The white figure carried a frenzied storm, and the sword qi hovering in the meridians of the legs burst out with a powerful force, tearing the sea into a breathtaking huge ripple.

A little light rises from the sinking sea.

Then it turned into a white rain of light from the sky.

The ice picks in the sky surpassed the speed of sound the moment they broke through the sky, and they covered Ye Ran with invisible ripples that broke through the sound barrier.

……

The sea is nameless, it has been there since time immemorial, and it exists mightily.

The demon dream is nameless, born from the sea, and is named after the sea.

The god of the sea does not know where he started or where he will end.

The sea god was born to protect the sea, and as long as he is there, the sea is calm.

One day, the sea god suddenly became a little confused about the meaning of his existence, so he rolled up a strong wind and blew huge waves.

Because of this, people knew about the existence of the god of the sea, and then there was awe.

Worship.

Worship God, ask God.

It became a grand event, year after year, and one day, Poseidon's brain twitched again, and he suddenly became lonely.

Then the wind blew again and the waves blew.

Again, people were terrified.

Worship God, ask God.

None of them can calm the loneliness of the sea god.

People panicked, prayed, prayed, but those lamenting sighs could never reach the ears of the sea god.

Then, people came up with a way to convey their voices to the god of the sea.

Living sacrifice.

Cruel and ruthless, but it was the cruelest answer that people at that time could get after trying their best.

One person was chosen.

A woman who has no father or mother, and only one lover.

This woman is not cute, she is thin and small, and there are some freckles on her face, perhaps, people just need this microphone, so they are selfish and push out this weak woman.

Whatever the cause, the woman became a living sacrifice.

Then, became the wife of the god of the sea.

……

The Imperial Spirit Fire burning beside the scales only holds part of the Seagod's calmest and most objective will.

It will not be swayed by the emotion of unnecessary thoughts, nor will it make wrong judgments.

The scale is a piece of scale belonging to the shoulder blade of the right shoulder of the sea god's body.

So the two of them together are part of the sea god.

The miserable white ice pick instantly broke through the distance between the two and arrived in front of Ye Ran.

Ye Ran's mind flashed back to that part of the information about the sea god, and then he hid it, and the figure suddenly disappeared into the air, leaving only a faint ripple in the air, the sea, and swirling.

Ye Ran's speed is very fast, so, how fast is it?

Breaking through the speed of sound? That's impossible.

Even with the sword qi protection body, Ye Ran's body still couldn't break through the air barrier, because in that case, it was his body that couldn't bear it first.

So, what did he rely on to avoid the ice picks that were coming from the sky, breaking through the speed of sound every second, making people feel chills when they looked at it from afar.

There is only one answer.

--- will be a second of time, chopped!

In Ye Ran's eyes, all the icicles must have different speeds with the strength of the demonic power, and in an instant, he judged the falling speed of these icicles with his powerful intuition, and then counted everything into his mind and turned it into instinct.

Bang bang bang!

A large number of ice picks smashed into the sea, blowing up big waves, and in the big waves, a white-clad swordsman scurried along, his body looming, as if he would be swallowed up by the waves in the next moment, but you can always see his figure floating in it.

Mihae covered her mouth tightly, her eyes widened, and she always pursued the young man in white, she didn't want to blink, she was afraid that she would lose the other party's figure in the blink of an eye, in that case, she felt that she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Monsters.

This is the only thought on people's minds, the sea of turmoil that is rolling wildly, and the young figure in it is so small, but the fierce thoughts that swing from him have always stimulated everyone's eyes.

Puff, puff.

The wanton and chaotic storm seemed to affect even the people of Shioka, so all the people of Shiokasheng came out of the sea and landed on land with a strong sense of curiosity.

“……”

The body of the scales and the will of the sea god are combined into one, and only the indifference of the high is left, which is the indifference of being worshiped as a god for many years, and at the very least, he really regards himself as a god who controls the life and death of human beings.

Crack!

There was a sudden muffled sound in the sky, a drowsy feeling struck, and a cloud that was extremely black in the night sky spread out around the scales.

Then, countless white thunderbolts rained down.

Between the sky and the sea, it seemed to form a terrifying, purgatory cage made of thunder and lightning, and the terrifying rumbling sound really shocked everyone's eardrums, and the blazing white light shone out patches of miserable white.

"Lord Poseidon, are you angry?"

Aihua, who came to his childhood sweetheart, whispered a sonar, but, no one responded to her.

Looking at this scene that is enough to become a superb view of heaven and earth, such as the end of the world, everyone is silent except for silence, the sky is majestic, and these ordinary people are involved in it, and they don't think about it except death.

So when they saw the occasional white figure of duckweed, they were shocked and frightened.

Frightened by the presence of such humans.

Because they don't understand, they are afraid.

The indifferent snake pupils condensed into a line, and the terrifying vision far beyond ordinary people was always staring at Ye Ran, and he never left, even if Ye Ran lost his figure in the field of vision of ordinary people, with his eyesight, he could still see Ye Ran's trace.

However, being able to see it does not mean that the mobilization of demonic power can keep up.

He has the vision power of the sea god and the consciousness of the sea god, but he has lost the terrifying complete demonic power of the sea god.

Otherwise, it will not only create this small piece of thunderstorm.

The sword rises.

The cyan sword shadow instantly seemed to have broken through the shackles of space, directly crossed the thunderstorm, and appeared in front of the throat of the scales in its shocked face.

At this moment, the brilliant sword intent in Ye Ran's eyes changed, turning into an extreme indifference, like the snow that penetrated his heart.

The sword intent depends.

Simon blows snow!

All the brilliant sword intent retreated, and an inexplicable thought poured out from the depths of his mind, with a taste of déjà vu, and he stayed in Ye Ran's spiritual sea from afar.

Fourteen swords.

No, it's fifteen swords that are even higher than that.

Even the fifteen broken swords were enough to surpass the fourteen swords.

Fourteen swords, representing change.

Ye Ran had used fourteen swords to change a variety of sword paths, which were the best sword paths in the calculation of the holy stone seed.

And the fifteen swords, which represent the end of all changes, is the end.

The trembling sound was so clear and unavoidable in the thunder, and the figure of the young man seemed to appear in front of the scales in just a flash, and the tip of the sword was sent towards the throat of the other party without hesitation.

The cane fire turned, forming a small round shield that was solidified in front of the tip of the sword.

Then, retreat!

In the blink of an eye, the scales were retreating, and Ye Ran was approaching.

The roar that wound around the sword sent a fierce sense of fear to the scales, a sensation he had experienced for the first time.

The Flame Round Shield kept stalemate with the sword qi at the tip of the sword.

One retreats, one advances.

The two of them turned into a black and a white streamer and escaped from the range of the thundercloud, but it still did not stop.

Rumble!

Until there was a loud bang, the scales felt the air behind them suddenly disappear, and their bodies slammed into an entity.

With a slight glance in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, it was the barrier of the embankment.

Ye Ran's eyes lit up, and the sword intent that was filled with silence and indifference flourished, and the shield of the sky of fire roared, and the tip of the sword broke through the other party's blockade and pierced in.

Boom!

There was no sense of reality, Ye Ran's body slowed down, and the whole person leaned against the barrier, standing diagonally, the cold sword intent had not faded, and his indifferent eyes turned to the scales that were regenerating from countless bubbles.