The fairy island is brilliant and glazed, and the five-colored fairy mist falls down, like a waterfall. At this moment, under the fierce sea breeze, the fairy mist was blown away, but the exposed mountain stones and jade trees were still shining brightly, standing still in the wind and waves!

On the other side of this island, there is a group of islands, large and small, there are thousands of such ones, and 1,200 kilometers ahead, there is a vast large 6, and it is also the only large 6 in the world.

This fairy island is suspended overseas, as if it is a barrier for this big 6, but because he is located in the east, it seems that this big 6 worships here!

The first thing the monks who came in from Tianduan Mountain was three thousand floating worlds. The so-called three thousand worlds are combined into one big world.

This is one of the three thousand worlds. Those who enter this place name this place the Water Spirit Realm.

Because when people first came to this world, the most intuitive thing for people was that the world seemed to be made up of water.

Ninety out of ten here is an ocean, 6 places are very rare, and the aura here is as rich as the water here. A simple swallow makes people energetic and energetic.

This island, called the Liuli Islands, has a stone carving on the highest fairy mountain, on the side facing the big 6.

It is about 21 zhang wide and about 49 zhang long, and the word "glaze" is strongly engraved on it.

This word is a business card of this place, and it has become the name of the monk who first came here.

Su Yang and the others rode the wind and waves, galloping in the sea, and several people stood on the wind and waves, majestic, talking and laughing, as if they had the spirit of destroying the strong enemy.

"Look, there are so many people who have come to greet us. ”

Long Xiaochuan stood in the middle of everyone, his hands on his chest, the wind and waves blew the golden head, and his resolute and handsome face made people look sideways.

There are many monks on Duankong Kongxian Island, and there are many cultivators above them, but the most important thing is that they don't look at themselves and others with the wrong eyes.

"It's a lot, it looks a little familiar, it doesn't look like a few old watches of your Demon Emperor Palace? ”

He said a little timidly.

"It's not us, it's you, and he. Qi Qi glanced at him, corrected, and pointed at Duan Kongkong and Su Yang as he spoke.

Su Yang was watching the people on the island from a distance, and the tsunami caused by the previous battle was getting closer and closer to the immortal island.

They can already see each other's faces clearly, and the closer they get, the stronger the tense atmosphere becomes!

"Su Yang! dare to fight!"

The man on the corner of the attic suddenly increased his momentum and shouted to the sea. The blazing divine light made it impossible for anyone around him to open their eyes.

Some of the people around were shocked by this sudden aura, and at that moment, they didn't even react to what Qixia Holy Son said.

"What did the Holy Son of Qixia just say?"

The voice was still floating on the sea, not covered by the deafening sound of the waves, and everyone clearly heard the words of the man just now!

"Su Yang?!"

"That person is Su Yang!!"

Some of the little monks around were all shocked, could it be that the figure of Jin Guang Han Sanshan just now was Su Yang? It was he who was fighting with those monsters as big as a mountain that caused this tsunami?

"It's terrifying, I thought he wouldn't dare to be born again after killing the heirs of the two holy lands of Bright Flying Feather in the Martial Forest!

One person said in surprise, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill, from the Tianling cover to the soles of his feet, and suddenly, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Just behind him, a man glanced at him coldly.

The man was dressed in light white clothes, with a steady step, and he looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old. He walked slowly from behind the man he had just spoken.

The two passed by, and they didn't say a word, but the person who spoke just now felt suffocated and couldn't breathe at all.

It wasn't until the man in light white walked more than ten meters away that he sat down on the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead and back.

The man in light white clothes walked to the side facing the sea, and his eyes were like tiger's eyes, and they were bright.

"Who's that guy?

"The new Holy Son of the Bright Holy Land is also the senior brother of the Bright Holy Land!' 'The White Tiger of the Day and Sky Qi Guangwu!' That's what he said!"

"It's so strong! This has reached the realm of the Five Heavens without Regrets......"

"Yes, it seems to be stronger than the Qixia Holy Son!" One person looked at the Qixia Holy Son floating in the attic in the distance.

The Qixia Holy Son was full of divine light, like a flying immortal, and the new Holy Son of the New Bright Holy Land was also lit with divine light around him, and there was a blazing feeling!

The divine light of the two gives people a different feeling, the Holy Son of Qixia is close to the immortal, and the Holy Son of Light is like the God of War. But no matter what, the pressure on the two is as strong.

At the end of the sea, the vision of the hazy place has alarmed the monks on the Glass Immortal Island.

A man dressed in turquoise was sitting on a large rock, with several corpses at his feet, as if his body had been pierced by something.

He smiled, looking sideways at the growing waves and the people on top of them.

He fiddled with a small iron rod in his hand, smiled with a hint of coldness, and said to himself: "This is for you, I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

On the other side of the vast sea, there were tens of thousands of monks, and everyone had a different mood when they saw the figure on the big waves.

"Master, the enemy is right in front of me, when I slash the enemy, you can also look under the wine spring!" A woman stood in the air, floating like a fairy, with this trace of murderous aura between her eyebrows.

She grabbed the sword at her waist with one hand. The sword trembled, resonating with her heart, and Miaoman's body trembled with intense anger.

"The legendary murderer and his party, I really want to meet for a while. "This man is from the East and has just arrived from the other side of the island.

"The little god king of the Qi family is also here, hehe, this is interesting. ”

……

Su Yang's murderous party overshadowed many holy sons some time ago, and the ancient city of Lingnan, the sacred tree was strong, allowing the world to re-understand the sacred tree.

And just before this incident, there was a person who ascended to the eighth layer of the altar and named the Millennium Demon Lord. This matter then spread all over the country.

Some monks from other regions also took this opportunity to bring out Su Yang's other deeds. Many young Tianjiao want to meet for a while, this peer who has been spreading things for more than half a year.

The waves are getting closer and closer, and it is already less than two miles away, and the people on the fairy island and the people on the waves can be said to be looking at each other, and they can even count the eyebrows on each other's faces.

"These people are so imposing!!"

In fact, whether it is an enemy or a passerby, there are many people who look forward to the day when they can ride the wind and waves under the attention of thousands of people.

"It's coming!"

The new Saint Son of Light, Qi Guangwu, drank in a deep voice, his eyebrows were upside down, and his fist was blazing, like a round of the sun!

The waves were monstrous, with a sound like thunder, and it was less than 100 meters. The Holy Son of Light will punch out the brewing punch!

"Boom!"

The blazing light, scattering, blocked everyone's field of vision, and the waves seemed to stop. Endless water vapor is steaming.

(End of chapter)