The bitter sea from the north end of the Xiling Continent to the north end of the Dongqing Continent, 999 million miles of white fog devouring the soul, every day is retreating, every retreat is dyed red a mile of sea water, during the floating thousands of living beings, every ten thousand miles, at night always hear the heaven and earth crying with the sad dead, even if the heart is as hard as iron, will also burst into tears, sorrow rises from it.

The Shark Fantasy Continent is independent of the vast sea spirit devouring white mist, although it belongs to the green spirit realm with the east and west spirits, but it has no contact with the two.

Only 10,000 years ago in the ancient books can be found one or two traces, but like the Xinglou such as the secret heirlooms, there are many records, every 10,000 years can be deduced its trajectory and the will of heaven and earth, looking for one or two opportunities, seeking a way.

"Master, do you get something? There is news from the clan, the heavens have changed, the little master in your womb is the opportunity of our clan, and there must be no mistakes. "A slender figure hidden under a gray robe, respectfully kneeling on one knee next to a gentle woman lying on the couch of a thousand leaves and flowers in green.

The gentle woman on the couch smiled absently, and with a thought in her heart, one elixir turned into a streamer and drilled into her stomach.

I saw that her belly was born very strangely, it was tall on one side and short on the other, although it was not much different, but it could be seen at a glance that there was still a lot of difference between the two.

"Something? Joke, I have been trapped in this merman palace for hundreds of years, and my cultivation has not been able to make an inch, these two devouring devils have been sucking my cultivation all day long, if you see these two little guys, born alive, let your real master send more elixir over. "There is something gentle on the gentle woman's face at this time, it should be flying and domineering.

The corners of the gray-clothed figure's mouth twitched under the gray clothes, that is, their Shennong clan is good at cultivating elixirs, but the elixirs of these ten thousand years are also very precious, and they are all high-level elixirs.

The gentle woman glanced at the gray-clothed man who was kneeling respectfully on the ground, her eyes flashed with disdain, and with a wave of her hand, the gray-clothed man on the ground was only a pile of ashes.

There was only tiredness and sarcasm on her face just now, she was Hua Yu, the holy daughter of the Shennong clan, a holy woman who was dedicated to Qin Tian to give birth to an heir.

Even the child in her womb is just a pawn born according to destiny. She can't change her fate, but her children shouldn't be pawns in the hands of others, even if it's her born responsibility.

With a wave of Hua Yu Qianyu's hand, a one-person-tall flower gate made of white delicate flowers appeared in front of her. Hua Yu's ten fingers flew, and one by one cumbersome haircuts flew out of her fingertips, weaving an unbreakable formation around her that was hidden in the air with a flash of green light.

A dense layer of fine sweat appeared on Hua Yu's face, and her ruddy face became extremely pale. Hua Yu pinched out the last magic decision, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the scarlet from the corners of his mouth, and staggered into the flower gate.