The defensive shield of Creation Island was attacked by external forces, which immediately attracted the attention of many powerful people nearby.
Many powerful people, including Hua Wuyou, are rushing here.
The one who responded the fastest was undoubtedly the Pangu tribe.
Before the woman in black could react to the shock of the strange defensive shield in front of her, a strange light shot straight towards her from the other side of the defensive shield.
The woman in black fixed her gaze, stretched out her right hand, and pinched the orchid-shaped fingers.
Suddenly, a column of water formed under her feet.
The water column is very thin, forming a water sword not much larger than a real sword.
The water sword made a sound similar to that of a real sword, and then flew away through the air.
Collision with the strange light coming from it.
There was no earth-shattering loud noise, just a soft popping sound like a flame being extinguished by water.
Immediately afterwards, a sound wave-like spiritual power spread instantly at the impact location.
The sea surface below was pushed down by about one foot by that force.
The woman in black's pupils shrank rapidly, and almost instantly, her body retreated hundreds of feet to avoid the wave of spiritual power.
The woman in black looked at the pitch black darkness in the distance and snorted coldly: "What a great trick. Could this move be the secret magical power of the Pangu tribe, the Hunyuan Finger?"
A hoarse woman's voice came from the darkness.
"Human, this is not the place you are supposed to come to. Get out of here quickly, otherwise... you will die."
When the word "death" was mentioned, the voice was a bit long, echoing in this dark sea, which was a bit weird and scary.
The woman in black sneered: "The Sea of Forgetfulness belongs to the human world, not the back garden of your Pangu tribe. If you want me to leave, it depends on your ability."
"court death!"
The voice of the man in the dark was still gloomy and hoarse.
Immediately, hundreds of strange lights shot out from the darkness instantly.
The slim body of the woman in black turned quickly, and a soft light appeared in a fan shape and shot out from her chest.
As she turned, the fan-shaped light formed a soft light shield, covering her whole body.
Those weird and strange lights were all bounced back when they hit the mask.
The woman in the darkness made a strange sound.
"Haotian Mirror?
Descendants of Shushan?"
A giant palm flew down from the sky, still dozens of feet away. The strong pressure had already pushed the woman in black directly into the sea of forgetfulness.
The one who owns the Haotian Mirror is naturally Li Ziye.
The moment Li Ziye fell into the water, he was a little frightened when he saw the giant palm above his head.
"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"
Xuan Ying can do this trick too.
However, in terms of power, the Netherworld Ghost Claw used by Xuan Ying was much inferior to the one used by this person.
The huge pale palm, as huge as a mountain, slapped hard on the water.
Plum Leaf in the water felt as if a huge mountain was hitting her body, and every bone and hair in her body seemed to be crushed.
She knew that this person must be the top powerhouse of the Pangu clan.
The Pangu tribe is strange and mysterious to everyone.
No one knows how powerful this clan of gods is, the only remaining one in the Three Realms.
Plum Leaf didn't dare to fight head-on.
Just as he was about to escape underwater, suddenly, a sharp sword sound exploded in the air.
An inconspicuous sword light struck the back of the giant palm.
The gap between Mustard Seed and Xumi was huge, but the arrogant giant palm collapsed in an instant.
There were huge waves on the sea, almost more than a hundred feet high.
The Pangu masters in the darkness seemed to be shocked by the tactics of this uninvited guest.
Her voice was hoarse with a bit of shock.
"Sword Intent! Come out!"
Thunder exploded on the ground, and the space shattered.
The space barrier with a radius of several hundred feet was like broken porcelain, turning into countless small and sharp space fragments.
These space fragments emitted dazzling and colorful strange lights, illuminating the entire violent sea area in an instant.
In the shattered space, two people appeared.
Two elderly women.
They have many similarities.
They are all stooped, they are all old, and they all use crutches.
One is holding a black faucet crutch, and the other is holding a green bamboo pole.
The former is the current high priest of the Pangu tribe, Pan's Haiyu.
The latter is Xian Yao, the sword god known as the most powerful sword in the world.
These two super strong men were three hundred feet apart and looked at each other in the air.
Endless space fragments were constantly wandering around the two bodies, but not a single space fragment harmed them.
This shows how powerful the two are in combat. The protective shield released by their bodies can easily withstand attacks from space debris.
Both of them felt that the other party was not simple, and they both felt like they had met their opponents.
Xian Yao said: "The Pangu tribe is worthy of being a divine tribe in the world. It is true that the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is unfathomable."
Pan's Haiyu said slowly: "The person who can possess such a powerful sword will, you should be the Xian Yao from the Cangyun Sect in the human world."
Xian Yao nodded, nodded and said: "I am Xian Yao, I didn't expect that Your Majesty actually knows my name, but you don't know His name?"
Pan's Haiyu looked proud and said: "The high priest of the Pangu God Clan, Pan's Haiyu."
Xian Yao said: "It turns out that he is the high priest of the Pangu tribe. No wonder Li Ziye has almost no resistance under your hands."
At this time, the drowned chicken plum leaves flew up from the sea water.
Originally, she wanted to use the sea to escape, but when she saw Xian Yao coming, the woman became more courageous.
With Xian Yao here, she is not afraid of those masters from the Pangu tribe.
The two old ladies glanced at Li Ziye, who was wearing black clothes.
At this moment, Li Ziye's veil has been washed away by the sea water, revealing her face that confuses all living beings.
Li Ziye said: "What do you mean I have no power to resist?
It sounds like my cultivation is very poor.
How can you say that I, Li Ziye, am also a strong person in the middle stage of Sumeru?"
Although Xianyao saved Li Ziye, she did not give Li Ziye any face.
Said: "If there were no Yushu Qihua and Haotian Mirror, you might not even be able to defeat Shen Congjun."
The plum leaves choked.
Speechless retort.
Although her cultivation level is very high, her combat power is hard to say.
Other great Sumeru are achieved step by step through cultivation.
She has been sleeping for more than 20,000 years, and has forcibly improved through absorbing the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Array for a long time.
Ten years ago, when she broke out of the coffin, she faced a thunderous catastrophe.
When not using the Haotian Mirror and Yushu Qihua, her combat power is only in the middle among all the great Sumeru in the Three Realms, and is on the same level as Shen Congjun and Guo Bier.
Xian Yao ignored Li Zi Ye again.
She looked at Pan's Haiyu opposite again.
He said calmly: "I haven't met a decent opponent for many years. A strong person like you is rare. I really want to have a fight with you."
Last year, she lost to the evil god in the sacred mountain. Xian Yao didn't feel ashamed because the opponent was the evil god. It was normal for her to lose, but it was abnormal for her to win.
Except for Xie Shen, Xian Yao has never encountered an opponent in these years.
The three generals in golden armor ten years ago were all scared away by her sword. No one could understand this supreme loneliness.
Now she met someone whose fighting power was equal to hers, which made her, the old sword god, have the idea of competing.
