Three days have passed since Chu Yun and the others disappeared into Qingping Village in the blink of an eye.

On this day, in the rich shade of the trees next to Qingping Village, the void was suddenly torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and a vast and turbulent space storm continued to burst out from the broken spatial rifts.

These storms began to erode the forest in a devastating manner, and when they subsided, the once lush woods were in ruins, looking unsightly.

Airplanes~~

At this time, an old man with a smile on his face and sharp eyebrows took a step out of the spatial crack and appeared in the ruined and broken mountains on this side.

"Welcome Hanhai seniors!"

Boom -

As soon as the old man appeared, four eight people suddenly poured out, six or seven Soul Transformation Realm cultivators wearing blue robes, they were none other than Fan Yan and his party who had survived by luck from Chu Yun's hands.

"Well... You're still alive, yes, yes. I heard that you have found the sword cultivator wanted by our Nanli Sect here? Do you know where he is now? Before, my spiritual sense shrouded Fuzhou, but I didn't find the shadow of the person you said. ”

The man who was called Hanhai's predecessor said, his sharp gaze swept over the four people in front of him, and it was not until he was sure that the other party was not telling half a lie, then he spoke with great meaning.

"Back to Hanhai seniors... That sword cultivator... Now he has left Fuzhou and headed for the sea. ”

Looking at the vicissitudes of life around his body constantly bursting out with a faint veil of light around his body, Fan Yan choked in his throat.

He has been cultivating in the Nanli Sect for more than 300 years, so he naturally knows that the old man in front of him, known as the 'Hanhai', is one of the most mysterious pinnacles of the Nanli Sect. The legend about him can be traced back to at least 100,000 years ago in the Southern Regions...

"Oh, went to the sea area, tsk, that kid who has cultivated the ancient alchemy technique is so daring, dare to flee to the sea area?"

Airplanes~~~

The glimmer of light was slow, and suddenly a huge mirror formed by the condensation of countless brilliant spars appeared in front of Fan Yan and the others out of thin air.

"It's... It's incredible, and this method alone is not something we can speculate about. ”

Looking at Chu Yun and his party under the green shade that appeared in the mirror in front of him, Fan Yan couldn't help but have a yearning in his heart, such magical powers were not something that these mortal spirits could touch.

"Huh?"

The picture stayed at the scene of Chu Yun meeting with the Desolate Saint Lord, but it was only here, and the next picture did not continue to appear in the bright mirror.

"How is it possible? How can it be that the old man's time is going back, and he can't see their movements?"

Just after the mysterious power of Nan Lizong displayed his supreme supernatural powers, he was suddenly surprised to find that the picture of Chu Yun and his group of five people was frozen in an instant, as if there was some supreme being trying his best to stop him from stealing the trajectory of fate!

"Well, what's going on?"

The Hanhai Ancestor, who had not yet recovered from the shock, hesitated, and suddenly, his deep pupils slammed, and then he looked at the scene in the bright mirror with a look of disbelief.

There, at this moment, a man with a green pattern in the corner of his eye was lying lazily in the shade of a tree, looking playfully in a certain direction in the sky, his expression full of banter.

If Fan Yan and the others noticed such a scene at this moment, they would definitely be surprised to find that the direction that the man with the pattern in the corner of his eye was looking at corresponded to the gaze of the Hanhai Ancestor!

"Heavenly Xuan Realm Holy Lord!"

An incredible thought came to Hanhai Old Ancestor's mind, and immediately after, he paused, and with a trembling wave of his hand, he erased the huge mirror in the void, and then stood in place with a pale face.

The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Xuan Realm was born and was not allowed to be deduced by anyone to deduce the trajectory of his fate... Such a strange scene, if he can't see any clues, it would be too clumsy.

"Hanhai senior?"

Fan Yan and the others were stunned at first when they saw that the mysterious ancestor of their sect had suddenly erased the technique of deducing the trajectory of fate, but then when they saw the paleness on each other's faces, they couldn't help but care.

After all, any of the ancient beings of the Nanli Sect are their treasures, and if one of them is mistaken because of this, then these mortal spirits will also suffer.

"Ahem, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about this sword cultivator wanted by Nanli Sect, as for the task that Mu Ziya's kid issued to you, at this point, even if it is completed, everyone will go back to the sect to receive the task." ”

After Hanhai Ancestor finished speaking, a solemnity flashed on his pale face, and then, he hesitated in place for a long time, and then with a wave of his hand, he tore the void apart, and then disappeared.

It wasn't until after the other party left that Fan Yan and the others, who were looking at each other on the ground, took a deep breath and had a relaxed expression.

"Mission... It's over?"

Looking at the remaining six people beside him, Fan Yan said with a dreamlike expression.

At the beginning, Mu Ziya's predecessors told them that the task of this trip was difficult, and if they were not careful, there would be a danger of falling, but at that time, as the captain, he didn't believe it.

But now...

When he witnessed with his own eyes that only six of the more than ten people who came to Fuzhou on this trip, he completely believed what the other party said.

More than half of the mortality rate!

This is also a terrifying task that has never been seen in the nearly 10,000-year history of the Nanli Sect, and if he hadn't experienced it himself, I am afraid that others would not have believed it if he said it.

"Team... Captain, what should we do now?" Glancing at Fan Yan beside him, one of the men in the team spoke, as for the only female cultivator among them, she had already been killed by Chu Yun with a sword.

"What should I do? What else can I do? Go back to Nanli Sect to resume my life!" glanced at the man angrily, and then, Fan Yan turned around and fled towards the void behind him.

When the other people saw that their captain had gone away, they came to their senses, smiled bitterly at each other, and then followed each other's steps and slowly left Fuzhou.

......

After everyone left, this big turmoil in Fuzhou came to an end.

And in this turmoil, no one knew where Chu Yun and his party went to the sea area, the Hanhai Ancestor of the Nanli Sect didn't know, and Fan Yan and the others didn't know.

Because, at this moment, even Chu Yun and the others themselves don't know where they are now.

In the vast ocean area.

At this moment, Chu Yun and his party were looking at each other in the void above the sea, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different.

The faces of the Desolate Saint Lord were slightly embarrassed and incomprehensible, while Chu Yun and the other three, on their faces, were more numb and panicked!

"I said... Wild Seniors... Are you sure you're taking the wrong path? Why haven't I ever been here? And you've said there was no problem a few times before, but when didn't some inexplicable beast come up and attack us?"

After a long time, Xuan Dou, who was a kraken in the shallow sea, finally couldn't hold his breath and spoke.

As for Chu Yun and the others beside him, they glanced at the huge fortress-like whirlpool on the sea around them with numb eyes, and then calmly glanced at each other, and then fell silent.

It seems that none of the qiē that happened here has anything to do with them.

"Weird! Weird! The old man clearly remembers that there is nothing wrong with this road? But why... We're going to be attacked by so many sea beasts?"

After pondering for a moment, the Desolate Saint Lord waved his hand, and suddenly a curtain of water glowing with colorful streamers burst out from his palm, and then with lightning speed, it shrouded those huge whirlpools suspended on the surface of the sea.

Boom Boom!

After the sound of collision in the sky, immediately after, the ancient beasts with bodies like mountains floated peacefully in the sea, but on them, there was no longer any life.

"Well, let's get to work first. ”

Looking at the huge alien sea beasts in the distance, Ge Qiu didn't pay attention to where they were now, just shook his body, and flew towards one of the sea beasts, and then quickly took out a bead from his skull.

After a while, when all the beads were collected in the storage bag by Ge Qiu, he returned to Chu Yun and the others, looked at the Desolate Saint Lord with a bitter face, and said, "I said Desolate Senior, this is the fourth time that you have taken the wrong path, if it continues like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to get to Zhongdu after more than ten years, right?"

"Hmph, you kid, you get cheap and sell well! Do you know, what are those sea beasts that I killed before? That is an alien that contains the blood of the primeval holy kun, and the value of the 'life core' in its skull is simply immeasurable, the old man is kind enough to help you kill these sea beasts comparable to the Heavenly Machine Realm, you kid still dare to say this about me?"

The Desolate Saint Lord didn't have a good airway, but as he went, his tone became low, "That's it, since the old man can't find the sea route to Zhongdu before, then let's follow this road, I don't believe it, within five years, I won't be able to wait for Zhongdu!"

The other people looked at the Desolate Saint Lord and opened his mouth seriously, and they were stunned at first, but then they could only sigh helplessly.

The sea is so vast, if they don't obey the choice of the Desolate Holy Lord, how can they move forward in this sea?