Of course, the ocean can't be like a living thing, but at this moment, the feeling that Ye Qingxuan has vaguely come to life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but a real touch.

The warmth you feel when your fingertips pass across your skin is the shiver that arises at the sight of an unimaginable behemoth.

The ocean certainly won't be alive unless something brings it to life.

There is only one worst-case scenario......

- Leviathan!

Leviathan had woken up early, and had returned to a kingdom that was inextricably intertwined with itself.

At the thought of facing a natural disaster that had completely awakened, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel fear.

This is not a hundred-eyed person who came all the way from the etheric realm and came to the material realm after layers of consumption.

This is a terrifying monster that is active in the material world itself, and the strongest of the four living creatures symbolizes the sea.

Even if he is better in terms of position, the hundred-eyed person who essentially represents the rules and the Great Source, with the power of the Holy City, Ye Qingxuan dares to beat a side drum and brush up on his resume, but he definitely doesn't have the courage to resist the punch of the hundred-armed giant head-on.

This time, there was no Pope and Ye Lanzhou by his side to restrain him, and what he had to deal with was not a god that was transformed by nothingness, but a monster that really existed and ravaged the material world for thousands of years.

In its heyday, the waters of the seven seas found its place wherever they went. The ocean is its territory, part of it.

It is the ocean.

Thankfully, it shouldn't have woken up yet.

Otherwise, the frenzy would have swept the entire world long ago, drowning all continents into Zeguo. At present, the only one who is unlucky is Anglo.

And this sea of no light is probably already in its body.

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly.

Then he heard the singing.

That's déjà vu

The song of a childlike echoes in the ocean, like a long whale song, echoing in the dark deep sea that is difficult for humans to reach. Following the connection of music theory, it sounded in Ye Qingxuan's ears.

"The king and his accomplices took the empress captive and imprisoned her in a dream......

Where should we wander when we have the power? Roar, thousands of hands, hang the sails high! Pull, thief and beggar, we will have eternal ......life."

The song like a nursery rhyme is listening to it at the moment, but it is so poignant. The momentary trance dissipated into the distance, and if you listened carefully, it was already difficult to hear, but it sounded faintly, and it was impossible to tell whether it was an auditory hallucination or a real one.

The song was like a ghost, echoing in my heart.

Ye Qingxuan's eyes drooped.

It looks like it's time to prepare for the worst.

But until then......

The nomadic mountain roared, rolled the waves, suddenly jumped out of the sea, opened its mouth, and bit down towards Ye Qingxuan!

The countless scales trembled, piercing the wind, and a poignant melody was deduced. The beastly nature, which was so pure that it almost condensed into substance, diffused out of the shell, and everywhere it passed, it was like a sharp blade, cutting through the layers of music theory, chewing into pieces, and growing fierce.

It's just a blink of an eye, and the fishy wind is blowing in your face.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, his fingers plucked the strings, and he did not resist the huge mouth that was about to engulf him.

In the spread of the sound of the piano, the ether was turbulent, and instead of resisting, it gathered its strength from the sea and 'gently' pushed the nomadic mountain to help it soar higher.

Add fuel to the fire.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's movements made the son of the phoenix who was nervously watching the battle almost scream, but in the next moment, he saw the nomadic mountain roaring, and under the light push, the huge body rose several meters, and it seemed to be even more ferocious, but the bite that was originally enough to break Ye Qingxuan's body to pieces passed by him, and the huge and heavy body fell into the sea again, splashing a huge wave.

Aside from the hurricane and foul-smelling mist, it didn't have any effect at all.

Subtle!

The son of the phoenix hammered his palm, and the heart that was originally held was slightly lowered: although the nomadic mountain is terrifying, it is only a demon after all, and he doesn't even understand language and music theory, and can only fight by instinct.

Ye Qingxuan's purpose is not to defeat, but to delay time, he can walk calmly, avoid its edge, and easily delay time.

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but shake his head.

It's not that simple.

The beast is easy to fool, but if it is provoked...... It will only be more troublesome.

In the next moment, an impossibly thick mist evaporated from the ocean.

The hurricane unleashed out of thin air, bringing with it the smell of calamity in the distance.

The whole world was filled with a terrifying mist, and there seemed to be countless sand and gravel in the mist, and just by breathing, I felt that my heart was filled and it was difficult to swallow.

Then, in the gloomy mist, a pair of eyes burning with beastly light lit up.

That distance, it's ...... A stone's throw away!

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously raised his hand, and the strings sounded. The shadow of the moon in the sea suddenly rose and loomed in front of him.

Then came a sudden burst of loud noise, and the turmoil that followed.

The moon shadow was shattered almost instantly in that terrifying impact, and Ye Qingxuan's body flew backwards, finally stabilizing his body, and then quickly fell downward, flying out to the right, as if dodging the terrifying attack of some tarsal maggot.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, his figure dragged out many intermittent silhouettes, and with his guidance, those silhouettes seemed to be alive, flying in the air irregularly, difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

But what is even more terrifying is the huge mouth that came out of nowhere.

Tear apart the phantoms in the sky one by one.

-- It's a nomadic mountain!

The blue moon finally bridged again, and the light suddenly broke through the fog to reveal the truth.

A suffocating truth.

In that thick mist, the nomadic mountains had risen from the sea...... Flying in the sky!

"Shouldn't the sea monster be in the sea?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: "It's okay to even fly, this is a bit of a foul, right?"

Whether it's annoying or not, the next nomadic mountain becomes ...... It's getting more and more troublesome. Not only did they fly into the sky, but they also became more and more cunning.

Several times Ye Qingxuan was in danger, strangled by it, or swallowed in his mouth.

He didn't want to try how horrible the stomach acid of this thing was.

He had never imagined that a monster of such magnitude could be so agile that it was as if it had no weight of its own.

But the hurricane set off by the heavy body really overwhelmed people.

In the face of such a huge enemy, not to mention a head-on collision, even if it is rubbed to the corners and corners, it will also be sliced to pieces by the fast scales.

Not to mention the miserable green miasma that continues to seep out.

No other weapons or music are needed, the Nomad Mountain, in its own right, is the most terrifying threat.

At this time, he felt a pity, how good would it be if he was a master of the School of Change?

Wind, fire, thunder and lightning are coming soon, and if you advance to become a war musician, or some other special profession, you don't have to back down.

Among the Seven Musicians, the one that is best at destroying and building is the Variation faction, and the one that is best at attacking and cooperating is the summoning faction...... But Ye Qingxuan's special game is a forbidden faction that focuses on defense and music theory. If you fight a positional battle, it's naturally okay to go head-to-head with this kind of monster, but once you get into someone else's home field, you will feel powerless.

Thankfully, he had another way.

In that thick mist, Ye Qingxuan quickly dodged the attack of the Nomad Mountain, but just as he was staggering, the clothes of original sin suddenly changed, and the exoskeleton module from the Gospel armor brought a huge force at that moment, like iron pincers, forcibly ripped off a huge scale from the head of a huge snake comparable to a house.

The scales tore through the wound that had just healed, and the pain seeped into the marrow, almost madness.

Ye Qingxuan didn't please either, even after being cushioned by the layers of the original sin clothes, his arm almost lost his sense and fell into numbness.

In that sharp hissing, Ye Qingxuan casually threw away the terrible scales that were the size of his own, and said towards the furious nomadic mountain:

"It's too much trouble to be in the sky all the time. ”

He paused and smiled meaningfully:

"-How about we go back to the sea?"

In an instant, countless illusory seawater fell from the sky, like the wrath of the gods, pouring down the flood that exterminated the world.

And the sea rain that fell from the sky, but it was so cold, like a cold winter.

The mournful melody lingered in the torrential rain, poignant and low, whispering mournfully.

With pain as a hint, "The False Sun" reveals visions.

"Winter Journey", played. (To be continued.) )