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398 Wave after Wave

Near the Glazed Sea.

On top of a majestic peak.

Ran Yunxin sat cross-legged on the rock and slowly opened his eyes.

"This matter is a bit tricky. That person's strength is unfathomable and he is no ordinary person!"

Her eyes flashed, she pondered for a moment, and said to herself: "I wonder what the condition of the reincarnator is like this time?"

After saying this, Su raised his hand lightly, and a spiritual light flew out, instantly reaching the sky above Baishou Shanfang City on the Glazed Sea.

boom!

The stream of light suddenly exploded.

The ban on Fangshi was triggered, and a jade bowl-like light curtain rose to protect Fangshi.

In the city, qi forces are rising and falling one after another, and everyone is exploring the source of the attack.

But I saw that the stream of light was not threatening, it was just an illusion and exploded, turning into a huge line of text, hanging still in the sky, visible from far and near.

——Saint of the Glazed Sea in the Thunder Territory of the Yin Abyss of the Southern Wilderness.

Each word is the size of a small hill, and can be seen clearly from a distance even if it is dozens of miles apart.

In the market, the cultivators were stunned.

Where is the Saint, and what does it have to do with us?

There are also some monks who secretly speculate and analyze the secrets.

Soon, several Liulihai Daoji realm monks were seen flying into the sky, using magical powers to erase this line of radiant characters.

However, what surprised the group of cultivators was that no matter what these Liulihai cultivators did, the line of words seemed to be imprinted into the void and could not be erased no matter what.

As a result, the Liulihai Golden Pill Overhaul was alarmed. Several Golden Pill elders took action one after another, but they were unable to shake the large characters composed of lines of light.

Now, the news about the Saint going to the Southern Wasteland has completely spread in Liuli Haifang City!

Many monks were very interested and took action one after another to erase the big words in the sky.

Even the major repairs to Liulihai's golden elixir can't erase it. If I could do it, wouldn't it be a holy show in front of others, and by the way, I could save Liulihai's face?



Baishoushanfang City.

Two rays of light, one white and one red, flew from the sky. When they got closer, the white ray of light fell down like a white smoke, fluttering on the square at the entrance of Fangshi.

When another red light fell, it gently and skillfully stood on the white jade-like ground, revealing a bright and beautiful woman silently.

This woman has a cherry mouth and a beautiful nose, and a graceful appearance, with long, glossy black hair hanging down her buttocks.

She was wearing a bright silver coat and armor robe, with a slender waist, and soft cloud boots. She held a silver gun in her hand, with the spear's tassel as red as blood.

In the white light, there was a handsome man in white who looked like a scholar.

The two of them looked up at the large rays of light in the sky, thoughtfully.

After a while.

The woman asked: "Brother, is this statement credible?"

The man in white smiled calmly and said: "Nine times out of ten it is true, and it is very likely that it was left by other reincarnations."

The woman said in surprise: "How do they know the whereabouts of the Saint, and why do they want to make it public? Aren't they afraid that we will take the lead?"

The man in white glanced at her and said hehe: "The ability of the reincarnator is far beyond what you and I thought. It seems that although this person found the saint, he was unable to complete the task and wanted to borrow the power of other reincarnators.

The force comes to open the way."

The woman reacted, her beautiful eyes as clear as water flashed, and she realized: "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind!"

"This is a conspiracy!"

The man in white sighed: "Although you and I know each other's plan, we still have to go."

The woman smiled softly and said: "No one can resist the temptation of the sixth-level magic weapon. Even the Demon Emperor of Yuanshen can't help but be tempted, let alone you and me."

The man in white shook his head and said, "Let's go!"

The two of them originally wanted to come to the city near Liuli Sea to inquire about the saint. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, they were directly informed of the saint's whereabouts.

They didn't stay and went straight out of Fangshi.

"Senior brother, I can escape quickly, I'll take you away!"

The bright woman swayed and revealed her true form.

I saw a golden-crowned pheasant with a body of dozens of feet flying in the air, its body covered with flaming feathers like flames, its blue back and brown feet, its long tail bright and eye-catching, and it brought out bursts of blurry smoke as it swung.

It flapped its wings, and the man in white was wrapped in colorful smoke. He flew hundreds of feet into the sky and fled into the distance.

Soon after.

An old Taoist with a feathered robe and a star crown appeared in the void, looking at the direction where the big demon disappeared, his expression changing.

This man had white hair and a face like a full moon. He held a whisk in his arms and muttered: "The two demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon Island... It's okay, let them take the lead, and the old man will watch from behind."

Then, he transformed into a stream of smoke that seemed to be invisible, floating lightly towards the south, not much slower than the golden-crowned pheasant.

Another moment passed.

The light flashed in the void, and a burly Taoist stepped out of the void.

He was tall and tall, his skin was like copper poured into iron, his appearance was ugly, half a black gold mask was clasped on his face, and his eyes were cold and deep.

Behind him, the shadow of an evil ghost was looming.

The appearance of the Dharma is so changing that it is impossible to see its face clearly. It holds a giant hammer in its right hand and a thunder ball in its left hand. It has two ferocious ghost horns on its head and endless magic thunder under its feet.

The burly Taoist looked at the direction in which the old Taoist had left, and thought to himself: "Zhenren Qigui of the Liu family has also entered this secret realm of reincarnation... Legend has it that this person's cultivation reached the perfection of the Three Tribulations ten years ago, and now he has

I don’t know if I can break through to half a step of spirituality.”

"That's good. With him scouting the road ahead, a lot of trouble can be avoided. I need to focus on the people behind the scenes."

The burly Taoist hesitated for a while, then headed towards the southern sky.

Another half a stick of incense passed.

Circles of ripples appeared in the void, and then a majestic man wearing a black robe and a crown on his head walked out.

On the black robe, there are gorgeous and complicated scenes of the cycle of life and death, which make people dizzy.

The man waved his sleeves, and a water mirror formed in the void, showing the monks who just passed by here one by one.

"The Hundred-footed Scholar of Ten Thousand Demon Islands, the Golden Pheasant Demon King, the Qigui Master of the Liu Family, Wei Changdan of the Xuanyuan Sect... Haha, they are all famous reincarnators!"

"What is the purpose of the Secret Realm of Reincarnation to attract so many golden elixirs to undergo a major disaster..."

The man's voice was low, as if he was talking to himself or to someone.

After a while.

He glanced meaningfully at the void in the distance, then took a step forward and disappeared into the void.

distance.

The top of a majestic mountain.

Ran Junxin frowned and said: "I didn't expect him to come too!"

The mysterious child appeared in front of her and said in a calm tone: "That person is extremely difficult to mess with. Where did he come from?"

Ran Junxin said: "He calls himself the Ghost King of Fengdu, and he is the number one cultivator in the South China Sea. His cultivation level has reached the level of half-step soul more than fifty years ago."

"It is said that this person is carrying a broken seventh-level magic weapon. His strength is unfathomable. He once fought against the master of the Five Meridians of Qianluo Palace without losing."

The mysterious woman said: "The fragment of a seventh-level magic weapon? If there is such a treasure, it should be able to break through that person's sixth-level magic weapon!"

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