"he!"

The black-faced Rakshasa face darkened and immediately put on the mask. Looking at Ye Chu and the vast divine elephant above his head, his eyes were even shivering.

At this moment, Ye Chu's back could actually be compared with the terrifying divine image above his head. There was not much difference between the two.

"It's going to go against the will of heaven!"

The black-faced Rakshasa was shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Chu's meaning could reach this level. It was so terrifying.

"Boom boom..."

The divine elephant was constantly twisting and deforming, dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, as if they were going to sink the sky and the earth, but this was just a form of his.

The water column of Chongtian slowly descended, but Ye Chu did not have any fear at all. He slowly floated down from the water column, and did not care about the terrifying divine image above his head, as if it had no effect on him.

"The degree of integration with heaven and earth is so high. Could he fight me?"

The black-faced Rakshasa was even more shocked. As he watched Ye Chu slowly walk down Gao Tian, ​​the surrounding heaven and earth were centered on him, and a strong sense of fighting flashed in his eyes.

This is a hero who cherishes heroes. If you really have an opponent who is comparable to you, it would be a great pleasure in life and it would also be of great benefit to your cultivation.

"Ye Chu, leave with me quickly!"

Seeing that the Tianguan here was about to close, the black-faced Rakshasa shouted at Ye Chu, Ye Chu's body flashed, and in a few breaths, he reached the side of the black-faced Rakshasa. The black-faced Rakshasa immediately raised his hand to set up a magic circle and took Ye Chu away.

The next moment, the two appeared on a mountain, which was already an area of ​​blue sea.

The blue sea is called a sea, but in fact it is a vacuum land at the bottom, but this land exists under the seabed.

When people stand here, when they look up, they just see the blue and blue sea water above their heads, so it is called the blue sea.

"Have you obtained the Golden Spirit Fruit?" Black-faced Rakshasa asked Ye Chu.

Ye Chu's aura did not change much, and there should be no major breakthrough in cultivation. However, what shocked the Black-faced Rakshasa was that his artistic conception seemed to have been much stronger, and he improved to a level in this short period of time.

"No?" Ye Chu shook his head and sighed bitterly, "The earth-center fire is too strong. I just saw the terrifying golden spirit fruit tree behind a layer of diaphragm. Before I could enter, I could no longer hold on."

The black-faced Rakshasa looked at Ye Chu and wondered in his heart whether Ye Chu would be lying to him, but looking at Ye Chu's depressed expression, it didn't seem like he was telling a lie.

"When you are outside, the power of the Holy Holy Holy comes out, can you revive the power of the Holy Holy Holy?" The black-faced Rakshasa said in surprise.

Ye Chu gritted his teeth and said, "There is no way to go. It's probably because I am the descendant of the Love Saint, that I barely drive a trace of the power of the Love Saint, otherwise it would be difficult to leave the Earth-Central Fire Channel alive."

"I see……"

The black-faced Rakshasa shook, and his heart seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, Ye Chu's years of practice were too short. If he could drive the power of the love saint now, he would be far beyond his own practice for thousands of years, he would be really shameless.

"It seems that you can only participate in your holy fruit conference, otherwise you will not be able to obtain the Golden Spirit Fruit..."

Ye Chu sighed and said helplessly.

Of course Ye Chu didn't want to tell the Black-faced Rakshasa about Xiaoying. After all, he was the Fruit Saint. If the Fruit Saint knew about it, he would have obtained a spirit of the earth, and I'm afraid this matter would not be so easy to explain.

"Black Rakshasa..."

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from a distance, and the black-faced Rakshasa and Ye Chu were shocked. The black-faced Rakshasa turned his head and saw an old man in black robe coming over.

Ye Chu's big eyes also locked the old man dozens of miles away, connecting the world and integrating it step by step.

This is a saint, a living saint. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the saint of fruit.

The saint seemed to be walking in the garden, but after a few steps, he came to the two of them.

Ye Chu observed the elder's appearance at close range. He was tall, but he was a little thin, his face was a little concave, his face was wrinkled, and he had a gray beard. He wrapped his tall and thin body in a black robe.

"Sir, please see the Lord..." The black-faced Rakshasa respectfully knelt in one knee in the void and saluted the old man.

"Get up..." The old man in black robe raised his hand lightly and helped the black-faced Rakshasa up. He stared at Ye Chu with his dry eyes, as if he was weak, but he seemed to be staring at Ye Chu's body and felt a little numb.

This is the Holy Power, the real Holy Power.

However, Ye Chu did not show weakness, and did not show any flattery, saying neither humble nor arrogantly: "Senior should be the Fruit Saint..."

"The disciples of the old madman are indeed all madmen. They have reached this level at a young age and are worthy of being the descendant of the Love Saint." The Fruit Saint did not deny it, but was surprised by Ye Chu's cultivation and demeanor.

"The senior is a genius, and his reputation is worthy of being a saint!" Ye Chu's expression calmed a little.

Since the other party mentioned his master, the old madman, he probably might have some friendship with the old madman, so it would be better to be polite.

Guo Sheng smiled and said, "I'm almost buried in the soil. I'm just the cultivation level. There's nothing to be proud of. But you kid, your future is unlimited..."

"The Fruit Saint is too modest..." Ye Chu cursed in his heart. How many old men who have been buried have not reached your level of cultivation.

All those who can practice to the level of a saint are talented and outstanding.

After the Blood Slaughter, no supreme appeared in the Nine Heavens and Eleven Realms, and even a few saints appeared. Now this Fruit Saint is one of them. It is so cool to call the wind and rain on this Biling Island.

"Haha, your master is the peerless strong man. Compared with your so-called saints, we are not scumbags..." Guo Sheng sighed, "Forget it, since you have come to our blue sea, you are our guests. Come with me, I will take you to a place."

"Well……"

The black-faced Rakshasa was stunned. Unexpectedly, the Fruit Saint would come to pick Ye Chu up in person. It seemed that most of them came for the power of the Love Saint. The power of the Love Saint was alarmed even the Lord's Fruit Saint.

"Senior, where are you going?" Ye Chu asked.

Guo Shengdao: "Love Tower..."

"Love Tower?" Ye Chu was stunned and looked at the black-faced Rakshasa.

The black-faced Rakshasa also looked back and signaled that he didn't know where the love building was. The Fruit Saint did not hide it and explained: "It is said that this love building was the place where the love saint lived back then. I thought that since you, the descendant of the love saint, had the fate to come here, go there to take a look. Maybe what you will get. It is also an explanation from me to your master..."

"Thank you senior..."

Ye Chu was overjoyed. He didn't expect that it would be the place where the Love Saint lived. If he could enter and visit, he might have gained something.

"It turns out to be the supreme living place..." The black-faced Rakshasa was also very shocked. Unexpectedly, under this blue sea, there would be a residence for the love saint. Could it be that the love saint had lived in this blue sea?
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