txolops Chapter 745 Hurricane
Chapter 745 Hurricane
Chapter 745 Hurricane
'boom! '
The storm is coming.
The figures of the crowd were blown to pieces immediately, and the protective light on their bodies kept shaking.
Qin Sang urged the ebony sword and the moment he charged into the barrier, he felt that he was being slapped on his body one after another by extremely chaotic and brutal forces, like duckweed in the rain.
Everyone hurriedly stabilized their figures, barely gaining a firm foothold in the storm.
Qin Sang poured his true essence into the ebony sword, arousing the sword energy to protect his body.In the midst of a storm, the sky and the earth are dark. If the hurricane has any substance, the gray winds raging between the sky and the earth can be clearly seen.
The sea was never calm for a moment, the sea was swept up by the hurricane, and the waves were raging.
No other sounds could be heard in the ears, the hurricane whizzed, the waves crashed and condensed, and the deafening roar made their hearts vibrate non-stop.
'Wow! '
A huge wave surged towards them at a high speed, accumulated to a peak in front of them, reached a height of tens of feet, and slapped them hard.
The complexion of the people changed slightly, and the might of the huge waves made them jump in fear. They didn't dare to hesitate, and flew to high altitudes to avoid it.
"Let's all lean in, don't mess up the formation."
Xiang Yi sent voice transmission and gathered his hands.
With Xiang Yi as the center, Qin Sang and others gathered together, looking at the depths of the storm with palpitations, that gloomy place that seemed to never end.
Only when faced with this kind of majesty of heaven and earth can a cultivator truly feel his own insignificance.
"go!"
Xiang Yi inspired the prohibition on the jade pendant, pointed out the direction, and led the crowd to gallop.
The wind and waves are endless, and the momentum becomes more terrifying as they go forward. They go up and down, left and right, avoiding the huge waves and moving forward in the hurricane.
Qin Sang has been absent-minded, looking around.
He has practiced in the Ancient Immortal Battlefield for many years, and he is very familiar with the phenomena of heaven and earth caused by spiritual tides. The more he looks at the hurricane here, the more he feels the resemblance, but he did not find any traces of spiritual tides here.
Maybe it's not deep enough.
However, with their cultivation base, it is tantamount to wishful thinking to go deep into the depths of the storm.
In order to resist the storm, they must constantly activate the magic weapon to protect the body, and the real energy is continuously consumed.
In the ancient immortal battlefield, when the vision of heaven and earth strikes, you can also find a refuge to avoid breath adjustment.Here is a vast sea, not even a small island can be seen, there is no place to rest at all, the depletion of true energy is a dead end.
Even at this distance, the speed at which the true essence was consumed made some people feel uneasy.
"Fellow Daoist Xiang, how far is it to get to the Hall of Seven Kills?"
Cui Ji sacrificed the Purple Youzhu, which floated on his chest, exuding a purple protective light, reflecting on his pale and bloodless face, looking a little weird.
Xiang Yi frowned, glanced at Cui Ji, and said: "With the cultivation of all fellow Taoists, it will definitely not be a problem to persist until the opening of the Seven Killing Hall. Fellow Daoist Cui, please be safe and don't be impatient."
The others could only suppress their uneasiness and silently followed behind Xiang Yi.
He has been flying for an unknown distance, and counting the time silently, it is less than half an hour before midnight, and it is estimated that the great witch Zhu is about to break the formation.
Everyone speeded up again. Fortunately, there were no twists and turns on the road, and they arrived at the Hall of Seven Kills smoothly.
"arrive!"
Xiang Yi let out a soft cry.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and following Xiang Yi's gaze, they all exclaimed, their faces full of shock.
In front of them, there was a wind wall composed of gray gas.
A closer look reveals that this wind wall is only part of the edge of the hurricane.
This gray gas is the power of a hurricane condensed to the extreme.Hurricanes from all directions seem to be converging here, entrenched here, forming a cloud-like hurricane.
They can only see part of it, and cannot imagine how big it is.
Below the wind wall, huge sea pits and eddies are formed, like funnels in the sea.At the edge is a water curtain tens of feet high, the seawater pours backwards, and the endless seawater is sucked in by the vortex, but it can never be filled.
The hurricane and the vortex are connected as one.
Xiang Yi signaled to stop.
Because after coming here, the hurricane was affected and became more violent.
They have to push the magic weapon with all their strength so that they can barely be blown away.Going forward, in case of being sucked into the hurricane, or being sucked into the vortex of the seabed, the fate will definitely not be very good.
Everyone stood up in vain.
Qin Sang remembered that before entering Ziwei Palace, he could still see layers of clouds and the Tianmen of Ziwei Palace.Nothing to see here, just endless gray hurricanes.
I don't know if the Hall of Seven Kills is hidden in the depths of the hurricane, or in the vortex of the seabed.
Qin Sang withdrew his gaze, looked around, and noticed that other monks had already arrived nearby, some alone, and some came here in groups like them.
Everyone stood outside obediently, waiting for the Hall of Seven Kills to open.
Qin Sang looked around, staring at the hurricane and the vortex, but couldn't find the big witch Zhu of the Wu clan, and the Yuanying Patriarch who came one step ahead.
They are only on one side of the hurricane at this time.
According to Xiang Yi, the hurricane and vortex here are roughly circular, and the monks holding tokens, like them, guard the edge and wait for the signal to open the fairy array.
"The hurricane here is too terrifying. Only the legendary fairy array can form such a terrifying vision, and there is no sign of recession at all. Except for the lack of space cracks, it feels not much different from the eye of the wind outside the Ziwei Palace. Do you know if the inside is as scary and dangerous as the fairy array in Ziwei Palace? Xiaohanyu used the help of Xiaobeichen star array, and only dared to break in when Ziwei Palace was born on its own... The great witch Zhu of the Wuzu is ready How to forcibly break the formation?"
Qin Sang wanted to walk around to see if he could find the Great Wu Zhu, and watch him break the formation with his own eyes.
But seeing that Xiang Yi didn't mean that at all, he had no choice but to give up.
Soon Xiang Yi explained to him, "Big Wu Zhu and those Nascent Soul Patriarchs have already entered the depths of the hurricane and touched the fairy formation. No matter where we stand, it is impossible to see the process of breaking the formation. Honestly wait for the signal to appear. The time to enter the battle is fleeting, everyone must remember not to be distracted, so as not to miss the big event..."
Before the words were finished, everyone suddenly sensed a tyrannical aura flying towards them at an astonishing speed. Before they could react, they passed them in the blink of an eye and appeared in front of the wind wall, revealing an old man in a gray robe.
"Yunlai Sanren."
The Lius recognized the identity of the old man, and said softly, "It's a well-known casual cultivator in Neihai. He has deep contacts in both Zheng and Demon. He dominates an island. We were lucky enough to meet once."
There is no doubt that Yunlai Sanren is the Patriarch of Yuanying.
He paused in front of the wind wall, took out a stylus made of black iron, and stroked lightly on the wind wall, a black light appeared in the void.
It seemed that it was effortless, but a hole was broken in the wind wall.
The figure of the old man disappeared in place, and the opening was slowly closed just now.
(End of this chapter)