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Chapter 1697

Chapter 1697

"Go, ask the clan leader to come over, and inform the eight elders that I, Lu Yaoxing, have something important to discuss with me."

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Under the dark night, Xuan Yin Sea is one of the four most dangerous places in the fairy world.

At a glance, it is endless, so big that it has no boundaries.

The sea water is black, and the aura of demons permeates the air. It is so strong that a thick white mist forms above the water, like an invisible barrier blocking the way.

Duan Ziqian strode forward as if walking on flat ground.

Behind him were Wen Tianshu, who was holding a cattail leaf fan, and a masked woman who was carrying a long sword on her back.

One person talks freely and the other person is silent.

Duan Ziqian ignored the two people talking behind him. Wherever he looked, the power of laws that overcame the law of heaven faintly appeared around him.

"Old turtle, I haven't seen you for six hundred years. It's time to repay the favor you owe me."

He said so with a gentle smile.

Duan Ziqian leaned down, patted the bone-corroding sea water that practitioners below the fifth level of True Immortal dared not touch with his palm and said: "I have something to do, you have to run for me."

"Success or failure, the relationship back then is over."

"You continue to be your coward, while I stay in the Wen Palace writing and painting."

"We don't owe each other anything, we don't owe each other anything."

As soon as the words fell, the calm sea surface suddenly stirred up waves, and a huge tornado rolled up between the sky and the earth.

"Bang bang bang."

The waves are endless and the wind roars like thunder.

Duan Ziqian's expression did not change, he watched with great interest and said: "Yes, he is the fourteenth rank of true immortal."

"You are indeed the Great Demon King of the Flame Turtle Clan. If you survive for thousands or tens of thousands of years, you will definitely have a place among the five hundred demon kings in the demon world."

"Whoa whoa whoa."

The waves were rough and the rain was pouring.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the evil spirits surged into the sky.

In the twisting wind, an old man in black slowly appeared and said: "Compared to the turbulent demon world, I have long been accustomed to the Xuanyin Sea where there are fresh people and meat to eat every day."

"Hehehe, especially those fairy dolls with thin skin and tender meat, they taste great."

"If they hadn't come here to practice without fear of death, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the fourteenth level of the True Immortal in just six hundred years."

"Oh, look at my memory, it seems I swallowed a Wen Palace disciple alive yesterday."

"Damn, damn, damn."

Duan Ziqian laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

He dispersed the power of the law that solidified the void, flew to the old man and said: "It was just training, but I died in your hands because of the poor cultivation of my Wen Palace disciples."

"When the waves wash away the sand, the elite are the ones who stay."

"Just like the little monsters I killed along the way, there are not even a thousand but eight hundred. Do you feel sad for them?"

The expression of the old man in black changed slightly and he became angry.

Duan Ziqian said sarcastically: "So, you will never be able to touch the threshold of a semi-saint, and you can only dare to hide in this dark sea and make trouble."

"It's not for nothing."

The old man's face turned red, and he wanted to refute but could not find a suitable reason.

Duan Ziqian stopped when he saw the situation, suppressed his smile and changed the subject: "I want to kill someone, you help me hold off the slave woman in Shuiyun Fairyland."

"Don't worry about Qiao Wantang, she won't find out."

"Of course, you'd better return to the demon world immediately after this incident, and don't try to stay in the Xuanyin Sea."

"Whether it's Qiao Wantang or Jiang Changnian, you can't fight with either of these two."

The old man in black asked: "When?"

Duan Ziqian replied: "Now."

The old man dispersed and fled thousands of meters, saying: "Liang Qing."


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