The small fishing village tonight is destined to be unable to remain calm.

Just as Cen Hongyue was accepting her disciples, not far away, two vague figures gathered together.

They were covered with a strange "curtain" on them, which completely merged their figures with the night color, and reduced their aura to the point where they seemed to be there and there, which was obviously a sneaking treasure.

These two people dressed very casually, like two ordinary casual cultivators, but their behavior was capable, and obviously belonged to a certain force.

"what to do?"

One of them suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse: "After searching, after searching here, I found that the man had a big problem with his origin, and his blood relatives were almost dead... only one sister was left, and he was going to be accepted as his disciple by the "Lao Shou Xian Ji"... Do we want to stop him?"

"We Fengwenlou are only good at inquiring about news. Our strength is not much stronger than Wutongshu. We want to stop you from going..."

Another monk answered coldly.

"But the employer's task..."

The monk who had just started talking hesitated.

"There is something strange about this mission. I didn't expect that I finally found the person on the head... I'm just a pawn who crossed the river..."

Another monk said tragically: "Even if we don't want to investigate, the power behind us will force us to investigate, and there is even more than a vague force... Hehe... they dare not offend the Great Sage, so they threw us out to thunder... The key is... we just refuse, it's really aggrieved!"

"Anyway, we finally completed the task."

The casual cultivator who was just talking said, "I just didn't expect that the saint of the side was just a fisherman sailor? Even... he was just an ordinary person for more than ten years ago... This is impossible!"

"There is nothing impossible in the world...and we are in trouble."

The other monk said coldly: "It can make an ordinary person become a great saint in a short time, haha... it is also possible that he encountered some great opportunity during his last deep sea voyage... Anyway, I think we will definitely be torn apart by the forces behind us..."

At this moment, the two of them suddenly felt a cold gaze sweeping past, like falling into an ice cave.

It turned out that at some point, Cen Hongyue had noticed this and showed a strange smile.

"Not good...got!"

The two of them immediately turned into streams of light and escaped.

...

“Master…”

On the beach, Yingzi asked, "There's someone over there?"

"Just two mice, it's okay, good disciple, follow me."

Cen Hongyue was about to set off when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

On the ground, blood from corpses was quickly absorbed by the beach and spreading towards the ocean...

It's like... there is a vortex that devours life.

Hurry!

The waves smacked the shore, and a faint sound came from the sound of the wind:

"One Qi Hunyuan, before the sky...One Qi Hunyuan, before the sky..."

Cen Hongyue's expression suddenly became painful and she bent down.

"Master?"

Yingzi and another female apprentice looked at Cen Hongyue worriedly, but were surprised to see that their master's body shape had changed.

Some parts become plump, and the lines on the face become soft and beautiful, full of maternal flavor...

This is also an alienation!

Hurry!

On the sea surface, the black shadows hidden in the deep sea became increasingly huge. One by one, the black shadows that seemed to be tentacles and the heads of the python were constantly spreading, exploring...

The evil demon still cannot break through the Great Sage’s defense line on Chongming Island.

However, such a level of life has long crossed the ordinary boundaries and cannot be measured by common sense.

Even if you are seriously injured and sleeping, or are sealed... you can still project a trace of power through authority, thousands of miles apart.

For example, this is the time!

Although the "Father of the Ocean" worshipped by the fishermen was blocked in the deep sea by the great saints, the sacrifices of the fishermen could have projected some of the power, polluted believers, and even... gradually condensed their own power.

If you accumulate enough sacrificial power, you may even truly condense the clone of a fierce demon, open the arrival channel, and bypass the Great Saint defense line in an alternative way, bringing catastrophe to the human world!

Now, the "Father of the Ocean" is using the power of projection to leverage the skills Cen Hongyue practiced with his own authority.

The [Secret Sword of Jingtao] that Cen Hongyue learned is from [The Four Seas' Classics], which must be related to the evil demons in the deep sea.

This is quite similar to the fact that it is similar to the practice of evil methods and suffering from harvest.

"Go away!"

Cen Hongyue pushed Yingzi. At this time, her black hair had begun to merge together, like curved and floating seaweed...

"The backlash of Taoism?"

"Fortunately... the Taoist practice method I have learned is not the [Four Seas Avatars]!"

Cen Hongyue struggled and made a pose of worshiping the moon: "Doumu Sixing, Wan Chen protects me and kills me!"

Behind her, a starry sky shadow appeared faintly. In the vast starry sky, an existence was about to fall from sight.

However, all of this was interrupted by the changes of the moon.

In the originally clear moonlight, a layer of crimson was suddenly dyed with a layer of crimson. A pupil floated on the moon, like an eye peeking at the earth, staring at Cen Hongyue.

Cen Hongyue flew out with a flying sword, carrying the boundless starlight, and pierced under the ocean.

The thick ink-like black shadow dissipated and disappeared without a trace...

"This [Doumuyuan Jing] is indeed a big problem."

After killing the powerful enemy, Cen Hongyue was not excited, but was extremely scared, and thought of the young man who gave his martial arts in the market.

"Who is that person...the sacred?"

...

Chongming Island.

"No wonder the master of the sect likes to play Hongyue's special effects, it's really stylish..."

Zhong Shenxiu jumped out of the pit and looked at himself, suddenly frowned.

The skin of his hands became extremely pale and morbid, his nails were sharp and sharp, and his hair had turned into silvery white, growing wildly.

Without looking at it, he knew that his face was more terrifying than any evil ghost with green face and fangs.

"Daohua..."

"Even if you become a great saint, you can't get rid of the pain of Taoism... Not to mention, I used my own authority to exert super-long-range influence with the moon several times and several times, which has greatly consumed my vitality... If I were an ordinary great saint, I would have been crazy if I dared to play like this..."

"Owner!"

Qin Weiyin saw Zhong Shenxiu's face and her expression became shocked.

The next moment, all her clothes were shattered and she changed into the image of the tentacle flesh ball of the civilization demon.

Just watching Zhong Shenxiu's signs of Taoism seemed to have caused Qin Weiyin to be severely injured!

Zhong Shenxiu thought about it, and her body gradually became like an ordinary person, easily suppressing Daohua.
Chapter completed!