Several of the tribulation masters, carrying their minions in their sleeves, went straight up to the surface to get some air.
The sea is vast, as boundless as the sky.
A group of minions came out of the sleeves of the ancestor of the Tribulation Tribulation, greedily breathing in the salty and humid air.
Another person from Huayan Sect glanced at An Qingjin.
This An Qingjin is indeed a nouveau riche. First, he obtained the Spirit Cleansing Grass and became a single-gold spiritual root. Then, due to the gift from the Wu Spirit, his cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds.
In fact, there is an inference that An Qingjin obtained the extremely powerful dual cultivation technique from Wu Ling, so before the age of fifty, he was already at the stage of Dzogchen in the later stage of foundation building.
With such a fast cultivation speed and a stable foundation, it is already comparable to a single gold spiritual root with a purity exceeding nine.
However, some people were so regretful that they gritted their teeth.
Speaking of hatred, it is the hatred of taking away his wife.
When I say regret, I regret not meeting Wu Xingyun in advance and missing out on Wu Xingyun’s special bloodline.
Others may not know it, but Xiao Chengzhi is extremely certain that An Qingjin's sudden increase in cultivation must be related to Wu Xingyun's Yuan Yin and Wu Xingyun's special bloodline.
Otherwise, An Qingjin, and An Qingjin's master, would not have allowed the female cultivator from the rival sect to marry into the Tianyun Sect unscathed.
Xiao Chengzhi really wanted to peel An Qingjin's skin and cramp him.
Not only did he rob him of his default Taoist companion, but he also robbed him of the great opportunity that should have been his.
In addition to Xiao Chengzhi, Xiao Wuhuo, who practiced Xieyin, also regretted it. If he had known that Wu Xingyun was of such great use, he would have revealed who her real savior was. He would have done something with Wu Xingyun despite being disgusted.
In fact, Xiao Chengzhi also disliked Wu Xingyun's appearance at first, but after getting along with him for a long time, he got used to it.
Once when he was painting for Wu Xingyun, he deliberately omitted the mole on her lip, but it felt awkward and ugly, so he added the mole on it again and made it bigger and rounder.
It made several concubines around me cry with laughter, and Wu Xingyun cried with anger.
However, Xiao Chengzhi didn't apologize. He never needed to apologize to Wu Xingyun, who had his heart set on him.
At this moment, Wu Xingyun was by An Qingjin's side.
Hua Yanzong looked over again silently.
This Wu Xingyun is considered a traitor to the Tianyin Sect. He was forced to get entangled with An Qingjin in the Misty Jungle, and became a Taoist couple with An Qingjin because the Tianyun Sect deliberately slapped the Tianyin Sect in the face.
Wu Xingyun is like a chess piece, her appearance is not outstanding, and even a little eye-catching, but she is lucky. It can be seen that An Qingjin really treats her as a Taoist companion, and even invites her to go hand in hand with such a potentially great opportunity.
As for Wu Xingyun's luck, it's not bad in the first place. Little Pegasus told An Qingli in the black market that Wu Xingyun had purple luck.
In a sense, An Qingjin is also a redemption of Ziwu Nebula.
The five or six-year-old girl from Hua Yanzong looked straight at Shangshan with her big black and white eyes, not because of anything else but because Shangshan was good-looking, with a long body and erect body, and picturesque features, which were better than those given to Black Dragon.
Female cultivators should be more eye-catching.
As for An Qingli, Hua Yanzong is also sizing him up, and both sides are basically sizing each other up.
An Qingli is also good-looking, dignified and demure, with a straight body. If she wears her long black hair tied up, she is in the proper royal style.
Moreover, this master's disciple once caused quite a stir in the black market with a painting of a character that was full of spirit and fairy spirit.
However, compared to An Qingli's appearance, the contents of An Qingli's storage bag and storage ring should look better.
After all, he is the beloved disciple of his master, and he is rich and raised, so he has many good treasures that he carries with him.
After resting, the minions each entered the ancestor's sleeve robe.
When he dived underwater again, there was no trace of the black dragon.
"That's unreasonable! He actually ran away!"
An ancestor who was crossing the tribulation was furious.
The black dragon took advantage of the oath, betrayed his promise, and ran away alone.
Before going to the surface to take a breath, they also made a verbal agreement with the black dragon, asking the black dragon to stay where they were and wait for them to take a breath.
"Why, we have become a burden?" Several members of the Huayan Sect looked at each other in confusion among the Confucian cultivators, and some of them even blamed themselves.
If they were not cultivated enough, they would not ask their ancestors to take them to the water for a breather.
The seven Tribulation Ancestors were underwater, searching for the black dragon to no avail. The Confucian cultivator from the Huayan Sect had a message slip dedicated to the beauty, so he tried to communicate with one of the beauties in the Transformation Realm.
After a while, the message slip finally received a response.
However, the response was from some ambiguous voices.
This time the voice was not a misunderstanding, it was a real voice, and it also contained a woman's voice begging for mercy.
"What's the rush? Wait a minute!"
The black dragon destroyed the jade slips and ignored those human ants.
This wait is one day and one night, almost twelve hours.
The black dragon appeared in front of everyone with great energy, but as for the beauties within its scales, there were already about ten missing ones.
Most of the beauties who rarely go there are from the Tianyin Sect. Because they had a grimace and refused to cooperate, they were swallowed up by the impatient black dragon and chewed as snacks.
There are also one or two whose cultivation is not enough, so the body dies and the Tao disappears.
The remaining beauties were frightened and frightened, but they quickly put on smiles and served them more attentively and considerately.
The beauties inside the dragon scales were exhausted, and some of them felt regretful, but they did not dare to show it at all.
The seven of them had mastered the art of forbearance in overcoming tribulations. Although they were dissatisfied, they did not show any signs of it.
The black dragon led the seven people through the tribulation and continued to search the seabed.
The little Pegasus cautiously sent a message to An Qingli: "Master, you have to be careful, that black dragon is really not a thing."
Xiao Huzi also said: "Although it is caused by nature, it is indeed not a thing."
An Qingli agreed and decided not to show up in front of the black dragon during this trip.
After another three days, I finally discovered a special place.
It was a huge mountain, covered with coral bushes, water bubbles of all sizes rising up, and densely packed fish circling the mountain in sheets.
A sixth-level fish demon who was taking a nap in the coral bush did not even feel the approach of a group of bosses, and was dragged out of the coral bush by the tail of the black dragon.
"Grandpa Black Flood, have mercy! Grandpa Black Flood, have mercy!" The fish demon with a mouth full of slender fangs opened its mouth in horror.
"Black dragon?" The black dragon was very displeased, and his figure trembled. In an instant, his size suddenly increased, reaching several hundred feet.
Wherever the huge dragon body passed, the rocks shattered and all the swimming fish dispersed.
The fish demon was so frightened that he was dumbfounded. After he came to his senses, he stammered and said uncertainly: "Jiaolong? Jiao. Grandpa Long, please spare your life."
"A dragon is a dragon, why do you call it a dragon?" The black dragon was very unhappy.
In fact, Jiaolong is considered to have the lowest bloodline among the Dragon Clan. Even before his ascension, the Dragon Clan did not recognize Jiaolong's dragon bloodline.
The Dragon Clan considers itself a Clan of Gods, but regards the dragons as a Clan of Demons.
Therefore, there is also a saying that the dragon is not a real dragon. It can be regarded as a real dragon only after it ascends.