Chapter 1705: The last straw that overwhelms the camel

Bai Yingjun, who was staring at the seal in front of the mountain gate, didn't realize that there was a third person in Shanglan Mountain. Of course, even if he was distracted and guarded, it was impossible to guard against.
Shanglanshan is different from elsewhere. Among the seal traps formed by countless sacred patterns, although the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator will not be completely shielded, it is impossible to spread too far.
The blood bridge is hundreds of meters long, and Bai Yingjun standing on this end can't perceive the situation on that end.
As for Liu Lang, he now wants to seal it all the time, and he has no spare energy to pay attention to other things, not to mention the other side of the blood bridge, even if it is the blood bridge, what is the situation? Liu Lang facing the mountain gate I don't know anything.
"Alright, almost!"
While swallowing the Qi and Blood Pill, Liu Lang attacked the seal on the gate of the mountain with True·Second Mountain Attacking Bulls as instinctively. Compared with just now, every attack that falls on the weakness of the seal will cause the entire seat The violent tremor of Arashiyama gave people an unreal feeling, and cracks began to appear on the transparent seal.
It is foreseeable that soon, the seal will be broken.
However, the time limit of one hour is running out. Out of prudent considerations, Liu Lang should immediately stop his movements and return to the other side of the blood bridge.
However, Bai Yingjun did not stop.
Liu Lang didn't want to stop himself.
How long can the blood bridge last? Even its hypothetical Bai Yingjun can't give an accurate number. After all, there are too many variables, and there are the strength of the blood bridge instinct, and there are various traps against the blood bridge. One hour is only the safest estimate of the erosion of the impact. Seeing that the seal will be broken, Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun have an idea that the blood bridge will last longer than an hour.
Just a little bit is enough!
I have to say that this is a gamble.
And any gambler, before betting, feels that he will win.
But in fact, few can really win.
"Kaka..."
Just as Liu Lang was making his last efforts, there was a huge cracking sound from the blood bridge under his feet, and his body shook and almost fell from the blood bridge.
Trying to stabilize his figure, Liu Lang looked down and found that a long and wide crack appeared on the blood bridge, and this crack was still growing.
His two feet were straddling the crack, and he almost fell from the crack of blood bridge.
If the seal on Shimen can be cracked in this way, that's fine.
After the illusion was over, Liu Lang hurriedly jumped to the side of the crack, and then questioned Bai Yingjun, "Bai Yingjun, didn't you say that you can hold on for at least one hour? It's not time yet!"
Liu Lang himself has been counting the time.
About one hour and fifty-eight minutes have passed since the erection of the blood bridge was completed, and an hour, or two hours, was still two minutes away.
In these two minutes, Liu Lang can at least attack the nine weaknesses of the seal. After a round, the seal may be completely opened.
"It may be because of the missing two great immortals!"
Bai Yingjun analyzed with a dark face, his original intention, the dozens of fairyland repairers he had captured, were all used to build blood bridges, but before the path search, because of the changes in the traps of the organs, two great immortals were lost.
The problem is likely to appear in these two great immortals.
"What to do?" Seeing that the cracks in the blood bridge grew bigger and bigger, and maybe it would completely collapse in the next moment, Liu Lang anxiously asked Bai Yingjun, if it really died like this, it would be better to step into it at the beginning. A trap in Arashiyama.
It is the most unbearable feeling to give people hope and cut off hope.
"Retreating is a death. I can only fight it!" Bai Yingjun looked determined. He did not expect that the blood bridge would collapse so quickly. They could not fly and could only walk step by step. They wanted to return to the blood bridge. On the one hand, it takes at least a few minutes. Looking at the current state of the blood bridge, it is obvious that it can't last that long.
Therefore, there is only one way forward.
Of course, the prerequisite for moving forward is to break the seal first.
"Okay, you watched me, don't let me fall!" Although Liu Lang was panicked but not confused, he knew very well that Bai Yingjun's idea was completely correct, and he really could only fight for it now.
Liu Lang immediately refreshed his spirit and continued to attack all weaknesses of the seal.
With the shaking of the mountain gate, the blood bridge began to break down little by little. Fortunately, with Bai Yingjun’s protection, Liu Lang would not fall off the blood bridge for the time being, and Bai Yingjun dragged Liu Lang to keep Liu Lang away from the blood as much as possible. At the place where the bridge collapsed, he attacked the seal at the same time. Before that, Bai Yingjun had done corresponding experiments.
His attack has minimal damage to the seal, but in the current situation, whether it is useful or not, it can be done. The right is to be a dead horse.
"Kaka..."
After a full round of attacks, the crackling sounded again, but this time it was not the blood bridge, but the seal on the stone gate. Above the seal, the cracks gradually expanded, like a mirror surface, which was about to collapse completely.
Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun were happy.
However, this joyful mood lasted for less than half a second, and the blood bridge under their feet began to tremble violently.
From the edge to the center, the blood mist that formed the blood bridge began to gradually dissipate. The blood bridge was originally two meters wide, but soon only one meter remained, and then there was a path that only one person could pass.
Obviously, the speed at which the blood bridge collapsed was far beyond the seal on the stone gate.
However, Liu Lang did not give up, and Bai Yingjun did not give up. They were still carrying out the final attack with all their strength, even if it was just one attack, it was a hope of life.
Time is almost still at this moment.
When Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun attacked again and landed on the seal at the same time, the blood bridge under their feet dissipated, leaving only a brick-sized place. The two bet to keep the golden rooster's independent posture, shoulder to shoulder. Standing on this small safe place, even so, the two still did not give up. Liu Lang struggled to control the balance and attacked the seal for the last time.
Bai Yingjun can't make his move anymore. What he has to do is to firmly fix Liu Lang in this brick-sized area, although after a while, this small safe area will no longer exist.
The miracle did not happen.
After Liu Lang's last blow, the cracks on the seal had indeed increased a lot, but it still stood firmly there, without any intention of breaking it.
Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun looked at each other, and finally agreed.
But at this moment, suddenly there was a white figure, like a cannonball, whizzing over the heads of Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun, and hit the seal hard, and it happened to be the weakness of the seal.
It was like the last straw hitting the camel, and the seal on the mountain gate finally burst under the impact.