"Zheng——"

The sharp sword roared through the world.

In an instant, countless golden sword auras emerged out of thin air in the void of a radius.

The sword energy crisscrossed, forming a peerless killing formation that covered the sky and the sun, covering all more than 10,000 sirens.

"Not good! I've been trapped!" The head siren leader changed his face: "Retreat quickly!"

However, it was too late.

"Destroy!"

Ye Qiu held his palm and the Zhuxian Sword Formation was activated instantly. Suddenly, billions of sword energy poured down like a heavy rain.

"Puff puff puff..."

Suddenly, blood rained all over the sky, screams burst into tears one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of miles of sea area was dyed bloody.

Several sirens at the realm of peerless saints kings wanted to break through, but Ye Qiu pointed at him from the air and exploded and died.

In just a few breaths, more than 10,000 sirens were killed!

Changmei Zhenren was stunned: "This...this is over?"

Longma was also shocked: "The master is too strong!"

Ning Fan said excitedly: "Master is so powerful that he killed tens of thousands of sirens without any effort."

"Yes, Brother Ye is so powerful, he is like a god." Chuchu looked at Ye Qiu with admiration, and there were little stars in his grape-like eyes.

The long eyebrows are really depressed.

"After a long time, I'm just a supporting role, damn."

Ye Qiu's eyes looked at the deeper sea area and said, "Are you finally unable to sit still?"

"It's a pity that all your tribe members are dead."

“It’s a bit too late to show up now.”

Hearing this, Changmei Zhenren and others stared at the sea.

"Boom--"

I saw that the originally calm sea suddenly surging violently, strong winds suddenly rose, and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds.

The sea area within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to be boiling, causing huge waves.

A huge vortex with a diameter of more than a hundred feet was formed on the sea surface. The center of the vortex was as dark as ink, exuding a heart-pounding terrifying aura.

The breath spreads like substance, and wherever it passes, the sea water solidifies and the space is distorted.

"Click!"

A fine crack appeared in the void, as if he could not bear the pressure.

"The quasi-emperor's pressure!"

The face of Changmei Zhenren changed suddenly and he hurriedly retreated behind Ye Qiu.

Longma stepped on the void uneasyly and whispered: "Master, this breath is..."

Ye Qiu said in a deep voice: "The Siren Clan Chief is coming out."

"Wow—"

The sea water in the center of the vortex suddenly soared into the sky, forming a column of water, and an extremely cold sound came from the bottom of the sea.

"Who is so brave that he dares to slaughter my people?"

The sound was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, which made Ning Fan and Chuchu's face turn pale and almost vomit blood.

"boom!"

The next second, the water column exploded and a black shadow slowly rose.

It was a middle-aged man wearing black armor, holding a dark golden trident. His face was cold, his eyes were as dark as the abyss, and a pair of hideous dragon horns were on his forehead.

The most terrifying thing was the aura emitted by his body, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet. Every step he took, fine cracks would appear in the void.

"Little bastard, this guy is very strong." The voice of Changmei Zhenren was trembling.

The dragon horse's hair was even more standing upside down, as if facing a great enemy, reminding him: "Quick Emperor, strong! Master, please be careful."

The Siren Clan leader stood in the air, his eyes swept over the corpses of the tribe floating on the sea, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Then, his eyes fell on Ye Qiu and others, and his murderous intent skyrocketed.

"Who are you that dares to kill people on the territory of our Siren tribe?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

Ye Qiu's face was calm and he said, "First, I didn't kill anyone, all I killed was a group of beasts."

"Second, if I remember correctly, this is not the territory of the Siren tribe, but the territory of the Dragon tribe."

"Rareless!" The middle-aged man didn't expect Ye Qiu to answer him like this, and said angrily: "Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Of course I know, isn't it just a siren?" Ye Qiu sneered: "Don't think that if you become an adult, you are really a human being."

"You-" the middle-aged man was so angry.

"What are you?" Ye Qiu cursed: "Do you really think that being a lackey of the gods can dominate the East China Sea? Don't dream, let alone the dragon clan has not been completely extinct, even if it is really destroyed, it will not be your sirens clan."

"What a sharp look!" The middle-aged man's voice was cold and terrifying, as if from Jiuyou Hell: "No matter who you are, you dare to come here to make trouble. Today, I want to make you live and die."

As he finished speaking, the trident in his hand waved gently.

"boom!"

The entire sea area boiled in an instant, and countless water tornadoes soared into the sky, each containing the power to destroy the world.

"Retreat." Ye Qiu said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, Changmei Zhenren, Longma, Ning Fan and Chuchu quickly retreated tens of thousands of miles.

Then, Ye Qiu took a step forward and activated the Zhuxian Sword Formation again.

"Buzz!"

The sword energy appeared again, and the overwhelming golden sword lights intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, covering the middle-aged man.

"Do you think you can kill me with a sword formation? It's so naive." The middle-aged man sneered, and the trident in his hand swept out.

"boom!"

A dark halberd light teared apart the sky, and even cleaved a gap in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

The power of the quasi-emperor is so terrifying!

Ye Qiu was calm and formed seals with both hands: "The Emperor's Fire Burns the Sky!"

"call--"

A blue flame squirted out from his palm and instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The flame contained terrifying high temperatures. Wherever it passed, the sea evaporated and the void was disillusioned.

"Imperial-level alien fire?" The middle-aged man finally changed color and hurriedly took out a pitch-black shield.

"Sizi..."

The Emperor Fire collided with the shield, making a harsh sound, the shield melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the middle-aged man was forced to retreat continuously.

"It's now!" Ye Qiu's eyes swelled up, and his right fist suddenly burst out.

This punch is simple and unpretentious, but it contains the power to create the world.

Wherever the fist passes, space collapses inch by inch, and time seems to stagnate.

"Bang!"

The fist hit the middle-aged man firmly on the chest.

"Click!"

The black armor on the middle-aged man's body instantly shattered, opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards thousands of miles.

In the air, his figure also changed.

"roar--"

Accompanied by a roar that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, an eight-clawed dragon that was thousands of feet long appeared, with its black scales shining with metallic luster, and the eight sharp claws flashed with cold light, and the dragon's head was hideous and terrifying.

"Little beast, I want you to die!" The eight-clawed dragon stared at Ye Qiu, spitting out words, his voice full of resentment.
Chapter completed!