After a few "boom" and "boom" sounds, the water columns flashed with blue light and exploded in the void one by one. In an instant, they turned into billowing sea water and rolled wildly in all directions.
The expressions of everyone on the human and demon sides changed, and they all made secret gestures and shot backwards. At the same time, layers of protective shields lit up outside their bodies to separate the water.
After a while, the nearby void was submerged by the rolling sea water, like a small lake.
This kind of magical ability to summon big water with magic power is not unusual, but for people like Liu Ming to create such a large body of water with just a flip of his hand, it is a bit shocking.
In the sea water, Liu Ming showed a look of satisfaction on his face. With a move of one hand, with a "swish" sound, the flag flew back through the air, flew into his sleeve and disappeared in a flash.
The reason why he was able to summon such a large area of water was partly due to the flag, but also partly due to the nearby snow-capped mountains and wasteland. The water vapor was already endless, and it could only be activated a little to double its power.
At the same time, a cyan light shield had already bulged on the hook-nosed man's body, separating the surrounding seawater. At the same time, his body was reflected back, and he stopped dozens of feet away. He looked at the large seawater around him, and his face was slightly changed.
changed, but then returned to normal.
"I didn't expect that a mere fake elixir monk from the human race could have such huge magic power. However, do you think you can gain an advantage by fighting in the water? You are so naive!" The hook-nosed man sneered, flipping one hand over and holding it in his hand.
Suddenly, a talisman flashing with blue light appeared, and he flipped his hand and slapped it on his chest.
With a flash of blue light, the talisman sank into his body and disappeared. At the same time, a layer of water light adhered to the surface of his body, and the cyan light shield was put away in response.
This time, the two didn't need to say anything more. They just faced each other from a distance for a moment, then they flapped their wings at the same time. Two streams of light, one silver and one green, shot out and collided with each other.
Amidst the thundering sound, the seawater rolled violently. Centered on the collision of the two's mana, huge waves were set off from time to time. Huge water vortices were formed one after another in an instant,
The monk surnamed Sun who was watching the battle glanced around and saw that everyone's attention had been attracted by the battle between Liu Ming and the hook-nosed man. He lowered his eyelids and a yellow light flashed in his pupils.
The hook-nosed demon cultivator is entangled by Liu Ming and has no time to distract himself. The black and powerful man from the Barbarian Bear Clan is careless and careless. Now is the perfect opportunity to take action!
He secretly pinched a magic formula with his sleeved hand. There was a flicker of light, and there was a fist-sized puppet in his hand. There was a flicker of light on its face, and a pair of eyes with flashing yellow light suddenly appeared.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, at the foot of a towering snow-capped peak, two blue stone pillars tens of feet high and several feet thick stood near the mountain.
The stone pillars are engraved with countless large and small runes, shining with colorful light.
There is a valley between the two stone pillars, with a yellow and misty egg-shaped light shield covering the entire valley.
The dazzling yellow light shot straight into the sky, standing out among the surrounding white ice and snow.
This is clearly the entrance to the ruins.
Beside the two stone pillars, there were two demon cultivators standing on each side. On the left were two bear tribesmen and on the right were two eagle tribesmen.
The strength of the four demon clans is all around the late stage of crystallization, and they are relatively low-level existences among the people who entered the ruins this time. It may be for this reason that they were sent to guard the entrance to the ruins.
Although the four people were responsible for guarding the place, they all looked a little bored, and some of them yawned from time to time.
"I really don't know what the boss is thinking. The entrance to the ruins here is extremely strong. It is impossible for anyone to open it in a short time, and they arranged for us to guard here." A strong bear demon cultivator looked around casually.
The sound of the urn complained.
"That is to say, today I competed with those humans. I originally wanted to take a look, but I didn't expect to be sent to visit. It was really boring!" Another bear tribe demon cultivator stretched his body and complained.
road.
The two demon cultivators from the Eagle Clan standing on the other side heard the words of the two demons from the Bear Clan, looked at each other, and sneered silently.
But what these demon cultivators didn't notice was that a few hundred feet away from the entrance to the ruins, an earthy-colored figure slowly emerged from the ground.
This figure seemed to be looming, as if it were a spirit body, but it did not emit the slightest aura, as if it were a rock. However, the blurred face looked 80% similar to that of the monk surnamed Sun, but there was no expression at all.
After the yellow figure quickly glanced around, he dived into the ground again, leaving only half of his head exposed on the ground. He carefully looked at the huge restriction at the entrance to the ruins, and a faint bloody light flickered in his eyes.
The next moment, the yellow figure opened his mouth, and a steady stream of light red mist poured out of his mouth. It was even more difficult to detect under the illumination of the five-color light on the forbidden stone pillar at the entrance.
The mist quickly spread around, and in just seven or eight breaths, it completely blended into the air and disappeared without a trace.
A bear tribe demon cultivator twitched his nose as if aware of it, but then a look of intoxication appeared on his face.
"What are you doing..." Another bear tribe seemed to have noticed the unusual behavior of his companion and wanted to ask aloud, but midway through the words, he also showed an intoxicated look, as if he was immersed in a beautiful dream.
The two Eagle Clan demon cultivators had a much slower sense of smell than the Bear Clan. They had already unknowingly inhaled a lot of blood-red mist, and they also became confused and confused.
After another moment, the yellow figure slowly emerged from the ground. His eyes swept over the four demon cultivators. His face was still dull, but the yellow light on his body gradually became solid.
He suddenly opened his hands, a green light flashed in his hands, and a thick pile of formation flags appeared.
The sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" broke through the air!
But his fingers were bouncing like flying, cyan light lit up, formation flags flew out one after another, and landed on the ground near the two cyan stone pillars, arranged according to a certain pattern.
In less than a moment, all the formation flags had been planted on the ground, forming a strange formation, which was somewhat similar to some common teleportation formations on the Zhongtian Continent, but it was also different.
Immediately afterwards, the yellow clone let out a low roar, opened its mouth, and sprayed out dozens of yellow lights in succession.
Each ray of yellow light fell accurately on a formation flag. With a flash of earth-yellow light, all the formation flags disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The next moment, dozens of yellow rays of light rushed out of the ground, winding up the two blue stone pillars like yellow vines, and then merged into them in a flash.
After the yellow shadow had finished all this, there was a flash of yellow light on its body, and it disappeared into the ground again, disappearing.
After a cup of tea, the intoxicated look in the eyes of the four demon cultivators slowly receded, and they gradually regained consciousness. However, the strange four people seemed to have completely forgotten what happened before, and they still continued to guard the entrance to the ruins while talking and laughing.
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Under the sea of blood in the human world, on a black altar surrounded by five giant peaks, a tall figure bound by countless chains was looking directly at the top of the sea of blood, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Calculate the time, it's almost time! As long as I can get that thing, I can leave this ghost place. Yes, I finally don't have to hide in a place where the sun will never shine. Who dares to ruin my great things? I
The whole family of Manchus will be wiped out, and not a single one will be left..." The figure with long bloody hair murmured in a low and inaudible voice.
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Ruins, the scene of a fight between human and monster.
The monk surnamed Sun slowly raised his head and glanced at the surrounding monks from the human race and monster race. After a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, he continued to look at the competition in the field as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, in the water in front of everyone, a silver light and a green light were entangled together. They separated and merged at times, as fast as lightning, and from time to time they made muffled thunder-like sounds.
boom!
The two rays of light collided violently and dispersed again.
Liu Ming and the man with the hooked nose looked at each other from a distance, both of them panting slightly.
Both of them looked a little embarrassed at the moment, their clothes had many damages, and blood stains could be seen faintly.
The hook-nosed man's face was gloomy. As a core member of the Split Eagle Clan and a late-stage cultivator of the True Alchemy Stage, he was actually overtaken by a fake-Elixir stage human race at his most confident speed.
Although he also has some means to minimize the impact of the water environment, it is still inferior to that on land, and his consciousness, reaction and speed are all more or less reduced.
On the other hand, the human race, with its pair of silver fleshy wings glowing with a faint blue light, felt like a fish in water here, and its speed was half as fast as in the air.
After the hook-nosed man's thoughts flashed a few times, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and his wings suddenly flapped behind his back. His whole body seemed to elongate like a long boneless snake, and after a loud roar, he suddenly appeared.
In front of Liu Ming.
He let out a loud roar, moved his arms, and fiercely grabbed Liu Ming with a pair of black claws.
"Puff" and "Puff" were heard twice, the air above Liu Ming fluctuated, and a pair of huge dark claw shadows emerged, covering the void within a few dozen feet, giving Liu Ming an unavoidable and strange feeling.
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However, Liu Ming didn't look alarmed, as if he had expected it. He calmly took a step back, his back glowed with silver light, and streaks of aqua-blue light appeared on his fleshy wings.
After the sound of water splashing, Liu Ming's figure twisted and disappeared without a trace in the water, causing the opponent's claws to miss.
When the hook-nosed man saw this scene, he sneered, flicked his wings behind his back, a green light burst out, and countless slaps and wind blades shot out densely from the wings.
Amidst the sound of breaking through the air, the green wind blades suddenly turned in unison, and their target was a seemingly empty place more than ten feet away.
With a flash of silver light, Liu Ming's figure appeared right there, as if he had taken the initiative to move forward, and was instantly enveloped by dense wind blades.
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