When Shenyuan Pavilion, Mu Nanchun smiled triumphantly, waiting for Luo Xingchen to be cut by the sword!
As a result, someone rushed in in a panic, knelt and trembled: "Pavilion Master, it's not good! The ten Half Abyss Realm you sent out, the life cards have all been broken!"
Mu Nanchun was dumbfounded, and his heart sank to the bottom!
He sat blankly on the chair, as if stupid.
This is not over yet.
Afterwards, the two bloody bodies returned to the Shenyuan Pavilion dying, which was no longer a human being.
Mu Nanchun's eyes widened, his heart trembled, and he said loudly, "Draw a picture! Who can hurt you like this!"
Mu Nanchun was crazy, his internal organs almost didn't split!
"Big brother... uh-"
The unrecognizable wooden rendering, covering his bloody throat, making a hoarse voice, every note trembling!
"Luo Xingchen, in collusion with the spirit beast clan, a powerful Tiangang wild lion saved him, and severely inflicted brother Mao Feng and me. It seems to be in the Earth Element Realm... No, don't provoke him, don't..."
"puff-"
But seeing, blood splattered five feet, the wooden renderings were shocked, and then, confused, fell to the ground, lost too much blood, and fell into a coma.
Mu Nanchun's legs softened, and he knelt down with a "poof". He was so frightened that he was half to death, and his whole body was cold and sweaty...
Guling is a long mountain, and there is sea in the north, which is 100,000 miles long, and waves are growing there.
Luo Xingchen glanced at it, and the sea was truly endless.
It blocked Luo Xingchen's path forward, and the dangerous waves were enough to ruin many heroes.
Luo Xingchen made a sturdy raft, which was downstream, and the water waves pushed the raft forward. The speed of travel was very fast.
This sea is called the Holy Demon Sea. It is rumored that this sea was very famous in ancient times. It used to be wider than it is today, let alone one hundred thousand li, or one million li.
At that time, this place shouldn't be called Daofeng Continent.
It's like the Middle Abyss Continent, destroyed by a foreign race, and split into fragments.
With the passage of time, everything will change. The spiritual world has existed for at least a million years. No one knows that in the ancient times, this place belonged to the barbaric era. At that time, what would the spiritual world look like
It's too long to trace back.
The spiritual world will not be calm, it is always changing, and this vast world lacks a true master.
Luo Xingchen walked alone, riding a raft across the ocean. It is rumored that there are many islands in this sea. Like the former Black Magic Ridge, there may be hidden treasures.
Countless warriors of the Blade Continent, and even the warriors of the surrounding intermediate planes, have come here admiringly, wanting to explore opportunities.
At the same time, a new bandit was born in this sea, called the sea bandit.
They kill people and overtake goods, and they are specifically responsible for intercepting and killing the strong and seizing the things in their bags.
The most famous naval bandit legion consists of about a thousand evil cultivators, the strongest of which is the six great spiritual abyss realms.
They have a name that everyone talks about, called the blood navy!
As the name suggests, they killed too much, turning the sea into a sea of blood!
Luo Xingchen still knows a little about these rumors, but this seems more interesting!
He was light and windy, riding a flat boat, for days and nights, had seen violent winds and waves, endless waves, and wanted to swallow him.
The divine body of the Great Zhou Tian revolved, and these waves suddenly calmed down a lot, and the pressure of the gods could shock even the sea.
"laugh!"
In the dark night, the moonlight was projected on the sea, glowing like fish scales. Luo Xingchen saw that there seemed to be strong people fighting in front of him.
A black-clothed middle-aged man, holding a scimitar like a moon in his hand, under the night sky, fought a group of martial artists alone, cutting out the sword intent, and flying arcs in all directions, cutting off each martial artist. His strength should be half. Abyss!
Those who besieged this person are those with knives, swords, and spears, all kinds of weapons are colorful, but they are a bit miscellaneous.
The strength of these people is mostly from the later stage of the Spirit Seal Realm, and together, there are about 20 or 30 people.
The two strongest among them were surprisingly close to the Half Abyss Realm, and with one sword and one sword, both shocked the universe.
Luo Xingchen's luck caused the raft to go upstream and its speed was suppressed. It suddenly became extremely slow. After more than a thousand feet, he silently watched this battle in the sea!
"Boom!" The violent air wave hit the sea and rolled up huge waves to the sky, and the water columns bounced like explosions, easily engulfing a person's body.
The height they rise varies from one hundred feet to several hundred feet.
The water column is like a long dragon, and the silver-white water hits this sea surface, really disturbing the world.
The black-clothed middle-aged body showed ingenious skill, shuttled back and forth to the front, back, left, and right of them, flying the scimitar, spinning for several laps, and was able to cut the head easily.
His body was stained with blood, he had his own, his enemies, and bloodstains, but on his angular face, there was perseverance and unyielding, and he endured with no expression on his face, and continued to perform his own killing.
"Haha... Ren Changqing, I have been chasing you for three months, do you still want to run?"
An evil cultivator furiously pointed at the black-clothed middle-aged named Ren Changqing, and said sharply.
Ren Changqing didn't say a word, and continued to raid the knife indifferently. The weird blade cut out three feet of cold light.
"Huh, dare to provoke our blood navy branch? Blood knife formation!"
With a sharp and twisted roar, these evil repairs simultaneously threw the scarlet sword of the same size. The handle and the blade were separated by an iron chain. Press the mechanism button to expand and contract freely!
Iron chains flew out, and sharp blood knives dragged it towards Ren Changqing. Looking at these blood knives from a distance, it was like the fangs of a monster in the sea, revealing its murderous intent!
The iron chains were entangled with each other and shuttled in all directions. Ren Changqing was still fighting, but inadvertently, he was entangled by the iron chains. Then a few sharp blades penetrated his body, and the blood suddenly splashed. Out.
Luo Xingchen looked at this thrilling scene from a distance, and couldn't help but feel a little bit chilly.
He knew that Ren Changqing's strength far surpassed everyone, but he was outnumbered. Now he was covered with scars and his chest was penetrated by an evil blood knife. He didn't know if he could get through the difficulties.
Ren Changqing was trapped and wanted to break free, but it was very difficult. He coldly glanced at the group of evil cultivators, who was taciturn, and finally shouted angrily: "Wait for the Rat! You have missed my big business!"
"Hehe, Ren Changqing, here is the Saint Demon Sea, you dare to rush, and obediently hand over the thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit in your hand. We can spare your life!"
The speaker tilted his neck, as if he would never be able to straighten up. He was bald on one side and long hair on the other side. He was a deer-headed rat-eye, and he didn't look like a good person.
Ren Changqing gritted his teeth, blood dripping from his mouth, angrily, and his eyes cracked.
"Ka!" Ren Changqing trembled all over, as if he was emotional or excited. For a long time, he finally lowered his voice and said the second sentence: "You dream!"
"Okay! I don't know, you are going to die anyway, you are dead, everything is ours!"
Each of them, stepped on half of the wood under their feet, floating on the surface of the sea, floating back and forth with the waves, as stable as Mount Tai.
Not far away, a ship set sail. On the blood-red flag, three characters were written impressively, Blood Navy!
This ship is twenty-eight feet long and 13 feet wide, and can accommodate hundreds of people. Compared with Luo Xingchen's one-leaf flat boat, this is simply a towering giant.
"Guys, take Ren Changqing up to me and wait for it to happen!"
The man with the bowed neck of the steed mouse looked at Ren Changqing coldly, and said in a condensed voice.
Immediately, a woman flew over, holding dozens of steel nails in her hand, directly inserted into Ren Changqing's body's bones and important acupuncture points, so that his strength dissipated and he was unable to move. A slight movement would cause bone pain.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, and he instantly thought of Nie Long, who had conspired against him at the beginning, and seemed to have used this method too!
Had it not been for the twelve scattered yuan needles, he wouldn't have died once before crawling out of the grave!
Ren Changqing knelt down slowly, unable to control his body.
He was dragged onto the battleship by the evil cultivators, and the ship slowly began to move.
Luo Xingchen clenched his fist, calmly, kicked the raft away, dipped into the water, displayed an abyss-level phantom step, and quickly stepped on the rough sea under the night sky. He was dressed in black and inconspicuous.
After a short moment, Luo Xingchen jumped up like a black fox, jumped onto the ship, and lurked quietly in an unmanned corner, secretly listening to the conversation in the cabin.
This voice seemed to be discussing important matters, so he was cautious and very cautious.
"Oh, I'm talking, fifty years have passed, and Hailongyun is coming again."
"Yes, Hailongyun is a unique vision of Saint Demon Sea, and it is also a catastrophe. Every time, it can set off a great storm and destroy countless islands."
"This is our chance. Every time Hailongyun appears, some treasures will appear on the bottom of the sea. This is the case for eight out of ten times. It is said that the most powerful one was the incomplete sacred artifact in the battle of the holy demons. !
Therefore, Hailongyun will definitely attract countless people to come, even the surrounding intermediate planes, I am afraid there will be movement, now, but it is lively. "
"Hey, no one knows what the strength of the leader of our blood navy is. If the two holy sites don't interfere in this matter, we must catch all the martial arts in one go! At that time, whether it is the relics or the secret treasures in their hands , It's all ours..."
"Hailongyun will probably start on the fifth day of March, which is a month later."
"Wait, huh, this Ren Changqing really hit the muzzle. Thousand-year yacon, a treasure! Tsk tsk... We will dedicate it to the leader, or the second master, the third master, they will definitely be very happy!"
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In the dark corner outside the cabin, Luo Xingchen's emotions became very complicated after listening to these words quietly.
He knew that the Daofeng Continent was very big, and there were seas and deserts in the north.
Unexpectedly, when I just came to this prestigious Holy Demon Sea, I encountered a major event that happened only once in 50 years!
The sea dragon cloud is a sea vision. In the Saint Demon Sea, it erupts once in 50 years. At a fixed point, it is like the beast tide of a hundred thousand mountains, and it is also a strange sight.
The seabed has been sealed by dust for tens of thousands of years, the holy demon has fallen, and there are countless treasures that have long been broken and settled in the sand.
The corner of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, with a hint of excitement, he murmured: "If there is such a thing, the strong outsiders may come. It sounds very exciting..."
He doesn't care what chance he encounters, what he cares about is this time, the holy demon sea is the gathering place of the powerful, so, if...
That is very helpful for his improvement.
Luo Xingchen calmed down, his eyes were sharp, and Catwalk quietly moved towards the cabin door and sneaked into...