This white-robed old man was naturally the Daoming Ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect, and the embarrassed man trapped by the chains was his long-lost junior disciple Dao Yuan.

It is said that the city government of Daoming will not be in chaos so quickly, and use such a method that is criticized on the surface to force the other party to comply.

But time waits for no one, his plan for hundreds of years has reached the most critical step, if Dao Yuan dies at this time, where will he go to find a person who is full of hatred and has cultivated to a high level in a short time?

TD was anxious.

With his realm, there shouldn't have been a big emotional upheaval, but at this time he felt irritable.

What was supposed to be a smooth process has been hampered at every turn recently. First lost Chu Yan's whereabouts, and then the clone was injured by a strong spiral vine, and then Daoyuan went wrong here.

Originally, according to the plan, it would take another three or five months at most, and he would be able to do it.

With these accidents, he is not so sure now......

But it had come to this point, and he could not be allowed to back down.

His longevity is approaching, and there is no time to make other plans, so he has to make a last fight, and if he succeeds, he will be able to soar to the upper realm like the Taishi Ancestor 10,000 years ago!

As for what happened to the chaotic Phaseless Sea that was used by him as a stepping stone, and what did it have to do with him who had already ascended at that time?

But Daoming never thought that he had moved out of the lives of those disciples of Luxia Peak, Dao Yuan could still be so stubborn and unwilling to compromise, didn't he always regard his disciples as parents and children, and regarded them more seriously than himself?

But after a while, more and more blood flowed from the corners of Daoyuan's mouth.

There were also faint signs of collapse of the spirit.

If he didn't stop it and continued to let it go, it would only take three or five hours at most, and Dao Yuan would scatter his qi and blood, and his soul would be scattered, and he would lose the "offerings" that continuously provided black qi for the formation above.

If it goes on like this, it will definitely not work.

Dao Ming turned his heart sideways, raised his palm and slashed it on Dao Yuan's neck, and then dissolved the cold crystal suspended in the air, let go of the things imprisoned inside, and wrapped it towards Dao Yuan again.

In his later years, Han Jing can keep the blood of the body and blood from dispersing, as for the soul......

Daoming's eyes flashed.

It's not a bad thing for the soul to dissipate, it's better to become half-stupid and half-stupid, and use it completely for him. There is also a star nirvana grass planted in the courtyard of his cave mansion, which can protect a soul and a soul, and it will be given to Daoyuan when the time comes.

He was still too soft-hearted, he knew that Gen would disrupt his plans at this time, and he shouldn't have kept his sanity a long time ago.

Only one soul and one soul were left, which was convenient for him to tamper with his memory, but I don't know if the power of qi and blood and divine soul has dissipated a lot, and whether the black qi provided by Dao Yuan can still be enough to supply the top.

If it's not enough......

I had to find some new offerings to make up for it.

It just so happened that there were two disciples of Dao Yuan in the team traveling with Chu Yan, and using Dao Yuan's body, which had been imprisoned and tortured for many years, should be enough to stimulate them.

Seeing that Han Jing temporarily wrapped Dao Yuan's body, and the qi and blood in Dao Yuan's body no longer dissipated, Dao Ming breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly left Haiti, and returned to the cave to get the spirit grass.

The next moment he left, the dusty blood-stained ground floated, and a wisp of wind floated, curling up the fins that fell on the ground, and disappeared in place.

…

Chang Yi stayed in place for nearly three hours, trying several times to get close to the surging thunder in front of him, but he was unsuccessful.

Master's breath disappeared behind this thunderbolt.

Three hours had passed, and he had not felt the breath of the master again, and he did not know what the situation was now.

He stayed quietly about a hundred feet away from the thunder light, and from a distance, he could see those black tentacles, shuttling freely in the tears.

These things are not afraid of thunder and lightning?

You must know that the power of this thunder in front of him has almost caught up with the Hedao Realm Tribulation Thunder, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't dare to trespass.

Chang Yi waited for another moment, except for these black tentacles around him, nothing else appeared, and his aura was about to be unable to be restrained, and he couldn't consume it here any longer.

He took one last deep look at the thunder light in front of him.

Just as he turned to leave, a half-human-tall cloud of seaweed rushed through the lightning and rushed towards him.

What is this?

How can seagrass have such speed?

Chang Yi was startled and hurriedly avoided the side.

The clump of seaweed, as if it had eyes, turned a corner, and threw itself into his arms.

Chang Yi didn't even have time to dodge again, when he saw the seaweed in front of him, it automatically dispersed, revealing what was wrapped inside...... A fin?

The fins are arm-long and light gray in color, with blue spots that look like waves.

It looks a little familiar, as if it has been seen somewhere.

However, this fin has long lost its vitality and is a dead thing, how can it behave like that?

Just when Chang Yi was puzzled, a hoarse and tired voice suddenly sounded on the fins in front of him.

"Changyi, it's me."

"Master?" Chang Yi was shocked.

Maybe it was because the seagrass was making too much noise, or maybe Chang Yi was too surprised and caused his breath to leak out a little, and the tentacles around him suddenly became restless.

"Master, how did you get attached to this fin?" Chang Yi anxiously asked, "What happened, where is your body trapped?" ”

The voice of Master Daoyuan Ancestor came from the fin again, "This is not the place to speak, take this fin and leave here first." ”

At this time, Chang Yi also discovered the abnormality of the tentacles around him, and he obeyed the master's orders, did not dare to delay in the slightest, wrapped the fins with spiritual power, and began to reflexively swim to the south express.

The tentacles didn't notice him, but he still didn't dare to stay, and he kept swimming forward without looking back, until he came three hundred nautical miles away, and then he dared to slow down a little and recover his almost depleted spiritual power.

"Master......"

Chang Yi was just about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice on his fins: "Chang Yi, this wisp of soul can't support the teacher for too long." ”

Changyi is worried about the safety of his master, as a human teacher, how can Daoyuan not worry and regret today's Changyi?

Losing the body, only the soul remains. In his absence, Changyi must have suffered a lot, but there was no time for them to catch up with their master and apprentice.

The voice on the fins became weaker and more tired, but it was extremely heavy: "This matter is very important, and the master will inform you of everything he knows now, and you will keep these words firmly in mind, and later return to the land and make them public." ”

Chang Yi held his breath and listened carefully.

It turned out that Bihua's predecessors were led into a trap by Daoming Master and Uncle Daoming, taking advantage of Master's safety, and died as a result.

It turned out that the master did not fall, but was trapped in the underwater dungeon by Daoming Master.

It turned out that Master Daoming had lived in the sea for a long time, and he was planning an earth-shattering plan.