Endless seas, blue waters.

Nine warships, sailing all the way south, riding the wind and waves, have been walking for more than ten days.

The ancestor ship of the Liu family, the largest and most powerful of the nine warships, sailed smoothly on the sea, exuding a jet-black metallic luster throughout, like a black steel beast.

Not far away, the other eight warships were less than half.

The major Jianghu sects and family forces on the eight warships, in their spare time, would look up at the ancestral ship of the Liu family on the railing, and they would discuss one by one, their eyes in awe, guessing what metal the Liu family used to build such a giant warship.

On the warship of the Cangwu Holy Land, there were three thousand disciples here, as well as a group of elders, as well as other martial arts forces who were friendly with the Cangwu Holy Land.

At this moment, Liu Tianhe and the Holy Maiden of Cangwu stood side by side, looking at the ancestral ship, the two of them looked proud, with a faint smile on their faces, on the deck, their son Liu Yaozu and several other elders' children, playing and frolicking together.

Next door.

On the sea not far away, there are the warships of the Ninefold Holy Land, second only to the ancestor ship of the Liu family, there are 50,000 people on it, 30,000 are disciples and elders of the Ninefold Holy Land, and the remaining 20,000 people are the men and horses under the command of the Heavenly Court masters such as the Ruthless Ancestor.

"This time we go to the Cloud Dynasty Island, we are going to build another Ninefold Holy Land Sect there, everyone behave well, the ancestor said, the sect master of the sect, the elder, will appear from among you!"

On the deck, a Nine Extremes Realm master under Liu Sanhai's seat, Mo Yi, said that in front of him was a group of elders and elite disciples of the Ninefold Holy Land.

When Mo Yi mentioned Old Ancestor, his face was full of fanaticism.

His name is Demon One, and there are nine other masters called Demon Two, Demon Three, Demon Four...... The Demon Ten were all the strongest in the Ninefold Holy Land selected by Liu Sanhai at that time, and they were known as the Ten Demon Lords.

In ten years, under the vigorous cultivation of Liu Sanhai, they did not hesitate to use resources to accumulate and became the top ten masters of the Nine Extremes Realm in the Nine Sacred Lands, and their prestige shocked the martial arts.

"Elder Demon One, I heard that you other Demon Lords may be brought into the Heavenly Court by the Ancestor this time, right?" asked a disciple of the Ninefold Holy Land, with an eager expression.

Mo Yi smiled when he heard this, and said longingly: "I hope so, I am not sure to enter the heavenly court, my sword intent is still close to the door, the ancestor let me go to the battlefield of the Yun Dynasty Island, kill some more people, and then I can comprehend the sword intent, hey!"

When the others heard it, they also sighed and sighed.

In ten years, in the Heavenly Court, the martial arts and cultivation of those people are like rockets, and there are many mysterious pills and weapons, they all dream of joining the Heavenly Court, but unfortunately the threshold of the Heavenly Court is extremely high.

In the distance, on a small warship, there are a group of relatively weak martial arts sects and families, and there are many masters who are scattered in the rivers and lakes, and there are also many fierce and vicious people with high strength.

This ship is equivalent to a black ship, with a gambling house, a red mansion, and a colosseum.

And most of the people on this ship go to the islands of the Cloud Dynasty to compete for opportunities and make a fortune.

At the moment, in one of the large rooms of this ship, on a high platform.

A fair-faced young monk knocked on a wooden fish, reciting scriptures, and smiled compassionately.

Under the high stage, a group of Jianghu masters were listening to his lectures, and their expressions were extremely pious.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a master of the Bitter Sea Realm rushed in with a murderous aura with a group of people.

"Thief monk, what have you done to our sect master? Our sect master shaved his hair and became a monk after listening to your lecture!" he carried the knife, his eyes cold in autumn, and glanced at the group of people listening to the scriptures in the room.

Among them, a one-eyed dragon is impressively listed, it is their suzerain, and he is majestic and kills countless people on weekdays.

But at this moment, he sat down in the young monk's seat and listened to the scriptures with a reverent face, and he didn't even look at his masters.

The young monk smiled slightly, knocked on the wooden fish, and caused a circle of ripples, causing all the bodies of the Bitter Sea Realm masters and other people who rushed in to shake their bodies, and the anger on their faces disappeared by half.

Then, he spoke: "Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma tractor, not a thief monk!"

His voice was soft and magnetic, with the slightest strange ripple.

"Donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, turn back to the shore, you sit down and listen to the poor monk tell the story of a bulldozer king......"

As soon as the words came out, the group of people on the opposite side looked in a trance, like puppets being manipulated, put down the swords in their hands, and sat cross-legged under the stage.

The young monk smiled slightly, knocked on the wooden fish, and began to speak slowly: "The Buddha said, there is no demon in the world, a generation of bulldozer kings was born, deterring the eight directions, and the eight heavenly kings under his command each have a Xuantie order, and those who get the Xuantie order will get the treasure of the bulldozer king......"

The young monk's speech was slow, and there were other power fluctuations in his words.

Offstage, the group of people who had just sat cross-legged on the ground picked up the swords on the ground one by one and began to gradient for themselves, and soon, they all became bald, looking at the monk with a reverent face.

Looking at their appearance, like other people who had already sat in the audience, they seemed to have become the most faithful believers of the young monks.

The corners of the young monk's mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile was like a Buddha and a demon.

His gaze looked in the direction of the Liu family's ancestral ship, his eyes were extremely deep, and he muttered to himself: "I go to the island of the Yun Dynasty, I hope I can find the descendants of the Excavator King......

The young monk sighed faintly: "The inheritance and treasure of the bulldozer king are too tempting, the poor monk can't help but fall into the devil's path, it's so sad...... That's it, let's do it from the heart!"

He turned around, sat cross-legged on the high platform, and continued to chant, and the room was peaceful for a moment, only his voice echoed......

At the same time, on the second floor of this ship, there was a lot of noise and a surging flow of people.

This is the Colosseum, which was formed by several families.

Those who participate in the beast fight are not allowed to use weapons such as swords, and their martial strength or spiritual power will be sealed, and they are only allowed to use fists and legs and feet.

Guo Dagang of the Corpse Raising Sect came with his disciples and sat in the stands.

"Master, this time we went to the Cloud Dynasty Island, are we really not coming back?" a female disciple asked.

Guo Dagang said with a smile: "Naturally, although the Yun Dynasty Island is not as big as Scorpio Island, it is very prosperous, and there are seven of them in the city pool alone, which is enough for the development of our corpse raising sect." ”

"Wow, that's really beautiful, I haven't seen so many cities!" the female disciple sighed yearningly.

Guo Dagang smiled slightly, his eyes full of hope.

In the past ten years, he has been hiding in Tibet, just to avoid the Liu family, and now, he is going to the island of the Yun Dynasty, so that the Liu family can no longer find himself, and he feels comfortable thinking about it.

It's a pity that there is no decent master in his corpse raising faction.

At this time, in the Colosseum under the stage, bursts of cheers rang out.

"Beastmaster, Beastmaster, Beastmaster......"

Guo Dagang looked curiously and found a young man walking into the Colosseum with his bare arms.

After that, several wolves were released from the cage.

It was a drug-fortified wolf, all of them bigger than a calf, terrifying, and covered in hair like satin.

The young man fought with the evil wolf, fist to the flesh, no wolf could get close, and anyone who was hit by his punch was either dead or injured.

The violent power and beautiful killing skills made the heroes shock and cheer.

Guo Dagang also smacked his tongue for a while.

"Could it be the Liu family's body cultivation?!"

He stared at this young man carefully, and found that he did not have the big muscles on his body like the Liu family's body cultivation, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"These wolves are fierce beasts cultivated by the Slave Beast Sect with medicine, all of them are comparable to the Bitter Sea Realm, and under the joint efforts, they are comparable to the Nine Extremes Realm, and they can't help this young man!"

"It's incredible, before this young man's was sealed, his cultivation was just a quenching realm, but the quenching realm was so powerful?!"

In the stands of the Colosseum, several martial arts seniors looked at them incredulously and commented loudly.

Then with a wave of his hand, one of his subordinates bowed down and retreated, putting a giant python into the Colosseum, which was comparable to the evil aura of the Nine Extremes Realm, which made the Colosseum panic for a while.

In the field, the young man's eyes lit up, he didn't care about the python, he rushed over directly, smashed down with a punch, the python bit it, he didn't care about it, his fist smashed into the python's mouth with people, and then rushed out from behind his head, bringing out the flesh and blood of the ground.

The corpse of the giant python fell to the ground with a bang.

In the Colosseum, there was a boiling of exclamation, and the cheers were deafening.

The young man smiled slightly, and said to himself: "The ninth and ninety-ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, there is still one layer left, and you can break through ......."

In the stands, Guo Dagang's eyes were shining, staring at this young man, and when the fight was over, he immediately followed and greeted: "Little brother, I don't know if you want to come to our sect to make offerings?!"

"No!" the young man refused without hesitation.

Guo Dagang is in a hurry, this is a young master, he can't see the depth of his strength clearly, as long as he flickers around, he will definitely help him lay a good ground on the island of the Yun Dynasty.

"Little brother, don't be in a hurry to refuse, we are a corpse-raising sect, we are good at digging graves, and our sect has a lot of antiquities......"

"Which sect?!" the young man asked suddenly, interrupting Guo Dagang's words.

"What's the matter?!" Guo Dagang replied with a little surprise, slightly surprised in his heart, his sect has been hiding from the world for ten years, and he didn't expect it to have such a big reputation in the rivers and lakes.

The young man bared his teeth and smiled, "Since it is a corpse raising faction, then I agree to cooperate with you!"

Guo Dagang was overjoyed, with this powerful young man in charge, he believed that the Corpse Raising Sect would soon be able to gain a foothold on the Yun Dynasty Island and get rid of the nightmarish shadow of the Liu family.