An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The death of the first monk seemed to open a floodgate, and soon a second person was seriously injured because of the golden elixir. In the end, he could only watch in despair as his golden elixir was corroded bit by bit by the demonic energy.

The feeling of watching the golden elixir that I had finally condensed through so much hardship be destroyed bit by bit is really almost the same as being executed by someone.

In this situation, no matter how determined the monk is, he will certainly not be able to remain calm.

There were pitiful wailings, unwilling roars, and angry yells.

In addition, because the golden elixir was corroded, all the essence in his body eventually leaked out, and his body quickly became old and shriveled, which brought about a visual impact.

The monks in the field felt as if there was a huge mountain in their hearts, weighing them down and making them unable to breathe.

The Golden Crow Prince, White Tiger and other demon clans stood in the corner as if nothing had happened. They just looked on with cold eyes at the miserable situation of the human monks.

This weird demonic energy seems to be a golden elixir specifically targeted at human monks, and has little impact on them, the demon clan.

When the demonic energy enters their bodies, they only need a little refining to drive it away. This is why they are so calm.

"Fellow Taoists, we cannot sit still and wait for death. Please join hands to break the formation."

"Now that things have come to this, please stop hiding your clumsiness. I believe that you must still have some life-saving means at the bottom of the box. Please take them out."

"Success or failure depends on this. No matter how strong the formation is, it will never be able to withstand a combined attack from so many of us."

The magic formation is so profound that even the monks here who have studied the magic deeply cannot find a way to break it in a short time.

So someone shouted loudly and called on all the monks to attack the formation together, trying to violently break the formation with the huge damage caused by everyone's joint attack.

The monks responded one after another. They were terrified by the miserable appearance of the previous monks when they died, and naturally they did not want to stay here for a moment longer.

So, under the command and guidance of a middle-aged monk, everyone used their strongest means to attack the formation.

"boom"

The formation shook violently and withstood the combined attacks of so many monks, and every blow was enough to cause ordinary Jindan monks to be seriously injured or even die directly, but the formation quickly returned to normal.

"How is this possible? With one strike from us together, even the spirit treasure may be shattered."

"The damn demon cultivator will definitely use shocking secret treasures to arrange this formation."

"Fellow Taoists, don't be discouraged. There are many of us. As long as we persist and continue to attack, no matter how strong the magic formation is, it is possible to break through."

After a period of commotion, under the guidance of the middle-aged monk, everyone once again launched a powerful blow towards the formation.

This time, they took action with anger, and they struck three times in a row.

"Boom boom boom"

There were three loud noises in a row, and terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations filled the formation. The powerful shock wave even caused some monks to fly backwards.

Under their joint attack, the formation trembled more violently, and even the dark light curtain lost its color for a moment, revealing the mine tunnel outside the formation.

When their attack stopped, the formation returned to its original state, and the dark demonic energy floating from the formation became even more intense.

"Impossible, what kind of formation is this and why is it so strong?"

"Am I going to die here today?"

"I am not willing to accept it. I am the genius of the family and the hope of the family's rise. I must not fall like this."

"Fellow Taoists, let's do it again. This formation is so strong that it can't be simply deployed using treasures. Behind the formation, there must be a large number of demon cultivators working hard to maintain it."

"I think so too. Now we are competing with the demon cultivators for consumption. Every time we attack the formation, the demon cultivators who maintain the operation of the formation will also suffer huge backlash."

"Fellow Taoists, cheer up. We must not give up. Once we give up, we will be slaughtered. If we work together to break the formation, there is still a glimmer of hope."

The monks cheered up again and, still under the guidance of the previous middle-aged monk, began to attack the formation continuously.

Even some monks who were seriously injured and saw that there was almost no way out, joined the crowd at the last moment when the golden elixir was about to be broken, and contributed their last strength.

As the monks expected, outside the large formation, the demonic cultivators who had previously retreated to the mines sat in groups of several, with formation flags as the core, sitting cross-legged on the left and right.

They each held seals and used wisps of demonic energy to form the formation flag to maintain the operation of the formation.

Whenever the monks attack the formation with all their strength, under the powerful backlash, some of the demon cultivators will always spit out blood, and some even faint because they cannot withstand the backlash of the formation.

"Bang"

As the formation trembled violently again, and under the powerful backlash, the three demon cultivators vomited blood and fell to the ground.

At the same time, another person exploded directly under the impact of the backlash. His broken body and blood were sucked in by the suction force from the formation flag before they hit the ground, and merged into the formation flag, becoming a force that enhanced the power of the formation. nutrient.

Seeing this scene, the demon cultivators who fell to the ground showed a trace of sadness on their faces, because they themselves had almost reached the point where their fuel was exhausted.

If the monks in the formation continue to attack, they will soon follow in this man's footsteps, their bodies will be shattered, their bones will be gone, and they will become nutrients for the formation.

However, they knew that they were bound to die, but they did not dare to leave without permission. They could only continue to grit their teeth and persist, hoping that the monks in the formation would give up as soon as possible to give them some breathing time.

At this moment, the monks inside and outside the formation were on the verge of life and death. They confronted each other across the formation, and neither side dared to slack off.

Each of them was fighting for their own survival, and everyone was eager to live.

They tried their best to show all their trump cards, and swallowed all kinds of rare elixirs like pouring water.

Everyone was bloodshot and gritted their teeth to persist. In their eyes, everything seemed to have disappeared, and they could only attack the formation and maintain the power of the formation flag.

Not only them, but also the demons hiding deep in the mines were not having a good time.

As the core of the formation, every attack by the monks was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

Later, some demons with injuries or weaker strength began to bleed from the corners of their mouths.

"We can't continue to consume them like this, otherwise our people will suffer greater casualties."

"We have already lost too many people in order to lead them into the formation. If we continue to consume them, even if we kill them all, it will not be worth it."

"I underestimated these righteous monks. They are really capable."

"They are just trapped beasts fighting hard. But it's time to give them some extra sustenance."