In the unknown darkness of the misty ice field.

The twisted black line trembled violently, then was thrown into the Longyin Inkstone as if it was death, and slowly turned into a small drop of black soul ink.

This twisted black line died completely, with no possibility of resurrection.

At the end of the earth.

That rough black line, a tombstone that had been standing for who knows how many years, suddenly became weathered when the twisted black line turned into soul ink.

Turned into fly ash and fell on the rough black line.

now.

The tombstone on the rough black line suddenly shook and let out a mournful roar...

In the mysterious darkness, the twisted black lines around Feng Qingyan trembled slightly, then suddenly fell into the Longyin Inkstone, turning into drops of black soul ink.

Every twisted black line here seems to have once been an emperor of heaven and earth.

These twisted black lines are their immortal souls.

But at this moment.

They will die completely and will no longer be immortal...

But they regarded death as home and resolutely threw themselves into the Longyin Inkstone.

In the Longyin inkstone, the black soul ink is increasing drop by drop, while on the rough black line, the tombstones are weathered one by one.

Countless tombstones are roaring.

The rough black lines are vibrating.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan was singing in a low voice: "The long years are like long songs; a drop of bitter wine is like a history book; a drop of hot blood is like a monument; look at the vast smoke waves of the ages, and listen to the gentle singing of thousands of people..."

It seemed like his voice sounded across the rough black line.

The roaring tombstone gradually calmed down, but it was filled with a faint sadness.

as time goes by.

There is more and more soul ink in Longyin Inkstone.

But at this moment, Feng Qingyan saw the vibrations of Long Yin Inkstone becoming more and more intense.

At first, he thought it was the shock caused by twisting the black thread into the Longyin Inkstone, but now it seems that it is not.

But the Longyin Inkstone still couldn't bear the weight of the soul ink.

What is soul ink?

It is the transformation of the immortal soul of the former emperor of heaven and earth, and each root is as heavy as a thick era.

Naturally, the small Longyin Inkstone cannot bear it.

Click——

Only a few breaths of time.

The Longyin Inkstone suddenly broke into pieces and turned into a layer of dust falling down.

And the soul ink also fell to the ground.

Feng Qingyan looked at the Dragon Yin Inkstone that turned into ashes and the soul ink flowing down. He suddenly felt panicked and said with some trembling, "I made a mistake."

At this moment, he turned around and left quickly, with a somewhat painful look on his face. He suddenly appeared on the misty ice field, and then immediately took off into the sky, heading towards the East China Sea with meteoric strides.

actually.

When he was getting the Dragon Song Stone from the East China Sea, he vaguely felt that the Dragon Song Inkstone couldn't bear the weight of the soul ink. Otherwise, why would he ask for the Dragon Song Stone from the East China Sea one after another?

How could the East China Sea respond to requests?

At that time, he was afraid that he would be in Yunmengze and take away the entire word "dream".

So in the end, he didn't dare to say anything. He only wanted the three-foot-long Dragon's Song Stone, hoping that the three-foot Dragon's Song Stone could withstand the weight of the soul ink.

After all, the Longyin Inkstone is only an auxiliary item for the Bridge of Connection, and may not be as important as the Magic Pen.

But he was wrong.

He shouldn't take chances.

But when he was in the East China Sea, he thought of Yun Mengze when he left, and he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to the East China Sea, or what it would look like after he took away the real Dragon Song Stone.

Like Yun Mengze, will it become a place of death?

But at this moment.

He had to go to the East China Sea again.

He strode away, thousands of miles away in an instant, as fast as a stream of light. Even the great sage could not match his speed at this moment, which made people marvel.

it's dark.

He also rushed to the northern coast of the East China Sea.

At this moment, he stood on the sea cliff, looking at the sparkling East China Sea under the night sky. He stared silently for a while and then walked towards the sea.

He stepped on the turbulent waves and headed towards the center of the East China Sea step by step.

And as he came.

The turbulent East China Sea gradually calmed down, as if it knew what he was going to do.

"I am at Feng Qingyan, where is the East China Sea Tribe?"

Feng Qingyan stood on the sea, but after a few breaths passed, there was no response from the water tribe in the East China Sea.

"I am at Feng Qingyan, where is the East China Sea Tribe?"

Feng Qingyan said again.

The sea surface was still calm, and no aquarium came out to respond. Perhaps they were not heard at all.

"In an hour, I will take away the dragon soul of the East China Sea. You and your family will move immediately, either to the North Sea or the South China Sea." Feng Qingyan said, "But you are not allowed to go ashore, and you are not allowed to hurt anyone..."

"Are you Feng Qingyan?"

Not long after Feng Qingyan finished speaking, an extremely powerful shadow rushed out from under the sea, setting off huge waves dozens of feet high. It looked like it was a burly man of more than ten feet.

"I am Feng Qingyan, what do you call me?"

Seal Qingyan Road.

"As long as you are Feng Qingyan, the human race will pamper you, hold you up, and respect you as a virtual saint. I will not pamper you." The burly man who was more than ten feet tall sneered, "Remember, my name is 'Sha'

The Saint is here specifically to kill you..."

At this moment, before the burly man of more than ten feet had finished speaking, a strong murderous aura burst out from his whole body.

boom--

The huge figure suddenly rushed forward.

The space on the sea shattered instantly, and was actually smashed by the burly man.

This turned out to be a demon king, and a very terrifying demon king. It seemed likely that he was one of the top ten water tribes in the East China Sea.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan looked at each other coldly and did not take action.

And in the surrounding sea, there are hidden aquariums peeping in the dark. They are either expecting, nervous, worried, or anxious...

But none surfaced.

"If Feng Sheng is really killed by the Shark Tribe, won't our Donghai Tribe be exterminated by the Human Tribe?" In the water hundreds of miles away from Feng Qingyan, there was a good-looking woman from the Water Tribe who was slightly worried in her heart, "Although

The saint is not a great sage of the human race, but his life is far better than the lives of the ten great sages of the human race..."

"Oh, if the human race could destroy our Donghai tribe, they would have been destroyed thousands of years ago."

A handsome man sneered, with some contempt flashing in his eyes, and then his face became solemn, "However, if Feng Qingyan is really killed by the shark clan, I am afraid it will cause a war between the two clans, and there will be heavy casualties.

"

And while they were talking.

The burly man, who was more than ten feet tall, had torn Feng Qingyan into pieces in an instant.

When the surrounding water tribes were shocked, they saw that what the Shark Tribe Demon King tore into pieces was just a phantom, and Feng Qingyan had already appeared several miles away.

At this moment, many aquatic tribes secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, they don't want to go to war with the human race. After all, they won't get the slightest benefit, but they will suffer heavy casualties. Although the East China Sea tribe can rely on the East China Sea, and if they can't defeat the human race, they can hide in the depths of the East China Sea, but the great sages of the human race can still kill them.

deep……

It won't be easy for them.

If the East China Sea tribe and the human race went to full-scale war, they would have no chance of defeating them. If they could win, they would not be pinned down by the human race in the East China Sea, and they would not even be able to get ashore.

Although there are hundreds of millions of people in the East China Sea, there are many great scholars and sages in the human race.

Especially the harp players in Qin City, one person and one qin can kill thousands of aquatic tribes. It does not mean that they can defeat them if they are large in number.

For example, Dayu Qinjun.

Once a song "Heavy Rain" killed 100,000 water monsters. One man and one harp stood on the East China Sea, and the 100,000 water monsters were driven back.

And at this time.
To be continued...