ninety thousand miles

Chapter 511 Rushing
Li Chuan looked down at the Tianyin pot in his hand, and when he was about to rub it, he found that his hands were shaking.

Then, the kettle sounded
The gentle and soft sound of the pot calmed him down again.

Li Chuan locked his sights on the ferry. When it cracked again, he would activate the Tianyin Pot and use the surge to break the barriers one by one.

As the sound of the kettle spread, the whole picture of the ferry appeared in Li Chuan's eyes. He looked at it inch by inch, trying to find the weakness of the ferry, or other clues, such as how it was opened, how the floating bridge appeared, and how it was connected to other ferries...

What is this? Li Chuan saw some cracks on the bank of the ferry. Was it caused by the previous drill? Have those cracks not been repaired yet?

Just as I was thinking this, everything in front of me was suddenly covered with a layer of deep red.

It is necessary to review the old ones.

Wen Guying stood in mid-air, lowered his head slightly, held the scabbard with his left hand, and pulled out about one-third of the sword with his right hand. The sword light meandered between the cracks on the sword like flowing magma.

The clouds solidified in the blazing sword light

Under his feet were layers of sword shadows.

When Li Chuan was about to count, the answer automatically appeared in his mind - a total of eighty-one sword shadows.

Taoist Master Wen wanted to completely destroy the ferry with one strike.

After realizing this, Li Chuan put aside all distractions in his mind. Since he had made a decision, he just had to execute it. At this moment, the only thing he had to do was to break the barrier when the first sword shadow tore through the ferry, so that Wen Guying's remaining sword energy could exert its maximum power.

Then he also had to remember the structure of the ferry at that moment.

His eyes gradually became indifferent.

Soon, he saw a sword shadow coming out from under Wen Guying's feet, like a small boat passing through the swirling clouds, and quickly sailing towards the ferry. The closer it got to the ferry, the faster the sword shadow became, and in an instant it turned into a red light and quietly disappeared into the quiet ferry.

Where did it go? To the cracks. Li Chuan seemed to hear some sounds coming from inside the ferry, and then a red light came out from the cracks and continued to burn. The cracks also gradually grew larger as the sword shadow burned.

It's now.

Li Chuan did not hesitate, the sound of the pot began to change, and the surging patterns spread in the ripples of the pot sound.

Yao Shuang suddenly turned her head and looked behind them. She said, "Li Chuan, wait a minute."

It's too late now.

The surge has torn through the barrier.

The Taisu region seemed to have sensed the threat, and the clouds rolled wildly, and the ferry began to disappear. At this time, the remaining eighty sword shadows flew towards the ferry from all directions.

The sound of the kettle continued.

Li Chuan did not let the entire Tai Su domain sink into the abyss of his heart. The sound of the pot could not spread that far. But this time, he consciously controlled the scope and boundaries of the surge.

Consciousness extends to the border with the sound of the kettle.

dong dong.

thump.

There were a lot of noises coming from outside the border, which seemed to be trying to disrupt his rhythm. So he immersed all his mind in the sound of the pot.

His goal was the ferry.

The ferry was sinking and falling apart. This process was constantly slowing down in Li Chuan's vision, and all the trajectories were clearly presented.

He tried hard to remember, to write down as much as possible. …

This was the scene that Jiang Mei and Liu Yang saw when they walked out of the formation.

When Jiang Bai saw the two of them, he opened his mouth and wanted to call Li Chuan and Wen Guying, but he found that his voice was blocked, and then he saw Yao Shuang shaking her head at him.

He nodded and said nothing more. Then he saw a bald man on Liu Yang's back, obviously Master Wukong, so his heart tightened again.

Jiang Mei quickly realized what was happening here, and said to Liu Yang: "Xiao Yang, go to Sister Yao and Brother Jiang."

Then Liu Yang felt a gentle force enveloping him, and the next moment, he entered Yao Shuang's barrier.

Jiang Mei nodded to Yao Shuang, then he held the Yuanhuo Mirror and flew to Wen Guying.

The ferry gradually disintegrated in the surge, and the eighty-one sword shadows continued to create cracks.

"You're here." Wen Guying said, his eyes fixed on the ferry, not looking at Jiang Mei.

"These sword energies alone are not enough to destroy it," said Jiang Mei.

"You are here." Wen Guying said as a matter of course, "This is the Taisu Realm. I need to take a ray of the true meaning from it. Brother Li has broken through all the barriers now, and the true meaning will also be extracted in the confrontation with Xinyuan. It's time for you to take action."

"Let me try." Jiang Mei said.

On the other side, Jiang Bai stood up and said to Liu Yang, "Put Master Wukong on this cushion. What happened to him?"

Liu Yang put Wukong down and replied, "There is no need to worry about his life for now."

Jiang Bai stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wu Kong's forehead. After a while, he said, "He was injured so badly? Was it that thing that hurt him? How is that thing now?"

"The scripture that Master Wukong chanted did attract that thing, but the effect of that scripture on it was greater than we expected." Liu Yang said, "You've also seen that thing. It may have held back when it faced us, so we misjudged its obsession... In order to get close to Master Wukong, it deliberately lost half of its body, and then pretended to escape. When Senior Jiang and I were chasing it, it instantly unsealed the many seals and faced Master Wukong directly."

Jiang Bai took out the knife and wiped it on his sleeves twice. He unbuttoned Wukong's shirt and quickly cut his chest with the knife a few times. Before the blood oozed out, he sprinkled a handful of incense ash on it, and immediately a strange fragrance emanated.

The aroma has a fishy smell.

"What is this?" Yao Shuang couldn't help but ask.

"Save his life." After saying that, Jiang Bai looked at Liu Yang and asked, "What happened next?"

Liu Yang said with respect: "Master Wukong, you never stopped chanting, which bought me and Senior Jiang some time to return and seal him."

Jiang Bola pulled Wukong's clothes up, stood up and continued to look towards the ferry.

"How long can the seal trap that thing?" Yao Shuang asked.

Liu Yang said: "At least half a month."

Everything outside the barrier seemed to be plunged into chaos, the ferry had been completely broken, and the clouds had all gathered into a ball, desperately resisting the dissipation of the fog.

Only the floating bridge remained, half hanging, but it had not melted.

After Jiang Mei finished setting up the formation, he took out a small black tripod and placed it in the formation. He held the Yuanhuo Mirror and looked towards the cloud.

Wen Guying also glanced at the cloud. After a sword sound, the Tianqi Sword flew towards the cloud and sank into it. After it flew out again, a wisp of cloud was drawn out by the sword. Jiang Mei raised the Yuanhuo Mirror and the cloud followed his direction and sank into the small black tripod.

(End of this chapter)