This is an unfathomable and boundless ocean. The water is dark blue, thick and heavy, like mercury, so that there are very few ordinary fish and shrimps in the sea. Only powerful monsters and demons can survive in it.
At this time, the boundless sea is covered with thick gray fog. The fog is as thick as a wall and as heavy as lead. The range that a mortal can see is less than one foot. Even a warrior's perception will be greatly hindered.
"Ah!"
A sharp roar cut through the tranquility of the sea and resounded across the horizon. Then, dozens of hurried figures flew out from the thick fog. These people were all wearing blue gowns and looked similar to thirty-three people.
The Celestial Race is no different; they are ancient warriors from the dark abyss.
At this time, these ancient tribes looked panicked and their movements were messy, as if they were being chased by something.
"These beasts can fly into the sky and escape into the sea. They are so much faster than us. We won't be able to reach the base in time and we will be overtaken."
A middle-aged warrior said breathlessly. He held a handful of talisman papers in his hand, and from time to time he would crush one and throw it behind him. Each time, the talisman paper would explode in the thick fog, and then there would be a sharp "squeak" sound.
The whistle sounded, obviously coming from some kind of monster.
But unfortunately, this roar was not the scream of the monster beast after being blown up by the middle-aged man's talisman, but the cry of the monster beast because of pain and anger.
The middle-aged warrior's talisman, apart from causing some trouble to the monster beasts chasing behind him and slowing them down, has no effect on killing the enemy at all, and it is also constantly irritating them.
This is also something that can't be helped.
"Father, I remember that there was an unnamed island in front of me. There were towering trees on the island, and those trees were all demon trees. The trunks were as strong as magical iron. We introduced these demon flying fish into the dense forest of demon trees. Their speed was bound to happen.
Subjected.”
The person who spoke was a girl in a green shirt. She was the daughter of a middle-aged man. Although she was young, she seemed to have a very high status among the crowd, which was naturally the reason for her strong strength.
When she made this suggestion, the ancient warriors from all tribes all felt their hearts sinking. The demon tree forest was not a kind place. Those demon trees would also eat people. They rushed into the demon tree forest. I am afraid they had just escaped from the wolf.
The group entered the tiger's mouth again, and after a hard fight, they were bound to be in trouble.
But the current situation no longer allowed them to hesitate. If they did not enter the Demonic Tree Forest, there would be no way for them to survive.
The roar behind him was getting closer and closer, and the thick fog on the sea had been cut open by the strong winds of the flying monsters. The heads and bodies were flat. The black fish, which was several feet long and dragged a tail like a python, emerged from the thick fog.
This is obviously the magic flying fish mentioned by the girl in green.
This demonic flying fish is also a form of abyss demon. However, its intelligence is much lower than that of higher demons.
At this time, these demon flying fish are about to catch up with the warriors of the ancient tribes. If this continues, even the demon tree forest will not be able to support it.
The girl in green clenched her teeth, paused slightly, turned around and struck out with a sword!
It is extremely dangerous to stop and swing your sword when you are told to chase like this. It is easy to be surrounded by magic flying fish and your body will be wiped out.
What's more, the sword of the girl in green may not cause any damage to the magic flying fish. At most, it will only delay their speed.
There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.
At the moment when the girl in blue swung her sword, the middle-aged man felt anxious, fearing that something might happen to his daughter.
However, he didn't have time to exclaim. His expression was completely astonished. He watched with helpless eyes. After the girl in blue swung her sword, the sword light suddenly changed from a single line to an overwhelming one, and the situation changed, causing a cloud to fall in the sky.
Rain of blood!
Hundreds of demonic flying fish in the sky were all dismembered by the light of the sword. Each one was torn apart. They didn't even have time to howl before they were instantly killed on the spot!
After the death of these magic flying fish, even the fog on the sea was cut into pieces. Each sword light cut a neat cross-section in the fog. The cross-section was one foot wide, and within one foot,
There is no trace of fog, which allows middle-aged people to clearly see places dozens of miles away through this one-foot-wide gap of sword light.
But just a few breaths later, all the fog dissipated, as if blown away by the strong wind, and the entire sea became vast.
The middle-aged man was stunned, and the woman in green was also stunned. This sword light was obviously not something she could send out.
Let’s not talk about the power of the sword light, but just talk about the color. Her sword light was cyan, but the sword light just now was black.
The black sword light, could it be that the masters from the base are coming?
Just as this thought flashed through the woman in green, she saw a woman in black floating in the sky not far above the sea.
This woman's appearance is almost perfect, and her long hair hangs down to her waist. She unintentionally exudes an aura of cold arrogance and rejection. This kind of arrogance is not deliberate, but innate, which makes people
Don't have the courage to look at her directly.
She didn't have a sword in her hand. In fact, she didn't draw a sword just now, she just used her sword fingers.
"This is the rebel army of the ancient tribes you are talking about..."
The woman in black said softly. At this time, the warriors from the ancient tribes discovered that at some point, there was another person in the sky.
This is a man whose appearance is as sharp as a knife and an axe, and his eyes are like the stars and the sea, unfathomable.
After this man appeared, the woman in black stood obediently next to him, half a body behind. She seemed to respect this man wholeheartedly, both physically and mentally.
Such a terrible woman respects a man, then this man is...
The warriors from all the ancient tribes present were all short-circuited. No matter the man or woman in front of them, they did not look like abyss demons. Instead, they looked similar to them. How could this happen...
Could it be...
A flash of light suddenly flashed in the minds of the middle-aged men present. Many years ago, Mu Qianxue, the leader of the ancient rebel armies, once had an old friend visit. This person was a man. Rumor has it that the leader Mu Qianxue was not as powerful as him.
Under the snow.
Is it him?
While the middle-aged man was thinking wildly, the man closed his eyes slightly, felt the salty sea breeze on the sea, and felt a little emotional.
Fifteen hundred years!
The Dark Ceremony alone lasted for one thousand and eighty years. Adding in the almost ten years of the Tomb of the Demon God before that, it lasted one thousand and eighty years.
After that, Lin Ming and Sheng Mei did not come out of the Demon God's Tomb immediately. Instead, they practiced in seclusion for another four hundred years, completely consolidating the realm of lower true gods.
After that, with the help of the Immortal King and the Demon Lord, they left the Demon God's Tomb directly through a hidden passage, and even left the 18th floor of the Dark Abyss in one fell swoop, traveling through the space of the Emperor's Bone Sea to the 12th floor.
All this happens without anyone noticing.
At this time, Lin Ming's true god-level strength had been completely stabilized, and the nine stars of the Dao Palace were just short of opening the eighth Dao Palace.
It can be said that Lin Ming's strength has made the biggest leap in his life!
He has been transformed!
After returning to the Dark Abyss, Lin Ming planned to return to Thirty-Three Heavens as quickly as possible, but before doing so, he first had to find Mu Qianxue.
He already knew the secret of the Demon God's Tomb, and also knew that the Dark Abyss and Thirty-Three Heavens were about to fight. At this time, if Mu Qianxue continued to stay in the Dark Abyss, it would naturally be extremely dangerous.
Lin Ming then thought about leaving the dark abyss with Mu Qianxue.
So, he quickly found this place according to the mark he had agreed with Mu Qianxue.
With Lin Ming's current strength, after fixing a certain range, it is not difficult to lock Mu Qianxue's position with perception. After all, Lin Ming is very familiar with the formations arranged by Mu Qianxue. These formations are very important to Lin Ming.
, does not have much blocking effect.
"The ancient tribes are really in decline..."
Behind Lin Ming, Sheng Mei sighed. She had naturally known about the ancient tribes for a long time. However, Sheng Mei didn't know her life experience before, so she naturally thought that the ancient tribes had nothing to do with her. Only now did she understand that her previous life
, they belong to the ancient divine clan.
Both the master of Shura Road and the Immortal King are both from the ancient divine clan.
"Hmm... nature is impermanent." Lin Ming sighed, turned to the small group of rebels from the ancient tribes, and said, "Miss Mu is here, take me to see her..."
The warriors from the ancient tribes teams looked at each other, and the middle-aged man nodded calmly and said: "The leader...is...is..." (To be continued)