(The chapter was missed for more than 1,000 words yesterday. I heard the brothers in the group remind you as soon as possible today. I'm sorry.)

The body fell into the water, and it was cold and irritating. I quickly moved the spiritual energy in my body to raise a thin shield to block the water from the body.

A cover also rose from the body of the spirit-swalking beast in front of me. The cover was extremely small and barely protected the body of the spirit-swalking beast. A faint red light emitted from the cover, which became more and more dark as the water flowed forward.

The Red Flame Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast looked back at Zhang Hao, and his body slid forward rapidly.

Zhang Hao saw that the spiritual energy cover around him faintly appeared and attracted many fish and shrimps to surround him in the river. He quickly used the spiritual energy to evacuate the floating light on the cover.

The Red Flame Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast gradually fell into the riverbed. There were many algae and swimming fish at the bottom of the river, and there was no mud and sand. The place where it landed was hard gray-black bluestone.

Green moss floated on the bluestone. Zhang Hao felt a strong smell of grass and trees on it. He quietly activated the Little Green Wood True Art, and a small green bead condensed in his hand.

I don’t know how long I had been sneaking at the bottom of the river, but I saw a dazzling light appearing on the riverbed in the distance. It should have reached the southeast of Weimingyuan Canyon.

The sun shines through the water surface, and bubbles rise from the bottom of the river. The light and shadow ripples and obliquely illuminate the water surface, appearing colorful light and shadows, and the water plants sway, like a beautiful picture of the river bottom.

The Red Flame Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast suddenly turned around and lurked under a huge rock. The surrounding water plants blocked all his body.

Zhang Hao's mind tightened and he flashed quickly under the boulder.

I saw a group of shrimp soldiers lined up at the bottom of the river ahead, led by a black-faced Yasha wearing a golden helmet and walked over from the river not far beside the two.

"Yasha, shrimp soldiers, aren't these aquatic races only available at the underwater Dragon Palace? How could shrimp soldiers and yakshas appear in the river in Weiming Abyss?" Just as he was thinking, he saw the Red Yan Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast curled up and turned into a strange shell, floating with the waves, like a dead object.

Zhang Hao quickly leaned over and hid in the algae, and his whole body was restrained and motionless. These aquatic shrimp soldiers could not see the level of cultivation, which made him dare not have any abnormal movement.

After a moment, the shrimp soldiers and yaksha gradually left.

The Red Flame Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast moved forward quickly again.

Shang suddenly sent a divine thought to him and said, "This place is very strange. The cold air in the Weiming Yuan and Tianyuan Grand Canyon is extremely similar!"

Could it be that this place was originally a sea area?

"If the sea area is not unusual here, the cultivator has the power to the sky, and moving mountains and filling the sea is just a matter of raising hands. However, moving mountains and rivers to fill the sea area will have an impact on the luck and earth veins of a big world. Ordinary cultivators will not do this easily. There must be a reason for this!" Shang Yi sent a voice to remind Zhang Hao, while concentrating on observing the surroundings.

Zhang Hao was concentrating on what Shang said, but he saw a round water ball hitting him, and quickly used his spiritual power to resolve it with his hands.

When I looked up, I saw a huge deep pit in front of me. Corals were everywhere under the deep pit, and many unknown strange trees were standing among them.

The deep pit was about a hundred feet long, and it was clear and there was no darkness. The strange white glowing bodies formed on the strange trees at the bottom of the river, making everything inside look particularly bright.

The Red Flame Fuxi's spirit-swalking beast slowly fell into the deep pit.

Zhang Hao walked forward a few steps and then fell down. The pressure on the water surface became greater. However, dozens of feet later, he felt an extremely powerful pressure squeezed from all directions. He quickly used the spiritual power inside his body to make the spiritual power shield outside his body more solid.

It fell about thirty feet, as if it had reached another world, and the water pressure around it suddenly disappeared, and the Red Flame Fuxi Spirit-Swallowing Beast in front of it fell rapidly, as if a shell was fired straight into the deep pit.

At this moment, Zhang Hao also felt that the scenes around him became unpredictable, but his descent speed could not be controlled by himself.

All I could hear was the sound of running water in my ears, very soft and pleasant, but my eyes were filled with white lights.

The sea, the dragon king, the shrimp soldiers, the yakshas, ​​and strange women with strange bodies and snake tails.

Various pictures and scenes are intertwined and appear one by one.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally fell to the bottom of the river.

Zhang Hao looked up.

A huge crystal palace appeared in front of me.

The palace is about thirty feet high, and thirty-nine huge plate dragon pillars support a roof that looks like a turtle shell of a Xuanwu. In front of the roof is an extremely huge head of Xuanwu. A golden dragon about ten feet in Xuanwu's open mouth is struggling in pain.

The head of Xuanwu is lifelike, and the painful condition of the golden dragon is extremely realistic.

The entire palace exudes an ancient and solemn atmosphere, which makes Zhang Hao unable to help but feel that he is so small, like a tiny piece of dust.

There were yellow sand particles under his feet, like gold, red and yellow, and extremely dazzling. When his feet moved casually, the sand particles floated with the waves, accompanied by the sound of water, and a subtle rustling sound, and red and golden halos floated with the waves.

And below the head of the palace's Xuanwu, pieces of golden things that are neither round nor square, which are neither round nor square, are emitting a cold golden light. There are seven pieces of these non-round and non-square things, which are randomly scattered under the mud and sand of the palace.

"Dragon scales, dragon scales! Stinky brat! This is dragon scales!" Shang's surprised voice came over.

Zhang Hao felt joy in his heart, and he strode forward to grab a dragon scale. He saw a tight golden texture appearing on the dragon scales. The texture seemed irregular but complex and beautiful, exuding a mysterious and timeless atmosphere of the ancient way of heaven.

With a slight force in his right hand, the mud and sand floated, and the water waves naturally flew to the sides. A fine buzzing sound made the water waves vibrate into a stream of fine gold dizziness.

Shang Nian's beard concentrating and sent a voice: "This is the scale of the golden dragon under the sea, and its temperament is a little gentler. Although they are not as domineering as the Tianlong clan in ancient times, they are also extremely proud divine objects. How could they die here? Moreover, it seems that this little thing brought you here in this place, without any obstacles on the way. This matter is very strange!"

Zhang Hao grabbed a dragon scale and looked around, then quietly sent a message: "It should have no malice!"

"I hope so!" After Shang said that, he saw Zhang Hao grabbing Long Lin and dazed intently, he reminded him:

"Put these scales into the tower quickly, just find the right materials to create an ancient armor for you."

When Zhang Hao heard this, he stroked these ancient and exquisite dragon scales with his hands, and then put them into the Tower of Tongtian.

It was only then that the Red Flame Fuxi Spirit-Swallowing Beast had disappeared at some point, and the surroundings were silent. Only the gate of this palace several feet high was silently open, like a huge mouth of a ferocious beast, making people feel a little uneasy.

Too quiet!

Zhang Hao concentrates his mind and holds the Lilong Sword in his right hand.

He strides towards the palace door.

When I was close to the palace gate, I saw the mud and sand under the riverbed below the ground surging, and a stream of black smoke rose in the water, as if a drop of thick ink was lingering in the water.

For a moment, a warrior wearing a black battle helmet and holding a halberd stands suddenly at the door of the palace.

This sudden warrior stood with a spear in his right hand and stood proudly like a javelin. He suddenly appeared without a trace of human smell on his body, like a dead object. If he had not seen a person standing in front of him with his own eyes, you would definitely not be able to feel his existence with his spiritual sense.

Because when Zhang Hao's spiritual sense locked him, he felt that his whole body had no life, like a stubborn stone.

This sudden appearance of warrior is extremely similar to the Miao man who tracked him down at the entrance of Tianhuang last time. He was so embarrassed that he was chased by the strange man with a tattoo of Miao last time. This time he would be asked to return it from you, but this warrior couldn't tell the level of his realm.

"This is a palace martial puppet, a guardian warrior of the Dragon Palace clan underwater, a powerful man of the dual cultivation of Taoism and martial arts. It has something to do with the ancient Wuwu lineage, but you don't have to show mercy. If you die, he will absorb your soul and become stronger. This palace martial puppet is like a Taotie beast. Every time an enemy is killed, he will eat the soul and the ** of this person. Not only will the qi and blood become stronger, but he will also become stronger. He can also plunder other people's memories and become smarter. However, I think there is no human touch on his body. He must have been awakened by someone for hundreds of years, and his realm has fallen a lot!"

After saying that, Shang hid in the Tower of Heaven and refused to appear again.

The Lilong sword suddenly unsheathed, and the water waves were misty. A cold sword light emerged from the sword edge and strangled towards the warriors ahead.

The warrior, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, moved his left hand slightly, and gently stretched his halberd in his hand to block the sword.

A shocking momentum suddenly came out of the warrior. This was the fighting intention of a warrior, and he was challenging Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao sneered and said slowly: "Okay." He didn't care whether the warrior understood or not. The dragon in his hand spread out, and the sword light was like weaving, stirring the waves around him.

A fierce murderous intent was released from him.

A violent sword light pressed down like a mountain.

The warrior looked at his head with cold eyes, his feet did not move. He held the halberd firmly with his hands, and violently rotated the water waves around him. The water waves were rotated by the spiritual power in his body, like a swinging dragon, spinning and thinking about Zhang Hao's sword light strangled over.

The two forces collided violently.

The sword light collapsed.

The water waves rippling.

Both of them took a big step back.

The more Zhang Hao fought, the more he became, the more frightened he became. No matter how fierce the attack was, this guy could easily resolve it.

Holding a sword, the spiritual power in the three-dimensional body is greatly improved.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the puppet guarding the door.

The water waves behind Lilong Sword Dasheng gathered rapidly, with an uplifting fighting spirit in his eyes and dissatisfaction with countless setbacks.

"I don't believe in evil a dead temple warrior." He shouted fiercely and rushed over again.

Avici Technique, Sword Thorn.

A blow to the sky.

Haoran's sword intent was extremely rapid and strangled down in the sky.

The temple warrior puppet at the door stood calmly and calmly. When Haoran's spiritual energy spread the mud and sand under his feet, the long halberd in his hand came from bottom to top and poked Zhang Hao with his backhand.

The halberd had a slight golden light covering the tip of the halberd.

The middle of the way, it was like an open umbrella, covering all the vital points around you.

Although the sword and halberd did not fight, a long-lasting sound of metal and iron attack sounded in front of the palace.

It turned out that two attacks with gathering spiritual power collided first.

Before the sound was over, Zhang Hao broke through the air and came again, and his body came like a dragon. The Lilong sword light sucked and spitted the long white light and took the warrior's head.

The halberd is obliquely on the side, and a golden light appears at the end of the halberd.

The palace martial puppet was picked up and stabbed.

Zhang Hao's sword force was immediately stuck by a strong force and pulled the sword force away. There seemed to be a slender needle on the lower abdomen. He knew that this was the samurai's spiritual power and the stinging pain was stimulating around him.

He quickly turned the sword edge to block the halberd.

The palace martial puppet took the halberd, took a step back, raised the halberd with both hands like a giant python swallowing the sky, sweeping over.

Only a loud bang was heard, huge waves surging, and golden sands were everywhere.

Zhang Hao was pulled away three feet away by the palace martial puppet, floating and falling in the water, and his breath stopped for a moment, and he continued to follow it after several breaths. He held back the surging blood and looked at the palace warrior standing proudly without chasing him, and his fighting spirit was even stronger.

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