Ask Immortal Way

  Chapter 745 Hurricane

  ‘Boom! ’

  The storm is coming.

  The silhouettes of everyone were blown to pieces, and the body guard's divine light shook non-stop.

  Qin Sang urged the ebony sword, and the moment he rushed into the barrier, he only felt that he was shot on his body by the chaotic and brutal force one after another, like duckweed in the rain.

  Everyone hurriedly stabilized their figures, barely standing firm in the storm.

  Qin Sang increased his true essence and poured it into the ebony sword to stimulate the sword energy to protect the body. In the midst of a storm, the sky and the earth are dim. If the hurricane is in substance, the gray winds raging between the sky and the earth can be clearly seen.

  The surface of the sea is not calm for a moment, the sea is swept up by the hurricane, and the waves are huge.

  No other sounds could be heard in their ears, the hurricane roared, the waves crashed and condensed, and the deafening roar made their hearts vibrate constantly.

  ‘Wow! ’

  A huge wave rushed in extremely quickly, and it accumulated to the peak in front of them, as high as tens of meters, and shot them down.

  The complexion of everyone changed slightly, and the power carried by the giant wave made them frightened. They did not dare to hesitate at all, so they flew high to escape.

   "Lean all over, don’t mess up the formation."

  Xiang Yi's voice transmission, gather people.

  Qin Sang and others gathered together with Xiang Yi as the center, staring at the depths of the storm, the dark place that seemed to never end.

  When faced with this power of heaven and earth, the cultivator can truly feel his own insignificance.

   "Go!"

  Xiang Yi inspired the prohibition on the jade pendant, pointed out the direction, and led the crowd.

  The wind and waves are endless, and the more they move forward, the more terrible they are. They go up and down, left and right, avoiding huge waves, and marching hard in the hurricane.

  Qin Sang has been absent-minded, looking around.

  He has been in the battlefield of ancient immortals for many years, and he is very familiar with the phenomena of heaven and earth caused by the spiritual tide. The more you look at the hurricane here, the more alike he feels, but no trace of the spiritual tide is found here.

   may be the reason why it is not deep enough.

   However, with their cultivation base, wanting to go deep into the storm is tantamount to wishful thinking.

  In order to resist the storm, they must always urge the magic treasure to protect the body, and the true essence will continue to be consumed.

  In the ancient immortal battlefield, when the heaven and earth anomalies strike, you can also find a refuge to avoid breathing adjustments. Here is the vast ocean, you can't even see a small island, and there is no place to rest. The exhaustion of true essence is a dead end.

  Even at this distance, the speed of the consumption of true yuan makes some people feel uneasy.

   "Friend Xiang, how far is it to reach the Hall of Seven Kills?"

  Cui Ji offered a purple pearl, floating in front of his chest, emitting a purple body guard light, reflecting on his pale and bloodless face, looking a little strange.

  Xiang Yi frowned, glanced at Cui Ji, and said: "With the cultivation bases of fellow daoists, it is certainly not a problem to persist until the opening of the Palace of Seven Kills, fellow Cui Daoist is safe."

  Others can only suppress their anxiety and follow Xiang Yi silently.

   has been speeding, I don’t know how far, calculating the time silently, there is less than half an hour before Zishi, it is estimated that Dawuzhu is about to start breaking the formation.

  Everyone speeded up again. Fortunately, they did not encounter any twists and turns on the road, and they arrived at the Palace of Seven Kills smoothly.

   "It's here!"

   Xiang Yi gave a soft cry.

  Everyone's eyes lit up, and they followed Xiang Yi's gaze, and they shouted in exclamation and their faces were shocked.

  In front of them, there was a wind wall made up of gray gas.

  A closer look reveals that this wind wall is only part of the edge of a hurricane.

  This kind of gray gas is the ultimate hurricane force. Hurricanes from all directions seem to be gathering here, entrenched here, forming a cloud-like hurricane.

  They can only see a part of it, and they can't imagine the scope.

  Under the wind wall, huge sea pits and whirlpools are formed, like a funnel in the sea. At the edge is a water curtain tens of feet high. The sea water is inverted, and the endless sea water is sucked in by the whirlpool, but never fills up.

  The hurricane and the whirlpool are connected and integrated.

  Xiang Yi signaled to stop.

  Because the hurricane was affected after coming here, it became more violent.

  They have to make every effort to urge the magic weapon to barely be blown away. Going further, if you get caught in a hurricane or sucked into the seabed vortex, the end will definitely not be too good.

  People stand out of thin air.

  Qin Sang remembered that before entering the Ziwei Palace, he could still see the sea of ​​clouds and the Tianmen of Ziwei Palace. Nothing can be seen here, only endless gray hurricanes.

  I don’t know if the Palace of Seven Kills is hidden in the depths of the hurricane or in the whirlpool of the sea.

  Qin Sang retracted his gaze, looked around, and noticed that other monks had already arrived nearby, some were alone, and some came here with them like them.

  Everyone stood outside honestly, waiting for the Palace of Seven Kills to open.

  Qin Sang looked around, staring at the hurricane and whirlpool, but couldn't find the Witch Clan Great Witch Zhu, and those Yuan Ying ancestors who had arrived one step earlier.

  They are only on the side of the hurricane.

  Listening to Xiang Yi, the hurricanes and vortexes here are roughly circular, and the monks holding tokens, just like them, stay on the edge and wait for the signal to open the fairy formation.

"The hurricane here is too terrifying. Only the fairy formation in the legend can form such a terrible vision. There is no sign of recession at all. Except for the absence of space cracks, it feels like the wind eye on the periphery of the Ziwei Palace, no I know if it’s as scary and dangerous as the fairy formations in the Ziwei Palace. Xiaohanyu used the Xiaobeichen Star Element Array, and it was only when the Ziwei Palace was born on its own that he dared to enter... How to break the formation forcibly?"

  Qin Sang wanted to walk around to see if he could find Da Wuzhu and watch him break the formation with his own eyes.

  But seeing Xiangyi didn't mean this at all ~www.readwn.com~ I had to give up.

Soon Xiang Yi solved his confusion for him, "At this time, Dawuzhu and those Yuanying ancestors have entered the depths of the hurricane and have come into contact with 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 battlefield is fleeting, so please remember not to be distracted, lest you miss important things..."

   Before the words fell, everyone suddenly sensed a tyrannical aura, which was flying at an alarming speed. Before everyone 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 scattered people."

  The Liu family recognized the identity of the old man, and whispered softly, "Is a well-known casual practitioner in the Inner Sea. He has deep connections in both the Zhengmo Dao and dominates an island. Our couple was fortunate to have met once."

  There is no doubt that Yunlai Sanren is the ancestor of Yuan Ying.

  I saw him pause in front of the wind wall, took out a stylus made of black iron, and lightly stroked it on the wind wall, and a black light appeared in the void.

  It seems effortless, the wind wall was broken by a hole.

  The figure of the old man disappeared in place, and the opening slowly closed.

  (End of this chapter)