"boom!"

The six-mouth cauldron tripod was pressed down at the same time, and the eight-clawed dragon's body exploded and turned into bloody rain in the sky and fell into the East China Sea.

However, at this critical moment, a faint blue light soared into the sky from the blood mist, at an astonishing speed.

"Want to escape?" Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately realized that it was the eight-clawed dragon's soul.

Just as he was about to intercept, the vermilion blood coffin inside the Qiankun bag vibrated violently.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of black demonic energy flew out in a "swoosh" and caught up with the blue light in the blink of an eye.

"ah--"

The eight-clawed dragon's soul screamed in a shrill voice, wrapped in demonic energy and quickly shrank, and was finally taken away by demonic energy and dragged back into the blood coffin.

"Bang!"

The blood coffin vibrated violently. As the lid opened and closed, a broken hand was vaguely seen holding the eight-clawed dragon's soul.

Then, the lid of the coffin was closed, and the vermilion blood coffin was shaken for a while before returning to calm.

"Lao Jiu, are you okay?" Ye Qiu asked.

"Distance~" A loud burp came from the vermilion blood coffin. Lao Jiu's voice was a little satisfied, and he said, "I'm a little overwhelmed. Boy, I want to have a good sleep and digest it. Don't call me if you're fine."

"Be careful, don't hold on to death." Ye Qiu reminded.

Lao Jiu did not respond to him, and there was no more movement.

At this time, Changmei Zhenren and others came over.

"Little bastard, how did I find that your combat power is stronger now than before?" Changmei Zhenren said suspiciously.

In the past, Ye Qiu had to work hard to meet a powerful quasi-emperor, but this time he killed the eight-clawed dragon, which was completely crushing and was not difficult.

"My combat power has indeed improved a little during this trip to the East China Sea," said Ye Qiu.

Changmei Zhenren said: "It's hard to imagine how terrifying the combat power will be when you break through to the quasi-emperor realm?"

Chuchu said, "Brother Ye, you are so powerful that you can easily kill a quasi-emperor powerful man."

Ning Fan said: "Not only is the quasi-emperor, but even the powerful people of the gods are not the master's opponent. It's so terrible."

Speaking of the powerful god clan, Ye Qiu said: "Old thing, have you heard it before? That guy from the god clan said that the ancient starry sky road is about to be repaired?"

"I heard it." Changmei Zhenren said worriedly: "Once the ancient starry sky road is restored, the gods will inevitably come. At that time, the world of cultivation will inevitably suffer another disaster."

"Little bastard, hurry up and solve the matter in Donghai."

"Then let's go back and discuss with Senior Ziyang to see if we can find a way to stop the arrival of the gods?"

"Yeah." Ye Qiu nodded slightly and said, "It's not time to go into the sea."

At that moment, Ye Qiu was riding on the back of the dragon horse, and Changmei Zhenren, Ning Fan and Chuchu took out the water-avoiding talisman and followed closely behind.

"Plop!"

The group of people sank into the sea and dived quickly.

As the depth increases, the surrounding light becomes dimmer and the pressure becomes greater and greater.

When ordinary monks reach this depth, they may have been pressed into meat pies, but with the protection of the water-avoiding talisman, they are fine.

"Master, how deep is the East China Sea?" Ning Fan asked curiously.

Although he has lived on the island since childhood, he has never been to such a deep sea.

Ye Qiu looked below and said, "It is said that the deepest part of the East China Sea can reach 100,000 miles. We have only dived 30,000 miles now, and it's still early."

A quarter of an hour.

He has dived 90,000 miles.

Chu Chu pointed to the front and exclaimed: "Look at me!"

In fact, even if she didn't say anything, everyone saw a huge underwater building complex in the distance, made of some kind of luminous coral, which looked particularly eye-catching on the dark seabed.

In the center of the complex is a towering palace, with a sirens carved on the gate.

"That's the nest of the Siren tribe." Ye Qiu swept his spiritual sense and said, "There are still some remaining Siren inside, be careful."

As they approached, they saw several siren patrolling the palace.

"Xiaofan, I'll leave it to you." Ye Qiu ordered.

Ning Fan understood and was about to take action, but Changmei Zhenren suddenly jumped out: "Wait!"

"What are you doing?" Ye Qiu looked at the real person with long eyebrows squintedly.

The long-browed real man rubbed his hands, smiled flatteringly, and said, "I like to help others the most. I might as well let me do this job of cleaning up miscellaneous fish!"

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Old guy, what do you want to do?"

"What else can I do? I will naturally share the burden for you." Changmei Zhenren looked righteous.

"Haha..." Ye Qiu sneered: "Do you think I will believe it?"

He knows Changmei Real People so well. This guy is a typical person who can't get up early without profit.

Changmei Zhenren smiled embarrassedly and said, "Little bastard, for the sake of my efforts to help you, can you promise me something?"

"What's the matter?" Ye Qiu asked.

The long-browed real person's eyes shone and said, "The Siren clan dominated the East China Sea for many years, and this is their nest. I guess there are many treasures. How about the treasures we find later?

"You think beautifully!" Ye Qiu refused without hesitation and said: "The squadrons slaughtered the dragon clan back then, and their treasures were probably stolen from the dragon clan and should be returned."

Changmei Zhenren suddenly became anxious: "Don't, we have lived and died together for so many years, do you have the heart to see me return empty-handed?"

Seeing Ye Qiu unmoved, he changed his strategy: "Otherwise, I only need 30%... 20%! If it really doesn't work, 10% will be enough, right?"

Chuchu couldn't help laughing aside: "Master, your bargaining look is like a market vendor."

The old man Changmei's face turned red, but he still didn't give up and said, "Little bastard, I'm so old. Is it easy to come here with you to be afraid of me?"

"You really have the heart to give me no treasure?"

"As long as you promise me, I promise to find all the treasures at the bottom of the sea."

Ye Qiu pondered for a moment, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "Okay, go find it, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?" Changmei Zhenren asked vigilantly.

"You can pick three treasures you found first and return the remaining ones to the dragon clan," said Ye Qiu.

The long-browed real person's eyes rolled and gritted his teeth: "Document!"

"Go and do your job!" Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Changmei Zhenren couldn't wait to rush to the palace, running and shouting, "You are waiting here, I'll go back!"

Seeing Changmei Zhenren disappearing at the entrance of the palace, Chuchu was a little worried: "Brother Ye, do you really let the Taoist priest go alone? What if there is danger..."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, this old guy cherishes his life more than anyone else. Besides, I'll think about what's in this palace."
Chapter completed!