The tide of smoke had just begun, and the big ship swayed from side to side, as if it could not support it.

The first to arrive was the Linjiao Sea Monster, which opened its oval mouth, each sharp white-gray tooth the size of a human head, and the slime was stretched into strips, full of foul smell, and it bit together at the moment of coming out of the water, hitting the huge waves.

The anger of the Silver Armor Reaper's whole body exploded instantly, and the hull of the ship sank after a short period of stability, his hands were tightly together, his hands were facing up, and he said in his mouth: "Silver Evil." ”

The silvery-white luster covered his thick arms, starting from the palm of his hand to be covered with frost, slowly transforming into a murderous aura, he stepped out, and the figure appeared on the surface of the sea, the impact of the tide made his body retreat, but with the power of moving backwards, his right hand pulled.

The horned sea monster rushed at a rapid pace, and he punched out, directly through its teeth, shattering two or three of them and falling into the sea, the slime flew in the air, and the beast body fell backwards into the sea.

The horned sea monster let out a painful wail and disappeared, and the one that followed closely followed was like a fat catfish, but its mouth and head occupied two-thirds of its body, and its tail was short, and when it opened its big mouth and began to stir the seawater, it swam quickly like a filter, and its tail swung like the wind.

In its eyes, the Grim Reaper, who only held the silver light in his hand, instantly became extremely agile and manic, and the next breath appeared in front of him.

Many of the sea monsters here can rush from the waves to the surface of the sea with a single breath, so they are the biggest players in the smoke and tide, and the Terran monks are just toys for them to kill.

The existence that can be called the god of death must have countless lives in his hands, in his eyes, life and death are not a thrilling thing for a long time, and the little minions in these waves are just a punch.

He raised his right hand and pulled it back, and the evil qi lingering in his fist instantly condensed to an extreme, and the moment the silver light opened from the palm of his hand, it converged, and the catfish-like sea monster opened its mouth and crossed out of the sea, and when it was closed, it seemed that it could swallow him directly.

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper was silent, and the dry cicada Taoist whispered: "He doesn't like to hide behind and be in a passive state. So when he decided to strike, the enemy was already dead. ”

So he was faster than the catfish-like sea monster, turning passive into active, or with a punch, bang, the catfish-like sea monster was pierced by him from the side, leaving a hollow body, falling into the sea, his hands stained with foul-smelling blood, drop by drop sliding off his arm.

In his eyes, everything is so ordinary, even if the waves are so big that they can't make a splash in his heart.

More sea monsters appeared behind him, he put his hands together, and said, "Stop me again, kill!"

Suddenly, a large mouth opened, this is a three-eyed monster, but it is not the existence of the biting round monster, it is a larger physique, with three fins, distributed on the left and right, when swimming, the fins are constantly shaking, there seems to be a deliberate attraction.

It's a king, followed by more sea monsters.

The Dry Cicada Daoist stood at the bow of the ship and watched with interest, he trusted the strength of the Silver Armor Reaper, but no matter how powerful a person was, it was difficult for him to withstand many attacks.

He had been on this ship before, and the situation was even worse than this, but one against one, there was a great chance of victory, and the Beacon Smoke Tide was a natural spectacle, and it was a clash of magnetic forces between the eighth and ninth layers, so that such waves rushed thousands of feet.

Once the tide is formed, it is a wave that makes it difficult for people to survive in wave after wave, and once it is swept away by the waves and loses its direction, it is most likely

It's more than lucky.

After all, the tide is the best time for these sea monsters living on the bottom of the sea to eat, and many monks usually kill the sea monsters on the bottom of the sea for some reason, capture their cubs, and take away the demon heart and demon pill.

This time, it was the trigger for their anger, and no matter how the monk explained and explained, they would desperately bite and crush the bones and scatter ashes when they saw a human monk.

The dry cicada Taoist looked at Li Shuishan and said, "If I don't make a move, do you want to make a move?"

Li Shuishan got up and looked, the rotten bamboo beside him had changed into a green robe, there was a flame gushing in his eyes, and there was a dragon shadow swimming on the skin behind him, the momentum was extraordinary, he didn't say a word, he slapped the soft sword on his body, and flew directly.

Fat Dahai woke up as if he had a nightmare, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the wrinkled old man looking at him with a smile and saying, "Are you awake?"

He glanced at it, fell asleep again, and the old man scratched his head and returned to his original position.

"Yin Void Sword Technique. ”

The moment the rotten bamboo opened its mouth, the breath of the whole body suddenly superimposed at this moment, and the layers of upward impact, the flame-like impact made some sea monsters change their hatred towards the silver armor god of death, and chose this young man who did not know whether to live or die.

The lightness of the soft sword can be bent to a great extent, but at the moment when he clenched it, a fire aura emerged, and it became extremely hard, and the swordsmanship was still like a thousand things, and it became unpredictable, but he only had the cultivation in the middle of the state of mind, and there were very few degrees of exertion.

The Yin Void Sword Technique is a treasure in the First Cultivation Sect, and the Feng Yu Sect Master performs it at the peak, which can really reverse the situation, turn back the years, and let the mountain peaks that have been opened up degenerate into a primitive state, and the figures are instantly gathered in one point, even if it is that soft energy, it is difficult for many inheritors to figure it out. Often, what they get is a single scroll, which records the simple actions performed by the Phoenix Feather Sect Master, and the most important thing is the complex text explanation.

They must be self-realised, because the Yin Void Sword Technique focuses on the mind, not a circled box.

So when the rotten bamboo is used again, the first crisis he faces is death, the sea monster comes with a strong killing intent, if he doesn't send out an accurate Yin Void Sword Technique, he is also half injured if he doesn't die, so he doesn't hesitate to follow what he understands in his heart.

His heart is also constantly chattering, meaning, meaning, meaning.

The first sword, very soft, propelled him in the other direction when it hit the sea monster, and nearly killed him. However, he swung around the sword again, and the bronze dragon on his body spewed dragon energy, and he used it again, and the second sword was unfolded.

The swordsmanship lacks purity, and there are more vicissitudes of time.

When another monster with three eyes open, he held the sword in both hands, held the sky in the other, and said in his mouth: "Open the sword." ”

The whole body was shrouded in sword qi, and the soft wind contained an incomprehensible aura, the sword was pulled back, cut down vertically, and the three-eyed monster appeared sluggish, and it was at this moment that the power of the sword exploded, and the bronze dragon sprayed again, and the breath of the whole body was condensed at one point, and it actually controlled the flow of the surrounding sea water somewhat, making the tide retreat.

In an instant, he was pushed back, blood spurting from his mouth, revealing a hint of joy, "I did it, the years of Yin Void Sword Technique." I touched the point of his existence, and I understood the meaning. ”

Looking at his crazy smile, Li Shuishan also smiled slightly, stepped out, patted the peachwood sword on his body, lightly wiped it on it, and looked forward with his eyes.

The peachwood sword he shot emitted a thick oil and gas, but as the fish pattern swam, it became his paradise, but the power of the peachwood sword seemed to stay at a certain stage. Later, Li Shuishan

If you want the peachwood sword to exert greater power, you must have a higher cultivation to stimulate or open the so-called power of the five elements.

When the sword was killed, half of the aura of the dantian seed was instantly drawn, and it put on a lotus leaf again, "This time I want to see, how long can I fight with the magic weapon that I can use?"

When the lotus leaf landed on the top of his head, the breath of his whole body began to transform, the breath in the dantian was instantly filled, and the sea monster in front of him became bigger and more ferocious, facing him was a humanoid monster with countless eyes, its arms were as thick as a mountain.

It seemed to deliberately dodge Li Shuishan's peachwood sword and went straight to the ship, but Li Shuishan's eyes were stunned, and he shot out of the mountain of dead people, and the breath of death rushed out instantly, and he said, "Big." ”

The Mountain of the Dead instantly expanded, just enough to block the outstretched arm of the monster, and when it collided with each other, thousands of heads on the Mountain of the Dead were raised, young and old, and roared, as if they were being tortured in pain.

The Dry Cicada Daoist took a breath and said with a smile: "This bloody spiritual weapon is extraordinary and extraordinary, but some of it is too evil. ”

The monster's arm twisted, and it fled back into the tide, the wave was still surging, although Li Shuishan couldn't see how many layers of waves could end, but in his feelings, he speculated that this should be halfway through, and the remaining half would get smaller and smaller, until the last huge wave fell.

The monster with countless eyes suddenly opened a gap and spoke human language.

"When you enter the tide, you will die, and the people who kill my children, I will swallow you all. ”

There was blood flowing in their eyes, and they raised their arms again, and the sense of oppression made Li Shuishan say again, this mountain of dead people has expanded dozens of times, beyond the size just now, and the heads of the people on the mountain are constantly wailing, as if begging for mercy.

"Leave me alone, I know it's wrong. I will never dare to burn and kill and plunder again. ”

"Ahh ”

"It's been thirty years, when will I be able to escape into reincarnation and be reborn, you vicious general!"

There are still many figures shaking inside, and some can't make a sound, as if they are in a kind of relief on the verge of death, but the mountain of the dead will not let them die so easily, it will let their revelations carry their souls into a kind of cycle permanently, unless the mountain of the dead is broken, otherwise they will be tortured.

The Dead Man's Mountain was retracted by Li Shuishan after being hit again, and he looked up and saw that he was holding the Reverse Scale Boy Sword in his hand, which didn't seem to have much effect, not because the sword given to him by Yilu Xiu was not good, but because Li Shuishan didn't carefully explore what was inside.

So he took a sharp breath of air, his whole body was covered with cold air, and when he raised his hand and pressed it, the aura around him suddenly became cold, the tip of the sword in the center of his eyebrows began to emerge, countless cold rays spread around him, five-petaled snowflakes fell out of thin air, and the sea was frozen, spreading to a range of three or four miles.

The sword marks on Li Shuishan's eyebrows were half exposed, and in the cold wind, the silver armor god of death killed the seventh sea monster and turned his head, looking at the cold light of his hand mountain that also began to freeze, and then was shaken by him and shattered.

The tide roared, and the last few waves were about to fall.

Smashing the ice surface of three or four kilometers, Li Shuishan exhaled, raised his hand and stuffed the tip of the sword back, he didn't expect the power of the tip of the sword to be so strong.

And in Hangu Mountain, the snow stopped again, and the demonic energy under the mountain raised his head, looked at the sky quietly, and said to Shui Bo beside him: "When can I go out to see?"

"When the mountain master's mood is completed, he will take us away when the time comes. ”