"This is the Dust Island. I have made an appointment with the others. We will meet here, and when the time comes, we will go to the depths of the Star Sea together."
Wu Yue led Song Yifei to one of the islands.
The island under their feet has a radius of thousands of miles. If it is placed in the secular world, it can already be called a mainland, but here it can only be regarded as a small island.
And similar islands are scattered everywhere in this ocean.
At the same time, the ocean turbulence kept shuttling under the fierce ocean current. An extremely powerful aura is dormant.
Song Yifei glanced at it, and saw that there were countless holes, large and small, in the depths of the sea area. There are monsters in the realm of immortals everywhere, fighting and devouring each other non-stop.
And the number is extremely large, mobilization is tens of millions. In the depths, there are monsters from the fairyland, each with a strong body, appearing and appearing in the water.
No one knows how deep the ocean of the origin world is. Because his heart is actually a superposition of various different dimensions. Layer by layer of cumulative layers.
In addition to the strong vitality of this world, the water here is also very special. If it falls into the starry sky world, it is a priceless treasure.
There is no need to do it in deep waters, even if it is shallow, there are hundreds of thousands of miles.
The fierce and surging ocean currents are naturally formed in it. country. It stores a large amount of immortal energy that has become pure from ancient times.
There are many masters on land who have entered the sea to collect these immortal energy and obtain huge benefits.
Of course, there are more masters who were buried among them without leaving any bones.
"This is a relatively safe area, belonging to the edge of the ocean. If you enter the depths of the ocean, the monsters inside are incredibly powerful. Once the core of our Xuantian Sect, when entering the depths of the ocean to complete the task, once Was attacked by a group of strange birds in quasi-holy realm and besieged to death!"
Wu Yue landed from the sky, and while waiting with Song Yifei, told about all kinds of dangers in the ocean.
"What kind of quasi-sage can actually kill a saint, it's unbelievable." Song Yifei said in surprise.
Knowing that the realm of a quasi-sage and a saint is simply a world of difference.
"It is a very powerful golden dragon bird. The blood of dragons flowing in its body is tens of thousands every time it is dispatched. They also occupy the spiritual veins and practice, similar to humans." Wu Yue explained.
"No wonder!"
Song Yifei has heard of this kind of golden dragon bird. Each of them is a different species and united together, they can integrate their power and explode with extremely terrifying power.
There is a huge gap between saints and quasi-sages. Even a hundred quasi-sages are not enough to slap a saint. But one hundred is not enough, one thousand, ten thousand or even one hundred million, even a saint can't resist it.
Too many ants can kill a person, let alone a quasi-sage.
Under the torrent like a tide, no one can resist it.
"After all, this kind of thing is a small probability event. We will not be afraid of encountering a single monster, but we are afraid of encountering such a group of monsters."
Song Yifei could imagine what it would be like to face the quasi-sage who was covering the sky and covering the sky.
Moreover, these monsters are often ignored by them because of their own weak strength. When I found it, I was already surrounded, and it was difficult to break free like a spider's web.
Wow!
At this moment, the void in the sky suddenly trembled violently. Countless white clouds were torn into pieces.
A long rainbow of sword energy descended from the shattered clouds. The momentum was extremely violent, and Song Yifei's clothes rattled in shock.
The sword energy is like a tide, torrenting and turbulent, just like a great river going east and west, torrenting endlessly. After the sword light landed, it condensed together and turned into a silver-clothed man.
This man has his hands behind his back and a sword on his back. He is majestic, facing the sea, and has the temperament of a leader.
The silver-clothed man came down, saw Wu Yue, and nodded to her, with a bit of complacency in his eyes.
But when he saw Song Yifei beside Wu Yue, his face became gloomy, and a sharp sword glow flashed in his eyes.
Song Yifei had a keen sense and caught the displeasure in the eyes of the other party, but he was not impulsive, but remained calm.
"Lin Xun, this Yang Weiwei of the Excalibur Sect is famous all over the world for his swordsmanship, and he is a true peerless saint!"
Wu Yue introduced to Song Yifei.
"Yang Weiwei, this is our Xuantianzong's new core disciple, my younger brother Lin Xun."
"oh?"
Yang Weiwei's eyebrows moved.
"Newcomer? Wu Yue, have you made a mistake! The place we are going this time is the cemetery of the ancient great sage, and there are many dangers inside. An ordinary sage will die if he enters. We have made an agreement in advance that we cannot bring outsiders with us. There are ulterior motives inside. , There was an accident! What do you mean by that?" Shen Jianzong Yang Weiwei said displeased.
"Don't worry, although he is a new disciple temporarily, he is very powerful. He used to share the same position with Chi Fengzi. He will only become our helper and will not become our burden." Wu Yue said hastily.
"It's on par with Chifengzi!?"
Excalibur Zong Yang Weiwei's eyes became sharp.
They are all disciples of the sect, and they all know the geniuses in their respective sects. Shen Jianzong Yang Weiwei has naturally heard of Chi Fengzi, and a master of their sect even fought with each other, Yang Weiyi deeply understands how powerful Chi Fengzi is.
But it¡¯s definitely not enough to just talk about it.
There is a fierce sword intent in Yang Weiyi's eyes of Shenjianzong, which is stimulated from the pupils. Thousands of swords belong to the sect. People are swords, and swords are people. His body is like a sword mound, born for swords.
Facing the pressure from the sword intent, Song Yifei remained calm and turned a blind eye.
Excalibur Zong Yang Weiyi also saw that he was not just showing off.
Boom!
In the next moment, the space above another island split. A figure radiating soft light stepped out slowly from inside.
This figure is a woman, wearing a goose yellow dress, with a cultivation level of a saint, and her strength is unfathomable.
"Yu Zhenzhen, you are finally here. We have been waiting for a long time."
Seeing the woman in the light yellow dress, Wu Yue laughed.
At the same time, a thought passed into Song Yifei's mind: "This is also the core elder sister of the Qingyao faction, Yu Zhenzhen, who is also a great faction of the ancient human race. A person who is at the same level as Chi Fengzi and Xiang Zhen is a true peerless arrogance .¡±
"Actually, I have already come here. I just saw a monster lurking in the sea, took the time to kill it, and extracted some laws of Tao, so I wasted a little time."
Yu Zhenzhen from the Qingyao Sect smiled, walked to the front and took a deep look at Song Yifei, but didn't ask any questions.
If Song Yifei could feel the taboo coercion on this woman, it was a kind of strength from the depths of the soul. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com