Beihai, the ink waves are monstrous, a vast and magnificent ocean.

The black waves swept up into the sky, shattering the clouds and deafening.

The waves splashed everywhere, and after the water curtain fell, two majestic figures appeared on the shore, which were Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo.

Relying on the two spiritual powers in the demon wolf's body, Zhou Luo successfully deduced the location of the people behind the scenes.

What kind of characters are the two of them, one is the enlightened person in the world who broke and then stood up, and the other is the ancient Venerable who overlooks the world for hundreds of thousands of years.

Without hesitation, the two of them moved their minds, and they rushed to the north sea in an instant.

However, at this moment, the two of them looked solemn, looking at the boundless black ocean, and did not move.

"There's something weird here." Zhou Luo frowned.

Since he became the Dao Fa Heavenly Venerable, his thoughts have been accessible, and all spirits have nothing to hide wherever his thoughts reach, and he has tried and tested repeatedly.

Now, in the face of this crape myrtle North Sea, it can only cover a radius of thousands of miles, and it is hazy and chaotic.

"The same is true for me, the range that my divine sense can probe is only a thousand miles." The emperor groaned.

"Does the emperor know that this place was like this before?"

Zhou Luo thought of this possibility, although Beihai was not so mysterious in later generations, but at this time after all, it was the last year of mythology, and it was normal to have discrepancies.

Just like the immortal mountain, it was originally a sacred land, but it was later turned into a forbidden area by the Supreme Lord.

"I haven't heard of it." Emperor Zun frowned slightly, and added:

"Maybe it's something ...... happened recently"

Hearing this, Zhou Luo's brows stretched out and smiled:

"So, we've come to the right place. What's the matter, Emperor Zun, are you afraid? ”

Fear?

Defeated heroes, building a foundation and becoming enlightened, and being able to reach the top, which one is not conceited and invincible.

The emperor held his head high, and his momentum was majestic:

Tianzun laughed. Let's go, I'm afraid of change. ”

If it was only him, Zhou Luo would definitely not be so aggressive, but with the emperor by his side, he naturally had no pressure.

……

The pitch-black sea water, there is no wind or waves for tens of thousands of miles, and only two figures are flying at extreme speed.

Scattered islands appeared, ordinary creatures and low-level monks were all doing business as usual, without the slightest abnormality.

As he gradually went deeper into the waters of the North Sea, Zhou Luo was alarmed, but he didn't find anything actually found.

"Come out!"

Suddenly, Emperor Zun roared, and with a push of his right palm, he detained an existence from the bottom of the sea.

Even if the black waves are surging, he can't break free from the palm of the emperor's hand.

However, this is already the result of the emperor's hand, otherwise now the divine thought can make the big star fall, and the emperor's power can make it turn into powder.

When the thing appeared on the surface of the sea, Zhou Luo stepped forward and looked at it, and it was actually a dragon.

The head is born with a single horn, and the abdomen has three claws, and the whole body is covered with cyan scales.

Judging from the breath, it should be in the realm of a saint, but it is slightly sluggish, with multiple wounds all over his body, and ominous black blood oozing out.

At this moment, Lao Jiao only felt that there was a real big universe suppressed, and he couldn't afford to resist at all, Jiao's head turned into a human form, and begged for mercy again and again:

"Two masters, please let go of the small one."

And he kept prostrating, without the demeanor of a sage.

Emperor Zun snorted coldly, and the entire sea seemed to be overturned:

"Bold Jiao Demon, what do you want to secretly spy on us?"

Like a thunderbolt, the sound of heaven descends into the world.

Just a wisp of imperial power leaked, and it was not aimed at the Jiao demon, it had already made its skin open and fleshy, and its flesh was almost cracked.

"I also hope for the Supreme Mingjian!" Lao Jiao trembled and grabbed the ground with his head:

"The little one escaped from the Eye of the North Sea, hid at the bottom of the sea to cultivate, and was shocked to have a supreme breath, and only dared to watch under fear, and there was no malice!"

Eyes of the North Sea!?

Hearing this, Zhou Luo and Emperor Zun glanced at each other.

After thinking about it, Zhou Luo stepped forward and said in a majestic tone:

"You get up, if you have something to inquire about in this seat, you must come to 1510, otherwise you will ......"

Lao Jiao crawled in the void like a long worm:

"The little demon must know everything, and he must say everything!"

Zhou Luo nodded with satisfaction:

"You just said the Eye of the North Sea, where is it?"

As soon as he heard Zhou Luo mention the Eye of the North Sea, a look of horror and fear suddenly appeared on Lao Jiao's humanized face:

"The two supremes can't go! Today's sea eye has become a place of great evil! ”

"We have our own measure, you just need to tell what you know." Zhou Luo's complexion did not change.

It seemed to be struggling for a moment in his heart, and then Lao Jiao explained the cause and effect.

It turned out that hundreds of years ago, there was often immortal light in the depths of the North Sea, and many cultivators on the island and under the sea agreed that there would be immortal treasures, so several remaining quasi-emperors took action and worked together to block the news, and because of the vastness of crape myrtle, even Heavenly Court did not notice it.

Finally, one day, the Eye of the North Sea appeared, and the qi that shook the Eight Desolations spread, and the saints of the Sea Clan all followed one after another, just to win that opportunity to become immortals.

As a result, the Flying Immortal Land turned into a doom and devoured everything.

Lao Jiao also managed to escape with great difficulty.

"Have you ever seen anyone who shot it?" Zhou Luo asked.

Lao Jiao had relatives in his heart, and shook his head with a look of fear:

"I suspect that before you even really get close to that place, your quasi-emperors and great sages have already been robbed, if it weren't for Lao Jiao's cleverness, I'm afraid I would have followed in their footsteps."

After listening to Lao Jiao's narration, Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo have their own ways to deduce its fiction and reality, but this place is special, such as today's obscurantism and chaos for a while.

After thinking about it, Emperor Zun relaxed his confinement of Lao Jiao, and it fell from the void and regained its free body.

Lao Jiao moved around in the air:

"Thank you, Supreme."

It's going to be a good day.

"Wait." Emperor Zun's voice sounded, causing Lao Jiao's movements to freeze in mid-air.

"You, lead us to the eye of the sea."

"This! The two supremes, you can't do it! ”

Lao Jiao cried and kept kowtowing:

"The little demon's strength is low, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take on this heavy responsibility, please find another master."

"Didn't you say that the masters of Beihai are all dead inside, where can we go to find someone to lead the way?" Zhou Luo plays with taste.

"This ......"

"Well, no more nonsense! Lead the way! We'll keep you safe. Zhou Luo said impatiently.

Lao Jiao glanced at Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo, and finally had to willingly lead the way for them.

……

On the black sea, a cyan dragon winds and cuts through the road lines.

Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo sat on it, carefully examining the surrounding scene.

"The Great Sage of Turtle and Snake Island, the old Dragon King of the Beihai Dragon Palace, the Venerable ...... of the Xiaoyao Cave"

Lao Jiao carefully walked around the scattered corpses floating on the sea, and was extremely in awe.

Zhou Luo looked at the dry bones with the essence of the whole body, and it was hard to imagine that not long ago, they were still in the clouds, chasing the immortal path.

Suddenly, Lao Jiao stopped moving forward.

Without its introduction, Zhou Luo and Emperor Zun had already seen the scene in front of them.

If the corpse I saw before was a mass grave, then this is the depths of the underworld.

The corpses were densely stacked, and the original shape of the countless sea races was huge, almost towering into the sky.

They were slowly squirming forward, as if a behemoth was eating in front of them.