"Oh! Oh! We are saved, we are saved!!!"

Hearing the voice transmission of Ishihara's divine thoughts, the people on the battleship cheered in tears. For just a few days, they have been struggling on the brink of life and death, and they can't see any hope. Many people have even given up, just numb instinct to survive. Therefore, when a path of life is truly placed in front of them, how can they not be ecstatic?

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Everyone was happy, but forgot that they had not completely escaped from danger. The warships that were struggling to support in the storm suddenly had cracks and were about to collapse. The old man Qijue, who was closely connected to the control core, discovered this first, and immediately changed his expression and exclaimed:

"Don't relax the transmission of mana, the defense cover is almost unable to hold on!"

After saying that, Old Man Qi Jue didn't care about the reactions of the others for a while. He immediately waved his hand and pushed all the remaining spiritual materials containing spiritual energy into the melting spirit array. He squeezed out the last trace of spiritual energy inside, gritted his teeth, and forced the sluggish Nascent Soul in his body, outputting an original magic power into the battleship. Finally, he barely stabilized the shield again and did not completely break it.

The old man Qijue's exclamation immediately woke everyone up from ecstasy. Then he remembered that the current situation was not the time to celebrate. He felt several cracks on the shield outside, and his expression changed drastically. They did not want to be able to escape from life and death because of their complacent moment.

So everyone immediately devoted their last efforts with high morale. The Jindan stage monks were busy sitting cross-legged and transporting magic power. Old Man Danjue also crushed all the remaining spiritual medicines and refined simple spiritual pills to provide everyone with the last help.

Even the old man Jie Jue was no longer stingy with the last mana at this time. He inputted all his strength into the battleship to provide the final power and galloped towards the light gate on the formation.

For a time, no matter how many conflicts and hatred monks were on weekdays, they all worked together to work hard for the final goal, showing amazing resilience and unity, which made Ishihara quite impressed when seeing this scene. Although most cultivators were selfish on weekdays, they could indeed truly unite at critical moments and forget their lives.

He even saw a Jindan stage monk who had exhausted his energy and had a dry and lantern dying moment at this moment of escaping, gritting his teeth and shattering the golden elixir, injecting all the burning magic power into the warship in one breath, and turning it into ashes with a smile.

Most of the other survivors burned their magic power foundation at all costs. Even the Sanjue Old Man desperately squeezed their cultivation foundation and provided the last power for the shield. Otherwise, when the light gate was connected on the formation, they could already escape directly, and they didn't need to try so hard to protect the rest of them.

So as everyone sacrificed their lives, the manic spiritual storm seemed to have become a smooth road. Finally, at the last moment when the shield was broken, the warship almost came to the front of the Light Gate. However, at this moment, thirteen Jindan stage monks had already sacrificed their lives to sacrifice themselves. Even the Sanjue Old Man was pale and his aura was greatly damaged, and he could barely maintain the level of the Jindan stage.

"Hurry, hurry, everyone will leave here immediately along the light bridge!" Seeing the scene where everyone in the battleship united, Ishihara couldn't help but be infected and quickly provided them with more help. The magic seal in his hand changed and immediately extracted more power from the Liangyi wheel formation to form a black and white light bridge, extending from the light gate into the light gate, and remained motionless under the sweeping of the spiritual storm, but it greatly increased the consumption of the formation.

As the size of the Kongyun battleship was three hundred feet tall, it was naturally impossible to pass the light gate less than ten feet high. So when they saw the rescuers outside emit a light bridge and connect it to the warship, the people who had already exhausted the oil and had their lamps finally breathed a sigh of relief. In their current state, even if they were exposed to the storm for a second, they could not hold on at all.

"Everyone evacuated in an orderly manner according to the order number of the spiritual transmission array. We and the three of us broke the rear!"

At this time, the voice of the old man Qijue sounded again. Although he was extremely weak, he also had an irresistible majesty, maintaining the order of evacuation for everyone. He naturally understood that at this last moment of life, even the people who had just united could lose their minds and snatch in and waste time.

Sure enough, feeling the pressure from the Sanjue Old Man finally joined forces, everyone who was ready to move quickly suppressed the evil thoughts that surged in their hearts and silently evacuated in an orderly manner according to the order of the old man Qijue. The monks walked up to the Hikaru Bridge in an orderly manner, which made Ishihara who saw this scene admire him. As expected, Jiang was still old, and he had just ignored this point...

Outside the formation, the first Jindan stage monk who walked out of the Light Gate, saw the calm sea outside, and immediately pulled out the last trace of strength, collapsed on the ground and cried bitterly, making everyone in the formation who saw this scene silent. Yang Gu waved his hand, and some low-level monks waiting aside quickly flew over and helped him away, feeding him a few stable elixirs to heal and recover.

At this time, the foundation of these survivors has been greatly damaged. If they are not treated quickly, many of them will probably be broken and their cultivation will be lost.

"I've worked hard for three seniors. These are three seven spirits and six marrow pills that can be used to restore the three seniors."

In the battleship, Ishihara's voice sounded in the ears of Old Man Sanjue, and then he saw three longan-sized pills floating to their mouths, emitting an attractive fragrance.

The Seven Spirits and Six Marrow Pill is made of the inner elixirs of seven strange spirit beasts and the bones of six high-level sea beasts. One can restore all the magic power of a Jindan stage monk. It also has a considerable effect on the Nascent Soul stage monk and even has a certain role in stabilizing the foundation.

So even when Old Sanjue saw these three pills, he couldn't help but feel moved. Old Danjue smelled it and immediately said with some emotion: "There are three top-quality seven-spirit six-marrow pills. Thank you very much."

After saying that, Old Man Danjue nodded slightly to the other two people, and was obedient to guard against others. Although he was extremely grateful for Ishihara's strong rescue at this time, their current strength was barely retained in the late stage of the Golden Pill. For many low-level cultivators, it was a huge adventure, and they could not help but be careful.

"No matter where, it is not as good as the three seniors who sacrificed their lives and could still protect so many colleagues in such a disaster." The three of them seemed to be unaware of their defense. After seeing them taking the spiritual pill, Ishihara said with great respect. He really admired the behavior of the Sanjue Old Man in this great change.
Chapter completed!