Xu Changbai, who was alone and looked extremely lonely, stood at the bow of the boat, standing in the wind, the sea breeze blowing his clothes and hunting.

On the Xu family's boat, everyone else was far away from Xu Changbai, and they were very afraid of him.

Suddenly, she saw two disciples come to Xu Changbai, handed Xu Changbai a map, Xu Changbai looked at it for a while, as if this map was not what he wanted, coldly tore it up, and threw it to the two disciples standing in front of him.

The two disciples picked up the torn map and left dejectedly.

Ye Xiaoshi could see Xu Changbai's angry appearance clearly.

However, she could not hear the conversation between them.

"What does Uncle Xu want? Is it a secret map of the Vortex of the Gods? ”

She didn't know how much she wanted to appear in front of Xu Changbai immediately, to see if the wounds on his body had completely healed, she looked at his eyebrows, looked at his stinky face, many people hated Xu Changbai for pulling his face all day long, cold and impersonal, and very annoying.

Ye Xiaoshi liked it very much.

She knows what kind of person Xu Changbai is, no one else knows, Xu Changbai has an indifferent face, but he is afraid of being hurt, he has a fiery heart, but he is overwhelmed by the cruelty of reality.

She sat on the beach, playing with the conch in her hand, just holding her head and looking at Xu Changbai.

And so it went until evening, when the moon climbed into the sky again, and the stars filled the night.

Under the influence of Luo Huang's Heavenly Sacrifice, the Divine Vortex actually slowly stopped, and its speed became slower and slower, and the monks on the surrounding ships, whether old or young. Still how high the realm is, they are all frightened by Luo Huang's heavenly sacrifice ability.

Especially the Nine Great Families, they really knew the power of the Heavenly Sacrifice. And what does it mean that Luo Huang can do this.

Xu Changbai's father, on Longyan Island, saw all this through the teleportation gossip mirror, his eyes were like eagles, and he punched the table in front of him. The incense burner on the table jumped up and fell on the table, and the ashes of the incense burner spilled on the table. Some fell to the ground.

"Damn, how can Luo Thirteen's life be so good, among his descendants, there is actually a person who has entered the Divine Tower. Obtain the bloodline of the King of the Realm. It's not fair. It's not fair. ”

This middle-aged man, who looked to be in his forties, had a hideous face because he was too angry.

"Humph! Even if you have such a descendant, it's just a girl, and when it's time to let Xu Changbai marry her, it's not a member of my Xu family. ”

Xu Changbai clenched his fists tightly, thinking about what to do next.

His ambitions are not small, not only in the actual domain control of the Nine Domains of Shenzhou. What's more important is heaven, where he is striving for. He always remembered a person who could only be rescued when he was in heaven.

He owes her nothing but bringing her back.

Not only did Xu Changbai's father come to Longyan Island, but for the importance of this Divine Vortex, the clan leaders of the other nine major families also rushed to Longyan Island at the same time, they would not go to the Divine Vortex, that would be too risky.

They are in high positions and have a lot of lifespans, and it is not worth the risk.

The Wei family, the Ouyang family, the Luo family and other nine families, they all knew that the other party was on Longyan Island, but they didn't have too much contact, the battle for the Divine Vortex Holy Land had just begun, and when the Holy Land Fruit really appeared, it would be the time when the competition was the most intense.

The Nine Great Families, including the Luo family, didn't know that in the Nine Holy Lands, unless there was a Holy Lotus seed in the body, they would have a chance to get the Holy Weapon, and for others, this chance was too small and too small, and it was almost impossible to get some benefits in the Holy Land at most.

Only faith knows, because the existence of the Nine Holy Lands is originally created by these creatures in the dark of them, waiting for those who are destined to do so.

Longyan Island suddenly became lively.

This is a relatively remote place in the Dragon Domain of the East China Sea, although it is very famous because of the Divine Vortex, but there are not many cultivators who come here, many inns are empty all year round, many are closed, and there are only two inns on the island.

Now, with so many cultivators pouring in at once, it suddenly became crowded.

The merchants' sense of smell was acute, and soon some merchants came by boat from the islands near Longyan Island, bringing all kinds of things that the monks needed, and some of them had strong funds, and directly rented shops and opened taverns.

Monks are also human beings, not wood that excludes seven emotions and six desires.

Many forces went to the Divine Vortex, and the news that the Divine Vortex would have an ancient land, one of the Nine Holy Lands, appeared, and it also spread far and wide, and with the news network of the Cultivator Alliance's branch altar, it was transmitted back to the Cultivator Alliance headquarters.

The strange thing is that this time the Cultivators Alliance did not send monks to appear, and they did not even increase the manpower of the altar, nor did they specifically target the commercial activities of this behavior, as if they were completely out of the matter.

This made the altar master of the East China Sea Dragon Domain Cultivator Alliance very disappointed, he thought that he could rely on this matter to increase his status and income, but he didn't expect that the series of suggestions handed over to him would be like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Humph! They don't go, I hire someone to go. ”

This altar master is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, he has been in this realm for more than eighty years, and now he is more than three hundred years old, he is anxious, he wants to get more cultivation resources, but this place is really remote, where can he get good things.

The headquarters of the Cultivator Alliance ignored his request, and he took a bold risk, pretending to take the orders of the headquarters, and sent more than twenty experienced seafarers in the branch altar, plus three high-ranking monks, and himself to set off for the Divine Vortex.

The legend of the Nine Holy Lands is known to everyone in the Nine Domains of Shenzhou.

The ethereal immortals, the holy weapons and immortal intent left behind, are in the Nine Holy Lands.

Immortals, the most admired in the hearts of countless monks.

Their ultimate goal is to follow the footsteps of immortals, break through the limitations of the physical body, shatter the void, and step into the sky, so as to have a broader vision and an almost infinite lifespan.

The second half of the night.

Luo Huang is still on the blood lotus, carrying out the heavenly sacrifice, the blood-colored dance, and every breath is affecting the whirlpool of the gods.

At this time, the heavenly sacrifice and nearly two-thirds of the way have passed.

All the Luo family, even those who hated Luo Huang deeply before, all prayed that Luo Huang's heavenly sacrifice could be successful.

They understand the weight and pain that the people in the heavenly sacrifice have to bear.

Luo Huang is ruthless and vicious, selfish and ruthless, and she is also the undoubted pride of their Luo family, which cannot be denied, they are not as good as her.

in seawater.

It's not calm, either.

Many weak sea beasts, feeling the danger and blood, fled one after another, and waves of undercurrents surged under the sea.

At the same time, the powerful sea beasts in the depths of the seabed in some farther places, these sea beasts are often the kings of a sea area, their lifespans are often more than five thousand years, and their strength is almost stronger than that of the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

In the seawater, it is their world.

These powerful sea beast kings, attracted by the aura of holy weapons emanating from the whirlpool of gods, rushed to this domain one after another.

(To be continued.) )