Chapter 562

The ripples were like raindrops falling on the calm lake, rippling layer by layer and circle by circle. Although there was little movement, the monks were overjoyed.

"It worked!" Taoist priest gongzu yelled and encouraged the public: "you Taoist friends, hold on for a while, this method is very likely to break the seal!"

The change of the seal of the border greatly encouraged the monks to make concerted efforts in casting. Even if they could not protect themselves with divine light for a while, they should also ensure that the magic power in the order of ascension was constant, so that Jiang Cen's casting would not be hindered!

In addition to Jiang Cen, other monks have a chance to get a short rest, but he has to keep casting spells, sword dancing and drawing runes. It can be inferred how amazing the mana that Jiang Cen expended when he saw that the top level spirit stones were drained and turned into powder in Jiang Cen's hands!

All the friars tried their best to do their duty, and did not dare to add trouble to Jiang Cen. The young master of the Jiang clan, who is one of the high-level monks, has already shouldered such a heavy responsibility. How can he delay all the monks' plans to ascend because of his laziness or mistakes!

Jiang Cen really lived up to the expectations! Even though it was so hard, he persisted!

For three days, more than 1100 runes were written in one go! There is no mistake in the middle! With the extraordinary mind of a high-level immortal cultivator, Jiang Cen perfectly completed the detailed drawing of runes in the extremely difficult situation.

Jiang Cen continued to draw runes. At this time, the boundary seal is like a rainstorm lake, with continuous ripples, which is obviously affected by the force of frequent laws. Unfortunately, although the ripples are continuous, there is no crack!

And the repulsive force of this seal did not weaken obviously. While taking advantage of the time of recuperation, monks such as Taoist priest gongzu tried to get closer to the seal, but they were still forced to get closer to the seal by the stronger invisible force.

In addition, the emptiness around the monks also changed obviously.

The monks in the center looked to the distance, the original vast starry sky had been completely distorted, like a huge whirlpool, and they were in the center of the whirlpool. It's quite appropriate to describe their present situation in a word of whirling.

This is the power of the law. As long as there is a proper way to mobilize this kind of law, the result can not be compared with the supernatural power of the friars in Yuan Dan period.

After three consecutive days of casting, all the monks were exhausted, and some of the elixirs they had prepared to supplement their magic power were exhausted, but they all insisted on it, and no one gave up.

According to Jiang Cen, he needs to draw more than 1700 runes. Now he has drawn more than half of them, and has seen the preliminary effect. If he can draw all the 1700 runes, it may be possible to break the seal and rise to the spiritual world!

Therefore, although they were exhausted, their fighting spirit was very high. Feisheng was originally very slim and almost hopeless, but now the gate of heaven is in front of us, and there is great hope to break the seal of the border. Even if they want to bet their lives, they will not hesitate!

When Jiang Cen just drew an extremely complex but important rune, which is also the first more than 1200 runes, suddenly, a lightning appeared in the surrounding void without any sign, accompanied by the crackling sound of the void tearing.

"The void is broken!" The monks were both surprised and happy. What's surprising is that the void is extremely dangerous to be broken. If you are involved in it, you will almost die. What's gratifying is that Jiang Cen's Rune really contains more and more powerful power of law. The void has been cracked, and maybe the border seal will be torn at the next moment!

Next, the situation of void breaking appears again and again. Almost every time Jiang Cen finished drawing three or five runes, there would be one or two more void cracks around.

That layer of border seal on the fluctuation of vitality, can also be called turbulent, it seems that there is really the possibility of breaking!

All of a sudden, a scream shocked everyone!

An unfortunate middle-term old man of Yuandan, suddenly appeared a void crack around him, and he was just involved in the crack!

In an instant, his body was engulfed by cracks, crushed, and then completely engulfed by cracks!

Everyone was shocked, this scene, at any time may happen to themselves!

"Don't panic!" The Taoist priest of gongzu said in a hurry: "the plan of flying up is a plan of death! I wait for more than 100 people, can all really fly up safely? It's inevitable to fight for life with heaven and sacrifice. We survivors must not lose our sense of propriety. Don't let all the previous achievements of master Jiang's casting be wasted, and don't let our road of ascension be ended! "

"The Taoist priest is right!" Taoist Cabernet Sauvignon echoed and said, "you Taoist friends must have expected this! Don't mess with yourself! Even if there is only one person left who is afraid of death, we should insist on completing the road of ascension! "

Although the monks were shocked by the sacrifice of a companion, their casting did not stop.

After all, they are all high-level monks who have experienced countless risks of life and death. In the face of this dangerous situation and the sacrifice of their companions, they can still keep calm and keep their hands calm after being shocked.

But Jiang Cen, in addition to looking at the sacrificial monk, didn't say a word more from the beginning to the end. He continued to dance the sword and continue to draw the rune!It's a necessary psychological quality for a high-level cultivator to keep calm in the face of danger. He can't even pass this pass. He can't talk about cultivation or rise to the top!

Everything went on, just because a friend died, which made the atmosphere more solemn and solemn.

One by one, more and more void cracks appear around. In addition to the cracks, strange void vortices gradually appear.

The unfortunate friar, who was swept away by the whirlpool, also disappeared without a trace, and died here!

Another day later, when the 1500 runes were finished, there were swirls and cracks all around. The rumored purgatory was just like this!

Among the monks, seven or eight have been killed. The death of every friar makes the heartstrings of other friars even tighter!

It is conceivable that more monks will die before the last 200 runes are drawn. No one wants to be a victim, but no one will give up at this time!

This powerful power of law is not controlled freely by these lower bound monks. The result of forced transfer is that they must bear such sacrifice. The power of law may create cracks and whirlpools, causing the nearby immortal practitioners to die; but it may also destroy the seal of the border and open the way to the spiritual world!

If we don't mobilize enough power of the law, it will be safer for the practitioners, but we can't break the seal. Therefore, the monks know that the more they practice the law, the more they worry about their lives, but they insist on it one by one and never shrink back!

This is practice, this is to seek immortality! Not a smooth, not smooth, some just all the way dangerous, step by step startling!

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