Boom, boom, boom!

The huge whirlpool that tore the heavens and the earth turned, and in the amazing whistling sound, the battleship that fell into the whirlpool was torn apart in the blink of an eye under the terrifying tearing force.

Amidst the screams of terror, the soldiers of the South Vietnamese Kingdom were like dust swept up in a storm, helpless, desperate, and terrified.

Soon, they were shattered under the terrifying tearing force, and all of them were buried in the mysterious sea on the mysterious Dragon Fishing Island.

But the miraculous thing is that under this majestic and infinite power, Zhao Hao, the disciples of Tianlongmen, and those fishermen are safe and sound. This majestic and infinite power seems to be able to feel the blood in their bodies, and it belongs to the creatures on this dragon fishing island.

Under the whirlwind, Zhao Hao's eyes were dizzy......

About half a cigarette time, it was calm again.

Zhao Hao felt that his feet had been stepped on, and his eyes were clear, at this moment, he was standing on the bottom of a calm deep sea, under his feet was a colorful coral, shining with a beautiful light, and all kinds of marine creatures were swimming leisurely around him.

Zhao Hao experienced the beauty of the underwater world immersively.

At this moment, those Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples also landed on the colorful coral.

Unable to breathe at the bottom of the sea, the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect used the Qi Control Technique one after another, and suddenly, bubbles circled them.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhao Hao shot out one after another true qi, and rushed out of the sea one after another, turning into bubbles, covering those fishermen.

Immediately, he stood still and looked around.

He doesn't care about himself, because his current cultivation is already comparable to the War Emperor Realm, he can go to heaven and earth, but he can't die for thousands of years, ignoring the rules of nature. Of course, there are still 108,000 miles away from the anti-heaven state of immortality and freedom to travel through time and space.

"Wow, where is this, it's so beautiful here. ”

Standing on the colorful and beautiful coral, all kinds of fish swam around, everyone else was nervous, only Mu Jianping was dreamy, this little junior sister of Tianlongmen had never suffered a loss or encountered danger, and she was naïve.

"Zhao Gongzi, where is this?" Mu Jianping floated towards Zhao Hao, besides, the young hero in her heart was by her side, and she felt that she didn't have to worry about any danger.

"How do I know, stupid, white, sweet!. Zhao Hao rolled his eyes.

"Silly Bai Tian?" Mu Jianping was stunned for a moment, and then smiled coquettishly: "Zhao Gongzi, are you praising me?" Seeing that Zhao Hao did not use the Qi Control Technique, his eyes rolled, so he gently squeezed Zhao Hao's side, and there was a soft sound of 'wave', and her bubbles also covered Zhao Hao.

Suddenly, his face was full of happiness.

Two people are in a bubble, feeling, so romantic.

Wang Hao on the side, looking at this scene, almost vomited a bloody arrow in his heart.

Grass!

This kind of romantic picture, he doesn't know how many days and nights he has thought about day and night!!

Buzz~

At this moment, a force wave was heard in front of him, and the entire seabed fluctuated.

Suddenly, the creatures in the ocean space were frightened and fled in all directions.

Zhao Hao's expression perked up, left Mu Jianping's bubble, and walked towards the place where Libo came from.

Not far away, a raised ancient stone was stuck with a sword.

A square sword with a good shape, releasing awe-inspiring righteousness, the sword is unsheathed, and the sword body is simple, as if it contains the baptism of endless years and has experienced endless history.

The force wave just now came from the sword, reminding them to pass.

"There's a sword there. ”

"Buried here, it must be a high-quality treasure. ”

The disciples of Tianlongmen were excited, and Wang Hao even shouted: "I saw it first." "I pounced on it.

Buzz~

Another wave of force was released from the sword, and no one could get close.

Zhao Hao used the 'Tianyan Identification' to take a look, but he couldn't see the grade of the sword, he felt that the sword in front of him was not even a weapon, but a 'person'. But he couldn't see through the profundity of this 'person'.

This sword was just under the amazing whirlpool just now, and the huge whirlpool storm must have been made by this sword.

"The old man has been silent here for 100,000 years, but I didn't expect you little dolls to meet me. ”

Suddenly, the sword shook slightly, and an ancient but not old voice came from the sword, as if it came from the eternal ancients, after all the vicissitudes of life.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

"Who are you?" Zhao Hao showed great interest on his face and took two steps forward.

"Sword God, Xuanyuan Yi!" The sword shook slightly, and an ancient but not old voice sounded again.

Xuanyuan Yi!

Zhao Hao squinted his eyes, this name is completely unfamiliar, I have never heard of it. However, this person has abandoned his body and turned the Yuan Shen into an ancient sword, so his cultivation is ...... , at least, I am afraid that it has reached a point higher than the sanctification of the flesh.

Higher than the sanctification of the flesh!

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao's heart jerked.

Nima, I have met the existence of the legendary 'Rusi Terror'.

If this 'sword' is violent, how much experience will it take? What kind of super treasure will it have to burst out? Will it directly burst out of a god-level god of Sun Wukong Erlang? It will definitely soar to the sky! The bold Zhao Hao pinched his palm, and his heart was boiling with blood.

At this time, the voice of the sword god Xuanyuan Yi sounded again: "100,000 years ago, I was the first day of the Kyushu Continent, helping the Divine Dragon Emperor to conquer the eight directions, going through tens of thousands of battles, establishing the Divine Dragon Empire, and after that, I retired and lived in seclusion on Diaolong Island, ...... as the owner of Diaolong Island."

Zhao Hao, who was obsessed, trembled again in his heart.

The Kyushu Continent, that is, a large area of the Shenlong Empire, it turns out that this sword god Xuanyuan Yi is the founding ancestor of the Shenlong Empire, grass, which is equivalent to the ancient strongman of the earth world, like the powerful existence of the soldier lord Chiyou God of War Xingtian.

Zhao Hao, who was still thinking about violent experience, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this Nima, if he punches down, he will be 100% killed. Besides, this 'sword' man is his ancestor......

"The old man is here, the opportunity is open, little dolls, who is the owner of this dragon fishing island now? He can enter my little world and obtain my inheritance. Sword God Xuanyuan Yi said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

If you can get the inheritance of this ancient god-level existence, you will definitely soar to the sky!

At this moment, Wang Hao's whole body became excited, and suddenly, his eyes turned red with excitement. His good fortune has come, his time has come, and from now on, his life is going to change drastically.

Soon, he will become a peerless genius, defeat Zhao Hao, snatch back the heart of the little junior sister, and trample Zhao Hao under his feet and humiliate him......

With infinite lust in his heart, Wang Hao ran to the ancient sword with a fanatical face and knelt down: "Great God, now the master of Diaolong Island is the master of Tianlongmen, and I am the eldest disciple of Tianlongmen, please give me a chance." "The master of the Tianlong Gate is the master of Diaolong Island, he is the great disciple of the Tianlong Gate, and in the future, he will inherit the position of the master of the sect, so he is qualified.

"The master of Fishing Dragon Island is the master of Tianlongmen, so what am I?"

At this moment, Zhao Hao smiled faintly, with a seaweed in his mouth, and with a cynical look on his face, he also walked to the sword: "Sword man, it's me." ”