On the black sea, the white-clothed boy tread the waves, and everywhere he went, the wind and waves were calm, and even the most ferocious sea beasts were shocked by the divine aura on the boy's body, and dived into the deep sea one after another, hiding. br>

After the Celestial Vein Watcher walked for more than ten miles, a strange change protruded on the sea.

Ahead, the tide of the sea that exuded a fishy smell surged, and a dense crowd of strange beasts and sea beasts loomed in the boiling water, surging towards him along with the waves.

At the same time, in the gloomy clouds, countless mutated birds of prey also came out one after another, flying overwhelmingly in the direction where the boy in white was.

The corners of the white-clothed boy's mouth hooked up a strange smile: "It's naïve to think that driving away some ugly monsters can stop the footsteps of this seat!"

Rumble!

His bare feet stomped heavily on the surface of the sea.

Countless blue lightning bolts spread rapidly from under his feet, and in an instant, the sea surface within a radius of hundreds of miles was all frozen by the icy aura!

On the undulating black ice, the frozen waves are like cliffs, intertwined with dogs' teeth, drawing sharp arcs in the air.

The bodies of those monsters, like a reef protruding from the ground, and like a stone sculpture under the magic of the axe, towered on the frozen sea, and the eyes of the monsters had long lost their lustre.

The boy in white looked indifferent, and his little jade hand swayed in the air.

In the gloomy sky, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the birds of prey flew all over the sky, their bodies as if solidified by sand, and the rough particles peeled off in the wisps of wind, and finally turned into nothingness.

With a gesture, the boy in white resolved the crisis in front of him cleanly!

However, he still ignored that this was no other place, this was the Youluo Sea.

Bang!

In the sky, two thunderbolts suddenly bloomed, and two huge spatial cracks, as if they were about to tear the canopy apart, suddenly flashed out, and the cracked branches spread towards the white-clothed boy like lightning.

The white-clothed boy was furious in his heart, not because of the power of these two spatial rifts, but because he had a sense of shame and anger that was calculated by the other party.

The old sword ghost chose the battlefield here, didn't he just take advantage of the instability of the space here to contain himself?

Now it seems that the old sword ghost has succeeded, because the power he released is too great, and it has intensified the reaction of the spatial turbulence, so there are these two huge and incomparably large spatial rifts!

The cold eyes looked up at the flying spatial rift, the white-clothed boy's little hand swiped forward, and the cracked spatial rift stopped spreading in an instant, and the next moment, the two cracks slowly shrank back and closed again.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was calm, and even the most unstable spatial airflow surging seemed to be afraid of the power of the boy in white, and he didn't dare to get any closer.

The boy in white stood solemnly on the frozen sea, and only after a moment continued to walk forward.

In front of the frozen sea, an island appeared, and the peak master of the Wind Spirit Peak of the Divine Sword Pavilion, Zu Qianhao, dressed in green clothes, stood solemnly on the highest peak of the island, looking at the white-clothed boy striding forward on the sea with deep eyes.

Although he already knew that this boy in white was the Guardian of the Heavenly Veins, that is, the doppelganger of the Plane God, on such a treacherous sea, he still felt a little strange in his heart when he saw a five-year-old child walking forward.

Suddenly, the boy in white on the sea was gone, and his eyes flickered, and he found that the boy in white had appeared directly in front of him!

The white-clothed boy smiled at Zu Qianhao's ghost, raised his immature hands, and his fingers indirectly danced red rays.

As if falling into a passage of time, countless red lights crossed through Zu Qianhao's line of sight, and he didn't even have time to react!

Behind him, two hundred Sword Pavilion elite disciples turned into two hundred beating sparks, which only existed in the wind for a second, and then all dissipated.

Zu Qianhao let out a cold sweat, and couldn't help but look back, when he saw the empty ground, his heart couldn't help but sink <="..

He finally realized that even if he was already the Four Law Spirit King, in front of this god, there was no chance at all!

Looking at the boy in white in shock, Zu Qianhao resisted the breathtaking coercion and asked in a trembling voice, "Why don't you kill me?!"

"Who said that this seat will not kill you?" the boy in white said coldly, "Zu Qianhao, your ancestor relied on a rotten boot to fulfill the glory of your ancestral family for thousands of years, but now because you have blasphemed the gods, not only you, but your family will pay the price of destruction!"

The immature child's voice and the divine coercion made Zu Qianhao in a strange hallucination, he could feel that his soul was collapsing, maybe the next moment, he would kneel on the ground, surrender at the feet of the gods, and beg for his forgiveness.

No, never!

Zu Qianhao's white hair was flying, his eyes were about to split, and he suddenly urged the energy in his body, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

"Carving insect skills!"

The boy in white didn't look at it, and with a little hand, a palm shadow flew directly out of the void, pulling out Zu Qianhao's teleported body and falling heavily to the ground.

Bang!

Zu Qianhao's heart fell to the ground, his whole body bones were shattered, and his five internal organs were also broken into pieces under this fall.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked at the boy in white with misty eyes, and suddenly grinned.

The boy in white couldn't help but be stunned, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and instantly drifted backwards.

However, it was too late, and above him, in the void, a small person suddenly flashed, flashing with bright light, and exploded with a bang.

Yuan Ling self-destructed!

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering roar, the entire mountain peak was reduced to ashes, huge cracks opened in the ground of the island, and the raging sea water burst high into the sky from the crack, tearing the island apart again.

The figure of the boy in white flashed, and he was already standing on the sea ten miles away.

His clothes were stained with some dust, and his face was full of cyan breath, and there was a moment of silence.

Silently, on the little finger of the boy in white's left hand, the nail cover quickly turned black, like a withered petal, falling down.

Bastard, you've ruined one of my nails!

He was careless, he wanted to subdue Zu Qianhao and investigate the movements of the old sword ghost and Xiao Qiang, but he still underestimated Zu Qianhao's will.

From the very beginning, Zu Qianhao didn't plan to live, so when he used teleportation, he actually split the main body and the primordial spirit and sent them into two spaces at the same time.

The white-clothed boy only focused on Zu Qianhao's body, but ignored the existence of Yuan Ling.

And at the moment when Zu Qianhao's body was destroyed and killed, he detonated his Yuan Spirit!

"Blasphemers, this seat will not give you any more chances, and anyone who tries to stop this seat will be killed!" The cold voice floated on the Youluo Sea, and the angry white-clothed boy strode towards the sea in front of him.