The sky is cloudless, the sky is clear, the golden sun is thrown into the vast sea, and the blue sky flows with a leisurely wind.

The mist of Misty Xianyu that has been scattered for ten years has finally quietly opened up unconsciously, and the heroes of Guanhai City are all rising into the sky, pointing to the fairy edge.

The distance of thousands of miles, for mortals, may be a few days' journey, but for those who have long been accustomed to the Immortal Dao Sect Martial Dao Martial Arts, who have already learned to cross the void or soar through the clouds, it is only an hour or two.

However, compared to Xu Changan, this distance of thousands of miles is not just a matter of time, but also a question of whether Lu Wushuang can be saved.

Although he didn't know who Lu Wushuang had been robbed by, he knew that the person who could rob Lu Wushuang without him almost realizing it was definitely not someone he could make an enemy.

But this time, he didn't want to give up, he wanted to try again, try again, no matter what the result was, he had to at least do his best, do his best, try the impossible.

As the Confucian and Taoist immortal Jun Shouzheng said, life is not to say that you can live better with a clear conscience, but at least you can try to make yourself work a little harder, a little more, maybe we don't have to ask whether we feel guilty, maybe that's a completely different result.

Because that little extra little bit, a little bit more, maybe it is a rare opportunity to change all fate.

Jun Shouzheng didn't say these words clearly, he just told Xu Changan that if he could work a little harder, do a little more, and think a little more, then he felt that Xu Changan had done a good job.

But although he didn't say it clearly, Xu Changan was still that smart boy after all, and he would always have his own unique ideas, so he had the idea of changing the world and changing his fate little by little.

At this moment, he has to try to change a little more in his life, with a clear conscience, to see if the results can be better.

Besides, the Fengtiandu that suddenly disappeared without a trace, Xu Changan now thinks about it, he must be going to save Lu Wushuang, if it is really as he expected, then his little bit of effort will have a greater chance of changing the situation that Xu Changan is helpless.

However, at this moment, Xu Changan, who was sitting on Xiaolan's back and riding the wind and waves on the sea, was closing his eyes and recuperating, thinking about his future path.

As early as the time of Emperor Yu's view, he already knew that he had almost no choice in his life, because he couldn't feel the aura of heaven and earth, so he could only take the path of martial arts.

But in fact, in his heart, he yearns for the swordsman, the first-class heavenly immortal of the sword fairy, the kind of peerless immortal who slashes out and the demon god is wiped out, and the kind of peerless immortal who is out of the sheath and the heaven and earth are divided into two.

So even if he accepted the arrangement of fate and was willing to be a martial artist, he still never gave up his desire to become a swordsman, so even if he was a martial artist, he would also be a martial artist with a sword.

But as time passed, he suddenly found that although sword training was the yearning in his heart, it could not allow him to quickly improve his combat power, and in this mountain world where he talked naked with iron fists, strength was the most important thing.

So if he wants to practice swords with peace of mind and become the super swordsman I aspire to, at least he must have enough strength not to be at the mercy of anyone and have the right to make choices for his life.

After all, the second brother will not be by his side all the time, so he must learn to make choices for his life and plan for his martial arts. At this time, he must use the least amount of time to increase his combat power to the maximum.

With this thought in his heart, Xu Changan began to think about those supreme martial arts that had never been seriously practiced by himself, those martial arts that seemed to be practiced in less than a breath in his hands.

The only thing he can use at the moment is the three sets of martial arts that Feng Tiandu taught him, "Qiankun One Qi", "Eighteen Chasing Shadows" and "Eight Desolations of Bloody Battles", as for swordsmanship, except for a set of "Quanxi True Solution" swordsmanship basics and "Swordsmanship", he has no available martial arts, of course, in addition, there is also the "chasing the wind and chasing the sun" that he learned at a glance and seems to be proficient in a style that is as fast as thunder.

And these martial arts are all aimed at defense, speed, moves and secret methods, but what really makes Xu Changan handy is only the blood word key of "Eight Desolations of Blood War", which may be related to his physique, because this is a secret method that consumes qi and blood to convert into qi and blood power, and it is a secret method at the cost of destroying the body, but this power meets Xu Changan, and it exerts a brilliance that it does not have, because it is almost difficult to find others in the world who have such a terrifying physique and endless vitality.

But with only these current martial arts and his proficiency in martial arts, it is absolutely impossible for Xu Changan to steal a glimmer of opportunity from someone of the other party's strength and save Lu Wushuang.

It's just that in addition, he only has the jade pendant of Gongsun Yu available, thinking of this, Xu Changan couldn't help laughing at himself, thinking about it, his only means in the end is to rely on the strength of others.

However, when he thought that it was for Lu Wushuang's life, he could only accept all these facts that he didn't want to see.

Xu Changan slowly raised his hands and began to evolve the moves of the Eight Desolations of the Bloody War on Xiao Lan's back one by one, no longer swept away with the same vigor as before, but was truly immersed in the mysterious and changeable Eight Desolations of the Bloody War.

He decided not to waste any more time, in addition to sleeping and eating, he wanted to gain more time to figure out the meaning of these martial arts, and strive to be able to master martial arts as soon as possible. Even if this distance of thousands of miles is only a few hours.

However, at this moment, above Xu Changan's head, there was an eight-jiao chariot walking leisurely. It wasn't very fast, and it wasn't very gorgeous, but no one dared to underestimate the owner of this chariot when they saw that the eight dragons of the Creation Realm had become the foot power of the chariot.

However, at this time, the sea area where Xu Changan rode through the wind and waves suddenly appeared under the sea, and many shadows appeared, and those shadows became denser and denser, and the waves of the sea became more and more turbulent.

At this time, even Xu Changan, who was immersed in the mystery of martial arts, was also aware.

When Xu Changan suddenly stood upright on Xiao Lan's body, the huge shadow between the turbulent waves broke through the sea. I saw hundreds of behemoths suddenly lying across the sea, startling monstrous waves, undulating, Xu Changan and Xiaolan were actually floating on this monstrous waves like a flat boat.

Fortunately, Xu Changan has been on the sea for a short period of time, and he has long been accustomed to the turbulent waves, otherwise his body must be overturning the river and the sea at this moment, but even so, Xu Changan's stomach is still ready to move between these ups and downs.

However, just as these hundreds of behemoths were lying across the sea, dozens of humanoid krakens rose into the air, blocking the path of the Eight Jiao chariots in the sky.

I saw one of them, a kraken who was almost no different from ordinary people, wearing armor, holding a halberd in his hand, hanging a cloak on his shoulders, and pointed directly at the old coachman on the chariot of Bajiao and said: "The bold thief dares to use the blood of the dragon clan as the foot force to pull the cart, and run rampant on the East China Sea, is he impatient, right, why don't you release the dragon quickly and come to lead the death." ”

This loud shouting kraken is the eighteenth prince of the True Dragon Hall who lives in the underwater world of the East China Sea, and the youngest son of the Dragon God of the True Dragon Palace. It has only been nine hundred years since he was born, but he is already the peak strength of the late stage of creation, which can be said to be a genius among geniuses compared to the demon clan with a long life.

You must know that the demon clan has been weak since several reincarnations in the world, and it is a race that is not recognized by the great fortune of heaven and earth, so it is difficult to cultivate, and it is even more difficult to transform into a shape.

And nine hundred years old is almost a child compared to the dragon clan whose lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years at every turn, and this eighteen princes of the True Dragon Hall have actually cultivated to the peak realm of the late stage of creation, which has to be said to be a genius among the demon clan.

This time, he was originally accompanying his brother, the ninth prince who was preparing for his immortal catastrophe, to try his luck in Mixianyu, and by the way, to increase his experience.

Unexpectedly, the first time he went to sea, he saw that someone dared to use the dragon bloodline Jiaolong as the foot force to pull the cart, and at the same time held a horse whip to control the dragon's coachman, he suddenly became angry, and vowed to kill these human races who dared to insult the dignity of the dragon clan.

Even if he knew that since the other party could control the eight dragons to pull the cart, it would definitely not be easy to match, and it might be a true immortal.

But where did the eighteenth prince, who had already been reckless and reckless at the bottom of the East China Sea, take care of all this? He hadn't bullied those demon immortals at the bottom of the sea once or twice, and he could still care if the other side was a real immortal?

Who is his father? The real king of the East China Sea, a dragon god of the Immortal King Realm, who in the entire East China Sea dares to be his enemy? What kind of cultivation can he care about the person he wants to provoke? That is, the Kun God who is also in the Immortal King Realm with his father, he has not gone to the Kun God's dojo a few times and came out as if nothing happened.

However, at this time, the old coachman on the chariot opposite him did recognize at a glance the person of the demon clan who was wearing a cloak and flying in the wind, and said with both hands: "Congratulations to the eighteenth prince, the old man just gave you a greeting, it is really the most deserving death." But please forgive the old slave for not being able to get up and salute. As for these eight jiao, they must not be put away. This is the foot strength of the young master of my family, if I let it go, I can't let this old bone pull the cart. ”

This old coachman was neither humble nor arrogant, full of confidence, and did not forget the etiquette and decency, he was actually a competent attendant butler coachman, but between his words, he turned a blind eye to the words of the eighteenth prince who came to receive his death.

The eighteenth prince suddenly burst into anger, and when he mentioned the halberd, it was a wind blade transformed by a hundred zhang of spiritual light, pointing directly at the chariot of the eight jiao from top to bottom.

For so many years, no one has dared to disobey him in the deep sea, which has been thousands of miles below. Unexpectedly, the first time he first came to the world, someone who ignored his majesty suddenly jumped out, and he couldn't be angry. So he shot mercilessly, still as unscrupulous and powerful as usual.

And the guards on his side all quietly dispersed with a tacit understanding, so as not to be accidentally injured by the eighteenth prince, and they were in a critical position and formed a formation to prevent the eighteenth prince from being taken advantage of by the villain. After all, the other party can recognize the identity of the eighteenth prince at a glance, and it is by no means an ordinary person, in case the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry and hurts the eighteenth prince, it will not be good.

But they are just acting just in case, the eighteen princes are deeply loved by the dragon god, and the life-saving magic weapon given by them is really countless, that is, there are one or two that can block the attack of the fairy king, not to mention the real immortals.

You must know that the old dragon god has no hobbies, he just likes to collect treasures, and the accumulation of millions of years is unimaginable.

I saw the eighteenth prince's wind blade roaring, and immediately touched the Eight Jiao chariot, but the old coachman didn't even lift his eyelids, and saw that the fierce wind blade disappeared by itself.

The eighteenth prince's eyebrows twisted, the dragon horns on his two foreheads shook, and he opened his mouth and roared, "Take your life!"

The eighteenth prince is like a mad demon, the halberd is in the sky, wanton and public, and the wind blade is shining brightly. However, the demon clan was not recognized by heaven and earth after all, and between the magnificent attacks of the eighteen princes, there was no trace of the power of the law, which was a pity for his cultivation at the peak of the late stage of creation.

However, the demon clan has a long life after all, and it is much more wanton than the peak of creation in the world, and they will not die for those Xu Shouyuan.

It's just that the attack of the Eighteenth Prince is just a waste of time after all, even if he does his best, almost beyond the norm, but the Wushang Combat Technique that makes the heavens and the earth roll and the sea wind rages violently is still useless.

The Eight Jiao Chariot was like an illusory shadow, and it could not be touched by the martial arts of the Eighteen Princes in the slightest.

The eighteenth prince was furious, and the whole person was a little crazy for a while, only to see him suddenly sacrifice a whisk of dust, which slipped in the sky for a while, and then suddenly wrapped up tens of thousands of wisps of silk of the Dao rules only shot the eight Jiao chariots, and then the anger in his heart did not disappear, and he threw out more than a dozen magic weapons with different powers, and urged at the same time, only to see all kinds of magic weapons colorful, the colors bloomed, and the holy light suddenly submerged the eight Jiao chariots, even the eighteen princes who urged the magic weapons themselves, could not perceive the real situation.

There was a roar between heaven and earth, the waves flew into the sky, the air waves were surging and whistling, and the waves were higher than the waves, almost wanting to destroy the withering and decaying, and inverting the heavens, the earth and the sea.

However, in the next moment, all the magic weapons of the sky and earth were suddenly lifeless, and then they shrank rapidly, turning into a beautiful thing the size of a grain of rice, which was held in the palm of the old coachman.

I saw the old coachman smile and said: "The eighteenth prince really lives up to his reputation, and it is really rare to be able to control so many magic weapons at a young age." But today, my Royal Highness still has important things to do, so I won't spare the precious time of the eighteenth prince. ”

As he spoke, he returned all the more than a dozen magic weapons that were painted as pockets to the eighteenth prince, but there seemed to be an inexplicable way between these dozens of magic weapons, which actually restrained the freedom of the eighteenth prince.

Then the chariot drove away from the sky and headed straight for Mixian Island. And no one around dared to step forward to stop it.

Even if the eighteenth prince roared and shouted endlessly, still no one came forward.

Why? Just because the old groom showed a wisp of immortal power, and he was immediately shocked on the spot.

The eighteenth prince is not afraid of the deterrence of the true immortals, but it does not mean that the other sea clan krakens dare to do nothing to the deterrence of the true immortals, they are just ordinary demon clans, ordinary minions, just a group of guards of the eighteenth prince. If the master is humiliated or his life is in danger, they will definitely help, because this is where the rule, they have to take action, otherwise the True Dragon Palace will not have their good fruit to eat.

But at a glance, this clear-eyed person knew that the old horseman had given enough face to the East China Sea True Dragon Palace, if they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and offended each other, if they really forced the other party to make a move, God knows how many people could survive, after all, people would not take care of them if they took care of the eighteen princes. And even if they don't make a move at the moment, at most they will only be beaten and scolded by the eighteenth prince. And the True Dragon Palace will only praise them, not punish them, because the unscrupulous character of the eighteenth prince is well known, and even the old dragon god has criticized it many times.

From beginning to end, the figure inside the chariot never spoke, only the old horseman came forward and said a few words, and with a light shake, he solved this unwarranted disaster.

The chariot of the Eight Jiao was getting farther and farther away, and it was no longer visible on the edge of the sea of clouds.

At this time, the eighteenth prince finally got out of trouble, but at this moment he had calmed down a little, and he already knew that the person was a true immortal, and he had no intention of embarrassing himself.

But when he thought of their high-ranking dragon bloodlines, there were their kind of foot power reduced to leading steps, and his heart was like a raging flame. Although they were only eight dragons, they were also the remnants of the dragon clan after all, and he felt as if he had been humiliated.

Suddenly, he saw a human under his huge demon whale mount, a human riding a sea beast.

With a bang, the eighteenth prince Ao Tian actually exploded on himself again, and then the halberd dragged upside down, and the light flashed, and he was instantly wrapped in supreme divine power and thousands of wind blades, and then shouted "Take your life!"

The anger that he had just calmed down and had nowhere to vent was actually piled up in this halberd in an instant. It's just that the immortal controls the blood of the eight dragon clans, and at this moment, there are even a few humans, who dare to use the sea beast as his mount, he can't bear it.

In his heart, all the races in the sea are superior and are the hands of all souls. However, at this time, when he first came to the sea, he found that the creatures he thought were superior to others had been reduced to such lowly things as foot-strength mounts again and again, how could he accept them.

He can't beat the immortals, but he vows to kill these human beings. Not only that, but there is also the sea beast that lowered his status and status, the scum who betrayed the dignity of his clan, and he wanted to kill Ao Tian, the eighteenth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

From now on, he wants to tell the world that all races are reincarnated, the sea clan is still the same, who is the real king of the world, and he wants the world to remember that the dragon clan in the abyss of the deep sea is the real nobleman of this world.

As soon as he thought of this, the halberd of the eighteenth prince, which was already struck with anger, was three points more powerful, and the space squeezed by the supreme divine power roared endlessly, and the heavenly wind that was cut by thousands of wind blades whined and roared.

At this time, Xu Changan, who was confused, had just recovered from the swaying of a flat boat, and only then did he see the end of the dispute in the sky, and suddenly ushered in this thunderous blow, and he really felt caught off guard and inexplicable.

It didn't hurt him personally, but when he thought of Xiao Lan under him, Xu Changan could only make a choice to face him head-on in a panic, and at the same time he didn't forget to shout at Xiao Lan under him: "Run." ”

Fate is impermanence, and perhaps inadvertently, you will suffer unjustified disasters. And you have no choice but to meet it head-on.