At this time, the "land" on the underground floor continued to fall downwards.

"Pfft~"

Liu Yu reacted quickly, and with a thought in the flash of lightning, a protective flame shield appeared above his head.

Other monks in the team also used various means, either sacrificing defensive magic weapons or using defensive spells.

The entire three-story prison was collapsing at an extremely fast speed.

The underground layer fell in pieces, affecting a very wide area, leaving no room to dodge.

The next moment, the rapidly falling soil bombarded everyone's defensive measures.

"Bang bang bang~"

Roars one after another immediately sounded in the "passage".

Although an attack from ordinary soil would hardly endanger the life of a Golden elixir monk.

However, the falling force of the falling mud and rocks is no small matter. Under the ensuing impact, the entire team has a tendency to be scattered.

Especially the twenty-one golden elixirs of the Purple Turban Army.

Because only a small part of the strength was restored, more than a dozen people were knocked down in one encounter, and they continued to fall nearly two hundred feet before stopping.

And the fall on the underground floor didn't stop for a moment, and they continued to fall downwards amidst the successive impacts.

Everything happened so fast that Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others had no time to rescue them.

Among the Purple Scarf Army, only a few people including Xu Haoran could barely support Liu Yu because their cultivation was relatively deep at the peak of the Golden Core.

"Wow~"

Not only the underground floor, but also the walls, mud and rocks surrounding the passage were falling downwards.

The entire space is collapsing at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!!!"

Pieces of ground kept falling, everything in front of me was spinning, and there was a roar in my ears one after another.

In such an environment, Liu Yu and the other ten core members of the Commoner League didn't think it was a big deal because their strength was intact.

However, only a small part of his strength was restored. For the monks of the Purple Turban Army, every minute and every second seemed like years.

In the darkness and roar, the vague screams of the monks came intermittently from below.

The magic power is completely sealed, and it is difficult for the prisoners to survive in the prison's collapsed environment.

Especially on the first two floors, the cells were not strong enough to withstand the falling ground that followed.

Many low-level monks were immediately smashed into pulp.

The third floor where the Golden Core monks are imprisoned is better because the prison is strong enough and the Golden Core monks' physiques are strong enough so that they will not lose their lives.

Even if he is buried alive in the soil for several years, as long as he can be rescued in time, he will still be alive and well soon.

If nothing else happens.

The entire space quickly collapsed, and the three floors of prisons fell one by one.

In Liu Yu's senses, the entire process of collapse and fall lasted for about five or six breaths.

During the process, he was bombarded countless times by mud, rocks or "earth".

However, the actual power of the falling mud and rock is not great, and it is difficult to pose a threat to the Jindan monks.

It's just that it's more difficult to move in such an environment.

"Boom~"

After five or six breaths, the movement in the ears gradually decreased.

The frequency of debris falling from above has been reduced to a minimum, and it no longer affects the movement.

Although only a few breaths had passed, in Liu Yu's consciousness, everything in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

wall, steps, passage, light

All human traces, the first and second underground floors, and the faint light have all disappeared.

During the observation with spiritual consciousness, a space about ten miles or so suddenly appeared in front of us.

The surroundings were empty and dark, and the space was filled with thick smoke and dust.

The collapse of the three-story prison came to an end, and the low-level prisoners who were refining their Qi and building their foundations were all dead, and the deafening noise in their ears gradually subsided.

"There are only three golden elixirs left. What tricks are the guards of the Immortal Prison using?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Liu Yu's powerful spiritual consciousness of one hundred and fifty miles spread to every corner of the dark space in an instant.

All the details of the space are immediately visible.

Although the team was disrupted, even in the chaotic situation just now, the team members were not attacked.

Perhaps the guards of the Immortal Prison, considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, did not take the opportunity to take action, and simply wanted to cause some trouble to the team.

"In such a large battle, we will not hesitate to destroy the three-story prison. More powerful tricks may be waiting behind us."

"Anyway, it's not a good place to stay for a long time."

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and a faint sense of crisis lingered, and Liu Yu's face gradually became serious.

Immediately, he sent a message to everyone to organize the team and set off again.

Just when the team had just gathered together and were about to fly upward, waves of extremely powerful power filled the entire space in an instant.

Under this kind of power, everyone froze, with some confusion in their eyes.

"This kind of breath is like the "Black Water Cave Secret Formation"!"

"But in terms of power, it seems to be more than one step weaker?"

"not"

The moment the fluctuation appeared, Liu Yu's complexion changed slightly, and an unpleasant feeling arose in his heart.

Raising their heads, everyone's consciousness swept upwards in unison.

"tick"

I saw a black drop of water suddenly appearing from above and falling into the bottomless darkness.

This black water droplet contains highly toxic substances and exudes an extremely dangerous smell.

"Zizi~"

Along the way, the mud and rocks encountered were corroded, and they were corroded directly through them, releasing a faint black atmosphere.

"Tick tock tick"

In just one breath, the number of black water droplets that appeared continued to increase, falling densely from above to the lowest point in the entire space.

"Pitter patter~"

As time went by, the black water droplets became densely packed and fell like heavy rain.

"Uh-huh~"

In the team, an unresponsive Purple Turban monk was hit and screamed subconsciously.

The skin touched by the black water droplets instantly turned black and purple, corroding the flesh and blood and affecting the operation of mana.

Fortunately, this person put up the mana shield in time to avoid subsequent harm.

"Zizi~"

However, the water droplets adhered to the mana shield and continuously corroded the entire shield, causing its spiritual power to be quickly consumed.

The entire shield quickly became unstable.

Visible to the naked eye, the spiritual light of this monk's mana shield quickly dimmed, and it seemed that it would not last long.

Not only him, but also all the Purple Scarf Army monks who had just been rescued had no magic weapons and were in danger of being directly corroded by the "black rain".

"not good!"

Seeing that the magic shield could not last long, Guo Poyun, Liao Yunqing and others used their magic weapons to resist the black rain.

"Zizi~~"

It's just that the toxicity of "black rain" is greater than imagined.

"buzz"

As soon as the magic weapon comes into contact with it, its body dims rapidly, its power weakens rapidly, it trembles as if it is whining, and wisps of black smoke emit.

Some monks tried to use magic powers to block the black rain, but without exception, all the magic powers were corroded by the poisonous black rain before they could fly very far.

In this case, Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others only used magic weapons, spells, and magical powers alternately to fend off Black Rain's attack in turn.

It's just that in this way, you have already tried your best to protect yourself, and you have no time to care about others.

Without magic weapons, the golden elixir was sealed, and they could not use their natal magical powers. The monks of the Purple Turban Army could only rely on magic to resist the black rain.
To be continued...