A feeling of extreme danger arose from the bottom of Xia Yuan's heart.

He instinctively plucked a strand of Ning Bao's hair.

Ning Bao: Angry.

Xia Yuan touched Ning Bao's head with his hand.

Ning Bao: Happy.

Tapping Ning Bao's hair on the center of his eyebrows, he silently recited "stand here" in his heart, and sure enough, the feedback was "invalid divination".

In fact, of course, this place has long been out of the realm of human beings, and all divination has become invalid.

But Xia Yuan spent four years in the bloody storm, and although he was a human being for those four years, his sense of danger had long been cultivated.

He watched as the raging waves approached.

Pitch-black raging waves crashed around.

But the yellow-clothed figure on a lonely boat was motionless, like a sculpture standing in the storm.

Xia Yuan wanted to go up directly.

But after thinking about it for a while, "another Ning Bao" has not been found yet, and the business is important.

And...

After a few encounters with strange forces, he already has two principles:

- The first target you set on is certainly not the last target you faced.

- Even if you lock on to the last target, the other party can still kill you in seconds.

But he still has questions to ask.

Therefore, he pretended to be calm, looked coldly at the upside-down grandmaster, and said, "Who is the Black Dragon King?"

However...

The upside-down grandmaster didn't look at him at all, but stared at the waves in the distance with his eyes.

The moonlight is miserable, and the waves are stormy.

His whole body tensed suddenly.

Cheeks slowly...

Solidified.

In the brilliance of the two bright moons, there was a little reflection.

Xia Yuan saw that the grandmaster's face began to dry up, and a large amount of oil was pouring out from the pores, and after these oils gushed out, a thick layer of wax formed on the surface of his face.

Wax smoothing.

Reflected in the moonlight.

It's just that this wax froze his fearful, distorted, and painful appearance at this time, and it looked extremely terrifying.

The hanged man has become a wax figure.

Xia Yuan also felt that something in his body was "surging" at this time, as if it was about to come out of the pores, but he was suppressed by his own strength, and despite this, it was also very uncomfortable.

He had a plan in his mind.

Don't pull Ning Bao with his hand, and skillfully throw it on his shoulder.

Ning Bao obediently lay down.

The next moment...

Both of them sank into the shadows at the same time.

Step out.

Xia Yuan had already rushed out of Raven Island, and a layer of ripples was generated on the edge of the island's treacherous realm.

The skeletons that had been standing suddenly crumbled for a while, and all of them threw themselves down and scuffled with each other.

At this time, the waves on the sea were very large, and even the Heavenly Soul Great Grandmaster realm needed some effort to pass through.

Xia Yuan carefully controlled his body, and many invisible silk threads radiated out in all directions, and once there was an invasion, he would immediately know about it.

Ning Bao continued to play the role of a navigator, and in this deep sea, where it was difficult to discern the direction, began to point to the place where the magnetic field gathered, and this gathering place was the next island.

Xia Yuan turned north slightly, turned around a little, and continued to the east.

Since the dead upside-down Hanging Grandmaster said that he had seen "footprints on the edge of the island", then it was likely to be the White Dragon King.

It's just that Xia Yuan only walked a dozen steps...

Or rather, he has only walked more than 100 miles.

He felt a terrifying aura lock on.

The invisible threads that radiated felt a violent tremor.

This tremor is a deadly tremor.

Xia Yuan didn't think about it, and in the angry waves, his body began to change.

Click...

Click, click, click...

Moment.

A terrifying shadow more than twenty feet high appeared in this uninhabited deep sea.

Flames of Darkness.

The black high-temperature flame, like a demonic beast, tore a bite on the surface of the deep sea in an instant.

The sea sank several meters, and the boiling water vapor instantly filled the air.

And it seems that because of the fateful bond with Xia Yuan, Ning Bao will not be injured, she is still lying on the shoulder of the demon shadow who is nearly seventy meters tall, but this kind of lying is already trying to lie tight, after all, at this time, Xia Yuan's shoulder is almost more than four meters wide, and Ning Bao can roll around on it...

In the midst of the raging waves, a bone-white trident stabbed out.

Xia Yuan raised his left hand, and the two magic hands slammed into the center.

Punch after fist!

Boom!!!!

The punch is there.

A huge magical force drove the waves of water around him, the mist, everything dispersed, and at the same time, the yellow-clothed shadow behind the bone-white trident also appeared a vague outline.

Xia Yuan didn't want to attack.

He wanted to make the other person show himself.

Whether it is him, or these strange forces and gods, they are all real, in the strange domain, the strange forces and gods can also use the area to completely hide, but out of the strange domain, all existences will interact with everything around them, so when they fight on the sea, they can't hide each other at all.

The waves of the water will make everyone look out.

Even this yellow-clothed shadow is no exception!

And as soon as this unknown enemy appeared, Xia Yuan directly locked it, and his consciousness was transmitted back, and he could cross the Heavenly Soul Grandmaster and reach the level of the divine ladder to ascend the ladder.

Apparently...

The leap in the step of "climbing the ladder" is huge, and it is not as good as the previous one, which can cross two levels.

Even this yellow-clothed shadow should be stronger than the law condensed by the Son of Heaven's five thousand dragoon forbidden army, but it can only allow him to be promoted to the level of climbing the ladder to the sky.

Realm mentioned.

Xia Yuan's twenty zhang demon body suddenly began to break through.

Click!

Click!!

Twenty zhang is forcing a hundred zhang away.

At the same time, in the process of his growth, the demon hand had already directly collided with the bone-white trident.

At this point, "sharp" is no longer a big deal.

However...

The unimaginable picture happened.

The trident was deflated.

Then, in the process of deflating, it begins to change rapidly.

Click, click, click.

An unimaginable number of bones emerged from the trident, turning into a bone-white skull giant with a length and width of at least a thousand meters.

Xia Yuan's punch took him and rushed into the skull's mouth.

Ning Bao clung to Xia Yuan.

At this moment...

In the skull, the dead qi was thick as if it had become a liquid, and it became a roaring shower, like countless needles shooting towards Xia Yuan.

Ning Bao only had time to block the dead air on Xia Yuan's left shoulder, and Xia Yuan actually accepted all the rest of the "dead air needles".

These dead gases are full of unimaginable lethality.

However, Xia Yuan's punch was also full of unimaginable lethality.

After a moment...

Xia Yuan pierced the skull and smashed the yellow-clothed shadow with a punch.

He stood at sea.

The skin began to crack with the air of death.

Boom!

A layer of paint skin is crushed.

Boom!

Another layer.

Boom!

This dead air continued, breaking through the three layers.

Ninety remaining.

After layers of molting.

The shadow of the hundred feet stood above the raging waves of the deep sea.

On the other side of him, the shattered skeleton began to coalesce, and the shattered man in yellow began to squirm and reglue in a strange way.

Ning Baoxian was born and lay on the shoulder of the Demon Shadow.

The man in yellow on the opposite side clutched the bone-white trident.

Both sides, looking at each other from afar.

Each other, it's all horror.

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PS : Without further ado, from today onwards, three more per day, after it is put on the shelves... Then increase crazily, add no upper limit, and look at the state!

Book friends who are still alive now, can they go crazy with me hitting the streets?

Xiaoshui doesn't have to do anything, he just wants to prove that he is not a waste, he can really finish writing a book, he can really write a world!

From this moment on, Xiaoshui has only one opponent, and that is himself.

Thank you for reading here, thank you for your support.