Beneath the dark sky, a tidal wave rolled up that seemed to reach up to the sky.

The slashing waves that gathered the strength of the whole body were sent out from Bai Shuo's hands, and the power comprehended from the deep sea was to be used to deal with the divine power caused by this ocean. This kind of coincidence made Bai Shuo feel a little depressed, he knew that he couldn't afford the name 'Chopping Waves', maybe he didn't need to carry it like this, how good it was to call it 'Ping'an'.

The power that filled the entire body poured out from the edge of the palm, turning into a white air knife, which slammed out with the swing of Bai Shuo's palm, and was not blocked by the air, but instead rolled the surrounding air to form a suffocating vacuum. An invisible blade of true air extended from Bai Shuo's palm, stabbing straight at the waves that crashed down in front of the raft.

Compared to the huge waves, Bai Shuo's attack was just like a needle. But it was such a small form that showed how much terrifying power had gathered in it, and the 'chopping waves' that had gathered to the extreme tore a huge gap in the tide, like a long knife sliding over the dark blue curtain, and then, as Bai Shuo expected, split in two.

The raging tide that was large enough to break any levee was split in two by the force of Bai Shuo, rushing past the ends of the raft. At the moment of passing by, Bai Shuo seemed to be in the midst of thousands of rampaging bison, and the rumbling sound was like countless subwoofers sounding instantly, and even the rhythm of his heart was taken away by this heavy tone, and his whole body trembled in violent resonance.

Fortunately, Bai Shuo's strength split a gap, otherwise Bai Shuo and the raft behind him would have been swept into the deep sea with a cloud of debris that had been slapped by the tide.

Without giving him a respite, after the tide came an even more violent tide.

Wrapped in storms and showers, this sea area is being stirred by the symphony of the world, producing a never-ending **.

It was like a tall building rising from the ground in an instant, and the black tide that made Bai Shuo's heart sink again without warning appeared in the rippling waves.

There was no other way, Bai Shuo forcibly calmed down the disordered power in his body, and once again put out a starting pose, under his will, the remaining power began to surge and sweep in his body, and in the next moment, the martial art of splitting the sea and breaking the waves rushed out from the palm of his hand again.

The sudden white brilliance tore a much smaller gap in the tide than before. In the midst of the shock, the raft was almost swallowed up by the tide, but fortunately it was not pulled into the deep sea.

Just when Bai Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, leaning weakly on the mast to bear the torrential rain, a new storm was born again from the sky.

However, Bai Shuo was no longer powerless, and just watched as the tide was so small that it was too small to fall from the sky compared to just now, and then the world shattered and darkness fell.

The memories came to an abrupt end here, and all that was left was some vague memories, the terrible feeling of being soaked in water.

I don't want to experience it a second time, Bai Shuo gasped, in less than half an hour, the violent scene of the world overturning and the earth turning upside down was engraved in his memory, which could not be erased, and every detail was so clear and full of crisis.

"What's that?" The monkey squatted on the driftwood and said suddenly, pointing his finger into the distance.

"I don't know." Bai Shuo lowered his head, facing the monkey's 100,000 whys, he was completely powerless, and he was a little irritable to deal with it.

"Look! Look! The monkey jumped over the driftwood, swaying its body with its teeth and claws, pointing in the distance.

"I said I didn't know...... Dao. Bai Shuo looked impatiently along the monkey's fingers, but the second half of the sentence stumbled and almost didn't come out.

A heterochromatic track looming in the sky was so conspicuous in the blue, like a firelight in the night, that Bai Shuo almost fell down excitedly.

"It's land! O land! Bai Shuo laughed, jumping on the driftwood more frantically than a monkey, but almost fell into the sea.

"Monkey, row quickly......" Bai Shuo beckoned to the monkey, removed two solid planks from the driftwood under him, and relayed one person and one demon back and forth, rushing towards the dew point found by the monkey.

When Bai Shuo finally climbed onto the beach, he couldn't help but lie down in the scorching sand, and fell asleep under the scorching light.

No one could disturb him to rest, and in just one day and one night, he had completely exhausted all his mental strength, and he was exhausted to death.

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"I'm going to ...... too"

Liang Chengcheng looked at the old man in front of him, who was like snow and full of mystery, smirked and stretched out his hand, and spread out his dirty palms.

The old man's brows twitched, and he turned to look at Liang Chengcheng, and the surprise in his face was covered with calmness: "What do you want?" ”

"I'll have one too." Liang Chengcheng pointed to the pen in Ma Chao's hand and said as a matter of course.

The old man was not angry, his palm grabbed it in the air and slapped it on Liang Chengcheng's hand, and when the palm was removed, Liang Chengcheng's hand had an extra silver tael.

"There's a tael of silver here, enough for you to buy ten pens." After the old man finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but Liang Chengcheng didn't let go, like a scoundrel, pulling his sleeve.

"I don't want silver, just give me a pen." Liang Chengcheng said very sincerely, as if he wanted to save money for the elderly.

The old man withdrew his sleeve from his hand without a trace, and looked at him with his eyes, as if he was scrutinizing, and as if he was a little impatient.

"I'll draw too." Liang Chengcheng smiled without a trace of fear: "You give it to him, why don't you give it to me." ”

"Brother Liang, why don't I give it to you." Ma Liang didn't want to see the two have any more disputes, and was about to stuff the pen into Liang Chengcheng's hand, but the old man was about to stop it, but he saw Liang Chengcheng shaking his head, and his eyes narrowed even tighter.

"That's your pen, not mine." Liang Chengcheng twisted his head: "I want that kind of pen, it's useless." ”

The old man slowly walked around Liang Chengcheng's body, and then saw the distorted drawings on the ground behind him.

Beasts and cannibals, hellish demons, depict an endless world of horror and distortion, containing the darkness and despair in the heart, making people suddenly irritated and unhappy.

But the old man laughed, as if he had discovered something new: "Very good." ”

"I don't have the pen you want." The old man turned around, looked at Liang Chengcheng and said, "I'll give you a chance, then go find it yourself." ”

His palm tugged at the top of Liang Chengcheng's head, as if he was holding an invisible pen and slapping it on Liang Chengcheng's palm, then turned around and laughed, and after a while, disappeared from their eyes.

Ma Liang watched the old man leave stupidly, and then looked at the pen in his hand, feeling like he had an unreal dream: "Is this real?" Brother Liang ......"

"Brother Liang?" Without a response, he turned his head, only to see Liang Chengcheng frozen there like a stone statue.

It wasn't a stone statue, he was trembling, as if he was in great pain, his face was hideous and distorted, his eyes were bloodshot scarlet, his body trembled and he fell to his knees, trembling and twitching, as if he was fainting in the next moment.

At that moment, it was not that the old man who had scratched nothing had touched anything. On the contrary, Liang Chengcheng felt that something very important had been pulled out of his soul and brain, and then given a new form and structure.

Despite the pain as if he was about to die, he was laughing, his throbbing palms clenching at something invisible.

In the pain of madness, he laughed happily and used all his strength to grasp the invisible pen in his hand, while Ma Liang beside him was flustered like an ant, not knowing what to do.

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