"Wow!"
A dazzling thunder and lightning swept across the sky and landed directly in the sea, setting off a wave of waves like the wrath of a god. In the eastern seas of the Great Qin Empire, a fleet of ships swayed in the wind and rain, like small patches. Falling leaves would be swallowed by the sea god at any time, and a huge wave of tens of meters lifted the warship high, seeming to laugh at these ants and dare to challenge Tianwei.
On the forefront of the warship, Long Qianlin, wearing a golden armor, stubbornly held the handrails of the ship's side, flew up with the huge waves, and then fell together, the spray and rain mixed together and poured on him, letting The Marshal of Yihe Country became embarrassed, but Long Qianlin's eyes became more determined.
"Long Shuai..."
A ten thousand captain walked with difficulty on the ship’s side, and said: "We have entered the storm realm... here... this is no longer possible. The empire and the Yihe country don’t know how many fishing boats were buried here. This storm realm is the ocean. Forbidden area, let’s go back..."
"No."
Long Qianlin's eyes were persistent, and said: "This time we are here with a 300-meter-long Dragon Head battleship, which is by no means comparable to an ordinary fishing boat!"
As he said, Long Qianlin wiped the rain off his face and said: "General Zhou, don’t you think it’s weird? This stormy field is always in the four seasons and never stops. This is not the normal weather, but the weather. Curse, if we don't walk through here, I'm afraid we will never get a glimpse of the truth on the other side of the ocean."
"But... But..." Wan Fuchang's face was pale and said: "But even if we pass through the storm domain, there may not be what we need on the other side!"
"We have no choice." Long Qianlin smiled miserably: "Yihe country is exhausted, and no new allies can be found in ten years. Yihe country will inevitably be destroyed by the empire. We have no choice but to order the fleet and continue to maintain the fleet. Moving forward, we will surely rush out of the storm domain."
"Yes!"
Fighting with the waves and storms for nearly half an hour, finally, this fleet, known as the "hope" of the country, sailed out of the stormy field, and the waves returned to calm almost instantly. The scorching sun was shining in the distance. They are two very different worlds.
The soldiers of one ship were overjoyed and uttered cheers for the rest of their lives. They witnessed several smaller warships torn to pieces by the storm, and it was not easy for them to come out alive.
"Continue to sail forward." Long Qianlin ordered: "Count the number of warships we still have."
"There are twenty-one warships left."
"That's good."
Long Qianlin’s heart is still sinking. He originally owned 30 warships, but a storm domain alone caused him to lose nine warships and thousands of soldiers and sailors on board. The reason for not going east, right
At this moment, a commanding officer pointed his finger into the distance and said loudly, "Long Shuai, look at it, what's there?"
In the front, a huge purple sky curtain straddles the sea, blocking the east and west sides. The sky curtain is translucent, and even a whole piece of land can be seen on the sea level in the distance.
"It's a barrier."
Long Qianlin's eyes were cold, his fists fell heavily on the side of the ship, and said: "How come there is a barrier, damn it!"
Long Wanfu said: "Enchantment? Since we have come here, how can we give up moving forward because of an enchantment, Dragon Commander, send a boat to explore, right?"
"Ok."
Two small boats swept away, three people in each small boat, two sailors, and a centurion of Yihe country.
"Ziz...Ziz..."
Purple thunder and lightning gleamed on the barrier, seeming to maintain the status quo without being moved by anyone.
"Mother, what is it?"
A centurion pulled out his sword, stood up and struck the barrier with a sword, really angrily!
"Boom!"
In the loud noise, the barrier actually swallowed back on its own, a blaze instantly swallowed the centurion, and even the boat behind it turned into powder.
"Boom..."
The other boat slammed straight into the barrier, and it shattered every inch. The soldiers and sailors were swallowed before they even had time to scream. It was terrible.
"Gudong..."
The captain swallowed vigorously, his eyes filled with confusion, and said: "Long Shuai, we... shall we continue to move on?"
Long Qianlin showed a trace of pain. He was only one step away from success, but such a sky appeared here. From a distance, this enchantment stretched across the north and south, separating the entire East China Sea from the other world. But knowing that there will never be any loopholes, but if you leave now, Long Qianlin is not reconciled.
"How many days can our food and water last?" Long Qianlin asked.
"Twenty days, it takes ten days to return to the voyage, so it can only be considered as food and water for ten days."
"That's it..."
Long Qianlin groaned: "Wait here for three days. If the barrier does not disperse, we will return to Dragon Island."
"So what about the voyage plan?"
"Set it aside for now." Long Qianlin was a little depressed: "When I go back, I will discuss with Ding Shuai and Dadutong."
"Yes!"
…
Three days later, the barrier remained the same.
Long Qianlin's warship navy army had to return in vain.
But shortly after Long Qianlin’s fleet entered the storm domain, a series of thunder and lightning fell in the air. The air pressure formed a roaring sea breeze, blowing up huge waves, but no one knew what was going on.
…
Youquan, the third level of the Twelve Worlds, kills the world.
There is no ground in the secluded spring, only water surface, illusory water, and layers of bloody mist on the surface of the water. In the mist, a person stands tall with a sword, panting heavily, and a pile lies in front of him. Dead man, bright red blood dripped and splashed on the water surface along the long sword, but there were no ripples, but blood-red flowers spattered.
Lin Muyu calmly looked at everything around him, with a bitter intent to kill in his eyes. Since entering the world of killing, he has never stopped killing people. The murderous aura in his heart seems to have been completely vented. The way is not benevolent, then he will kill a clear world. Come.
"His..."
There was a sharp roar from below the surface of the water, a "brushed" iron thorn full of thorns came out of the hole under the water, and Lin Muyu spun around like a conditioned reflex, avoiding the attack of the stab foot in a hurry. There were stars in his palm, and at the moment he avoided him, he actually activated the chain of stars, firmly buckled the stab foot, and shouted: "Get out of here!"
"Wow!"
A behemoth was pulled out of the water by him abruptly. It was a monster like a crab, but it was full of poisonous thorns, and its head was a pair of murderous tentacles.
Blowing down in the wind, the Xingchen Sword flashed nearly ten meters of sword light, and it flashed past, and the two tentacles of this monster were suddenly cut off.
"His..."
It roared in pain, and rushed towards Lin Muyu with its sharp claws.
"boom!"
As soon as Lin Muyu released his palm, the supreme divine power surged out, and the extremely powerful flame impact instantly smashed the big crab into pieces.
"Lin Muyu, how many people have you killed, don't you never feel guilty in your heart?"
Behind him, a familiar voice came.
Lin Muyu turned around, it was Hua Tian, the man who killed Grandpa Chu Feng in Yinshan City.
Hua Tian glared angrily, holding an iron gun in his hand.
"Swipe..."
A figure quickly emerged around Hua Tian, Hua Wan, and many people who died in Lin Muyu's hands, with hideous faces, as if they were about to come for revenge.
"brush!"
Another figure appeared, a person wearing the Medal of Righteousness, the famous general of Yucheng—Lin Yu, the designer of Qingli Guoling. Without this person, I am afraid there would be no Lanyan City chaos. Lin Yu stared angrily and roared: "Lin Muyu, you demon with blood on your hands, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?"
Lin Muyu looked at him coldly, without speaking.
At this time, a person appeared in the sky, Luo Lan, and the figures came one after another. More and more people appeared, probably Luo Lan's disciples, and Bei Qi Ying and others.
"Lin Muyu, your sins are serious, and it's time to pay it back." Everyone looked at him grimly.
But at this time, Lin Muyu laughed, standing freely between the sky and the earth, staring at the enemies in front of him, and said loudly and loudly: "Kill any of you, I have a clear conscience. If I can kill you once, then I can Kill you a second time, come on, let me see how good you dead people are!"
"brush!"
The divine wheel rose into the sky, the golden light was intimidating, and the twelve law spirit beads lingered around the body. The moment Lin Muyu swung the star sword, the world changed color.
Killing, endless killing.
The blood stained the whole world of killing, and even Lin Muyu couldn't tell who the other party was. He just kept killing. He knew that only by performing the killing intent to the extreme can he pass this level. Killing the world is itself a violent violence. world.
A puff of blood flew up into the sky, and more and more people appeared on the water, but Lin Muyu killed more people. After the phantoms turned into blood dances, Lin Muyu stood there, worthy of the world, and the strands of blood flowed smoothly. With his handsome cheeks flowing down, if he could stop fighting with battle, he would kill without hesitation.
At this moment, the blood mist in front suddenly dispersed, and the mirror-like water surface also cracked, as if a piece of glass was broken. The next layer was the fourth layer, the greedy world!
…
"brush!"
Lin Muyu fell into it involuntarily, sinking deeper and deeper, almost unable to see everything in front of her eyes, only felt that the past and the past were flying past her like a slide, making him confused, sad, painful, and happy. One showed up.