"Master, you should pay special attention when you go to the Tianhai area. The Tianhai area is the most chaotic place."
Ji Wenbin couldn't help but remind him.
Wang Ying smiled and said: "You, just keep it in your heart. As long as our brother Chen is here, something will definitely happen."
Xiang Chen punched Wang Ying on the head: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
Wang Ying muttered: "I'm speaking from experience. It's my fault. Whoever brings calamity is to blame."
The Red Moon Ship was cautiously alert to the situation in the surrounding sea areas and traveled quickly through the sky.
After entering the sea for more than half an hour, nothing unusual was found. They were only attacked by some wild beasts, but they were all killed by the powerful defense system of the Red Moon Ship.
boom--!
At this moment, a sky-high water curtain suddenly rose in the sea ahead to block the front. The Red Moon Divine Ship hit the water curtain and made a roar. The huge impact force made everyone in the Divine Ship shake.
Wang Ying, who was eating barbecue skewers, leaned forward and the iron skewer pierced his mouth and poked out from the back of his head.
Therefore, when eating skewers, do not point the sharp end toward your mouth.
Xiang Chen's face darkened and he said coldly: "The accident really happened."
Zhuge Pangpang helped Wang Ying pull out the stick and said calmly: "It's normal. If nothing happens to me following Brother Chen, I won't be used to it."
The surrounding sea boils, and the water curtain rises into the sky, turning into a field and isolating the surrounding world.
Below the sky and sea, figures emerged one after another.
These people were all covered in blue battle armor, holding swords and artifacts in their hands. Their lower bodies were like fish or dragons, and their auras were above the realm of Hedao Lord God. There were many of them, thousands of them.
On the back of a huge blue turtle, there is a palace. In the palace, a handsome young man with a pair of colorful dragon horns on his head is sitting on a chair, with his feet crossed and his expression full of arrogance.
"Ji Wenbin, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
The young man said with a sneer.
When Ji Wenbin and others saw this man, their expressions changed.
"Prince Aoba!" He recognized this man instantly.
Xiang Chen frowned and said, "Do you know him?"
"Well, this place is the ancient West Sea, the territory of the Dragon Emperor of the West Sea. This person is the eighth son of the Dragon Emperor of the West Sea, Aoba, also known as Prince Aoba. When I met him, he was already the fourth emperor of Taichu.
Chongtian." Ji Wenbin explained.
"Prince, is he the heir of the Dragon Emperor?" Wang Ying asked doubtfully
"No, in the Tianhai Dragon Clan, the Dragon Emperor's legitimate sons are all called princes."
Prince Aoba walked out of the palace and sneered: "Hand over all the golden beads of faith you have."
Obviously, the other party came here for the faith offerings they collected. Hundreds of millions of faith gold beads were enough to attract Prince Aoba to take action.
"This is an offering to our Blood Moon Temple, how dare you snatch it away?" Ji Wenbin sacrificed his divine sword, or the Holy Sword of the Beginning.
"You Blood Moon Temple is nothing. Are we, the Dragon Clan of the West Sea, afraid of you?" Prince Aoba sneered.
When the two of them were talking, Xiang Chen frowned. He was sure that the other party did not have any means like the Divine Network system to detect the Divine Ship along the way, because he had done some isolation.
He looked around and saw that there were thousands of people, including more than two hundred quasi-sages, more than thirty strong saints, eight saints of heaven, and two strong ones at the level of the Holy Emperor of Taichu.
That Prince Aoba, and a burly bald man beside him.
"Dream!" Ji Wenbin angrily yelled. If he throws away these golden beads of faith, he will definitely encounter punishment that scares him when he returns.
"If you don't know what's good and what's good, then I can only snatch it from your corpse and do it!"
Prince Aoba gave the order, and in an instant, more than two hundred saints and strong men all burst out with divine power and took action.
Those under the saints also formed formations. Ten people formed a formation and turned into huge blue dragons to attack. They also had the powerful strength of the saint realm.
"spread!"
Xiang Chen shouted loudly, and suddenly formed a seal with his hands. In an instant, his magic power exploded, and hundreds of clones similar to those of a few people appeared.
The clones dispersed with everyone, and the attacks that targeted everyone's energy were also dispersed.
Divine spells, divine spells and other attacks were divided one after another and bombarded the clones indiscriminately.
"Clone technique?" Prince Aoba's dragon eye erupted with divine light, trying to distinguish the true from the false.
However, he found that he couldn't see through it at all.
"Kill them all!" he ordered angrily.
His people began to attack these many clones, destroying the clones to find their true bodies.
brush--!
A sharp blade appeared and slashed through the body of a Tiandao saint. The Tiandao saint was caught off guard and was struck by the knife. His body was torn apart. The Tiandao defensive armor was cut open, and the man was killed in half.
"ah!"
There was another scream, and Wang Ying relied on Xiang Chen's clone to assist in a sneak attack, and pierced the head of a strong man with a sword.
In Zhuge Pangpang's clone, Zhuge Pangpang is forming a magic circle, and the energy of the Taichu magic circle absorbs the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to gather together.
The magic circle was quickly formed. He waved his hand, and a space tornado created by the magic circle swept out and strangled a group of Tianhai warriors.
Ji Wenbin and others also attacked continuously, and the scene became chaotic and bloody.
"To capture the thief, capture the king first. Capture Prince Aoba and the matter will be solved. I will use illusion to help you!" Xiang Chen immediately summoned Ji Wenbin.
Ji Wenbin nodded, and he rushed towards Prince Aoba, unleashing his peak cultivation in the middle stage of Taichu Holy Emperor Realm.
The moment he rushed towards the opponent, Xiang Chen used illusion to create dozens of illusion clones similar to his own to cover him.
"Guards, kill!" the bald man next to Prince Aoba shouted, and immediately a group of more than ten saintly warriors wearing saint-level armor rushed into the group of clones, hacking and killing them indiscriminately.
"Ao Ba, suffer death!" Ji Wenbin concentrated his sword and stabbed at Prince Ao Ba. The sword light was condensed with powerful sword energy.
The bald man next to Ji Wenbin burst out to intercept. He was also a strong man in the fourth level of Taichu Holy Emperor Realm and in the middle stage.
He waved his war gun to stir up Taichu's divine power to intercept, but the gun swept past and was blocked by a black sword light.
Xiang Chen appeared and blocked the opponent's shot with a knife.
At this moment, Xiang Chen's body has transformed into the state of a fire witch. His hair is like flames, his body is densely covered with fire patterns, and his red muscles are distinct, burning with the Holy Fire of the Beginning.
"Witch God Clan!" The bald man looked at Xiang Chen and recognized him instantly.
Xiang Chen sneered: "Smelly fish and rotten shrimps, your opponent is me, watch me boil you into a pot of seafood soup."
"You're just in the early stage of the Taichu realm, you're looking for death by uttering arrogant words!" He was furious. Xiang Chen Yansha's bloodline condition was just that of the early stage of the Taichu Holy Emperor realm.
The bald man brandished his spear, and shot out countless spear shadows. Under the agitation, the spear shadows like blue dragons all blasted towards Xiang Chen, each one containing the power to tear apart the strong men in the early stage of Taichu Holy Emperor.