Chapter Ninety-Three: Flying Over the Demon Wind Stream
"Let me tell you another secret, the Spring of the Jade Tower, the Spring of the Jade Tower, the Jade Tower is actually a boundary-breaking flying boat, and the three seals of heaven, earth, and man are the key to opening the boundary-breaking flying boat, and this..."Chang Xinping pointed to the bottom of the demonic wind stream where the demonic qi was surging, "It is the passage of the two realms." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoNow you should never think of starting the Boundary-Breaking Flying Boat, you and these three seals are going to die here together, haha!"
Chang Xinping's face turned red with a smile.
"Isn't it the Demon Domain after the seal?" The Meizhou Immortal Cultivation Realm has been passed down from generation to generation, and this demonic wind stream is connected to the Demon Domain, how can it be guarded.
"Hey, only you fools would believe... Hey, hey, hey. Chang Xinping said with a smile.
"Who the hell are you?" Ruifu Zhenren's face was snow-white, beads of sweat fell from his cheeks, and his whole body swayed, as if he would fall to the ground at any moment.
Chang Xinping paced slowly on the boulder platform, as if it was a pity that his earth-shattering plan was not appreciated, he paced in front of Ruifu Zhenren, bowed his head to tell him the secret.
"I am..."
Before the words were finished, Ruifu Zhenren shouted, "Who the are you!" His eyes were red, and he opened his arms to hug him.
Before the complete attack of the solid infant dissolving spirit dispersion, Ruifu Zhenren fought for a blow, and still had a bit of the strength of Yuanying Zhenren, only to see the sky and the ground, the front and back and left and right were Ruifu Zhenren's arms, so that people could not hide, and there was no way to retreat. Chang Xinping shouted, the long sword in his hand flew like a wheel, and the cold light made Li Yue unable to open his eyes.
Ruifu Zhenren ignored it, his arms remained unchanged, and as long as the sword pierced his heart, he also hugged Chang Xinping with both arms, and fell into the depths of the Demon Wind Stream together.
"Huh~" A long roar came from the depths of the Demon Wind Stream, and the deafening roar echoed back on the four walls of the deep stream, getting louder and louder, like a scorching thunder, Li Yue was dizzy and tinnitus, and blood gushed out of his ears.
The demonic mist that filled the deep stream dissipated in an instant.
Li Yue didn't think about it, he scooped up the big and small soul control bottle in the air, put on the soul wing soul armor, and flew straight up in an instant.
Out of the corner of his eye, Li Yue saw a huge incoherent monster in the depths of the deep stream, wriggling, entwining, twisting and entangled with Ruifu Zhenren. Suddenly, two tentacles as soft as octopus tentacles rolled towards Li Yue, Li Yue threw the big soul control bottle far away, one tentacle rolled up like a lightning speed, and the other still didn't give up.
Li Yue's three hundred and sixty points and the spiritual sea rotated together, the spiritual energy gurgled into the soul control bottle, and the sound waves of the wind-chasing wolf soul in the yin soul wings became louder and faster, and Li Yue rushed above the demon wind stream like a rocket.
However, that tentacle was even faster, and it was about to roll up Li Yue's waist and abdomen.
"Boom" was another loud bang, and a storm suddenly sounded from the bottom of the Demon Wind Stream, and a huge impact mixed with an incomparably rich aura rushed upward, Li Yue rushed straight into the sky like a rocket, and at the same time, two sharp whistles sounded, and it seemed that something like a magic weapon was attacking Li Yue. Li Yue saw that he couldn't dodge, so he grabbed the two magic weapons that were attacking him with both hands, and with a spin of his wings, the person spun in the air, reducing the force of the impact.
The earth-shattering explosion was obviously a self-detonation of the infant by Ruifu Zhenren, which severely damaged the monster. The tentacles seemed to wail and retreat.
Li Yue landed on the other side of the Demon Wind Stream with a "snap", but what he caught in his hands were two small jade seals, which turned out to be Ruifu Zhenren who took advantage of the impact of the self-detonation Yuan Infant to send the jade seal to the ghost desert.
At this time, the demon wind stream was calm, and the rolling black fog and the demon beasts in the fog were nowhere to be seen.
"Rush!" shouted somebody.
"Huh", a sword light with a monk figure across the demon wind stream landed next to Li Yue.
"Huh", "Huh", "Huh" "Huh" are like fireworks in full bloom, and all kinds of magic weapons suddenly light up, flying towards the other side of the Demon Wind Stream.
The sound of "booming" at the bottom of the demonic wind stream sounded again, and the demonic mist would erupt again at any time, and the monks who had not yet flown over rushed towards this side like crazy.
There is a poem describing the monk cloud: "The neon is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the green and the wind goes."
It seems that monks can fly to the sky, but this is not the case. The monks of the Mortal Realm ran and jumped, which was difficult for mortals to reach, but it was not until the qi was drawn into the body and the spirit and soul were united that the monks began to use magic weapons to make short-distance flights. However, this Demon Wind Stream is not wide, the real people of the three factions, and the high-level disciples have flown over the Demon Wind Stream, but the low-level disciples have been forgotten.
A group of monks in Hanzhou and the brothers of the Jin family shared weal and autumn all the way, supporting each other, seeing this, they had already arranged to carry seven or eight monks who could not control the weapon and crossed the demon wind stream.
Li Yue saw that Cai Yu and a group of low-level disciples of the Condensing Frost Palace had come over safely, and Yu Wanru stayed with them, and he was a little relieved.
"Ah~" A miserable scream, a disciple who had not yet reached the fusion period, saw that his master was a real person, and the high-level disciples crossed one after another, seeing that the demon mist was stupid and moving, he separated the two sides again at any time, and jumped desperately, but he was exhausted halfway, fell into the stream, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Yu Zijun, Huang Zhilin and several other ordinary disciples of the Fuyu Palace who could not cross the Demon Wind Stream were dead, Li Yue spread his wings behind his back, and flew over, Yu Zijun grabbed it and threw it far away, binding Ling Zhenren, Heishui Zhenren, Qianqiuzi, Lingping Zhenren with a sneering face, and caught Yu Zijun who was thrown over by Li Yue.
At this time, various factions began to find ways to rescue the deported monks, but no one ventured back to the other side of the deep stream. Lingping Zhenren stretched out his hands, and the two long ropes instantly flew over the Demon Wind Stream and landed on the opposite bank, and the two ordinary disciples followed the rope like Ling Bo micro-steps, quickly gliding across the Demon Wind Stream. Li Yue threw Huang Zhilin and the last ordinary person over. He suddenly saw that there were still a few disciples in the Five Poisons Sect, and Zuo Fei and Lu Qingyi were arguing about something.
Li Yue didn't think about it, the yin soul wings behind him flapped sharply and flew towards them.
It turns out that the Five Poison Sect is good at refining Gu and casting spells, and is not good at flying with weapons. Except for the two real people who led the team and the ten disciples who were in the heartbeat period who leaped through with their cultivation, the other dozen or so disciples of the Transcendent Realm showed no worries.
Li Yue grabbed Zuo Fei and threw him over, followed by Lu Qingyi, and then another disciple...
"Ah~" An exclamation came, and when Lu Qingyi reached the sky above the Demon Wind Stream, a flesh-colored tentacle ejected from the bottom of the stream and rolled towards Lu Qingyi in the air.
The aura in Li Yue's meridians flew around, gurgling into the Yin Soul Sword in his hand, and the white flames were raging.
"Yin Soul Sword!" Li Yue shouted, and stabbed the flesh-colored tentacle with a sword, cutting the tentacle in two. At the same time, his left hand stretched out to hold Lu Qingyi. There was a howl of anger and pain from the bottom of the demonic wind stream, echoing back and forth along the deep stream, shaking the sand and gravel on the ghost desert like a storm.
Li Yue was stunned, the aura in his body disappeared suddenly, and he and Lu Qingyi fell down like stones. It turned out that the demonic mist that dissolved the aura spread again, and the aura in Li Yue's body could no longer continue, so he fell into the deep stream.
"Li Yue!"
"Brother Li Yue!"
With a few exclamations, Caiyu screamed. Yu Wanru's long sleeves swung sharply, and a white gauze swept towards the two people who fell.
It is the three thousand threads of the secret method of the Floating Jade Palace!
"Boom" A loud bang sounded again, and the thick black demon mist erupted from the bottom of the Demon Wind Stream like a fountain, connecting the heavens and the earth, and the demon beasts in the black mist surged, falling towards both sides of the Demon Wind Stream.
"Run!" shouted a real person from the Flower Chasting Gang, and he didn't dig into his gang leader and the two real people who were still trapped at the bottom of the stream.
The crowd harnessed their weapons and ran forward.
Yu Wanru's three thousand threads were withdrawn, empty, and her heart was empty. Once upon a time, that little junior disciple had left a heavy shadow in his heart, was it in the secret realm of the Heavenly Gate, on the boulder in the Floating Jade Palace, or when he rescued himself from the Demon Wind Stream not long ago? His eyes were always dark and bright, his smile was always bright and dazzling, and his thin body always relied on her without hesitation when he needed it most.
"Wow~" Cai Yu cried, all the way Li Yue cared for himself like a big brother, and rescued himself from the mouth of the demon beast again and again, this time he himself...