"Condensation!" Xi's red lips opened slightly.

The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, but the moonlight could not shine into a radius of tens of meters.

With the crocodile patriarch as the center, everything is frozen within a radius of tens of meters. Not even the night light could shine into the space of tens of meters. The power of the other party's palm is nowhere to be seen.

"Look, this is the Great Collapse Technique!"

Hearing this, Qin Jue hurriedly radiated his spiritual power. He clearly sensed that the frozen space maintained a wonderful state.

Immediately afterward, a strange sound sounded, as if the ice was slowly breaking.

Of course, there is no ice here, it is space that is cracking.

In the frozen space, tiny cracks began to appear, and the cracks spread like cobwebs.

Originally, the crocodile patriarch just wanted to test it, and by the way, please the king of the East China Sea. I didn't expect that I suddenly became immobile, and this kind of confinement was not caused by relying on any kind of energy. It was a power that was completely beyond his knowledge.

The moment the spatial crack was created, a strong sense of fear uncontrollably arose in his heart. Use the strongest ability of your life, and at all costs to generate soul power, trying to block those cracks from approaching you.

After the spatial crack approached the crocodile patriarch, it did spread a lot slower. The crocodile patriarch's fluctuating soul power desperately resisted, that strange spatial power.

However, no matter how he activated his soul power, the spatial cracks still spread towards him little by little. He couldn't move his whole body, only his eyes could move. I watched a crack come towards me, but I couldn't do anything about it.

When the first crack spread through the crocodile patriarch's body. The entire solidified space was like a shattered mirror, shattering into countless pieces in an instant.

After the space shattered, what was left behind was a pitch-black void. All the fragments enveloped the crocodile patriarch, and all of them were swallowed by the void. The scene was silent, except for a trace in the void that could not heal for a long time.

"Who is the Lord of the East China Sea?" Xi frowned, not seeming to like the same question twice.

"Yes,,, it's the Holy Venerable!, the Holy Venerable of the East China Sea!" This time, the King of the East China Sea immediately replied with a panicked look.

"Oh!" Xi replied lightly, and then said to himself: "I haven't heard of it,,, but a Saint-level powerhouse is suitable." ”

After speaking, he ignored the crowd anymore, raised his hand and took the shark bead into his hand and observed it carefully.

A group of Sea Clan powerhouses watched the shark beads fall into the hands of others, and they didn't dare to show any strange looks.

After leaning less, Xi looked up and found that all the people on the other side were looking at him nervously. In an easy-going tone, he said, "You can go." ”

The other Sea Clan powerhouses first paid their attention to the East Sea King, and when they saw the East Sea King turn around and leave without hesitation, everyone hurriedly followed.

After all the enemies left, Qin Juefang breathed a sigh of relief, and the first thing he thought of was to observe Ye Piaoling's injuries. When I walked over, I saw Ye Piaoling sitting cross-legged, his face pale, and fine beads of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were shaking from time to time, and he was obviously suffering from a certain amount of pain.

However, he didn't know what the other party's injuries were now, and he didn't dare to intervene rashly. When he was anxious, Xi's voice sounded behind him.

"The Soul Realm Cultivator's blow is not so easy to bear, but she has a will similar to that of the Red Dust Sword. Don't worry, she'll recover in a while. ”

When Xi said this, Qin Jue was relieved.

At this time, there was an intermittent sobbing sound from the other side. Qin Jue turned his head to look and saw a group of mermen surrounding the corpses of several old men who had lost their lives in the sacrificial ceremony, crying sadly.

Deeply sorry in his heart, Qin Jue walked over silently. He stood there in silence for a long time, and suddenly he sensed that something was wrong. After glancing at the scene in front of him again, he realized that something was wrong.

Where did the merman and the saint go?

In the center surrounded by the mermen, there are nameless old men, four of whom have completely lost their lives, and one of whom has a weak breath and seems to be dying. But there was no saint in sight. He clearly remembered that after the shark bead appeared, the saint was unconscious, and the figure disappeared now.

Wu Zi looked around in confusion, and just when his eyes fell on the old man who still had a faint breath, the other party opened his eyes.

There was a shock in his heart, his body stiffened, and although his body appearance had all become old, he could still recognize that look. This dying old man of the mermaid tribe is the holy maiden Yanli.

"This ,,," Qin Jue suddenly found that his throat was dry, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

The holy woman, who had already turned into an old man, raised her arm with difficulty, and pointed her finger at Qin Jie. He slowly crouched down and lowered his head towards the other. He knew that the other party had something to say to him before he died.

"The life and death of the merman clan ,,, and the survival will be handed over to you,,, you promised!"

Looking at the old face in front of him, two tears slipped from the corners of the other party's eyes. She remembered that even until the ceremony began, she did not show a trace of timidity. She should know that this will be the result, and she is willing to do it for the sake of her people.

Qin had mixed feelings in his determination, and looked at each other with a determined look in his eyes. "Don't worry, I, Qin Du, have made an oath here, and I will definitely give the merman clan a stable future. ”

Hearing Qin Jue's words, the other party's raised arm hung down weakly. Before dying, a relieved smile finally appeared in his eyes.

According to the custom of the mermaids, the bodies of several old men and saints were placed on a simple raft and let them drift away with the sea.

After a while, Ye Piaoling finally opened his eyes. The injuries in her body have been temporarily suppressed by her, and it is not a problem to continue to walk.

Xi took the shark bead back to the boundary bead space and began to treat Xiao Ning, and the result was still unpredictable. This time, her consumption is also very huge, and she will have to cultivate in the boundary bead space for a long time.

The East Sea King's group left in a hurry, not daring to stop for a moment along the way, until they were hundreds of miles away from that island, and then they dared to slow down.

"Father, who is the other party, is it also the same as the Holy Venerable, a Saint-level powerhouse?" asked the Grand Prince of the Sea Clan, who had been following the King of the East China Sea closely.

The king of the East Sea glared at his eldest son sideways, and immediately shut up when he saw the other party. He glanced back with apprehension, and found that the group had moved away from that place of right and wrong, before he replied, "Being able to easily wipe out the powerhouse of the Soul Realm is at least a Saint-level powerhouse." After speaking, I was also unpredictable. "But there are only a few Terran Holy Rank powers, and this woman can't match all of them. Could it be a powerful cultivator of the human race's hidden cult?"

Kyushu is a vast area, among which there are many monk sects, and it is very likely that there are occasional hidden sects. But at most, it is the past that the soul realm powerhouse said, and a saint-level powerhouse is a little unbelievable.

To know how difficult it is for a Saint Rank power to arise, it requires a lot of resources to be piled up. And he is talented, lucky, and blessed. Not counting the various spiritual objects needed in it, but also a lot of divine objects alone.

With so many resources, how could they be collected without a strong sect and power.

You must know that it is impossible for the Holy Rank to rush all the way up on its own, and too much killing will definitely damage the good fortune. Therefore, it is a bit reluctant to say that the sect of hermit cultivation has the power of the Holy Rank.