82_82410 This world is Sumeru. It's a vast world, and at first glance, it's also a world of water.

Ye Qingcheng carried the Xuanxue Sword on his back and stood in the ankle-submerged water. He looked at the sky, the sky was gray and boundless, and the ocean under his feet was also gray and vast. Lihuo came into contact with demonization and turned into a kitten wearing black-scale armor. It also had a fire spirit ruler knife made for it by Qing Yu tied to its back.

It sat on Ye Qingcheng's shoulder and looked around curiously.

There is nothing in this world except the sound of waves and layers of gray waves.

Although this is a vast and boundless ocean, the sea water here is surprisingly shallow, and even Ye Qingcheng's calves are not submerged. He looked far away, and saw nothing but the seawater, and even more so the outer hall, the Nine Spirits Palace.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa......" echoed one after another. Not only did Ye Qingcheng not see the outer hall, but he didn't even know where Mei Hongxue had gone first.

"This is the dream of the Blue Dragon Ancestral Soul?" he muttered, "If it's an illusion, it's too realistic." ”

He has a deep knowledge of soul arts, but he can't see through this illusion.

In the distance, a vast gray mountain range appeared, and Lihuo stared at it carefully for a moment, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"It's not a mountain range, it's a huge wave!" As the spreading gray shadow approached, Ye Qingcheng was suddenly frightened.

"Quick—" He was just trying to find a place to hide, when he realized that there was nothing else here. So, he reached his forehead with his arms in front of him, arched his legs, and his body in a resisting posture, and said to Lihuo, "Catch it!"

Lihuo climbed directly onto Ye Qingcheng's back, like an animal skin nailed to the wall, clinging to his back.

The "booming ......" destroying the heavens and the earth is getting closer and closer, and finally the height directly exceeds ten thousand feet, like the most majestic mountain collapsing and falling!

Ye Qingcheng's figure, under the huge waves, was like a mayfly the size of a grain of sand.

"Bang !!!"

The most majestic waves that Ye Qingcheng had never dreamed of ever dreamed of crashed down, instantly submerging and annihilating his small figure as dust.

............

However, after the super wave crashed down, the gray ocean that filled the land disappeared in an instant.

After a while, Ye Qingcheng lowered his arm with palpitations and found that there was nothing around. The whole world was extremely quiet, there was not a single sound, it was as quiet as a coffin.

The traces of water on his body disappeared silently, and the earth was snow-white and white stone, still boundless. The sky was turquoise, with white clouds floating above the top.

Climb up to Ye Qingcheng's shoulder from the fire and look around in a daze.

"It seems that it is really the dream of the Qinglong Ancestral Soul. Looking at the quiet world around him, Ye Qingcheng stood alone.

Suddenly, he saw a transparent barrier in the distance, like an infinite transparent wall, towering in the distance.

"Outer Temple?" Ye Qingcheng said in surprise: "Come over." ”

At this moment, a cyan beast shadow appeared in front of him. It looked like a galloping green-skinned bull, galloping fiercely. As its four hooves stomped, transparent space-time ripples appeared in front of it, floating like layers of curtains.

"It's a space-time beast. Ye Qingcheng said with a smile: "I came to pick us up to the outer hall for trial." ”

The galloping cyan bull was as majestic as a giant elephant, its eyes were swirling with cyan space-time flames, and the galloping movement made the earth faintly shake.

!!Suddenly, a blood-red sword shadow, like a red thunderbolt, flew over, instantly piercing the head of the cyan space-time beast, killing it with one blow.

The space-time beast let out a mournful roar, fell to the ground, and slid on the ground with a rumbling for thousands of feet, until it slid in front of Ye Qingcheng. I saw that a thorough sword hole appeared on its head, and it trembled a few times in front of Ye Qingcheng, then stiffened and did not move, and finally it turned into wisps of green smoke, and its body was diluted in the air.

"Woo!" a fierce muffled voice rolled out of Lihuo's throat, staring at the sky to the south. A pale transparent goose-yellow flame rose from its body.

Diagonally south, a majestic golden dragon hung in mid-air, and Mei Hongxue stood calmly on the golden dragon's head.

"It seems that he didn't even plan to let me into the outer hall. Ye Qingcheng said.

Suddenly, Mei Hongxue stretched out her hand and pointed at Ye Qingcheng, and the scarlet demon sword hanging in the sky in the distance instantly turned into a blood-colored flash and flew towards Ye Qingcheng.

"Go!" Ye Qingcheng stretched out his fingers and pointed at the Demon Sword.

A dragon groan sounded, and the Xuanxue Ancient Sword immediately came out of its scabbard, turned into an afterimage, and collided with the Demon Sword.

The two rare spirit swords of "Qiang !!" burst out with a scream that resounded through the heavens and the earth at the moment of impact.

Ye Qingcheng and Mei Hongxue flew out in an instant, leaving afterimages in the air. When they reappeared, both sides grasped the hilts of their swords, both holding their swords against each other, and fell into a brief standoff.

In mid-air, they hung their swords, leaning against each other, not backing down.

"If you weren't relying on the Yun Clan to take care of you, you wouldn't be qualified to come here, let alone compete with me for Xue'er!" The usual smile on Mei Hongxue's face disappeared, and she turned into a tenacious and decisive guy. He said in a deep voice, "You're just a piece of waste!"

"Everything I got was earned by my hard work!" Ye Qingcheng said in a deep voice. At the same time, he held the snow-white thunder spirit dagger in his left hand, the thunder on his body soared, a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he waved his left arm sharply, and a dagger carrying black thunder instantly slashed towards Mei Hongxue's chest.

Mei Hongxue immediately stepped out of a circle of momentum in the air, and then raised her sword and flew out.

"Click!!" Lei Mang drew a chilling arc-shaped shadow, grazing against Mei Hongxue's chest, without hurting him.

However, Lihuo unexpectedly jumped up from Ye Qingcheng's shoulder.

"Bang!!" A flame exploded in front of Mei Hongxue, and the fire instantly transformed into a three-foot-tall figure. At the same time, it pulled out a foot-long black straight knife from its back, spun it three times with lightning speed, and swung the black straight knife ferociously.

This knife is called the Fire Feather Knife, and it is a flame knife specially cast by Qing Yu from the essence of Yu Chi Yan's fire source.

The fire feather knife slashed three times in the air, and the blade carried a mysterious goose-yellow flame, drawing out a series of knife shadows, slashing at Mei Hongxue's head again and again.

"Qiang!Qiang!" Three fire blades slashed down, catching Mei Hongxue off guard.

Although he barely caught the three swords, he didn't expect a flaming claw shadow to roar past.

"Whew!!" Lihuo raised his left paw and slashed fiercely