The continent of Hitomi is vast and vast, but one thing everyone knows is that the ocean is two or three times the size of the land.

The Endless Sea Clan, the collective name for all the Sea Tribes that live beneath the ocean, are fierce, proud, and powerful.

In the North Sea, the mermaid royal family, in the Coral Palace, a peerless beauty with transparent and clean pupils like moonlight sat on the most noble throne symbolizing the underwater world, silent.

Her eyes were bright as if she could see through people's hearts, her long snow-white hair hung down to the ground, she was wearing a set of moon-white robes, her small nose, and a modest mouth were perfectly embedded in her delicate face.

Her eyes passed through the empty hall, not knowing what she was staring at, and her expression was thoughtful, implying that she was indeed thinking.

Then she stretched her brows in relief, and said softly with an almost inaudible curved mouth: "It turned out to be in the Luoxia Mountains." ”

The sound is like a yellow oriole, crisp and pleasant, and it is extinguished on this empty hall.

Qi Xianxia shook the cuffs on both sides, his two hands seemed to pinch out a lotus flower as expected, and looked at Yang Jin and said with a light smile: "Kill the lotus." ”

Immediately after that, the lotus flowers shattered, the petals fell, and the air was full of pink lotus petals, and even the moon in the sky, which blocked the sun's rays, was dyed a little pink.

The scattered flowers immediately rotated rapidly around Qi Xianxia, and countless petals surrounded Qi Xianxia, and then quickly condensed, and soon a large lotus sword appeared, and the petals were pieced together.

Yang Jin raised his head and squinted at the empty lotus sword without a trace of destruction, and his heart was full of emotion, with admiration, resentment and a rare fear on his face.

And those girls who were not in it were hurriedly picking up the scattered petals from the ground, the girls did not resist the beautiful things at all, as for how many petals, at least this huge martial arts arena was covered with a thin layer.

The red pupil stared intently at the unbroken complete lotus flower in her palm with wide eyes, and then she quickly turned her head to look at the dean, and she was surprised to find that the one suspended by the dean's fingertips happened to be intact, was all this a coincidence?

Yang Jin didn't find it in it, but the red pupils outside found it and saw it clearly.

This huge lotus sword is full of vitality and vitality, and the moon that rises high in the nine heavens is Sen Han's indifference to everything below.

Just like Yang Jin and Qi Xianxia, one has never regarded the other party as an equal opponent, and the other is entrusted by her to help the girl on the other side step into the realm.

With or without care, with or without care, with or without seriousness, it seems that the ending is already doomed.

Under the control of Qi Xianxia, the lotus sword rushed into the sky, rushed out of the clouds, and went straight to the moon, and the momentum was unstoppable.

Yang Jin followed with a handprint, and the ice chips around Ying Yue turned into a small tornado, and the wind tip faced the lotus sword, going downstream.

The tip of the needle is against Maimang, and both lose?

No, success and defeat are like this in history, let alone a proud woman like Yang Jin.

Because the battle between the two parties has turned into a high altitude, some of the girls in the martial arts arena have low cultivation and don't know what is going on, and those who are relatively high in cultivation need to squint and watch, only the red pupils and two big eyes look at the sky, not affected at all, and the little jacket next to her simply closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind, no, she doesn't have the perverted talent of her own miss, so she doesn't follow the ability.

The tornado composed of ice chips and the lotus flower were pieced together to form a sword tip game, and everyone who could probably understand and see the fierce formation in the air doubted Yang Bingshan's victory.

One is that Yang Jin has been strong for a long time, and there is another reason that many old students know, her sister, the woman who is so strong that people can't fight.

When the two collided together, the cold wind in the sky stopped blowing, and the girls who were already quiet on the ground were even quieter.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of the explosion resounded throughout the sky, and the rain of petals and ice chips fell all over the sky, and due to the impact of the two, the spiritual power collided, and when the spiritual power of the two was equal, a huge explosion would be formed.

Naturally, the two spiritual bodies that came into direct contact exploded.

Qi Xianxia seems to have expected this situation, and she still looks careless, but how can Yang Jin, who has been a lady of the sky since she was a child, withstand such a blow and such an ending.

Yang Jin's face was pale and she looked at the ice chips floating down from her palm one after another and the dazzling pink, she could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

Yang Jin, who was lost and depressed, couldn't help but look at Qi Xianxia, and what Yang Jin saw was a flower opening from Qi Xianxia's palm, drifting and withering.

Then Yang Jin suddenly entered an ethereal realm, and as soon as the broken invitation moon disappeared, the sun shining on the earth regained its brilliance.

The wind was blowing slowly, warm and mischievous, and the catkins from miles away were scraped on people's faces, tickling.

From the false to the true, what is needed is chance, what is chance, someone to help you is a great opportunity.

Qi Xianxia did not hesitate to show his natal technique to Yang Jin for a visit, just for a person's request, otherwise he might not be able to do this kind of thankless thing.

Yang Jin, who entered another realm of novelty, thought that she was the master, she was the absolute overlord of this small world, she raised her right hand and the majestic mountains rose from the ground, she raised her left hand and the rivers were rushing endlessly, she silently thought that this feeling was so good.

It's just that as soon as she thought that it was the hateful villain, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, her heart was uncomfortable, her mood was naturally unstable, and there were loopholes, and the dean who was sitting there was the first to find out, after all, her realm was several times higher than Yang Jin's, and Yang Jin didn't face her heart squarely, so she took a kick and temporarily retreated, and was forced to retreat.

Qi Xianxia also frowned and looked at this arrogant woman, Yang Jin's blue pupils showed pain and struggle, and his face was even more hideous, making the originally beautiful girl become a little distorted, Qi Xianxia pinched a handprint in his right hand, and came to Yang Jin's side in an instant, a trace of purple flashed in his eyes, and his left hand covered Yang Jin's eyes, but in a second, Qi Xianxia's face turned white, without a trace of blood.

Then he withdrew his hand and silently stepped aside, he still squinted at Yang Jin's momentum getting stronger and stronger until he reached the peak, and then Qi Xianxia smiled lightly at the dean, meaning, I helped you.

The dean shook his head, still smiling bitterly for his child, put his finger to his mouth and shush, turned his head and motioned to Qi Xianxia to look at Yang Jin, Yang Jin, who had already sobered up, looked at Qi Xianxia with a complicated face, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry." Then he turned his head and left arrogantly.

Qi Xianxia smiled bitterly and helped others, but he still fought with the aura of his whole body, but in the end, he was not looked down upon, and he was compensated.

Only when the red pupil carefully observed Qi Xianxia and Yang Jin, did he find that Yang Jin's eyes no longer had a disgust for Qi Xianxia, but were a little shy, did he leave because he was shy?

The martial arts arena has returned to calm, and it seems that this wave has passed, but there is still the next wave to come.