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The old monk Meng Ye let out a low groan that echoed in the night sky, his hands were folded and had become a one-handed vertical palm, and at the same time, his right arm was slowly raised, put the tip of his index finger in his mouth, and bit hard, scarlet blood oozed out.

Then it suddenly swiped down from the left eyelid that had been closed.

The old lady sitting in the void at the front of the boat suddenly stood up.

An invisible but oppressive breathless aura burst out of his body, and with it, an extremely shocking image.

I saw that after the night sky here was "rippling" like a lake, there was a golden lotus phantom that could be said to "cover the sky and cover the sun", with the boat where the old monk Meng Ye was as the center, and it appeared out of thin air, blooming with buds, so not spectacular.

The stars in the sky suddenly lost its luster in front of him, and the old monk Meng Ye looked a little "tattered" at this moment, and his robe was so windless that it was automatically floating endlessly.

The left eye, which had been closed, had already opened, and there were no eyes or pupils in the orbit, and it was all occupied by golden light.

At the same time, the Firmament Bell Spirit let out a sigh, and then silently returned to Ji Zhen's eyebrows.

And Ji Zhen, who had a cold face before, became short of breath at this moment, feeling that he had already lost all his cultivation realm.

But at this time, the old monk who exuded an aura that made him depressed and uncomfortable, and his desire for power was strange in his heart, which was more indescribable than the unprecedented.

Suddenly, Ji Zhen only felt that the feeling of depression in his body disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, the old monk Meng Ye beside him had disappeared.

When he reappeared, the figure of the old monk Meng Ye took a step until the old man was very close to him.

The next moment, I saw that the old Ji's entire body suddenly fled far away, and retreated more than ten feet.

At the same time, her face was full of pain and panting, just because she was not retreating more than ten zhang by herself in an instant, but was retreated by a strong horizontal force that was invisible and made her irresistible.

Everything happened too fast, Lao Ji's red robe whirred and trembled sharply, and her steps had not yet stabilized, still in regression.

Then I only saw that the figure of the old monk Meng Ye flashed away again and disappeared, and when he appeared, he was already in front of the regressing old Ji.

Old Ji's hideous face was a little pale, and he looked at the old monk wearing a "tattered" robe in front of him in horror, and at the same time, the old monk Meng Ye flicked his fingers, and a slender willow branch spread out strangely from his fingertips, passing through his body in an instant.

Lao Ji's figure retreated again and again as if she had no power to restrain her, and before she knew it, she was almost fifty or sixty feet long, and blood continued to spill out of her mouth, and her chest was even more bloody, and the willow branch had disappeared after penetrating her body.

Looking at the old monk Meng Ye at this moment, his eyes looked at the embarrassed old Ji, and his expression was cold and abnormal.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared again, and the boat that had been forcibly blocked by this sudden old Ji and stopped moving forward was "wrapped" by a huge golden lotus at this moment and shook towards the east of the mainland, rushing to thunder, and disappeared in an instant.

There was a ripple in the night sky, and between all the lightning and flint, there was only one embarrassed old Ji left, and a sentence of Meng Ye's old monk's old voice, the aftermath continued, and it did not disperse for a long time.

There is no grudge, a finger... Enough.

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In a space completely filled with a sea of fire, there was a short man whose whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and he somehow spoke indifferently, his tone was questioning, and his voice was extremely sharp.

How long will it take you to cultivate that old monk to a complete understanding? Suddenly, the short man's tone changed.

The two cold eyes looked at a man not far away, who was naked and naked, but his upper body was full of dense cracks that made his scalp tingle when he saw this, and the person who pinched his hands spoke coldly, and his tone was extremely displeased.

Sorry master, it's the stupidity of the sky, the naked man immediately opened his mouth to respond, his tone was nervous, his eyes did not dare to look at the short man, and his sweat-stained face was also nervous.

This person is undoubtedly Yi Tianxing, and the short man who is the master in his mouth is naturally the gluttony sealed by his master Canghaizi in the mouth of the old monk Meng Ye, and this is the place of sealing.

After hearing this, the gluttonous man in the black robe slowly walked towards Yi Tian, and when he came to Yi Tianxing, who was sitting in front of him, he condescendingly looked down at Yi Tianxing, and scolded slightly: Tell the old man, how long will it take? You don't know that the old man here is not willing to stay for a moment.

The old man can't get out of this damn place, and no matter how chaotic the outside world is, he can't achieve the old man's wishes.

Although you can borrow your body and soul to get out of this place, the time limit and the inability to show too much peak power are too great an obstacle to the old man, and the gains outweigh the losses, and the Bohai one, he is indispensable in the old man's plan, and he can't be missing.

Yi Tianxing was silent and didn't respond, but the hands that had been pinching suddenly changed, and their speed became faster and faster.

Then scarlet blood continued to spill out of Yi Tianxing's seven orifices, and at the same time, the dense cracks on his naked upper body also became red, and blood was already oozing out if he looked closely.

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At the same time, the mainland is facing south, in the forbidden place of the Bohai Sea, under the sea, in the iron cage bound by countless iron chains, there is a demonic man with red hair and sitting cross-legged with his limbs also wrapped around the iron chains.

The red-haired man's eyes were extremely cold, and the cold air in his eyes made people feel as if they were in the ice and snow, and they were immediately frozen.

It's really a waste, such a simple trap, but it can't be seen at a glance, the cultivation is completely lost, could it be that the brain has also been completely lost? It was Lin Changge, one of the two senior brothers of the old monk Meng Ye, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and a deep voice slowly came out of his mouth.

Bohaidon's time is surging and the waves are monstrous.

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The night faded away, and at dawn in the morning, the sky was bright, and it was infinitely close to the void of the land of the East China Sea.

An old monk on the boat with his hands folded suddenly coughed violently, his body trembled, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth.

The old monk's originally old face looked even more vicissitudes at this time, his face was bloodless, and his whole body had been emaciated, and he couldn't help but feel weak.

There was a white-haired young man beside him, and when he saw this, he immediately stretched out his hands to support the weak old monk, and the white-haired young man looked self-reproachful, worried, slightly frightened and humbly said: There are many great favors from the predecessors, and Ji Ji will always remember it, and there is no way to repay it.

Although the sudden arrival of the old man who blocked the way last night made Ji Zhen subconsciously think about his grandfather's place, but at this time, seeing the old monk like this, and what the old monk did last night, made his emotions in his heart complicated to the extreme.

Seeing this, the old monk smiled reluctantly, waved his hand, and looked at the white-haired young man who had changed his attitude towards him with a grateful and weak face, and said: Now that you are within the scope of the East China Sea, you can reach your grandfather's place at noon.

The white-haired young man was silent when he heard this, his hands did not dare to relax at all, and he carefully supported the old monk who might fall down at any time, looked at the vast sea that could be seen in the east, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Grandpa, traces... Here it comes.