Zhu Dianmo is resolute in everything he does, and he never has any dragging.

He came here to kill the chess demon, and now that the chess demon is dead, there is no need to continue to stay.

The disciples of Sanqi Cliff did not leave with the white paper, but stood on the cloud boat in the thirty-sixth cave with Cui Wei, and the impact of the death of the chess demon will not be small, that is, the so-called troublesome aftermath.

It's just that the aftermath is a matter of the future after all, but there is another thing to deal with at the moment.

The chess demon died, the flesh and bones turned into debris and fell into the deep sea, and the ring on his hand was also cut into pieces by the Great Confucian with a rafter-like pen in front of everyone's eyes, and the internal space was unbalanced and shattered, and even if there were many treasures inside, it was probably completely damaged.

It was a treasure trove with hundreds of thousands of monks' cultivation resources back then, and now it was destroyed like this, if you don't feel distressed, it would be false, among the nearly 100 first-class forces who came to participate, half of them were for the prestige, and the remaining half were for the treasures in the hands of the chess demons.

It's good now, but both people and money are empty.

The remains of the corpse have long been washed away by the sea and I don't know where it went, so it should have been fed to the fish.

A big drama came to an end, and it seemed a bit anticlimactic, living for hundreds of years, killing hundreds of thousands of monks, and even the chess demon who escaped from the hands of the Second Division of Soul Hooking, actually died in the hands of Zhu Dianmo today.

Everyone looked a little dazed, and they stood on top of the cloud boat without speaking.

"No. ”

Crossing the sea, Jin Lian swirled lightly, turned her head to look at the unprecepted monk from afar, and shouted.

If you don't quit, you keep your head down, and you don't respond.

Duhai looked at him and shouted again: "Don't quit." ”

He still kept his original movements and did not speak.

Crossing the sea, his face sank, and he opened his mouth and let out a loud roar, which was the secret technique of Buddhism, the lion's roar, and the power was quite good.

The roar shook Fang Liang's cloud boat collision slightly, and he sighed: "Senior uncle, the disciple's ears are not good, you can shout softly." ”

Du Hai's face was dark, and he was silent for a while and said helplessly: "Remember to be careful in doing things, if there is anything bad to decide, ask His Royal Highness the Prince more, can you understand?"

You always have to pay more attention when you go out, not to mention that the temperament of the monk who does not quit is a little too simple, and when he secretly ran out of the Wuliang Temple for a girl and trekked alone to the Tang Kingdom, it was precisely because of this incident that the abbot was angry with King Kong and punished the original precept of the first seat.

But that doesn't matter, no one in the Wuliang Temple cares, even the original precept academy doesn't feel angry, in the eyes of all the monks, it is the most important thing to let the Buddha who does not prescribe to practice according to his own heart.

"The disciple knows. ”

Bujie nodded and responded.

Du Hai teased: "You can hear this clearly." ”

Bujie felt a little ashamed, and lowered his head a little.

People don't know who the prince is talking about in the mouth of the crossing, but they can vaguely guess that it should be the man who raised his hand to touch the top of the Buddha's head just now, and they can't help but feel a little curious in their hearts, curious about who this person is, curious about why this person can make the Buddha close, and can also make the master of the sea crossing trust, and even stand with Fang Liang.

But people are just curious, and they don't get to the bottom of it, because the matter here is not over yet, because the thunderclouds around Fuyun Island in front of them are even denser, and the flashing purple-blue thunder snakes in them make a terrifying sound.

Life is not only about distant things, but also about what is in front of you.

There is not a corner of these thunderclouds that is not revealing weirdness, and now that the chess demon is dead, there are nearly a hundred first-class forces present, and the same is true for the Five Realms Grandmaster, there is no reason to stop outside and not go in to take a look.

"Do any of you know where this is?"

Someone on the cloud boat opened his mouth and asked, asking the doubts in the hearts of almost everyone present.

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this, saying that they didn't know, there was a lack of resources in the sea area, except for a few cultivation resources unique to the sea, the rest were naturally more popular on the mainland.

"Cui Zhangjiao doesn't know either?"

The man turned his head to look at Cui Wei, who had been silent all along, and then asked.

Cui Wei glanced at him and said lightly: "Although there is a sea area of thirty-six caves near here, I have never seen it, no matter what is hidden behind these thunderclouds, it should have just been born in this year." ”

"What does Cui Zhangjiao mean?"

Cui Wei looked at the man who spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, that person's name was Xu Qiu, he was an elder of Yunhe Pavilion, the two of them had known each other for I don't know how many years, and I didn't know how many years of grudges, no matter what Cui Wei's real thoughts and intentions were, the chess demon was dead, and the credit of the thirty-six holes was not small, Cui Wei could take this opportunity to make a big name, and his status above the wasteland would undoubtedly be higher.

And Yunhe Pavilion, who didn't want to deal with the thirty-six holes, of course saw this in his eyes and was angry in his heart.

"If Elder Xu really wants to know what's inside, why don't you go and see it with your own eyes?"

Whether it's a fight or an adventure, using only your mouth is undoubtedly a timid and useless move.

Xu Qiu didn't move, but the expression on his face was much colder, and he turned his gaze and said lightly: "Some things can be seen with your own eyes, and some things can't be seen with your own eyes, I think Cui Zhangjiao should know this better than me." ”

Cui Wei looked at him and said, "I really don't know a little, otherwise I would like to ask Elder Xu to give me advice?"

The disagreement of forces and the confrontation are not new no matter where they are, even if it is nominally within the Tang Dynasty, there will still be intrigues, not to mention the many forces in the wasteland that are independent?

Today, nearly 100 first-class forces have gathered, nearly 100 Five Realms Grandmasters, friction and quarrels are sure to happen, if it weren't for the fact that the chess demon just died and the master of crossing the sea did not leave here, maybe someone would be driving a cloud boat to crash together.

There will always be indescribable pickled things among ordinary people, and they are fighting for a breath and a good market.

There will also be arguments among the monks, and the arguments will also be about breath and heavenly benefit.

Because this world is full of pickles, whether it is the common people or the monks who live and grow in the world, then such a thing cannot be avoided.

The back-and-forth quarrels and calculations are just to gain the upper hand and trample each other down.

It's unavoidable, but it's boring.

At least in Li Xiu's opinion, it was very boring, because he didn't like it.

It's just that this is not Tang Guo, he can't take a step forward and then say shut up, so that no one will listen.

The dispute will always end, because the thunderclouds are there, and there are nearly a hundred Five Realm Grandmasters present, and the number of people accounts for almost one-third of all the Five Realms in the Wasteland, which is an extremely large lineup.

There is no reason to be blocked by a mere thundercloud.

The night was very bright, and the thunder flashed non-stop.

Liang Xiaodao felt a little bored, yawned and looked listless.

Tonight is good, it's not quiet, but listening to the sound of the waves is perfect for sleeping.

A monk of the Five Realms of the Bitter Sea Residence came to the thundercloud, raised his hand and tore the thundercloud open with the sound of sword light, but it was only empty for a moment and it was immediately refilled, and I don't know if it was an illusion, the thundercloud in front of him seemed to become stronger.

The Five Realms cultivator frowned, and his body cautiously stepped back some distance, and few people who could cultivate to this realm were fools.

The scene in front of me is all revealing weirdness, it is better to be vigilant, there is no harm in it.

A majestic aura emanated from his body, condensed on his hands and stretched out far away, and a huge palm shook towards the thundercloud, it seemed that he wanted to pinch it apart, lest the thundercloud would gather again.

This hand is huge, and all eyes are focused on this hand.

Kuhaiju has some origins with Wuliang Temple, and the strength of this Five Realms Grandmaster of Kuhaiju is among the top in the audience, and it is on a par with Cui Wei.

The huge handprint was slowly clenched, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a thunderbolt suddenly shot out from within the thundercloud, and at the same time, it was even brighter, illuminating the night sky around it, and the thunder light was like a snake winding before, it looked very thin, but it penetrated the big hand in an instant, and then kept slashing towards the Elder of the Bitter Sea Residence.

Thunder and lightning is one of the fastest origins in the world, and now it is even more mutated and sudden that people have no time to react, but fortunately, from the very beginning, the Elder of Kuhaiju was vigilant, and almost the moment the thunder and lightning penetrated the giant hand, he dodged and swept to the side, but it was still a step too late, and the thunder snake fell on him in an instant.

In just an instant, the body of the Five Realms Grandmaster of the Bitter Sea Residence froze in place, motionless in mid-air.

The razer disappeared, and everyone around looked at this scene fixedly, feeling a little strange.

The master who crossed the sea above the golden lotus in the distance suddenly sighed, and whispered the Buddha's name with sadness in his eyes.

"He's dead. ”

Bujie looked up at the figure of the Five Realms Grandmaster and spoke.

Many people frowned slightly, if it weren't for the Buddha of Wuliang Temple who said this, I'm afraid they would have reprimanded them a long time ago.

But before they could speak, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and even the Five Realms Grandmasters present all had drastic changes in their faces, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

The most abundant thing at sea is the waves, and beyond that, the sea breeze.

The sea breeze blows all the time, changing directions and never stopping.

Right now, a sea breeze blows, blowing the sky from south to north.

The Five Realms Grandmaster of the Bitter Sea Dwelling turned into a scorched black powder that drifted into the sea with the sea breeze.

Countless people stood in place like lightning strikes, full of incredulity.

A Five Realms Grandmaster died in front of everyone's eyes, and it was only because of a small thunder snake with the thickness of an arm in the thundercloud.

What is this place?

That was the Grandmaster of the Five Realms, a powerful monk standing at the top of the heavens and the earth, who died so quietly.

No one can and no one dares to accept this fact.

Several disciples of the Three Realms who came with Kuhaiju knelt on top of the cloud boat and cried bitterly.

The faint cry was extremely harsh above the sea, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely oppressive.