The imperial mausoleum shook more and more violently. Every time, Yue Lingyin thought that the magic circle was about to break and the imperial mausoleum was about to collapse, but in the end they all survived.
However, more and more profound energy was consumed, and the magic circle became more and more broken. Both she and Wei Chunqiu knew that it would be a matter of time before the imperial mausoleum was broken.
After another round of attacks, with a "click", a small magic circle that provided profound energy shattered, and the mysterious crystals on it were exhausted and turned into powder.
Yue Lingyin lost her strength for a while, her body was covered with sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water, and her vision was even blurred. She thought that she would fall asleep in a second.
Someone supported her, and rudely stuffed several pills into her mouth with a big hand, and said: "Remember what you said? Never hold me back. Miss Yue, don't lose Zihuang Court's face."
The pill turned into a warm current and slid down, Yue Lingyin regained her spirits, and gave Wei Chunqiu a disgusted push: "Don't worry! I keep my word!"
Seeing her slow down, Wei Chunqiu heaved a sigh of relief. If he really fainted right now, he wouldn't even have the strength to escape.
"Ka—" Another small magic circle shattered.
"No!" Yue Lingyin insisted, "Wei Zongzhu, we can't last long, at most two more times."
"Then hold on twice first!" Wei Chunqiu replied, "After two times, we will withdraw!"
When he said that, Yue Lingyin hesitated: "Isn't this too good? Junior sister Lu..."
"We can't hold on anymore, what's wrong?" Wei Chunqiu frowned, "When you need to do your best, if you can't turn the situation around, then try to recover the loss. Human life is precious, not only The lives of others are precious, and so are your own.”
After listening to him several times, Yue Lingyin realized that she had been brainwashed. She thought about it, and found his words quite interesting: "Is this the code of conduct for your Qizhen Temple?"
"Crack!" The small magic circle broke again.
Wei Chunqiu swallowed some more pills, and passed some to her by the way: "It's my code of conduct, and all my disciples must follow this. The other few sects are managed by their suzerains."
"It's very lucky to be your disciple." Yue Lingyin said, "At least you, the suzerain, take their lives seriously."
In the end, Wei Chunqiu said lightly: "Cultivating disciples costs money."
"..." Full of emotion and vanished into nothingness, Yue Lingyin spat, "You deserve to be unpopular!"
Wei Chunqiu added another sentence: "What is popularity? Is it like Kou Wei who attracts bees and butterflies?"
"… roll!"
"Crack!"
The pressure suddenly increased, Wei Chunqiu's eyes sank: "Get ready, let's withdraw!"
Yue Lingyin hesitated at this time instead: "Once we leave, the magic circle will not be hosted by anyone, so it won't last long, right?"
"You're almost dizzy, you won't last long if you stay here." Wei Chunqiu said unceremoniously, "I'll count to three, two, one, let go and run back immediately, understand?"
"Oh… "
"Three, two, one!"
After the last word fell, the two of them withdrew their profound energy at the same time, and the magic circle supporting the imperial mausoleum made a muffled sound, and more than half of it collapsed.
"Let's go!" Picking up the collapsed Yue Lingyin, he ran back.
Wei Chunqiu transmitted the situation over there, and Lu Mingshu couldn't spare any more to deal with it.
She even took back the Moon God Sword and grabbed something from the mustard pouch.
Wei Chunqiu and Yue Lingyin arrived and stepped into the palace gate: "Junior Sister Lu!"
Just as Yue Lingyin wanted to explain the reason for their withdrawal, she was interrupted by Lu Mingshu as soon as she opened her mouth: "Come here quickly, eat this!"
Both of them were taken aback.
"There's no time." Lu Mingshu looked at Yan Wugui, "Come here too, don't bother with the magic circle."
Without saying a word, Yan Wugui withdrew his profound strength, and staggered to her side.
One person was stuffed with a handful of yang-gathering pills, and Lu Mingshu quickly said: "Now that things have come to an end, if we want to save our lives, we can only resort to dangerous tactics. These pills are used to gather yang, and can isolate yin energy. Take it, let's find a place to hide it is good."
Yue Lingyin's head was a little numb, and she asked in a daze, "Where to hide?"
Wei Chunqiu glanced at her: "Where else? The only place to hide in the entire imperial mausoleum is here."
Yue Lingyin looked around, and finally stared at the dark pit: "Inside?"
"Yes!" Lu Mingshu said, "When the barbarians come in, their attention will be on the Emperor. We can hold on for a while."
"But," Yue Lingyin always felt unreliable, "they did something to the Emperor, not to mention fluctuations, the yin energy inside is so strong..."
Just as Lu Mingshu was about to explain, he was interrupted by Wei Chunqiu: "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you come up with a better idea?"
Yue Lingyin glared at him.
"What are you staring at? Are your eyes big? Whether we can survive this time depends on our luck. If the Emperor is killed and the reinforcements haven't arrived, then we will be considered unlucky. If we cannot sustain the erosion of Yin Qi, we will be considered unlucky." .”
Yue Lingyin had nothing to say, they really had nowhere to go.
Lu Mingshu took the Juyang Pill first: "You two are ready."
After finishing speaking, she let out a low voice: "Xiao Bu!"
"Here!" Xiao Bu poked his head out.
"Find a place where the Yin Qi is the thinnest."
"Oh."
The gemstones in Xiao Bu's eyes glowed, swept slowly, and suddenly jumped to a certain place with a "click".
Lu Mingshu jumped forward, with a cloudy air rushing towards his face. First they spread out, then gathered together, clinging heavily to her body. It was as if a thousand weights had been weighed down, and the whole body sank.
Finally, he reached the edge of the deep pit, clinging to the rock wall tightly, hiding himself in the yin energy.
There was a slight sound in the ear, and it was a few of them jumping over.
Yue Lingyin touched her side and held her hand tightly.
Lu Mingshu shook it back.
The four of them held their breaths and quietly lay in the deep pit, listening to the movement from outside.
Not long after, footsteps came one after another, and the barbarians came in.
They heard the sound of woo-la-hu-la, the language of the barbarians.
The great witches knelt down and recited the incantation.
The Yin Qi in the deep pit was rolling, as if boiling.
The four of them were washed over and over again by the yin qi, and the coolness soaked into the bone marrow, causing pain like needle pricks.
Lu Mingshu clenched his teeth and tried his best to prevent Yin Qi from invading his body.
Yue Lingyin, who was close to her, trembled. Among the four, her cultivation base is the shallowest, and she spent the most before.
Lu Mingshu pumped his palms, and transferred his profound strength to her.
Unexpectedly, Wei Chunqiu was doing the same thing.
In the turbulent Yin Qi, they couldn't see each other's expressions, but at this moment, they were blessed to their hearts.
The four of them held hands, circulated their profound energy together, and became one.
Above, the great witches finished their prayers, shouted, and began to attack the Human Sovereign in the deep pit.
When the fluctuations came, they often hit them directly on the back, so they could only endure it.
Why don't those people from Taixuan Palace come