Known as the island of the moon and the land of ashes, it is the waves that have been set off in the real world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This was once the closest thing to the Great Source in the material world.

At the end of the Dark Ages, when the battle between the Divine Cauldron and the Hundred Eyes in the Great Source ended, the ruins that gave birth to the Divine Cauldron drained all its power and disappeared into the deepest depths of the Aether Realm.

Like dust after being burned out, the power from the Great Source is slowly accumulating from death, waiting to return to its place.

In addition to the routes controlled by the Order, there have been lost ships that have followed the fleeting Phantom Moon at sea, deep into the mist, and found its broken wreckage.

And in that eternal silence, he saw the projection of the ruins of the ether realm—the burning vortex of destruction.

Thinking they saw the end of the world, the survivors fled in a hurry, spreading terrifying legends on the sea and land. But for the projection of the ruins, it is just a seedling extracting water.

It should have been three epochs from a thousand years ago before it would have been sufficiently supplied from the Great Source to reappear.

Until the Order threw the hundred-armed giant into it, wanting to kill the gods with the power of returning to the ruins. But the hundred-armed giant did not die in the ruins, and the ruins did not gain nothing......

After centuries of silence, it resurfaced from the Aether Realm, and its vast power crossed the Aether Sea, causing waves of terror, slowly sinking as if a fetus had been born on this world......

"It appeared a thousand years in advance. ”

Ye Qingxuan stared at the turbulent sea, groaned, and waited quietly.

But I don't know what kind of existence is born out of it?

Beyond the sea covered by silver flames, waves after waves were constantly set off.

The first thing that catches your eye is the northeast, a behemoth that is still clearly visible from the silver flames above the sea—like a forest growing on the ocean, with countless chimneys puffing out thick smoke and whistles.

It was like an iron city being dragged on the sea by thousands of warships, and the huge volume only moved slightly, and then set off a stormy wave and spread in all directions.

Now it was moored outside the sea, as if it had suppressed all the waves, and in a dead silence, the wind and waves were calm, only the countless cannon barrels slowly rose, aimed at the sky, and locked on to the people from all directions.

It's like a giant looking down with a cold eye, ready to shed thunderous fury at any time.

Asgard's weapons of war are known as the world's largest warships, the Sea Fortress. In addition, there are hundreds of search warships guarding around.

In it, the ether fluctuates one after another, without concealment. In the induction of the musician, it is like a group of stars, and with a little discrimination, more than ten masters were found from it......

This time, in addition to blockading the fleet in the Caucasus, Asgard may have pulled all the military forces at sea here.

It's like you're going to get it.

But even so, in the face of such a situation, there is still no way to start.

Obviously, the return of the ruins is in front of you, but it has not yet been formed, and the entire sea area is within the radiation range of the power of the return to the ruins, and you can't even enter it.

I can't take it away, I can't get in, I can't take it home......

It is not even possible to blockade, only this senseless deterrence.

As if seeing the angry face of the other party's commander, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing.

Even the Asgardians were not the first to arrive.

Such a huge momentum of returning to the ruins is not something that can be stopped by the countries with their intentions.

It's like hearing the bell of a rally, musicians from all over the world are still coming.

In addition to large and small warships and merchant ships on the sea, there are even several broken sampans drifting with the current, and I really don't know how they rowed here.

In order to avoid trouble, many people have shown the signs of their own schools and their affiliated forces, and looking down from the sky, there are no logos of the mathematical school and music theory, it is like opening an exhibition.

In addition to the surface of the sea, there is still constant turmoil in the deep sea.

I can vaguely see large and small shadows swimming under the surface of the sea, those are all strange beasts cultivated by the Summoning School, and many of them are even strange in the etheric realm.

Beasts have a much stronger sense of territory than humans, and although the sea area is large, it is still not enough to accommodate these monsters that usually crisscross the ocean. Even before the ruins were opened, there was already hostility between them, and some people had already begun to fight.

The sea beasts bit each other, their carapaces cracked, and the foul-smelling blood seeped into the sea, slowly drifting away, causing a dark red to float above the surface of the sea.

The sky where the Nomad Mountain is located is also not very peaceful. You know, some masters and scepters can't wait to prepare the carriage and horses and waste time, or are confident in their flying ability, so they simply fly over.

The battle beneath the surface of the sea is chaotic and complicated, and no one knows exactly how many predators are hiding. The musicians at sea are at peace on the surface, but their abilities are mixed.

It may fly in the sky, but there are no soft-footed shrimp.

At a cursory glance, there are at least a dozen masters, and even four scepters are hidden in the clouds, revealing the aura of only scratching scales, which is difficult to ignore.

They don't even need to deliberately use the movement, just revealing their own elements, and the heavy music theory is enough to distort the rules of the material world, and make them soar in the sky and overlook the earth.

And at this moment, the arrival of the Nomad Mountain also stirred up ripples of chaos in the strange situation. The people here are almost all well-informed, and who hasn't heard of the Grand Judge, who has been on the cusp of the storm in recent months?

Hand of God Ye Qingxuan.

Even if it doesn't matter what, just his own ability and the kind of luck that can be called an evil sect are enough to be wary.

The eyes of everyone who looked at him were jealous, especially when they knew that he was still carrying a mighty fleet behind him, and a chill flashed in their eyes.

Why don't you take advantage of the arrival of the Royal Fleet to deal with this threat?

On the deck of the Nomad Mountain, the white-haired young man held his palm and glanced around, as if unintentionally.

Seeing the staff of fate that suppressed the natural disaster, the corners of everyone's eyes couldn't help but jump violently, as if they were stung, and they quickly retracted their gaze.

Forget it, friend.

How much can't you think about it to hit his attention?

Even if this guy's own strength is only a master, it is enough to level the opponent under the scepter, and as for the person above the scepter...... Before he started, he probably had to take care of the iron staff in his hand and the golden halo looming above his head.

One is the symbol of the Inquisition, the authority to lash out against impurity and heresy, and the other is the golden medal of victory for the royal family of Anglo.

With these two things in hand, coupled with his ability and wrist, even the scepter had to hesitate before striking his attention, not to mention the other musicians present?

So, in the midst of everyone's admiration, the entrance of the dark warship Da Horn, ignoring the original situation, swaggered to occupy a front position, and then the steel cables quickly fell, and the heavily armed armored knights and a dozen purification musicians assembled a huge beacon on the sea surface to guide the direction of the royal fleet.

In the whole process, fleets from other countries drove endlessly to a sea area, and in the end, the entire sea area was almost covered with large and small ships, which looked very lively.

It's like the eve of the seven-fold event in the New Year's mall, and everyone has lined up overnight for laundry detergent and toothbrushes.

I don't know how long it will take until the mall opens.

Until the evening, the sea area became more and more noisy, the ruins still did not change, in the silver vortex, there was still thunder and roaring, I don't know how long it will take to gestation.

However, Ye Qingxuan, who was walking on the deck, suddenly moved in his heart, turned his head, and looked at the north of the sea.

There was a faint crisp sound.

It's like a mournful song in a long night, so pleasant, but with a chill that seeps into my bones, I am immersed in it unconsciously, as if embraced by darkness and falling into a long sleep.

For a moment, all the musicians couldn't help but shudder, and turned back in astonishment to see the mist rising out of thin air from the sea, and then a small boat quietly rowed out of it.

As if pushed by the waves, the boat that should have been in the lake traveled above the sea, and where it passed, the wind was calm, and the raging sea turned into stagnant water.

On the boat, the woman in Tsing Yi held the white jade pipa in her arms, bowed her head, and played with it casually, the sound wrapped around everyone's ears, making people's hearts stand on end.

It was obviously a small boat, but the speed was incredible, and in an instant, it had already passed most people, as if it was traveling in a frozen world, and came to the front in those stunned eyes.

Behind the girl playing the lute, at the stern of the boat, a young man with a helpless expression bowed his hand to the stunned musicians and smiled.

The long sword hanging from his waist was hung with a string of small bells, which collided with each other and burst out with a long-lasting echo.

Both of them are white hairs like sterling silver.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

In the deep sea, a giant beast was enraged, and a cold snort sounded, and above the huge shadow, a terrifying giant mouth opened, and it rose rapidly.

Seeing this, many musicians dodged away one after another, so as not to harm the pond fish. But then, the huge shadow that was rapidly rising quickly dried up.

It's like being deformed under a lens.

In the cold and sparse sound of the lute, a faint breath lingered on the giant beast, and in an instant, the giant beast quickly dried up, twisted, and finally, across the deep sea, turned into a dry bone, silently dissolved, dissipated......

I could faintly see a few mournful phantoms being pulled in the sound of the pipa, thrown into the white jade pipa, like phantoms.

Everyone gasped and shivered.

In a trance, the woman's pale side face seemed to emerge in the pipa, and through the pipa, a glimpse was cast from the yellow spring to the world, which was cold to the bone marrow.

As if unintentionally, he looked at the huge shadow of the nomadic mountain in the sky.

At the stern of the boat, the young swordsman reached out and tightened his grip on a string of silver bells on the hilt, snuffing out the sonorous sound of the sword in its sheath, and then bowed his hand to the sky.

On the deck, Ye Qingxuan smiled knowingly and gestured with his chin bowed.

Just looking at the familiar white hair, the identity of the person who came was already self-evident. If he guessed correctly, the one with the sword was the Yuan family among the nine surnames of the dragon vein, and the other one was ......

Sensing the resonance between Jiuxiao Huanpei and the white jade pipa, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly,

The instrument of the inheritance of the Liu clan - the flying yaksha.