Divine realm, a long time ago, countless martial artists thought that this was the end of martial arts. As everyone knows, above the Gangqi God Realm, there is still the existence of earth immortals.

Vertical and horizontal land, across mountains and rivers, for the earth immortals!

But in the historical records, the last earth immortal of the earth is the Qingyun immortal of Dongfang Huaguo, who has a birthday of more than 200 years, but fell three hundred years ago, and has forgotten the world in the name of the earth immortal, and has never heard of a latecomer who can cultivate into an earth immortal.

Only an alien old monster like Haizu, who has cultivated on the earth for thousands of years, can touch the threshold of a half-step earth immortal, but after all, he is not a real earth immortal.

But just a half-step earth immortal is enough to dominate the European continent, which shows its horror.

"Boom!"

The crimson pillar of fire reached into the sky, piercing all the dark clouds above the king's head.

One red flame after another slowly rose from his body, and then disappeared, Hai Zu could feel that at this moment, the body of the man dressed in white in front of him was constantly undergoing some unreasonable changes.

One after another, true qi surfaced out of Wang Tu's body, and Hai Zu could clearly see that Wang Tu's temples and eyebrows were gradually beginning to turn gray and white!

"Hmph, so it's a mystery!"

Haizu gritted his teeth and raised his staff, and the hollow eyes of the pitch-black skull on the staff spewed purple-black aura, and hundreds of spells shot towards the place where the king disciple stood.

However, those spells that contained countless curses were directly incinerated and turned into nothingness when they came into contact with the red golden flames of the king's body.

"How is that possible!"

Haizu stared at the man in front of him in disbelief.

The spell issued by his own half-step earth immortal level is gone like this?

The Buddha bead in the left hand of the king disciple, the space magic weapon is only a secondary role, in fact, it is a blood-burning magic weapon.

The blood-burning magic weapon, as the name suggests, consumes one's own qi and blood lifespan and improves the cultivation of the magic weapon.

Although it is only the level of the magic weapon, the higher the cultivation, the greater its effect. Because of this string of Buddha beads, it can directly improve two small stages of cultivation in a short time.

However, the higher the level of promotion, the consumption will also increase wildly in geometric multiples, and the qi, blood, and yang longevity consumed by Wang Tu at this time are unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Mole ants. ”

Ignoring Hai Zu's look of disbelief, Wang Tu slowly opened his mouth.

"Sucking qi and blood to improve the miscellaneous of cultivation, thinking that you can do whatever you want with a thousand years of cultivation?"

The royal disciple covered in crimson flames raised his right hand, and above his fingertips, a stream of crimson flames converged and shot towards Hai Zu's location like a flying arrow.

Shocked by the crimson flames, Haizu understood that he must not be hit by it, and floated his staff in the air, Haizu folded his hands and said aloud.

"Drink!"

A whole ten huge sea walls suddenly rose from the sea surface, and stopped in front of Haizu in an orderly manner, this was the strongest defense that Haizu could use, and for thousands of years, no one had been able to break through.

However, the red-gold arrow hit the sea wall, and the wall was like a fragile piece of tissue paper, and a huge and charred hole was directly torn open!

"Boom, boom!"

A whole ten sea walls were pierced without reservation, and the crimson arrow passed directly through Haizu's chest, nailing his body to a wall on the coast!

"Ahem!"

Blue viscous blood spurted out of Hai Zu's mouth, but he didn't care about it, raised his head, stared at the Wang disciple viciously, and shouted loudly.

"Impossible!"

"For thousands of years, I have absorbed at least hundreds of thousands of human souls to achieve today's cultivation. ”

"And you, just a human in your early twenties, with a cultivation level of less than one percent of what I absorbed, how can you be comparable to me!"

The answer to his question was a storm of red-gold arrows that could not be counted with the naked eye.

Hai Zu's face was shocked, and he immediately used the Sea Scale Clan's stand-in technique, and his body turned into a pitch-black tide, detached from the wall, and flew into the air, so as not to be pierced into the shape of a hornet's nest by those arrows.

Just when the tide returned to its human form, the figure of the king disciple suddenly appeared behind, and his left fist was mixed with the prestige of bazooka, and it bombarded Haizu's right face!

"Boom!"

The tissue muscles on Hai Zu's right side were directly pierced by this king's punch, broken teeth, broken bones, and blue viscous blood splashed out from the place where his right face and fist touched, and Hai Zu only felt that under the impact he had never felt before, his two eyeballs were about to fly out.

The zero-distance blow of the half-step earth immortal level of the king disciple actually directly pierced Hai Zu's head!

"Ahem!"

Haizu's body continued to rotate in the air, and it took a long time to stabilize his body, and the staff with a black skull head emitted black spell energy, constantly healing his shattered head.

Wang Tu stood in the air, looked at Haizu's miserable appearance, and opened his mouth with a smile.

"This is the thousand-year-old legend of Europe, the Spell Ancestor of the Sea Scale Clan?"

"That's it. ”

Hearing Wang Tu say this, the Sea Ancestor was slightly stunned, and then his face became gloomy.

"Really?"

Dark blue scales appeared on his body, and large red horns pierced his body, burrowing out of his back.

"Destroying my spells and hurting my flesh makes you feel very proud, don't you?"

The head on the right side that had been pierced by the king's disciple was also covered with a layer of scales, and the spikes stained with venom slowly covered his body.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, don't be too arrogant!"

With the end of the last sentence, Hai Zu's entire appearance became the true appearance of the ancient Sea Scale Clan!

"For thousands of years, no one who has seen me like this is still alive!"

"All of them have become nutrients that promote my cultivation, and they have entered my stomach, and you will be no exception!"

Corrosive liquid leaked from his mouth, and the scale-covered pitch-black creature let out a skin-cold howl.

The staff tattooed with a black skull appeared in his hand, slowly rising into the air, shattering into countless pieces of pitch-black armor that covered Sea Ancestor's mutated body.

"Boom!"

As the armor covered his body, purple aura and blue tides erupted from his body, reaching the sky!

The sound of crunching came from the joints of his body, and Hai Zu's whole person slowly floated to the same plane as the king disciple, he looked at the king disciple in the air, and said with a smile.

"Are you afraid, white-clothed sword fairy, this is my true posture......"

"Boom!"

In the next second, Wang Tu's left fist hit his chest covered in armor, shattering all the bones in his body that had been adjusted by spells to be as hard as iron, along with the armor on the surface of his body!

"Ahh

Blue blood continued to splash out of the air, Hai Zu's body was shocked for hundreds of meters, he stabilized his body in the air, and his two thick thighs violently rushed towards the position where the king disciple was.

"Boom!"

Before that, the king had pressed underneath Haizu, and a hook with crimson flames struck him in the jaw.

Hai Zu only felt that the huge impact force directly penetrated the top of his head, and his body and divine soul were directly smashed into countless pieces by this king's fist.

"It's useless!"

Two bloodshot eyes stared at the royal disciple in the air, and Hai Zu's corpse, which had been broken into thousands of pieces, let out a roar out of nowhere, and instantly glued together!

"I am the Spell Ancestor, the Sea Ancestor, the savior of Europe!"

"I am immortal, immortal, even if my body is destroyed and my soul is shattered, as long as the genes of the Sea Scale Clan exist in my body, no matter what I can do, I can come back from the dead!"

The resurrected Sea Ancestor swung his right fist and unleashed an attack covering countless spell energy and sea tide energy from a distance of several hundred meters. Running towards the king's disciples.

"Not soon!"

Wang Tu replied indifferently, and then, he raised his right hand and crushed the attack that Hai Zu had unleashed.

Haizu Yu's eyes were suddenly fixed, and then he realized that the red crystal long sword had disappeared from the hands of the king disciples at some point.

"Boom!"

Hai Zu suddenly raised his head and saw that above the clouds where he was, a flame giant sword hundreds of meters and dozens of meters wide revealed its body, like a huge tombstone burning, like the divine punishment of the god of fire, falling from the sky!

Hai Zu's figure was instantly annihilated by the crimson golden flames, and a miserable howl resounded throughout the sea of China.