After a while, Qingque raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu with a serious expression, "This is not a Wushuang City, don't joke about the way of heaven, if you are..."

"good."

Zhou Shu nodded and apologized, "Qingque, it's my fault. I won't say it again in the future. Don't be surprised."

In Qingque's opinion, the sentence was indeed inappropriate, but it was different for Zhou Shu. He had a very clear feeling just now that there were traces of the way of heaven in the sea of ​​death, and that familiar face appeared on the sea surface. He had seen face several times in the heavenly tribulation.

He was not entirely speaking to Qingque, but also testing the reaction of the Heavenly Dao to see if he was there.

He did not have much concern about this. The immortal cultivator was much limited in the Xuanhuang world, and the same was true for the Heavenly Way. He was not worried about the Heavenly Way suddenly taking revenge.

Qingque shook his head gently and said warmly, "Zhou Shu, I'm not blaming you. I know you are dissatisfied with the way of heaven, but... in order to cultivate immortals, it's better to bear it for the time being. We immortal cultivators are ultimately under the way of heaven before they ascend to immortality, and this is difficult to change."

"I understand, thank you for your reminder."

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "I won't talk about this anymore, Qingque, have anyone been to the sea of ​​death? What will be below? Are there any relics of Kunlun Mountain? Someone should be here to hunt for treasure?"

Qingque thought for a while and said, "Someone has been there. In order to understand the situation under the Sea of ​​Death, some immortals specially captured some cultivation slaves and put them in the sea, forcing them to go down to check. There were even some cultivation slaves in the Nascent Soul Realm. But not long after they went down, their cultivation was drained. Without cultivation, they could only float up. They didn't see anything except the sea water..."

She shook her head and said slowly, "But even if the ruins of Kunlun Mountain are really below, there is no possibility of exploration for the cultivators. Cultivators above the God Transformation Realm are rare and dare not go down. Besides, everyone knows that even if there are any treasures and spiritual objects inside, they may have been sucked away by the sea water."

Zhou Shu seemed to have some insight and smiled and said, "That's right, let's go."

Qingque nodded, triggering Qingyun, and flew south along the edge of the Sea of ​​Death.

She explained, "Xuanhu said, "Although the sea surface is calm and unwavering, there will be occasional waves that suddenly rise up. The more you go in the middle, the greater the possibility of big waves appearing. He encountered them several times. If he is swept by the big waves, even if he is not swept into the sea, he will lose a lot of cultivation, so we'd better walk along the side."

"oh."

Zhou Shu nodded gently and smiled, "Fortunately, with you here, I am in danger alone."

Not far away, Zhou Shu stopped and said slowly, "There is someone behind."

"Ah, the Sea of ​​Death will meet people, but it is rare."

Qingque was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized, "It must have been with us, right? If you kill someone here, it would be a good place. People would not know it. I want to see who has such courage."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "It's not like I'm following us, these people... Let's go back and have a look, but it's more hidden."

Qingque nodded and made a hidden magic trick. Qingyun disappeared immediately, and the two of them hid in the air and flew back.

In the boundless desert, several people were running towards the sea of ​​death.

One of the Golden Elixir cultivators was the Yangli that Zhou Shu met on the Xiao Kunyu. He was wrapped in the middle by two cultivators in the God Transformation Realm. His face was pale and his eyes were full of panic, as if he was bound, and he struggled from time to time.

"Don't struggle anymore, just accept your fate."

A short monk behind him said sinisterly.

This monk is only four or five feet long, his head is extremely large, his feet are three feet long, his body is round, and his whole body looks like a gourd.

Yangli showed some excitement and shouted, "Why do you guys do this?"

"Why, don't you understand the third young master of the Jiang family? I asked you to escape last time, but you don't have that good luck this time..."

A monk turned around and looked at Yang Li, and smiled, "This time we picked it up. We actually met you on Penglai Island. Not only did you cheat your treasure, but even people fell into our hands, haha."

He is tall, but his head is very small, and he looks very inconsistent, with his eyes scattered, and his cunning light is emitted from time to time.

Yang Li's expression was stagnant, "I believe you so much, but I actually pretended to be Xiang Xiu to seduce me. Are you the ones sent by Jiang Xin?"

The little monk laughed, "You don't need to ask who it is, anyway..."

The big-headed monk glared at him and said gloomyly, "What are you talking about with him? Do your best."

"Where do you take me and what do you want to do?"

Yang Li struggled a few times and shouted loudly, "You can't kill me, my soul will not die, and my natal soul lamp is still there in the clan. If you dare to kill me, the clan will soon know who it is, and you have no place to escape."

"Who said we were going to kill you?"

The big-headed monk smiled sinisterly, "You are the third young master of the Jiang family, and you are born with a natural soul qualification. How dare we kill you? If you really touch you, the Jiang family will search all over the world and will not let us go. We all know this."

Yang Li breathed a little relieved, "Since I don't kill me, what are you going to do? You'll just say what you want. When I return to the clan, I will naturally give it to you. As long as you return Xiaohong and that to me first."

"Haha, if you give you some colors, you will open a dyeing shop, and you will also talk about the conditions."

The little monk couldn't help laughing, "Do you know where it is ahead? Why did we bring you all the way?"

As if she noticed something, Yang Li looked around for a few times, and her heart tightened, "Where is this?"

The big-headed monk also laughed, "Your Jiang family is knowledgeable, can't you not have heard of the Sea of ​​Death?"

"Sea of ​​Death?"

Yang Li's face turned pale in an instant, "The rumored sea of ​​destruction, you..."

The little-headed monk laughed loudly, "I'm not afraid that you know. We brought you here just to make you become a mortal, haha! When you become a mortal, no matter how strong your soul is, it doesn't have any spiritual power, and there will be no effect with the natal soul lamp. We don't have to attack you at all, you have no way out, and you are not worried that your family will know. It's simply a perfect solution."

"Sure, no!"

The big-headed monk glared at the little-headed monk fiercely and cursed with dissatisfaction, "I came up with the idea. When is it your turn to say it? Get away!"

The little-headed monk hurriedly said, "Hey, it's all up to the big brother's magic trick. He first pretends to be Xiang Xiu and cheat the magic weapon, and then bring it to the sea of ​​death. This kid can only wait for death obediently. Even if he is from the Jiang family, there is nothing he can do."

The big-headed monk snorted and nodded, "Learn to learn from now on."

The two of them responded and joined together, while Yang Li in the middle looked pale and she was completely silly.
Chapter completed!