The sea of ​​raging waves, Bijia Mountain, Breaking Wave Pavilion!

This mountain is like a pen holder in the sea. There is no fear of the strong wind on the mountain. The eaves and brackets make a sound of "ding ding dang". Each wind chime is a top-grade magic weapon, which makes people sway.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps destroyed the charm of the wind chime.

"What's the matter in panic?" Deacon Deacon Hai felt unhappy.

"Elder! The big thing is not good. Something happened to Zhao Quanzhen and Yan Guizhen, two nephews, had an accident. The soul lamp they left in the hall was gone. The news from Xijiang showed that they were tracking the monks of the Sha family, but were bombarded by the monks of the Sha family into the army of sea monsters, and they were unable to escape, resulting in a battle to death."

"Which Sha family?"

"The concubine who had not passed the door of the second prince of the Mo family was said to have died two months ago..."

It is not for the people below to stick gold on Nu Taohai's face. On that day, Zhao Quanzhen and Yan Guizhen fought side by side, killing the squad demons with blood flowing, showing their superb combat skills. In total, 63 squad demons of all kinds and small squad demons were wiped out, and thousands of squad demons in the early stage and mid-stage squad demons were wiped out.

This record is impressive enough. Yan Guizhen even swallowed the foundation-building pill and wanted to trigger a thunder tribulation in the last battle, but the gathering of thunder clouds came to an abrupt end.

The monsters in the foundation-building stage took action and hit two people from afar to kill them.

This life-and-death battle is like the first battle between the two sides. The Siren tribe feels very embarrassed. So many Siren monsters of the same level cannot defeat the mere two people, so how powerful is the cultivator who bombarded the two people at will?

If there are more cultivators of the human race, even if there is no island protection formation, the Siren Clan will not dare to step over the line.

If this kind of monk grows up, it will be even more unimaginable.

Chen Xinghe did not know that he had an invisible deterrence, which made the Siren tribe much more cautious. On the other hand, Nu Taohai felt that his majesty was provoked and began to investigate frantically.

The spies of Nutaohai, who were in Western Xinjiang, took out a large handful of spirit stones, hired killers, psychics, sorcerers, and even hired magic monks to hold blood sacrifices to calculate the murderer.

After all the calculations, Chen Xinghe was carrying a lot of cause and effect. Just as the status of Huangquan monks alone, he could not die of 90% of the monks who took this skill and nucleus...

On the fifth day of the attack on Lijiangkou, a monk in black slowly fell to the bank of Danguo Jingquan Lake.

The Dan Kingdom is three thousand miles away from Lijiangkou, which is nothing to the foundation-building monks.

The monk in black narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Boy, I've found you."

A voice came from the bottom of the lake: "Ye Hanyi Ye, the leader of Ye, was flattered by his side."

"Do you know me?" The monk in black looked cold.

"I know, naturally, I know. You sold me a strange insect at Huitian Daji. It was because of this strange insect that I broke the ban on the Ghost King Sect and got the Huangquan Duzhou of Sect Master Xin."

"Oh?" Ye Hanyi stretched out her nails and scratched the bloody marks on her face, and said angrily: "I'm the last person in Ye, wait for me to go back to suck my soul, and Ye Ye listens to your wail."

Ye Hanyi's mouth twitched straight, and she shouted in pain: "Sect Master, don't listen to his nonsense. The disciple did sell a strange insect, but that insect was born with insufficient innateness. How could it be that the formation and prohibition set by your old man?"

The bottom of the lake laughed: "Zheng Master Xin, are you so weak? You don't even take away any clean body, so why are you still leaving Ye Han's clothes for?"

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to see my true feelings. A little Qi Refining Cultivator actually has a way to survive several tasks, and there must be a reason."

A voice came from the bottom of the lake: "I'm also very surprised that the ability to search the sky and the earth in the Yellow Springs World was unable to complete the erasure, so this is a secret technique of soul division, right?"

"Superficial, do you think that the secret technique of soul division can avoid the erasure of the Yellow Springs world? No one knows my secret, but you don't know what methods to use to explode the fifth floor of the Ghost King Sect, and let me destroy it for many years."

The bottom of the lake chuckled: "Yes! The evil ghost in the dagger still lacks a skull. He told me to be careful of you, so I specially chose this place to welcome you."

"What did you say? That idiot in the dagger actually reminds you to be careful of me?"

"Why are you so surprised? He said he was a fallen man and was waiting for the opportunity! By the way, do you know that Old Ghost Xin? The gate of the thousand-year-old has opened, and the difficulty of the mission has soared rapidly. I have encountered many incredible existences. Dai Huan died, Sha Zhenzhen died, Xuan Ajiu cut off his life, and the first mission will be destroyed. If there were no daggers you left behind, I would have died too! So I solemnly thanked my senior for helping me."

"Impossible, why is this happening? I tried my best to suppress it. I have to whip the Shura King for nine hundred years. He actually took the initiative to help you?"

"Yes, I understand, he is taking revenge on me! Hahaha, he is taking revenge on me, a lonely man!"

"Damn it, it's really abominable. Only the last Huangquan Ferry can get everything from him! It's you, you who destroyed my husband's layout. I want to pull out your soul and chew it a little bit, and return to the Huangquan world again to take back everything."

Chen Xinghe was just a cliché, just for clichés, and said intimately: "It seems that the old ghost Xin has lived for a long time, and is as old as Jiang Weier. If I hadn't known that Ye Hanyi embarked on the path of cultivation after me, it would be unlikely that he would have built a foundation so quickly. When I first met, I would have never thought of taking over the body. Now I have some eyebrows. The evil ghost in the dagger is called Shura King. Xin Lao Gui suppressed it with a ferry envoy, and it took nine hundred years to reach this point today. The question is, how many times does this guy take over the body? He actually got eight ferry envoys. How many tasks have he experienced during this period and how much fortune has he seized? It's really terrifying to think about it. No wonder Shura King and Zhuque issued a warning to me to be careful of this guy."

Old Ghost Xin took a step forward and wanted to seize the abominable little ghost who destroyed his thousand-year plan. However, a trace of breath washed down, scaring him to change his shadow quickly.

Purple lightning appeared silently, bombarding the quiet lake, causing a lot of water mist.

After a while after the lightning appeared, the thunder sounded. Old Gui Xin stood in the air and burst into anger. This little bastard actually built a foundation in front of him.

"You really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. You think that the thunder tribulation can stop me?"

The next moment, Old Ghost Xin shut up decisively because the vast thunder sagged, and its power was so great that it exceeded the boundaries of imagination.

Suddenly, a voice came out: "Hihehe, I didn't expect that Master is running so embarrassed. Gui Jiaoyue is here to pay tribute to Master."

"It's you? The ignorant disciple, I'm asking why a small Qi Refining Cultivator made the Ghost King Sect so bleak? It turns out that you are working inside and outside..."

"Boom..." A larger-scale thunder tribulation appeared. Old Gui Xin looked up and his eyes were confused: "Why are there such thunder tribulation? Deep purple thunder clouds? One layer, two layers, three layers..."

"Nine layers? A deep purple thundercloud stacked into a pagoda-shaped shape? What exactly does this mean?"

"Click..."
Chapter completed!