In the dense forest shrouded in morning mist, Liu Zhao strolled. After bidding farewell to the Quanzhen Sect, she decided to go to the shore of the Bohai Sea first.

She didn't tell anyone about the silk drawings in the jade box, and her intuition told her that this map was what those ghost cultivators had been looking for.

As for the jade box, she returned it to Mu Xin shortly after she took out the silk silk in it, and did not say anything about the strange pictures in the jade box.

The reason why Liu Zhao did this was because in Huaxia, no one had the ability to protect this map. She would rather this secret rot in her stomach than let the ghost cultivators get the exact location of the ruins.

Liu Zhao climbed to the top of a hill and took out the bronze mirror from his bracelet.

In the morning light, the quaint pattern of the bronze mirror shone with a warm brilliance, which reminded her of the former owner of the bronze mirror, the nine-tailed fox who made her grit her teeth with hatred and often worryed.

"Die!" Liu Zhao slapped twice at the bronze mirror, as if this could spread the memory of the past.

She looked around with a bronze mirror, and soon the bronze mirror showed a sandy beach by the azure sea.

Liu Zhao used the spiritual power of his whole body and quickly injected it into the scene in the bronze mirror. A burst of purple-gold light flashed, and her figure disappeared from the top of the mountain.

With her current ability, she can only teleport a distance of a thousand kilometers. When Liu Zhao stood still from her dizziness exhausted, she found herself really on a golden sandy beach!

Looking around, she could clearly see that this was not the sea area she was looking for, but Liu Zhao didn't have the energy to tell where the sea around her was, so she jumped into the sea as fast as she could.

Confirming that she was in the depths of the sea, she took Xiaoqing into the Roselle space together.

This teleportation of thousands of kilometers consumed all the spiritual power in her body, and she fell on the shore of the spatial lake, and she didn't even have the strength to jump into the lake.

While Liu Zhao sat in the space to recover her strength, she secretly rejoiced that if she accidentally teleported to a dangerous place, then her life would be in danger. In the future, it is better not to use this unreliable copper mirror.

Xiaoqing looked at Liu Zhao and Dahua, who had absorbed the chaotic qi, and it was bored and began to eat again.

After resting in the space for a month, when Liu Zhao was sure that his physical strength and spiritual power had returned to their peak state, he slowly stood up, summoned Xiaoqing, and went out of the space together.

Liu Zhao first floated to the surface of the sea and flew into the air to look at the city on the shore in the distance. After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see where I was at all.

"Hey!" Liu Zhao suddenly knocked on his head, took out the latest mobile phone from the bracelet, and connected it to the Internet.

Looking at the GPS positioning display, Liu Zhao's eyes widened, and he actually ran to the Yellow Sea!

"I'm really talented, I took so much effort to deviate!" Liu Zhao said self-deprecating to Xiaoqing on his shoulder.

The strong sea breeze in mid-air made Liu Zhao's long hair flutter in the wind, Xiaoqing stood on Liu Zhao's shoulder, feeling the unique salty and humid air on the sea, but it was very calm: "It's not bad, don't care which sea, it really let you teleport to the sea!" ”

Liu Zhao ignored Xiaoqing's teasing, took off the clothes on his body, and the seven-colored yarn he was wearing tightly wrapped around his body again. A beautiful seven-colored mermaid jumped from mid-air and plunged into the blue water.

Xiao Qing was now more than a meter long, and it followed Liu Zhao closely, swimming towards the depths of the ocean.

The sea was clear in the middle of the day, and although the water was clear, when they descended to a depth of several hundred meters, the light on the bottom of the sea was getting weaker and weaker.

As you dive deeper and deeper, the surrounding waters become more and more tranquil, and you can hardly feel the flow of the water. There are fewer and fewer underwater creatures around them, and schools of fish swim past them above a kilometer. But now, only small fish and shrimp with a small volume and strange appearance occasionally swim past Liu Zhao's side.

Having never reached such a deep underwater, Liu Zhao forgot the idea of looking for the ruins of the Dragon Palace, and playfully frolicked with Xiaoqing at the bottom of the sea.

The silt on the seabed is soft but will not be easily lifted, and in the dark seabed, Liu Zhao slowly sneaks against the seabed. From time to time, there were glowing deep-sea animals, and elves generally came to her side, just circled around her a few times, and then walked away with a faint light.

Liu Zhao only relied on his powerful divine sense to identify the surrounding scenery, while Xiaoqing relied on animal instinct to identify the direction.

Liu Zhao and Xiaoqing were quietly patrolling the bottom of the sea in this quiet kilometer, and suddenly, there was a slight vibration in the calm water!

Liu Zhao immediately stopped all his movements and suspended at the bottom of the sea, spreading his divine consciousness to the greatest extent.

Soon, the divine sense caught the abnormal vibration coming from the trench in the distance, the seven-colored fishtail flicked, Liu Zhao quietly swam there, and Xiaoqing also twisted his body flexibly, following like a shadow.

The closer you get to that trench, the stronger the shaking of the seabed becomes. The ripples spread violently, and the water twisted towards the surface.

"Not good!" Liu Zhao secretly said that it was not good, because the vibration from the trench had stirred the sea water into a huge whirlpool, and if this vibration was stronger, a tsunami would form on the sea surface!

Thinking of the bustling coastal city that he had seen from afar just now, Liu Zhao sped up his speed and rushed into the center of the shaking like an arrow.

Liu Zhaoren had not yet reached the center of the trench, but his divine consciousness had already clearly sensed that the tremor was not a natural shock, but a fight brought about by a monk.

And one of the breaths Liu Zhao was extremely disgusted, and it was actually a ghost cultivator from country R!

"These bastards!" Liu Zhao scolded secretly in his heart: "Where there are them, there is no good thing!" Liu Zhao ran the soft water decision, and under the encouragement of a large amount of water spiritual power, her speed doubled.

In the center of the trench, a large black snake with eight heads is wrapping around a giant sea clam the size of a tabletop with a bucket-sized body. Eight snake heads slammed into one place, and that was the shell of the mussel that was squeezed wider and wider.

In the sea not far from the sea mussels, a turtle with a grinding disc is fighting with an elderly ghost cultivator. Although the turtles had the advantage of terrain on the bottom of the sea, they were forced to move farther and farther away from the sea mussels by the ghost mist's constant release.

When Liu Zhao's figure appeared at the scene of the fierce fight, the big turtle immediately cried for help.

"Liu Zhao, that turtle said that the mussel mother is the eye of this sea, and if it is moved, it will cause a tsunami in this area!" Xiaoqing understood the turtle's language and said to Liu Zhao anxiously.

"Xiaoqing, you and the turtle go to help the mussel mother, this ghost cultivator will be handed over to me!" Liu Zhao had long been thinking of killing the ghost cultivator, even if there was no turtle's call for help, she would not hesitate to take action.

Xiao Qing screamed at the big turtle, and his body was like a green lightning, rushing towards the eight-headed snake that was countless times larger than his body.

Liu Zhao summoned more than 100 Ice Ling Swords, and in this pitch-black deep sea, countless Ice Ling Swords formed a sharp and invisible giant sword, silently cutting through the sea water and shooting towards the center of the ghostly mist.