Chapter 43: The Cage
"Whew!"
Standing in front of the black tide, Mo Xie pointed to his chest, and an air sword was suspended in front of him, and wisps of sword qi continued to pour out and merge into it from the key points around him.
He had said that he knew what to do, and he had said that more than once, but only this time he knew exactly every detail of the whole thing he was going to do.
He didn't realize the twenty-third sword, and he didn't need to realize it. Because no one has ever stipulated that the twenty-third sword of the Holy Spirit Sword Law will definitely be stronger than the first twenty-two swords.
The strength of the sword technique only varies from person to person.
"Zheng!" As the last wisp of sword qi was infused with qi, the sword body of the sword began to vibrate irregularly, and Mo Ye hurriedly changed his hand to make it cross his chest.
"Go!"
Mo Ye pointed at the black tide that had been temporarily stagnant due to the sacrifices of the three great immortals and all the people of Che Chi Kingdom, and the qi sword suddenly turned into a white light and rushed in.
The meeting of black and white was like boiling oil meeting ice water, and the indescribable purple smoke exploded like tail smoke on the trajectory of the air sword's movement, and the black tide was separated in front of the air sword, and the volume of the air sword was also shrinking as it passed.
"Explosion!" Seeing that the volume of the qi sword had shrunk to half of its original size, Mo Ye quickly urged with his hand, and a splash of water tens of meters high suddenly exploded in the sea of black tides.
"That's it?" the sand monk on the side yawned, "After a long day, even half a bucket of sweat flowed out, and it blew up a splash?"
Mo Ye sat down on the ground, he looked at Sha Seng coldly, and didn't say a word.
"What are you watching me do? I can't help with this! I can't even make a splash when my mana smashes into it!"
Mo Xie pursed his lips: "I wanted to ask if you have brought any elixir that can restore qi, my internal qi is almost exhausted......"
"Is there a mistake? You only sent three swords out from beginning to end, so you're out of gas? Young man, it's a bit empty. Sha Seng said unreliable words in his mouth, but when it came to action, he was extremely reliable, I saw that he reached out and took out an eggplant-colored pill, Mo Ye just smelled the smell of this pill and felt that the only trace of sword qi left in his body became a lot more active.
However, under Mo Xie's unbelievable gaze, Sha Seng swallowed the pill by himself with his backhand.
"You!" Mo Xie was stunned, what do you mean by this sand monk?
But before Mo Ye could say anything, the sand monk ravaged up, and put his palms on Mo Ye's vest and lower abdomen one after the other, and two streams of mana, one cold and one hot, emitted from his palms and poured into Mo Xie's body. These two mana forces converged into Mo Xie's dantian from different meridians, and the two converged, and suddenly turned into an incomparably pure energy, and the sword qi in Mo Xie's body grew rapidly under the nourishment of this energy, but it recovered seven or eight percent in thirty seconds.
"Since Brother Monkey sent me to join you all the way, he naturally has his considerations, and my exercises can quickly refine the medicinal power, and it is best to help you recover your qi. Sha Seng said.
"He is worthy of being the logistics minister of the learning team. After about thirty seconds, Mo Xie sighed in admiration and stood up.
"Hey, hey, that's it, more than half of the potion is still in my stomach!" the sand monk complained, "Young man, you're not an ordinary void. ”
Mo Xie rolled his eyes.
"Keep it for now, and I'll ask you for it later. Mo Ye's body ignited with Bai Yan again, and an air sword appeared in front of him when his hands flew up, and then Mo Ye wrapped Bai Yan with his right index finger to engrave a painting on the sword's body, "Modify the vibration frequency...... Adjust...... Done!
The air sword pierced into the black tide, and this time the splash seemed even more inconspicuous than just now.
"Come again!" The white flame on Mo Ye's body was visibly dimmed to the naked eye, but the movements in his hand did not stop at all, and in the blink of an eye, another qi sword condensed.
Sword after sword, three swords were quickly sent. Mo Ye sat down on the ground again, and the sand monk immediately posted it when he saw this.
"Young man, is the three cannons your limit?" Mo Xie really didn't remember that Sha Seng still had a problem with talking, and he was silent about it.
The ordinary three air swords are naturally not Mo Ye's limit, in the past fierce battles, Mo Ye has no shortage of records of condensing dozens of air swords, but now he is using not ordinary air swords, each of them is the highest masterpiece of the 'Concussion Sword' that he can cast at the moment, and only such a sword can pass through the Black Tide.
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"Brother Niu, brothers, hard work!" "Above the nine heavens, looking down from the outside of the realm, Shenzhou seems to be an isolated island hanging in the void, the monkey and the six demon saints stand in the void, the monkey's face is solemn, and the six saints look tired.
"Monkey, being a brother can only help you get here, we are not people with the destiny of heaven, and resisting the robbery is the limit. "The horns on the head of the Bull Demon King were broken, and he didn't know who he was fighting against, but he was embarrassed.
"Five hundred Arhats were killed by us, and four hundred, and being a brother is really benevolent and righteous. "The Jiao Demon King on the side said, half of his body was stained with blood, and he was not lightly injured.
"You've done your duty, but I haven't done my best!" said the Peng Demon King.
"You don't have the strength, how do you want to exert your strength, how else can you exert your strength? Look at your pair of chicken wings, they are not paired!" the Lioncamel King sneered, wearing an eyepatch under which blood was gurgling.
"Brothers, let's rest in the place that has been arranged, and I'll leave the rest to me. The monkey bowed to the six saints.
"I'll give it to you, monkey, how many pounds and taels of ribs do you have, haven't you weighed it yourself? Don't mess with the rhythm! Wait for the brothers to rest and go up together!" The macaque king patted the monkey on the shoulder, one of his sleeves hung empty, and the monkey's eyes were sour.
"Don't look at it, anyone who makes us pay such a price has been torn to pieces by our brothers, and the Thirteen Taibao of Huaguo Mountain have never been easy to mess with!"
The six saints descended one after another, and only monkeys were left standing above the nine heavens.
"If you come, my grandson is here!" the monkey let out a war cry towards the sky higher, and the golden hoop rod appeared in his hand out of thin air, and it grew into the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became an optimus pillar. The monkey danced the giant pillar and smashed it towards the void, only to see the shadow of the stick in the void flashing countless sparks, and many sparks outlined an arch.
The land of Shenzhou is actually in a spherical iron prison!
If you want to fight with the gods and Buddhas, you must either break out of the prison or wait for the gods and Buddhas to come.
The monkey didn't like to be passive, so he saw that he was as ruthless as a stick, until he bleed from his fingers.
He can't break through this cage, as long as anyone who is involved in "Journey to the West" can't break through this cage.
"Rulai!" the monkey's roar resounded through the sky.