Chapter 516 Sea of Clouds
Xiao Hong felt like he was surrounded by boundless murderous intent. There was silence all around, and the sound of the pot that had been ringing in my ears could not be heard.
The murderous intention surges quietly like an undercurrent hidden in the night.
The black shovel is constantly changing, creating quiet spaces one after another in the formation.
The killing moves are hidden in the shadows of these spaces, waiting for Xiao Hong to reveal his flaws.
The Abyssal Fire Mirror hangs in the formation's eye, silently controlling all changes. The light and shadow in the formation slowly flowed under the reflection of the Yuanhuo Mirror, entangling Xiao Hong tighter and tighter.
Wen Guying closed his eyes, took out a jade bottle, and drank the liquid in it. As the coolness of the liquid spreads throughout the body, the shattered sea of consciousness and meridians were soothed.
The formation, the Yuanhuo Mirror, the help of Jiang Mei and Yao Shuang, all of these evened the gap in strength between them and Xiao Hong. As long as Xiao Hong makes one mistake in the formation, it is their chance to win. But equally, if Xiao Hong had not made a mistake, or if they had made a wrong judgment, the balance of victory would have directly tipped towards Xiao Hong.
Only one chance.
Wen Guying opened his eyes. When he was about to step into the killing array, Jiang Mei said aloud: "Li Chuan..."
Wen Guying shook his head.
He has seen Li Chuan's current state several times. He understood what incredible things Li Chuan could do at this time, but at the same time, Li Chuan was uncontrollable at this time, and he had not yet fully mastered that power.
He cannot place his hopes on uncertain power. He was not sure whether that force was friend or foe.
"I understand." Jiang Mei nodded.
Wen Guying should step into the killing array.
...
Li Chuan overlooked Tai Suyu.
The clouds gather and disperse, weaving various shapes, like a scroll unfolding, with endless roads flowing through it, criss-crossing, and appearing and disappearing in the ink mist.
These paths are dead.
After realizing this, the scroll in front of me suddenly showed a ferocious scene. The ink marks representing the road were twisted, like unwilling shadows, constantly struggling.
The path is dead, but the obsession remains.
After the road dies, a dead zone is formed.
And here, this place called Taisu Domain, carries countless dead domains. The unwillingness and resentment accumulated in it are like hidden ripples, rippling in every place in Taisu Domain, urging the path to spread wantonly in the shadows, growing ugly, competing with each other, entangled and blended. Eventually it turned into layers of clouds, filling this deep realm.
Why did Weng Xian create such a place? Where did you collect the paths of so many immortals?
The catastrophe of gods and demons.
Li Chuan already knew that the catastrophe in the world was only part of the catastrophe between gods and demons, it could even be said to be the afterglow. The catastrophe began in the upper world. Tiansu led three thousand immortals to use their own way to align with the way of heaven, so that the entire world was hidden from that beam of light.
Even then, the upper world has already suffered heavy losses, with 70% of the immortals dead.
Weng Xian.
Tai Suyu.
Li Chuan realized that Weng Xian had collected the paths of the dead immortals and hid them behind Taisu Domain.
Then...
After that, the human world and the fairy world were as separated as they are today. But Weng Xian must have a way to spread the news. He got in touch with some people in the demon clan and handed over Tai Suyu to them. The demon clan, on the other hand, relied on the Taisu Domain to build the demon temple.
Are there any benefits to Weng Xian doing this? No, the benefit is obvious, that is, he surrendered to the power of that light, and he covets that power.
But the two races of gods and demons raging in the world are not that powerful. After understanding their characteristics and techniques, the monks can kill them all. Li Chuan has fought against demon spirits several times. Her methods are weird, but it is not without means to deal with her.
Why are the immortals separated again?
Upper Realm, what is the situation like now?
Nine Peaks True Immortal... Why did he entrust a dream to the general?
And where is that light now?
Li Chuan closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were indifferent, as if all the emotions had been withdrawn from him.
...Wen Guying should be hiding in the shadow of the formation. He is still waiting.
Xiao Hong looked extremely weak.
Wen Guying was not sure whether Xiao Hong was as miserable as he showed.
You only have one chance.
For this reason, he missed several opportunities to take action. But can't wait any longer. If they wait any longer, after he figures out the changes in the formation, they won't be able to trap him again.
Wen Guying silently pulled out the Tianqi sword slowly. The gemstone did not light up and the sword body was dim and colorless. Xiao Hong walked past him, and Wen Guying held the sword tightly. He felt Xiao Hong's gaze lingering in the shadow where he was hiding for a moment. Found him, or? Then Xiao Hong walked away, opened the space from the other side, and walked out.
A sharp knife fell, but Xiao Hong dodged it.
Wen Guying quietly passed through the crack. This time, he did not hide in the shadows again, but stuck behind Xiao Hong, and then...
Xiao Hong Wen Guying's location had long been noticed.
The accumulated wind blades shot behind him instantly. But... Xiao Hong suddenly felt a sudden spin, and the place where he was standing suddenly changed.
Fell into a trap, Xiao Hong realized this.
Is it... the stacking technique?
Then he saw a crimson light, his hand, no, his whole body was enveloped in the crimson sword light. cracked. He clearly felt that his body and soul were torn apart at the same time.
Red blood slowly flowed out from the broken body.
Wen Gu should sheath his sword.
...
Li Chuan quietly stared at this dark place intertwined with unwillingness and resentment, and slowly stretched out his hand.
A pale golden hand quietly stretched out into the swirling clouds, passing through the layers of death, slowly sinking until it reached the endless depths, where those twisted roads turned into ugly ghosts. , clinging to the fingertips, getting into the gaps between the fingers, twisting in the palm of the hand, going up, wrapping around his wrist, preventing him from continuing to go down.
Li Chuan did not stop for a moment.
He continued down, all the way to the deepest point.
Then, he rubbed the Tianyin pot again.
The gentle and gentle sound of the pot resounds in the vast sea of clouds. The clouds rolled violently, trying to resist the rhythm of the pot sound. However, their resistance was in vain. Gradually, the ups and downs of the pot sound completely enveloped them. The clouds and mist began to evaporate, slowly dissipating, and the roads once again showed their original appearance, and then quietly disappeared.
The sea of clouds dispersed.
At this time, Li Chuan finally saw Wen Guying and others, and also saw Xiao Hong's broken body.
He felt Xiao Hong glanced at him again.
"No wonder the demon spirit must take him away." After saying this, Xiao Hong closed his eyes.
At this time, "The Classic of Patterns" fell to the ground, and almost at the same time, Li Chuan also fell to the ground.
"Li Chuan? What's wrong with you?" Liu Yang asked anxiously.
Li Chuan felt it was very noisy, and he said angrily: "Don't make any noise, you are still alive."
"Take me back to Yunqiao Township."
"Ask Senior Sister Yao to build a house for me."
"Li Chuan, don't sleep!"
(End of this chapter)