Under this press, the sea surface is as usual, but Ling Haochu is in this sea water, leaving a trace of divine consciousness, he is cautious, this trace of divine consciousness seems useless now, but it is very likely that it will play a role in the near future.

The divine consciousness merged with the sea, and it was difficult for people to detect it at all.

After doing this, Ling Haochu's eyes were immediately filled with bloodshots, and in an instant, his entire pupil was completely replaced by a fine blood streak, which looked quite terrifying.

With these eyes that contained the origin of the prohibition, Ling Haochu looked at the sky, and at this glance, his expression immediately changed!

The pitch-black sky was shrouded in layers of thin mist, which could not be seen by the eyes, and even the divine sense could not see clearly, only Ling Haochu could see all this clearly with his forbidden origin eyes.

"One floor............ Three-storey ............ Seven layers of ...... "The fog in the sky, although thin, is full of seven layers, and the seven layers of fog envelop the entire Danhai, boundless, like a huge bowl upside down, covering the Danhai and the earth.

Above the seven layers, there was a compass, which was illusory, slowly rotating, and emitting bursts of coercion on it, merging with the seven layers of mist.

"This compass is illusory, not real......", Ling Haochu's eyes froze, and when he looked at it, he faintly saw that there seemed to be a wisp of breath on the compass behind the seven layers of fog, spreading and connecting to the distant Danhai Sea.

"The center of this array should be turned into a real thing, and ...... in that position" Ling Haochu contemplated, looked at the depths of the Danhai Sea, his eyes flashed, and he thought about it.

His forbidden origin, if he wants to complete the transformation of his true body, he needs to absorb a large number of different prohibitions, and now this forbidden array that envelops the entire Danhai has never been seen by Ling Haochu, and he can't help but feel a little moved.

But this heart was quickly suppressed by him" The right hand was raised in the sleeve of his eyes and waved, and behind him, two huge eyeball pupils appeared, these pupils were illusory, but the red light flashed, "but the darkness seemed to be dispelled a little."

After these two illusory bloodless huge pupils appeared, Ling Haochu immediately sat down cross-legged, staring at the sky, his eyes flashing with a deferential color, he wanted to break this forbidden formation as quickly as possible.

As his eyes deduced, the pupils of the two giant arrows behind him also exuded bursts of deference, "Staring at the sky, looking for a way to crack the seven layers of fog."

Slowly, Ling Haochu's eyes were more bloodshot, and the same was true of the two huge pupils behind him.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half an hour, and the three of the white tigers looked solemn, looking around cautiously, "For Ling Haochu's Dharma protector, whether the three of them can go out depends on whether Ling Haochu can break this formation."

After another half of the incense time, Ling Haochu's eyes showed a fine light, his right hand suddenly raised, three fingers in a row towards the sky, each finger fell, and in the two huge pupils behind him, "there will be a streak of blood scattered, and with Ling Haochu's fingers going straight to the sky."

Outsiders couldn't see it, but what Ling Hao saw at the beginning of his eyes, his three fingers, the bloodshot that flew out of each finger, all walked into the gap of the first layer of thin mist, and the three fingers fell "Those three filaments completely rushed into this first layer of mist, intertwined with each other" to form a circle.

This circle is exactly the small hole in the first layer of mist, which is thin and there is no mist!

"Seven layers of mist, each layer is circulating and moving, if you want to break through this formation, it is ...... difficult", Ling Haochu groaned, his eyes looked at the sky, and after waiting for a while, he suddenly raised his hands at the same time, and played nine times in a row, and every time he popped out, a thin red line would fly away.

But seeing that these nine thin lines looked at Ling Haochu's eyes, they suddenly penetrated the first layer of circular small holes that he had framed with forbidden thin lines, and after penetrating this small hole, the nine thin lines immediately divided into four, and in the second layer of mist, they found the same thin place, which connected with each other and formed a second circle!

At the same time, the remaining five red blood threads penetrated the circle of this second layer, and in the same way, the same circle hole was arranged within the third layer!

In this way, the first three layers are equivalent to being found by Ling Haochu to find a way to break out!

All this, Bai Hu and the others couldn't see it, and the three of them at this moment looked quite solemn, sometimes looking at Ling Haochu's eyes, and also with anxiety, after all, a lot of time has passed.

Until now, no monk from the Green Demon Continent has appeared, this kind of thing is too weird, like the calm before the storm, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

Ling Haochu's expression was calm, most of his mind was condensed on the seven-layer forbidden formation, the more he deduced, the more majestic this prohibition gave him, and after the fourth layer, the kind of thin small holes that existed like the first three layers were even rarer, and even if it was derived, it seemed to be difficult to find.

But Ling Haochu has the origin of prohibition, he not only relies on derivation, but also relies on the gaze of his origin, under his gaze, all the prohibitions in heaven and earth are the same.

After another half a moment, Ling Haochu's eyes flashed in the first three layers, his hands quickly raised, and he popped out seventeen times in a row! Seventeen blood-colored filaments galloped away, descending into the sky, directly penetrating the holes of the first three layers, and in this fourth layer, six filaments were connected, and from the dense mist, a finer circle was solidified.

The remaining filaments galloped, connecting within the fifth layer, so that the first five layers, all appeared through the circle holes.

But at this time, suddenly the Danhai roared, and the sea roared suddenly, and the sound was earth-shattering, and the whole sea seemed to be divided into two halves, with a long line as the center, and rumbled to both sides.

This scene was too sudden, there was no sign before, so that the expressions of the three white tigers changed greatly, and they all looked at the moment when they were about to exert their magical powers, the pupils of Ling Haochu's eyes contracted, he barely hesitated, his body stood up violently, and the huge two pupils behind him quickly dissipated, Ling Haochu's big sleeves flicked, and the wind swept the three white tigers, and his body turned into a long rainbow and rushed to the sky in an instant.

At the moment when Ling Hao first rolled the three white tigers and went straight to the sky, an indescribable terrifying sword aura erupted from the thin line on the surface of the sea that seemed to divide the sea water into two halves.

This sword is slashed from the bottom of the sea, and it can actually split the seawater, and its power is earth-shattering!

The sea roared, and at the moment when the sword shadow completely cut out of the sea, the sea roared, and it was completely divided into two parts, a huge crack, and between the two seawaters, you can see the pitch-black underwater earth from within it.

This sword shadow, which is tens of thousands of zhang long, dug into the sea, slashed the sky with a sword, and went straight to Ling Haochu The four people roared, and at the moment of feeling this sword intent, the faces of the three white tigers suddenly turned pale, especially the Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu were seriously injured, and at this moment, blood suddenly spurted out, and their eyes showed horror.

"This is the way of the sword!!! I don't cultivate the artistic conception of heaven and earth in my life, I only cultivate a sword, melt the sword with my mind, melt the sword with my body, destroy all the heavenly phases, and even treat myself as a sword!

This...... This...... There are such extreme monks in the Green Demon Continent!!" Xuanwu was well-informed, and gasped at the moment.

The sword shadow was extremely fast, and it was approaching in an instant, but Ling Hao had just taken a step forward to fly out, and almost at the moment when the sword came, he took the three white tigers to turn into Changhong, and rushed directly into the small hole in the first layer of mist, without the slightest pause, and the connection penetrated the second, third, fourth, and fifth layers!

Behind him, this sword shadow suddenly slashed into this forbidden formation, roaring and whirling, but seeing that the first three layers of mist of this formation were swept away by this sword qi, it immediately collapsed, and the aftermath collapsed, with the will contained in that sword shadow, it rolled to the fourth layer, causing the fourth layer of fog to also collapse!

One sword, destroying the four layers of prohibition, the power of this sword, even Ling Haochu couldn't help but gasp. At this moment, in this fifth layer of mist, he clearly felt that this layer of mist shook, and there was a faint sense of extremely domineering, like heaven and earth, the will of the sword alone, rushing in, blasting into Linghao's original heart.

Ling Haochu took a deep breath, this will was just an afterthought, but the domineering in it, Ling Haochu clearly felt it.

"No matter what kind of cultivation this person has, but with this sword alone, he must be a great person in the Green Demon Continent!", Ling Haochu's eyes flashed, and the three white tigers who were shocked by that sword, their eyes were full of red light, and bloodshot occupied all of his eyes, turning into a long rainbow and heading straight to the sixth layer.

The sixth layer of mist was already quite thick, and there was no gap in it, but in Ling Haochu's gallop, he saw that his hands were constantly pinching, and one after another forbidden blood streaks roared, weaving a fine silk mesh in front of him, and after a few breaths, he suddenly touched the sixth layer of mist.

With a bang, Ling Haochu took the three white tigers and forcibly broke into the sixth layer!

"The clouds are not talented, thousands of mountains are coming, why should this Taoist friend leave in a hurry!" A deep voice swirled on the surface of the sea, but saw the sword shadow that had destroyed the first four layers of fog, turning into a monk in Tsing Yi.

The monk looked like a young man, dressed plainly, with no embellishments on his blue shirt, and long hair draped over his shoulders, looking very flowing.

He was extremely handsome, but he looked full of coldness, and in his hand, he held a seven-foot long sword, which seemed to be turning in the dark night, glowing with a cold cold light.

What is coming is not Yunkong's deity, but a sword intent clone, although it is a clone, it has nearly sixty percent of its sword intent!

As he spoke, Yunkong raised his head, stepped lightly, and went straight to the fifth layer of the mist! His right hand was even raised, and the sword in his hand swept towards the sky.

In this sweep, a crescent moon sword shadow roared, heading straight to the sky, and the fifth layer of the invisible mist suddenly collapsed, making this cloud sky see at a glance, the white-haired Ling Haochu who had just rushed into the sixth layer and turned around to look at him coldly!