Songhai Zhenren didn't take Liu Lang in his eyes at all, and concentrated on searching for Liao Qingqing's traces, but he didn't find it for a long time.

"There's no way they're going to get out, so they'll have to burrow into the ground!"

Songhai was ruthless, and his hands were sealed, controlling the thick fog to spread under the dirt.

In a crooked tunnel, Liao Qingqing was walking forward with the conch princess. Both of them had scars on their bodies, covered in blood.

"This tunnel was opened by my conch clan seniors when they were bored, and they can go directly to the bottom of the sea!

Hearing this, Liao Qingqing didn't have any joy in his eyes, but suddenly became anxious, "Hurry up!

Too late!

The fog began to appear in the tunnel, getting thicker and thicker, and before the two of them had gone far, the entire tunnel was filled with dense fog, and there was no way to go, no way to come, and even the people next to them couldn't see clearly.

"You can't escape!"

The voice of Songhai real people, transmitted through the fog, is undoubted!

The conch princess shouted inwardly: "Songhai, I am the princess of the conch clan, and Qingqing is the super genius of the Haoran Sect!

"Hahahaha! The cultivation realm is so big, what are you afraid of when the real person is scattered to cultivate? If I catch the two of you, I will immediately leave the world, who can find it?"

Princess Conch wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liao Qingqing, "Don't say it! He's already crazy, for his waste son!"

"Boom!"

The dirt above the two of them instantly crumbled, and there was no longer cover, and at the same time, the thick fog receded, revealing a large clearing.

Song Hai appeared in the air and looked down at the two women in the pit, "There is one thing you are mistaken! My son is not a waste, on the contrary, his qualifications are not worse than yours, but he can't bear the penance!"

A guqin appeared in Liao Qingqing's hand, holding the qin with one hand and pulling the strings with the other, "No matter how high his qualifications are, he has become a waste now!"

Song Hai sneered: "No, as long as he makes up for the two of you, he will soon be able to marry Dan and become a strong party!"

"I'll stop him, you take the opportunity to escape, and go find the strong man of the Conch Clan to save me!"

At this time, Liao Qingqing was unusually calm, crisp and neat, not at all the submissive appearance that Liu Lang had seen, quite assertive.

Princess Conch did not object, not because she was selfish, but because Liao Qingqing's proposal was the best choice now.

Songhai made a move, and countless water droplets condensed in the air, shooting out like bullets, covering the sky.

Liao Qingqing plucked the strings hard, and sound waves spread out, forming a protective cover, protecting the area within a radius of one zhang from the wind.

"Woo Woo ......"

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and a large number of water droplets hit the sound cover, splashing ripples, but they could not penetrate it.

"Broken!"

Song Hai appeared in front of the sound cover, and punched directly, and the powerful force shattered the two sound covers in an instant.

The shield was broken, and Liao Qingqing was instantly counterattacked, spitting out blood, and completely dyeing the veil, which was already half red.

"Let's go!"

Liao Qingqing let out a deep sigh, and then rushed towards Songhai without looking back, plucking the strings at the same time, forming a giant sword with the sound of the piano, and flying out in an instant.

"Can't go!"

As soon as Song Hai raised his hands, he actually set off a monstrous wave out of thin air, and with boundless might, he rushed away, involving Liao Qingqing and Princess Conch.

Liao Qingqing wanted to fly, but there was something strange in the waves, so she couldn't get out, so she could only passively bear the impact of the waves.

When the huge waves subsided and the water dispersed, Liao Qingqing had already consumed a lot of physical strength and could only rely on the guqin to barely stand.

Looking at the conch princess again, she couldn't even stand up, and was lying not far away covered in dirt, with a face full of despair.

Liao Qingqing hadn't given up yet, hooked the strings with his trembling fingers, and wanted to continue to resist.

"Smack!"

Song Hai shook his hand in the air, and a slap hit Liao Qingqing in the face, knocking Liao Qingqing to the ground, "Kneel!"

Liao Qingqing didn't say a word, stood up with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to the strings again.

"I'll get you on your knees!"

Song Hai looked extremely angry, threw out a slap again, and hit Liao Qingqing on the other side of the face even harder.

Liao Qingqing's face was swollen, the blood-red silk scarf was obviously swollen, and blood was flowing down the silk scarf.

Until this time, Liao Qingqing's eyes were very calm, there was no despair, no anger and hatred, but he had no strength to stand up.

It was this kind of look that made Songhai even more angry, and he smiled angrily, "I want to see if you can maintain this expression after you become Kun'er's Ding Furnace?"

Songhai walked over and was about to grab Liao Qingqing, but there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and something smashed over.

Without thinking, Song Hai turned around and punched, smashing a punch on a person, causing blood to spurt wildly.

The blow worked, but there was no joy on Songhai's face, but he was extremely angry and incredulous, and hurriedly hugged the person in his arms!

The one who was beaten turned out to be his own son Sang Kun, who was thrown over by Liu Lang, who arrived in time!

"Dad, you, kill me!"

At this time, Sang Kun was bleeding from his mouth, and a large piece of his chest was sunken, and he was about to be pierced.

"No, no, Kun'er, I didn't know it was you! Not me!" Song Hai pointed at Liu Lang excitedly: "It's him!

Liu Lang said with great certainty: "Fart! It's obviously your hand, how could it be that I killed it?" I see that you just want to monopolize the beauty, and you don't pretend not to know if you don't give it to your son!"

Sang Kun is worthy of being a hungry ghost, he is dying, and he looked at Song Hai with suspicious eyes, "Dad! Yes, really?"

Songhai hurriedly explained: "Kun'er! He's talking nonsense! Don't believe him!"

Liu Lang's face was full of disdain: "It's you talking nonsense! There is a kind of self-palace to prove that you really don't have this idea!"

Sang Kun looked straight at Songhai, and seeing his expression, he actually agreed with Liu Lang's proposal, which made Liu Lang almost couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Song Hai was furious, and slapped Sang Kun in the face: "Lao Tzu is your father!

Sang Kun, who was already dying, received another vigorous slap in the face, and he couldn't even think about dying.

"Daddy, you, really, kill me!"

After saying that, Sangkun tilted his head and died!

"Take it as a warning! Don't be too excited, otherwise it's easy to do something wrong!" Liu Lang muttered in a low voice while trying his best to guard against it.

The furious Jindan Zhenren, you don't have to think about it, you must be very terrifying, you must go all out and be cautious.

"Boy, I'm going to skin you and cramp you, and crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Song Hai put down his son, raised his hands, and set off boundless waves out of thin air, wave after wave, rushing towards Liu Lang.

The huge wave came too suddenly, and Liu Lang reacted half a beat slower, so that he didn't have time to get out, and was swept into the huge wave, colliding endlessly between the mountains and rocks.

When the huge waves subsided and the water returned to the sea, Liu Lang appeared in the distance in embarrassment, but there was no trace of scars on his body.