"Go back to the sea?" Demon Xiu's two bulging eyeballs stared at the woman in front of him, repeating the other party's words, "Go back to the sea?"

Hahahaha......

It seemed that what he heard was the biggest joke in the world, and the demon cultivator laughed.

At the same time, sea creatures with strange appearances continue to appear on the surface of the water.

It's really a shrimp soldier and crab general!

All the monks who escaped were terrified.

At this moment, they saw that someone could subdue the demon cultivator, and they were not in a hurry to leave for a while.

"Who is that woman, and why is she not dressed?"

"I don't know!"

"I heard that not long ago, the national teacher sealed a Surabaya god! Could it be this woman?"

"She seems to exist in the form of a spirit...... The sword in her hand doesn't seem to be mortal......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just when everyone was talking, a miserable cry came.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a big man kneeling on the side and crying bitterly.

However, they didn't pay attention to him, because they all knew that the death of Dahan's junior brother was indirectly killed by him.

"Hmph! Now I know that I regret it! Just now his junior brother tried to persuade him to leave quickly, but he insisted on going his own way! Now that everyone is dead, what's the use of crying here?"

"......" The man raised his tearful head, his eyes were full of endless remorse, and at the same time looked at him and the person who teased him just now, "What are you talking about? I killed my junior brother? If you are brave enough, you can say it again!"

"Yo he!" the person who opened his mouth to tease just now raised his eyebrows, "What, is there something wrong with what I said? I was standing next to you and your junior brother just now, and he persuaded you a total of four times, but which one of you didn't directly refuse?"

"Obviously, you killed your junior brother, when you were in the whirlpool, you were closest to him, but you didn't plan to pull him! It's you, it's you who killed your junior brother!" The man's expression was a little distorted, and he was extremely angry, "I want to kill you and avenge my junior brother!"

"......" The other party glanced at the man and stopped talking. Because he found that the man's emotions were a little out of control at this time, and if he was talking about it, I was afraid that it would really cause trouble.

Yes!

The man screamed, as if he was suffering a great deal of torture, and he held his head in his hands, and a splitting headache made him feel painful.

At the same time, the other monks present, all who were caught up in the whirlpool, had nowhere to give birth to a strange feeling.

They felt as if an extra soul had appeared in them.

"What's going on?"

"Oh no!

At this moment, everyone began to struggle, some were rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some were meditating in the hope that they could be driven out by the power of their own spirits.

Qin Zhaoyang looked at Qin Huaiyu, who was also in pain, and without saying a word, he directly stretched out his two fingers together and pointed them at the center of Qin Huaiyu's eyebrows, and then a sword light instantly entered Qin Huaiyu's body.

"Kenshintong - Hui Jian!"

At this moment, Qin Huaiyu endured the pain of suffering, sat cross-legged on the ground tremblingly, and recited with Qin Zhaoyang, "Jian Xintong - Hui Sword!"

In an instant, Qing Yuran on the side could clearly see that a golden long sword appeared above Qin Huaiyu's head.

This golden long sword turned out to be very similar to the young master's Burning Sun Soul Sword! Qing Yuran was secretly shocked in his heart, it seemed that Qin Huaiyu of the Qin family was a talent in swordsmanship, and for a while, Qing Yuran actually moved his heart to cherish his talent.

You must know that Qing Yuran also completely walks the way of the sword, but his way of the sword is a little different from the normal way of the sword.

"Old Young!"

At this moment, a voice came into Qing Yuran's ears.

Qing Yuran thought that the young master was awake, and hurriedly looked at the young master lying on the ground, however, the young master did not wake up.

"Old Young!"

The voice started again, this time the voice was extremely clear, Qing Yuran was sure that the voice came from Jiang Renbao's body, "Young master, is it you?"

"It's me!" Jiang Renbao's voice rang out, "I'm here!

Qing Yuran couldn't help but get close to Jiang Renbao, concentrating his eyes and observing, hoping to find the young master.

"I'm here, I'm in the bronze tripod!" Jiang Renbao shouted again.

"Hey, why did you get into the bronze dome?"

"I don't know, when I was swept by the whirlpool, the bronze tripod produced an irresistible force that directly brought mine to the bronze tripod. Jiang Renbao's voice was very small, and Qing Yuran needed to put his ear next to the small ding hanging around Jiang Renbao's neck.

"So, is this the reason why the young master didn't receive the control of the demon cultivator?" Qing Yuran said with some joy.

"Maybe, what's wrong with the old cat?" Jiang Renbao asked.

"It's still angry, it shouldn't be able to die! But I don't know if there will be a big problem! I didn't expect that there is a demon pill in the old cat's body!"

"I can't see the outside in Dingli, how is my body? In my close-fitting pocket, there is a white gold and black chess piece, you can help me take it out. ”

"Yes!"

Qing Yuran responded, stretched out his hand and groped carefully, and at the same time he saw that the young master's body was healing strangely with the help of the demon pill. There were three holes the size of an adult's fist, but half of them had been recovered.

"Did you find it?"

"Found it!"

"Throw it into Xiaoding!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Qing Yuran put the chess pieces at the mouth of Xiaoding, a suction force came out from the ding, and the chess pieces were sucked in with a bang.

......

At the same time, among the monks present, except for Qin Huaiyu and Jiang Renbao, who were protected, and He Xiu and Huang Feilang, who were in a coma and tied up, everyone else actually stood up at this moment.

With a sluggish expression, they slowly walked forward, and when they came to the river, they jumped down without hesitation and jumped into the Surabaya River.

"What did you do to them?" Jiang Yuhe asked, the tip of the long sword already piercing into the demon cultivator's head.

"Guess!" Demon Xiu smiled weirdly, and took the initiative to send his head forward, and the long sword completely pierced the head at this moment.

"He will only wake up if I die......! It's here!"

Jiang Yuhe's expression changed drastically, because she felt another aura even stronger than herself burst out from the palace at the bottom of the river.

"You can't be the god of Surabaya!

The moment before the skull exploded, the demon cultivator laughed.

"Who disturbed my slumber! Has the Kraken broken free from the seal?"

In the lonely palace, two large lantern-like eyes slowly opened.

"Hmm, Heavenly Demon Bead! I didn't expect that after tens of thousands of years, you are still here! Isn't my descendant dead? Are you waiting for me? Hehe! Okay, good! Then you come in, enter my body, and reinvigorate the sea clan with me!"

Click!

Thundered!

Lightning streaked across the sky, and rain poured down.

At this moment, all the Quasi-Saints and Sub-Saints of the Kongsang Continent trembled in their hearts, and they all turned their heads to look at the Surabaya Basin.

He ...... Be...... Who?"