Yuan Ming glanced at the eight-clawed octopus and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The head of the eight-clawed octopus seemed to have just discovered the thunderstorm, and it was stunned for a moment. Then its body expanded rapidly, becoming nearly three times larger in an instant. Then, its huge abyss mouth hidden under its body suddenly opened, revealing
Sharp giant teeth growing in circles.
From that huge mouth, a thick, dark green mist spewed out, spreading hundreds of feet in an instant, covering the thunderstorm.
Wherever he passed, there was a loud "puff" sound in the void, and bursts of strong putrid smell were heard.
The dark green poisonous mist was so wide and the thunderstorm was so fast that there was no time to avoid it, so we plunged into it.
The moment it rushed into the black mist, its eyes felt a stinging pain. Unbearable, it could only close them. When it wanted to rely on its spiritual thoughts to identify its direction, it found that its spiritual thoughts were interfered with by the dark green poisonous mist, and it could not see anything at all.
Cannot be detected.
At the same time, the feathers on its body, which were tougher than iron feathers, were quickly corroded by the black mist.
On the back of the thunderstorm, the magic circle that protected Nan Shangfeng was emitting white smoke under the erosion of the dark green poisonous mist, and it was about to lose its support.
Nan Shangfeng felt his mouth go dry for a while, and subconsciously wanted to search for Yuan Ming's figure, but he couldn't see it anywhere.
At this moment, a sharp sword sound suddenly came from the void ahead.
A ray of sword light was like the rising sun, tearing through the poisonous mist that shrouded the night, and reopening a ray of light for the world.
Immediately afterwards, the violent sword energy rolled like a dragon, completely scattering the poisonous mist, and the dark but clear sky reappeared.
Above Leiyu's head, Yuan Ming is standing with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.
The octopus monster had been cut in half by his sword, and the lifted Heavenly Spirit Cover was falling into the distance.
"What a heroic figure..." Nan Shangfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but admire.
"Keep walking." Yuan Ming picked up the demon pill and shouted loudly.
The thunderstorm uses its demonic power to heal the body eroded by the poisonous mist and continues to move forward.
However, not even half a moment after flying out, the wind and waves above the sea suddenly became violent, waves of sea wind mixed with a fishy smell swept across the world, and countless undercurrents and whirlpools appeared on the dark sea surface.
Rows of huge waves nearly a hundred feet high set off one after another, making loud rumbling noises as they collided, stirring up countless water splashes that fell down like heavy rain.
Suddenly dark clouds gathered in mid-air, and dazzling thunder snakes moved around.
Yuan Ming focused his eyes and scanned around, and was surprised to find that not only the sea below them was in such a situation, but also the sea within hundreds of miles was in such a whirlpool.
"We have to leave this sea area quickly, this is not a simple sea storm!" At this time, Nan Shangfeng said hurriedly, with a hint of panic in his voice.
Yuan Ming turned back to Lei Yu's back and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"
"This is the rumored counter-thunder current between the sky and the sea. It only appears once in a hundred years in the East Pole Sea. We didn't expect that we would encounter it." Nan Shangfeng said with a bitter look on his face.
"Heavenly Sea Counter Thunder Current?" Yuan Ming had never heard of it.
"It is a unique climatic phenomenon in the East Pole Sea where sea water flows against the sky, thunder and lightning fall in mid-air, and the two intertwine. The specific cause is unknown, but it is very dangerous. Once involved, monks in the Dharma phase will also face difficulties!" Nan Shangfeng said
Knowledge is limited to this.
"Thunderstorm, speed up!" Yuan Ming's expression changed drastically after hearing this, and he shouted loudly.
The thunderstorm flapped its wings and flew rapidly, its speed had reached its peak, but the sea ahead was vast, and it still could not escape the danger zone.
At this moment, loud "rumbling" sounds exploded on the bottom of the sea.
It was as if there were countless cannons firing towards the sky from the bottom of the sea. Huge waterspouts rose up from the whirlpool on the sea, like black dragons twisting their bodies and soaring into the sky.
The huge tornado water column, with terrifying power, broke through the dark clouds in the sky, piercing through the sky like a spear.
Thunder and lightning in mid-air fell almost at the same time, entangled in the water column, and the water spear turned into a thunder spear.
Leiyu swung his body hurriedly through the gap formed by the waterspout, struggling to avoid the violent impact.
His eyes suddenly reflected a ray of fire, a fire that lit up from the waterspout.
Lei Yu was suddenly startled. Just when he was about to use his magical power to attack, he heard Yuan Ming's voice: "Concentrate on avoiding the impact of the tornado water column. Don't worry about other things."
Immediately, he saw Yuan Ming's figure blocking one side.
In the middle of the waterspout, I saw a strange, ugly and fat fish, with a huge lantern-like ball hanging from the tentacles above its head, with a blazing red light shining on it.
The next moment, the blazing red light suddenly enlarged and turned into a fiercely burning fireball, crashing through the water wall and heading towards Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming raised his hand and grabbed it in the void. He controlled a ball of water to condense in the void, directly covering the fireball.
However, the fireball was not extinguished by water and was still flying towards him.
Yuan Ming frowned slightly, his palms suddenly closed tightly, and a powerful force instantly exploded the flame.
The sound of the fireball exploding sounded, scattering countless sparks and alarming the underwater monsters lurking in the waterspout.
Then, countless red lanterns lit up in the waterspouts, all aimed at Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming sighed in his heart, knowing that it was impossible to escape and pass smoothly.
He rushed away after the thunderstorm, and when he saw countless fireballs coming from all directions, he raised a palm and smacked it into the void.
The next moment, black light erupted from the sky above, and a huge black palm emerged out of thin air, pressing down like a blanket covering the sky and the sun. It stirred up circles of black light waves and pressed down.
The light bursting out from the palm of Mahakala instantly swallowed up almost all the fireballs and easily extinguished them.
Several thick waterspouts around were also shattered by the palm prints.
Seeing this, Yuan Ming's face was not relaxed at all, because more underwater monsters were eyeing them.
The thunderstorm responded with a loud roar, and it flapped its wings and flew away in the distance. Finally, it broke away from the area where the sky and sea were counter-thunder currents, and swept into the distance.
Yuan Ming also flew back to his back at this time, checked his injuries, and found that he was not seriously injured. Then he felt relieved and turned to look at the chaotic sea behind him.
At this moment, the sky had completely darkened, and the waterspout rushed up into the sea like a twisted dragon. It was obscured by the heavy rain and became blurry.
In the rain curtain, the two eye-catching scarlet lanterns stayed at the edge for a while, and then slowly retreated.
"What is that?" Nan Shangfeng cocked his neck and looked over there with lingering fear.
"I don't know, the monster's aura is not weak, it's at least level six, or even...maybe level seven." Yuan Ming silently exhaled a breath, waved his hand to remove the magic circle, and sat down next to him.
"Fortunately, that thing didn't chase him out." Nan Shangfeng's expression changed after hearing this, and he said thankfully.
Yuan Ming said no more, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Nan Shangfeng also closed his mouth and looked at the dark sea, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
Late at night.
The thunderstorm took the two of them soaring above the clouds. The dark sky was dotted with stars, and a lone moon released a cold glow. The surroundings were silent, and no other sound could be heard except the howling wind.
Nan Shang Fengku was sitting a little bored. He looked at Yuan Ming who was meditating beside him. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to interrupt. He hesitated for a while.
But at this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes with a flash of light, which startled Nan Shangfeng.
"What...what's wrong?" he asked subconsciously.
"A monster is coming." As Yuan Ming spoke, he stood up and stared forward.
Nan Shangfeng also jumped up excitedly, opened his eyes wide, and looked into the distance.
A moment later, through the clear brilliance of the moonlight, he saw a large black shadow flying towards this side, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Why are we here again? We are so unlucky, right?" Nan Shangfeng lamented with a bitter look on his face.
Yuan Ming remained silent, raised his hand and threw the array plate again to release a magic circle, protecting Nan Shangfeng in the center.
Then, he turned his wrist, grabbed the Zhuxian Sword, jumped up, swept out from Leiyu's back, turned into a stream of light and rushed forward.
Thousands of feet away, a group of hundreds of huge green-feathered giant birds came in groups. When they saw someone rushing towards them, they opened their mouths and let out bursts of roars.
Amid the piercing screams, accompanied by strong soul fluctuations, bursts of sound waves that were difficult to see with the naked eye were condensed in the void, layer upon layer like waves, overwhelming the sky.
Yuan Ming turned around and plunged headlong into the sonic waves. He immediately felt a stinging pain in his eardrums, and then a feeling of dizziness came over him.
He immediately focused his eyes, and the power of his soul surged out, instantly eliminating all strange feelings.
His soul was like an extremely solid rock, not wavering at all despite the constant beating of the waves.
At this time, the giant birds that were almost approaching flapped their wings and suddenly fanned out towards Yuan Ming. Green wind blades swayed out from under their wings and struck one after another.
The howling wind was like a fine net of knives, covering the sky and crushing the clouds high in the sky.
Yuan Ming waved the long sword in his hand, and countless rays of sword light burst out and intertwined, stirring into the sword net. "Clang" sounds continued to sound in the sky, and the wind blades were twisted to pieces by the sword light.
Yuan Ming's figure passed through like a stream of light and crashed into the group of giant birds.
The next moment, the wails of the giant birds resounded through the sky, and the bodies of the giant birds fell apart in the crisscrossing sword light, turning into countless corpses, mixed in the rain of blood, and falling one after another.
At this moment, there was suddenly a harsh and shrill sound in his ears, which was extremely sharp.
That voice was completely different from the previous ones. It had extremely powerful penetrating power and directly ignored Yuan Ming's soul defense. It pierced directly into his sea of consciousness like a steel knife.
Yuan Ming was struggling to kill the giant bird. When he was caught off guard, he felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, the world was spinning, and he fell directly from the sky.
(Dear fellow Taoists, the New Year is coming soon. Wangyu has a lot of things going on at home, and there are many social interactions, so the update speed can only be slowed down during the Spring Festival. From today onwards, we can only update once a day for a week.
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