The sea water on the ground in the East China Sea was formed by the rain that had fallen for thousands of years, and it was cold and biting, and Qin Ziyang felt a shock and coldness all over his body as soon as he entered the water.

Under the shroud of the weak water crocodile spirit, his speed was not slow, but fast, swimming towards the deep water at a faster speed.

Halfway through, his appearance gradually changed. His face became paler, his skin was wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes were reddening.

In his previous life, he had lived in the East China Sea for decades, and he already knew the living customs of the monks in this area. It can be said that the East China Sea is his second hometown.

He used the technique of qi and blood to make it simple and easy to disguise, just to bring his appearance closer to the native monks in the East China Sea. Only in this way will the monks of the East China Sea not easily do it to themselves.

As he dived, many monsters with strange shapes appeared around the East China Sea. But he didn't care, and continued to dive towards the depths of the water.

The weak water crocodile spirit he sacrificed was a demon beast in the Yuan Infant Stage, although it was a little weak because of the lack of strength of the spirit soul, but the aura was not comparable to these low-level sea demon beasts, and he was quickly scared away by the aura emitted by the weak water crocodile.

Qin Ziyang didn't know how long he had been diving, it was pitch black all around, and only a few lights came out of the darkness not far away, and there were many shadows.

Behind, the Jindan monk who had been following closely behind him didn't know if he had caught up. The water pressure in the sea is very limited to the divine thoughts, and with the strength of his divine thoughts, they can only detect the situation from a distance of kilometers.

Moreover, as you dive deeper, the more you limit your thoughts!

Suddenly, Qin Ziyang's figure stopped suddenly, his eyes became cold, and he said coldly to the front: "What person, get out!"

The sound traveled down the sea and towards the front, almost forming ripples here under the increase of mana, surging towards him.

Soon, three tall and thin men dressed in dark blue clothes appeared in front of Qin Ziyang. The strange thing is that there is a transparent ball more than one person high around each of these three people, wrapping each of them.

This object is a unique ritual weapon in the East China Sea, called the Water Bead. As the name suggests, this object can allow monks to move freely in the water, and it is a magic weapon in the hands of monks in the East China Sea.

The larger the level of water repellent, the longer you can move in the water!

"Quack, where did you come from, the hairy boy, who actually dared to break into my Blood Water Sect's sphere of influence. Acquaintance quickly called out this treasure that shrouded you, otherwise it would ......"

Without waiting for this person to finish speaking, Qin Ziyang said coldly: "Blood Water Sect, I haven't heard of it, give Lao Tzu death!" After speaking, the Sen Xuan Sword shot out of his hand, rolling up a tornado-like water vapor in the water, and swept towards the three of them.

There is no reason to talk about it in the East China Sea, and the strong are respected. Even if he handed over all the treasures on his body, it would only increase the desire of these three people to kill him.

"You dare to do it, let's die!" one of the three shouted, and three different spiritual weapons were immediately sacrificed by the three of them, rushing towards Qin Ziyang's direction.

"Hmph!" Qin Ziyang snorted coldly, and under the darkness of the Mori Sword and the deep sea, the Blood Poison Flag was quietly taken out by him and seeped into the surrounding seawater.

As soon as the spirit weapons of the three of them collided with the Mori Sword, they immediately sensed that something was wrong. The function of the water beads was to absorb the aura and air in the surrounding sea water for them to breathe, but at this time, the poison contained in the blood poison flag seeped into the surrounding sea water, completely enveloping the three of them.

In other words, the three of them were completely breathing poisonous gas at this time!

"Despicable ......"

One of the three said in a trembling voice, but in the next second, the Mori Sword swept by, killing the three people who had been poisoned and couldn't move with one sword!

Qin Ziyang's figure immediately appeared in front of these three people, grabbed the storage bag on the waist of these three people and the three spiritual weapons, and put them together with the previous three storage bags.

Then, these three corpses were also put into the five yin pouches by him.

The Blood Poison Banner rolled up again, re-rolling the poisonous sea water around him into the Blood Poison Flag, and his figure dived towards the deep water again.

Shortly after he left, Lan Kui Zhenren came to this place under a sky-blue mist.

"There's a smell of blood, it seems that the kid surnamed Qin has just passed here!" Just as she was about to continue chasing, her face changed slightly, and she looked behind her sharply.

I saw that not far behind her, a series of more than ten figures flew towards this place rapidly under the support of one by one to avoid the water droplets.

These people's cultivation is just a foundation building period, and she didn't take it to heart. But the first person made her heart beat wildly, it was a young man dressed in sky blue, his face was sickly pale, and his eyes were bloody.

His cultivation is just like her, the early stage of Jindan!

"Where did you come from, little girl, dare to kill the people of my Blood Water Sect!" The young man felt the aura of a Jindan monk in front of him, and his three disciples were also killed here, and immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

Lan Kui is really angry, her age is of course a secret, this skin is just because of the exercises she practiced. Except for the few years when she was first introduced, she was called a little girl by her master and several uncles, and no monk dared to call her so!

As a Jindan monk, who is not an arrogant lord, especially as a person from the Yuanyang Sword Sect, practicing the art of swordsmanship, is even more arrogant.

Rather take in the straight, not in the song!

This matter, even if it is not done by himself, but this person is the first to insult, then he has to fight for one or two first. If you subdue him and fear him, you will naturally be able to speak!

"What if you don't kill it, what if you kill it!" Lan Kui Zhenren's cold tone spread along the sea, and a faint moisture appeared in the surrounding seawater, as if it was drizzling in the sea!

The pale Jindan monk's face changed suddenly, and as the two sides approached, he discovered the true face of Lan Kui Zhenren, and a trace of obscenity immediately appeared in the depths of his eyes, and said:

"It turned out to be a sharp-toothed woman, since you dare to kill my disciple of the Blood Water Sect, then go to the deity sect and let the deity spear serve you well!"

"Look for death!" Lan Kui's beautiful sky-blue eyes suddenly appeared with a touch of anger, and with a stretch of her hand, a round creature that looked like a ball appeared in her hand, and instantly turned into a crystal clear sword.

"Rain, snow, thunder and lightning, blizzard!"

Suddenly, the crystal clear long sword in Lan Kui Zhenren's hand stabbed slightly, and the sea water in front of him actually condensed into ice spears one foot square, rushing towards the people of the Blood Water Sect like a blizzard.

"Haha, it's a good time, apprentices, get out of here quickly, and see that the master will ask you for a master again!" The pale-faced Jindan monk shouted, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and a whip-like magic weapon that looked like the spine of a demon beast suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw it towards the rapidly flying ice spear!

"Smack!"