"Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Mirage asked carefully when he saw Zhu Lan looking silent along the way.
Zhu Lan's answer is only four words: "Meet, behead."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes, but his palms kept holding the hilt tightly without letting go.
Mirage looked at the quaint sword in the second prince's hand, and his heart was a little chilled.
Legend has it that this sword was blessed by the power of the sea god, but no one has seen its power yet.
"This time, maybe it can be an eye-opener!" Mirage said in his heart.
"Here you come." Liang Xi looked at the rushing crowd in the distance and said lightly, "How many people were there when the Sea Yahai tribe attacked the Yan Crack before?"
"At the most," Bo Yue pondered for a moment, "At the most, there were only about 50,000 people. Because the Sea Yahai people are naturally afraid of high temperatures, and they are really not resistant to heat, so they usually just need to get close to the slit of the flame
Many people fainted. This time they not only got close, but even broke in, so I felt particularly strange."
Liang Xi nodded and said to know, "This question may be solved soon."
Tens of thousands of sea clan troops stopped about a thousand meters away from the entrance to the Yankui.
The neatly arranged team brought a scent of solemnity, and the water flow around it fluctuated uneasy. Liang Xi looked around and saw that everything was full of people.
"Just come to the Yanqian, so many people are necessary?" Liang Xi murmured in a low voice, "The Sea Sea tribe is really worthless."
Just as I was thinking about why I spoke first, a clear voice suddenly came from the opposite side: "Cultivator, I know you are in the crack of the flames. Do you dare to come out and talk to me alone?"
The sound penetrated through the water waves like a human eardrum. This sound made people feel like it was ringing in their minds.
Liang Xi's heart sternly, and he heard that this was the second prince's voice, so he said to Bo Yue beside him: "How is this second prince's strength?"
Bo Yue shook his head and said, "This is the second time I met him. I have never seen him take action. As the royal family of the Sea Sea tribe, his strength should be not low."
Speaking of later, Bo Yue himself became a little guilty.
As the royal family chosen by the Sea God, it is probably not as simple as not being as strong as it is.
Liang Xi curled his lips, but he didn't care much.
He has absolute confidence in his strength, and challenging the strong is the best way to improve himself.
The fight with Zhu Lan today is inevitable. Liang Xi is worried about what he is now, what if Zhu Lan is too weak and he is accidentally killed by him.
After getting lucky, Liang Xi shouted: "You have brought so many brothers to fill you in the scenes, and asked me if I dare, why don't you blush?"
This sound contained Liang Xi's water true power. The sound rushed towards the surroundings through the abundant sea water. The sea soldiers in the distance only felt that layers of echoes suddenly surged into their minds, as if they were being thrust into them.
The hammer hit it and suddenly swayed.
Mirage had already judged from this voice that the person was Liang Xi, but at this moment he no longer had the ecstasy he had before. Instead, he was cold in his hands and feet: "The strength of this cultivator seems to be much stronger than when he met last time."
Zhu Lan rode on the giant seahorse, frowned slightly, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten again.
Of course he could hear the sarcasm in Liang Xi's words, but the warriors of the sea are the consistent traditions of the sea clan.
The tactic that the sea clan insists on implementing is: drown you with an enemy a hundred times more than you!
Zhu Lan opened his mouth and was about to reply. A blue light was already galloping in the Yanchao Canyon. In the blink of an eye, he had stopped fifty meters away from him. The cultivator's clothes slowly floated in the water, laughing loudly
He said: "A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where will we meet in life? Brother-in-law, we meet again."
When Zhu Lan saw this cultivator smiling, he was slightly stunned.
For some reason, he always felt that the temperament of this cultivator was somewhat different from that in his memory.
I remember when I first met him, he still had a green aura on his body.
Now, as a royal family, he looked at him, and he felt like he was being looked down upon by the other party.
This made Zhu Lan, who had always been around, feel particularly uncomfortable.
"When facing a hundred thousand troops and chatting freely, is he really so confident? Or is he who has this strength?" Zhu Lan's brow jumped slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Gaga, Prince, what are you thinking?" The strange man's voice came from the shell beside him, and the blood-red eyes flashed.
The sound was just right, and only the two of them could hear it.
When Zhu Lan heard the weird man's speech, he shook his body and then came to his senses. His lips moved slightly and said, "I don't have time to talk to you now. I'll say it again, don't let me hear that title."
The weirdo didn't speak, just rattled and laughed strangely.
Zhu Lan's attention was re-emphasized on Liang Xi, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You actually dare to return to the West Sea."
"What's the point of not daring to do this? This is my wife's hometown." Liang Xi smiled and exposed the scars in Zhu Lan's heart.
"Erya——" Zhu Lan stared at Liang Xi, clenched her fists tightly, "How are you doing to Erya?"
"Don't worry, my wife is living well in Sangqu River now. At least she is much more moisturized than me. She is white and fat. You don't need to worry about this. She even asked me to say that she misses you very much." Liang
The smile on Xi's face made Zhu Lan want to punch him in the face with a fierce punch.
"Sangquhe?" Zhu Lan said softly and silently remembered it in his heart.
"What did you come to the Yan Crip this time?" Zhu Lan turned his gaze back to Liang Xi and asked, "If you don't leave now, I will kill you."
The smile on Liang Xi's face gradually restrained, and he looked at Zhu Lan without fear: "The purpose is naturally the same as you. I am just curious. Why did the Sea Sea tribe, who has always been afraid of high temperatures, suddenly become so heat-resistant?
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"Same as my purpose?" Zhu Lan immediately understood Liang Xi's meaning, "He also came for the metal in the flame crack!"
The metal in the flame crack is related to the huge plan of the Sea Sea tribe. Zhu Lan naturally has no intention of discussing with Liang Xi, and this person and himself have the hatred of taking over the sister and humiliation. Thinking of this, Zhu Lan has already eased.
He slowly drew his sword outward.
"Can't you calm down so quickly?" Liang Xi narrowed his eyes, "I don't know why you suddenly become so heat-resistant. Otherwise, although you can beat you back this time, you will still make a comeback.
I don't have that much time to spend with you."
Zhu Lan's long sword had just been pulled out a little, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, snorted, and inserted the sword back into the scabbard.
Liang Xi, who was ready to fight back, was stunned when he saw Zhu Lan's actions: "What are he going to do?"