The waves are getting bigger, the wind is raining, and even the hail the size of pebbles is falling, and the weather is getting worse. The waves that suddenly set off, the highest was more than 100 meters, and the mountains and seas were endless, and the momentum was much more fierce than when the Kraken Clan flooded the Earth Dragon Slope.

The power of the Kraken comes from the water, from the sea. The power of nature itself is even more ferocious and violent.

Not long after going to sea, the group encountered severe challenges.

The sea outside the Yunwu Mountains, commonly known as the Yanbo Sea, is geographically divided into the South China Sea and the East China Sea, and since ancient times, the weather has been bad, and countless ships have sunk in the sea. Ordinary cultivators did not dare to set foot in this sea area easily, and it was difficult for overseas casual cultivators to set foot in Middle-earth, and this sea area became a natural barrier. The businessmen who dare to beg for a living on the sea are all tough people, and they are all licking blood on the edge of the knife.

After about half an hour, the bad weather did not slow down, and even worsened, and the speed of the sea dragon ship had to slow down, and several times it was almost directly submerged by the monstrous waves. Except for Ye Chuan, everyone retreated into the cabin, and even the kraken patriarch, who had been wandering around the seas all his life, was a little nervous, his face was solemn, observing the weather outside and constantly issuing commands, and the huge sea dragon ship then passed left and right in the waves, and from time to time it was swept up by the huge waves like a spaceship, and even crashed into the hidden reef. In other words, even a powerful ironclad warship of the Great Qin Dynasty would have fallen apart and sunk, but only this sea dragon ship made of sea dragon bones and sea dragon skins could hold on.

A pair of eyes were staring at Ye Chuan standing on the deck, whether it was the Kraken Clan warrior or the accompanying Cloud Mist Sect disciples, looking at Ye Chuan's figure was shocked.

Under such circumstances, he can still stand on the deck and cultivate, he is either a bold and extremely arrogant person, or a truly fearless warrior. Obviously, Ye Chuan is the latter, not only is his courage amazing, but he can also calm down and cultivate under the washing of the monstrous waves, this state of mind is even inferior to the kraken patriarch at the peak of the real realm.

Looking at Ye Chuan's upright figure, the old man's eyes became brighter, and he nodded frequently. Turning his head, he saw Zhu Sijia who was looking at Ye Chuan with a concerned face, his eyes flickered, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old demon of Yinshan Luo Leaned on the hull of the ship, closest to Ye Chuan on the deck, and a long vine emerged from the palm of his right hand, ready to rescue people at any time. In such bad weather, once you stumble and fall into the sea, let alone Ye Chuan, even the Kraken warriors who have lived in the water since childhood may not be able to survive.

The plague lord Abbasid also came, and sat in a corner of the cabin in the form of a minotaur, the highest in the crowd, but his face was the palest. It's a pity that he was born afraid of water in his life, but now he follows Ye Chuan out to sea, and when there is no wind and waves, he is seasick and frightened, and now, it is a burst of heart-pounding, and both legs are soft. To Ye Chuan, who was standing on the deck to meet the storm, he was completely convinced, even in the outer world, he had never seen anyone with such courage and courage.

This master is not simple, definitely not simple!

The plague demon king Abbasid squinted his eyes, his dizzy heart was pounding, but his heart was bright, and he felt more and more unfathomable that Ye Chuan was unfathomable. It is no accident that it was planted in his hand and submitted to him, and now that I think about it.

Unlike people who were frightened and had their own thoughts, Ye Chuan concentrated on cultivation wholeheartedly, immersed in the world of cultivation. The bigger the waves that hit the head-on, the stronger the impact, the faster the flowing water talisman in the body rotated, and the body was as steady as Mount Tai firmly nailed to the deck, and the faint body and the sea dragon ship under his feet merged. In the end, under the lapping of the waves, a demon dragon phantom faintly appeared behind him, and he naturally began to cultivate in the half-dragon realm.

A magic dragon, a magic dragon that rampantly roams the outer worlds?

The plague demon king Abbasid was even more shocked in his heart, and he became more and more suspicious of Ye Chuan's true identity, muttering in a low voice, wondering if Ye Chuan was the reincarnation of a certain demon dragon king. The Kraken Patriarch and Zhu Sijia and the others were also shocked, only the accompanying little dragon understood what was going on, with the growth of Ye Chuan's cultivation and the comprehension of the Demon Dragon True Scripture, the concentration of his Demon Dragon bloodline would become higher and higher. One day, he can evolve into a real magic dragon, and his achievements are only above himself.

The storm has been raging and shows no signs of stopping, and the sea dragon ship has been cutting through the wind and waves all the way. Looking back, the land of the Central Plains has long disappeared, and the sea and sky in the distance are all vast seas. The Kraken warriors and the Cloud Mist Sect disciples all hid in the cabins, waiting in fear for the storm to pass.

"Look, what is that? a piece of red cloth?"

Someone with sharp eyes suddenly pointed in one direction and screamed.

When people looked up, they saw a touch of red in the distance, faintly floating up and down in the waves. From a distance, it looked like a piece of red cloth, or some kind of red shipboard.

"It wasn't a red cloth, it was a man in a red dress. Abbasid, the plague lord, whispered.

Seeing the rushing waves outside, his heart was beating with horror and his face was pale, but his powerful cultivation was not empty, and he was the first to perceive the fluctuations of life from a distance. Sure enough, the people looked closely and found that it was indeed a man in red clothes, and it was still a woman. The body sinks and floats in the waves, and it is possible to be swallowed by the monstrous waves at any time.

Who actually floated here, survived the raging storm?

Is that a human being a demon or a demon? Could it be a peerless demon who deliberately disguises himself like this?

The people in the cabin were in an uproar and talking. Especially the Kraken warriors, their faces suddenly tensed, and their first reaction was not to save people, but to draw their sharp swords in unison as if facing a great enemy.

In the vast sea, countless races and monsters have lived since ancient times, and some monsters even have a lifespan of more than 10 million years, and they can be transformed into various shapes to kill people at will. The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect who went to sea for the first time didn't know how powerful, but the warriors of the Kraken Clan, who had lived in the sea since childhood, were experienced, and they were used to hearing terrible stories since they were children.

"Not one person, but two people, and the woman had a little girl in her arms. ”

Ye Chuan, who had been standing on the deck contemplating and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, followed closely, and flew to the sea. With a bang, a wave of hundreds of meters slapped down and slapped Ye Chuan fiercely, pressing him into the water, people screamed in unison and became nervous, Zhu Sijia tightly squeezed the flying sword in his hand and sweated, but Ye Chuan's face did not change, he raised his head and let out a long roar like a carp jumped out of the water, and walked towards the woman in red like a dragonfly.