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The young monk has also secretly absorbed the Yin power of many literary monks over the years.

He even secretly sucked out two real people who had just entered Taoism.

His cultivation was like a rocket, Dahei was dumbfounded.

Dahei also sighed repeatedly: "This boy, I estimate that next time spring comes, he will be able to survive two thunder tribulations in a row."

At this time, there was a faint sound of surging waves on the sea in the distance.

Have you finally waited? Xie Que's eyes flashed with light.

They settled here and were waiting for today!

Xie Que raised his head out of the water and looked at Xi Guang in the distance.

The sea of ​​clouds was billowing on the water in the far distance, and a scorching sun the size of a stone mill broke through the clouds and cast endless brilliance toward the sea.

A huge silver pomfret jumped out of the sea. Its body was like a streamline and its movements were graceful.

Not only Xie Que, but also Da Hei and the young monk unconsciously turned their attention to the silver fish.

In a daze, the young monk felt that the entire sky and sea had become the background of the silver pomfret, for which the sky and the earth were created.

Dahei was trembling all over, and his tone became trembling: "Big Dragon Head."

The silver pomfret jumped out of the water again, and the light above the sea even dimmed, leaving only its silhouette.

Against the morning light, Silver Pork's figure began to change out of thin air.

Her figure gradually became narrower and narrower, with two foreheads bulging on her head.

Dahei was shocked: "She... actually succeeded in transforming into a dragon..."

The young monk shook his head: "It's just a dragon."

"That's also a dragon..." Dahei felt uneasy.

I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, and I don't know what the strength of the big dragon head is.

Even though I had followed him for hundreds of years, I still didn't understand the strength of the great dragon head.

But at least, he is also a master of the sixth level of thunder tribulation or above!

This is a powerful master that Dahei has never heard of in this Qiongyuhai.

The silver dragon rides on the wind and rain, with thunder and lightning flashing around it.

Between the opening and closing of the dragon's pupils, the wind and rain changed.

A light and melodious female voice sounded in the ears of Xie Que and the others.

"Three of them destroyed our Hailong Society, and yet they are still sitting here happily. It seems they are not afraid of me."

Both the sea water and the air in this water area vibrated together with the sound.

At an even higher altitude, there was also a huge figure swooping down.

As the air flow raged, a violent sound exploded like thunder.

A bright red figure wrapped in blood descended from the sky, its wings spread out and it was several times larger than Dahei.

Just by flapping its wings, the entire body of water began to churn, setting off huge waves tens of meters high.

"King Scarlet Xiao." Dahei's figure trembled again.

Its appearance is like a giant eagle, but it has bright red feathers, which makes people think that it is dyed red with blood.

A sharp voice rang out: "You are really brave to kill my grandson and then take the initiative to release the news."

Dahei became even more nervous: "This is also a big demon with unpredictable details."

Just as he finished speaking, a human figure walked out of the clouds beside the silver dragon: "Brother Chixiao, in this race, do you win and I win?"

Dahei once again recognized the owner of this figure: "Master Shaoyang!"

Master Shaoyang looked at the young monk: "You are the one who killed my beloved disciple, right?"

The little monk clasped his hands together and nodded.

Master Shaoyang hummed: "Quite sincere, he is a true monk."

"But if you hit a young one, we old guys will avenge him. This is also your fate."

Not long after, several figures with the same terrifying aura appeared again, surrounding Xie Que and the other three.

This is what Xie Que is waiting for.

But he didn't expect that these people would appear together.

At this time, Dahei had no idea. These guys whose names he had heard of or had never heard of were undoubtedly the top figures in the Qiongyu Sea.

With so many masters gathered here, is the boss really sure?

Xie Que has been recharging his energy for many years.

His energy, blood, strength, and body have reached an unprecedented height.

Under the high concentration of energy and energy, Xie Que didn't know what his strength would be after taking over the martial arts.

An old man with gray beard and hair stared at the young monk and said: "Yinlong, you are the leader of this gathering, should you take the first step?"

Yin Jiao let out a charming laugh: "With so many masters here, it's up to me to offer advice."

She looked at Xie Que: "Are you the so-called Burning Sea King?"

Xie Que ignored it and swallowed a stream of water from his mouth.

The water flow actually flew behind the young monk and hit an invisible figure, which immediately flew away.

The little monk couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. The figure was almost behind him, but he still didn't notice it.

He put down the three-ring tin staff in his hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to recite scriptures.

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you trying to save yourself?"

The little monk opened his eyes and shook his head: "No, it's for you."

The newcomers suddenly felt that something was not right, and they wanted to retreat back.

"Come when you want, leave when you want, who do you think I am?"

A deep voice sounded, and a dark, bright red light instantly enveloped the sea area within a radius of a hundred miles.

King Chixiao dodged and quickly fled high into the sky.

At this time, a few people just saw the orca open its mouth, and the surrounding air began to rush toward the whale's mouth crazily.

Together with their bodies, the terrifying pulling force was even unable to resist the strong body that had experienced six levels of thunder tribulation.

Before his eyes, the Scarlet Sky King crowed, and a blood-red storm gathered out of thin air between its wings.

The terrifying hurricane thousands of meters high seemed to destroy everything, but Xie Que, who was in the center, still just took a breath.

Swallow the world!

The hurricane was completely swallowed up in the blink of an eye for Xie Que.

Xie Tiao nodded, the power had reached his expectation.

The qi and blood continued to solidify at close range, and actually turned into endless bloody threads, connecting everyone present.

When the visitors saw this, they couldn't help but change their colors.

They could feel that the essence of their flesh and blood seemed to be constantly passing away.

However, the lost part can be ignored.

The old man's eyes were so round at this moment that Xie Que inadvertently arrived beside the young monk.

He laughed evilly, and the long knife in his hand gathered light: "Look at how you are resisting!"

There seemed to be a sigh in the gap, and the air was almost distorted.

Invisible air bombs flew towards the old man.

That's it!

Seizing the right opportunity, Shaoyang Zhenren's yin spirit came out of his body, and an endless burning sensation suddenly hit him.

He has long heard about the power of the area around Burning Sea King, and the most important thing to pay attention to when fighting him is not to leave the body.

Holding back the burning pain, Shaoyang Master's fingertips condensed a sword light.

Along with them, there were several great demon masters, all of whom concentrated their spells and attacked Xie Que.

Xie Que didn't resist, he just resisted with his body.

After the waves of steam passed, several people couldn't help but be shocked.

The giant whale was still floating on the water, as if nothing had happened.

After a loud noise, the old man's body turned into countless fragments.

In mid-air, his Yinshen looked extremely painful under the burning of Qi and blood.

"So weak?" Xie Que was a little confused.

Even though Wen Xiu was weak, he wouldn't have his body broken into pieces by casually spitting, right?

And what's going on with that technique? It's just some white marks.

Xie Que looked around. Everyone looked a little pale, and he didn't know whether it was sea water or cold sweat.

"The names are louder than the last."

"But with this intensity, are you kidding me?"