able to survive is considered an anomaly, or she is really lucky, but her good luck ends here. Once the last formation is broken, a cultivator of her level will definitely be in trouble.
It just fell away.
There's not even room for struggle!
Chen Yu's mood was extremely sad, and he tried his best to release his spiritual consciousness and look for any monks among the enemies of the three sect alliance that he could barely match.
She didn't want her to fall without any meaning.
Even if you are destined not to live, you still have to find someone to support you.
It's not that easy for Ran to find a suitable target. The three factions' alliances have experts like clouds and strong generals like rain. Those sent to fight for the mines are all elite disciples of the sect. Although there are nearly ten thousand people, Ran
But among so many monks, it is difficult to find an immortal cultivator in the elixir condensation stage.
The worst cultivation level is at the Nascent Soul stage, and such a being is not something that today's Chen Yu can match.
Disappointment flashed across her face.
But at this moment, Chen Yu discovered something was wrong.
Or rather a very strange scene.
The disciples of the three faction alliance actually began to evacuate.
No, we can't say evacuate.
The other party seemed to have received some news, and then it was like pouring a ladle of water into a boiling pot of oil, and it suddenly began to boil. Through his spiritual consciousness, Chen Yu could see clearly that the arrogant disciples of the three sects actually showed panic.
color.
Yes, it was panic, as if they were suddenly in danger of disaster.
Is this so possible?
At this moment, they clearly still have the absolute upper hand.
The final formation was almost broken. It was the immortal cultivators of the Yunyin Sect who should be panicking, and why should the disciples of the three factions alliance be panicking.
Chen Yu was not only surprised but also surprised. In a daze, he even thought there was something wrong with his eyes.
However, she shook her head and suddenly found that her companions around her had expressions of surprise on their faces. Apparently they had the same doubts as herself. In other words, what she saw was not an illusion, but reality.
Chen Yu was ecstatic about her discovery. Although she didn't understand the whole story, she vaguely felt that things might have turned around.
Maybe, there is no need for me to perish.
This idea popped up in Chen Yu's mind without any reason, but just this discovery was enough to surprise her.
Gradually, most Yunyin Sect disciples made similar judgments, and joy spread among them.
The monks from the three factions alliance seemed panicked, and some had already begun to evacuate.
Originally, only a few people did this. However, once someone takes the lead, fear will become contagious and spread everywhere like a plague.
Soon, the evacuation turned into a scramble to escape. The three powerful alliances and nearly 10,000 powerful immortal cultivators were dispersed in less than a cup of tea.
This thing sounds a bit outrageous, but the facts are there.
The blame lies solely on the two elders of the three sects who stayed behind. They did not explain the whole story clearly, which made all the disciples confused, so under their own imagination, their fear increased a lot.
But no matter what, this is an excellent result for Yunyin Sect.
At first, it was just speculation, and I didn't dare to have too much hope. Unexpectedly, everything I hoped for actually came true. Everyone did not die, and everyone was alive and well.
"We are not dreaming!"
A monk's dumbfounded voice reached his ears. He didn't even know that the magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground. The scene that happened in front of them just now, no matter from any angle, really challenged common sense.
So much so that even now, they are still in a daze, unable to fully react from the shock.
After a long time, finally one of the monks burst into cheers, and then seemed to wake up all the immortal cultivators around him. Everyone jumped, jumped, and cheered. There were even emotional ones who hugged their companions and cried, but those tears
It's true that it's joy.
Those who have never experienced the excitement of surviving a disaster will never be able to understand it.
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This is a cave.
There were four or five immortal cultivators gathered inside.
Although the number of people is small, their realm is extraordinary, and the lowest one has reached the middle stage of Dongxuan.
The two at the top are even more powerful beings at the level of distraction.
The girl with silver eyes and the boy named Long!
Except for the immortal cultivators who stayed behind at the helm of the Yunyin Sect, and the other high-level monks who arrived at the mines, except for the fallen ones, the rest are all here.
Outside, only a few dozen miles away from here, the sound of killing was loud, and the disciples were fighting bloody battles with the enemy.
They are hiding here not because they are cowardly, but because they are recharging their energy and preparing to face the opponent's high-level immortal cultivators.
Their opponents were even more formidable. You should know that the people in the cave were all seriously injured, especially the silver-eyed girl, whose left arm was broken at shoulder level.
Although the blood was already in the wound, there was a strange smell spreading out from the wound. It was obvious that this woman had not just had one arm chopped off, but had been poisoned.
With such an injury, another person might be bedridden.
However, the silver-eyed girl's expression was still extremely indifferent. Yes, in terms of cultivation and strength, she was far from comparable to Lin Xuan, but the leader of a sect had gone through hardships that others could hardly imagine.
No matter how dangerous the situation is, as the Great Elder, she is the backbone of the disciples. No matter how serious the injury is, she cannot show any weakness.
Otherwise, if she falls first, the sect will really be in danger of being destroyed, so no matter how hard it is, even if one of her arms is cut off by the enemy, even if she is poisoned, she must grit her teeth and hold on.
"It would be great if Junior Brother Lin was here."
This woman was thinking like this. Although she didn't think that Lin Xuan could turn the tide with the opponent's absolute advantage, but with his strength, he could at least rescue a few of his disciples.
It can also be considered as leaving some more fuel for our sect.
Forget it, why bother thinking so much, I just hope that under the leadership of Junior Brother Lin, the remaining disciples of our sect can work together to protect the rudder.