As the sky thunder several feet wide fell from the sky to the sea.

The entire sea surface was hit by this thunder, and countless waves of flowers emerged.

The wild cultivator who took action before was the first to be hit by this thunder, and instantly turned into ashes.

Countless waves were rising and falling on the sea. Some monks who were hit by the waves screamed and rolled into the sea. Soon a stream of blue smoke emerged, turning into a white bone.

Li Fuyao stood on the sword and looked at the terrifying scene, feeling a little glad to be glad.

If Yan Le hadn't talked with him for some time, he would have fallen into the sea. If so, he would have really been like these monks.

The Zen master's Padmasambhava was born in the sea. At this moment, the roots that were as wide as the two of them hugged each other began to rot, and after a moment, they broke directly.

Zenzi and Gu Yuan stood on the lotus but did not fall on the sea.

The lotus hovered in the air.

The Zen boy's expression has never changed.

Nowadays, the people here are the highest level of Zenzi and Ye Shengge. Although they really want to fight, Zenzi has a high chance of not be able to beat the Taoist Ye Shengge.

But this does not mean that Zen is not strong.

He is a young junior who has high hopes for Buddhism. When it comes to generations, he is half a generation older than the Taoist seed.

Standing on the lotus and looking at the waves that are constantly growing, the Zenzi didn't speak.

Some monks have persisted on the sea for too long, and now they are exhausted. Those who have no magical tools have begun to stagnate, and their faces are a little pale with magical tools.

Zenzi looked over there and took out several seeds from his arms in silence.

When I threw it into the sea, many lotus flowers soon emerged.

The monks who were exhausted quickly landed on the Zenzi's lotus and sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your rescue..."

There are only a few lotus flowers, but there are many monks who are not strong enough. Even if there are several people standing on a lotus, there is no way to take care of everyone.

They saw that Zenzi did not throw out seeds anymore.

So a war broke out.

The most important thing here is Su Tan's Ruyi in his hands, but because it is too important, everyone is not in a hurry to take action. Instead, a chaotic battle broke out here soon.

From time to time, people are knocked into the sea.

Turns into white bones.

Gu Yuan looked at Zenzi and said worriedly: "What should I do!"

The Zenzi showed some unbearableness between his eyebrows, but he was still very calm. "Those seeds are the lotus flowers in the Lingshan Mountain. There are only a few flowers in the entire Buddha land. It is already the limit that I can bring out so many, and there are really no more."

Gu Yuan frowned and said, "Are you just watching them die like this?"

The Zen master didn't say anything.

In fact, he knew the result before throwing out these seeds. He just couldn't bear it when he looked at the monks who fell into the sea from time to time.

Many monks fell into the sea and became one after another. This was a very terrifying thing. For example, Su Tan, she looked at the scene with Ruyi in her arms, and was already scared to cry.

But the waves were too loud, and no one heard such a girl crying.

There were many people floating in the air, looking at this scene, feeling a little sad.

More than fear.

The monks are very powerful, but there are still things that cannot be solved. When encountering such a thing, it will naturally be no different from ordinary people.

The wild cultivator whispered: "It's so miserable."

This is what they think.

The middle-aged Ye Xiu said: "There are far more than that on the road of cultivation. It sounds miserable, but how miserable can it be?"

The wild cultivator raised his head and asked, "Master, will we die here?"

The middle-aged Ye Xiu, who was born unknown and did not know who he was taught by, said, "Where is this easy."

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If the sea water flooded out that time before, it looked like a purgatory on earth, then at this time, it would be a purgatory on earth.

Countless monks and demon cultivators looked at this scene and acted more or less.

There were no movements, only those few.

Li Fuyao and Qinghuai stood on the sword and looked at Su Tan.

Qinghuai asked, "That's that girl?"

Li Fuyao nodded, not explaining anything, but his hand was holding the black-haired hand, covered in sweat.

Li Fuyao was looking at Su Tan, and someone was looking at Li Fuyao.

Among the monks who came to Wushan, there were many sword cultivators. Although they could not say the word "swordsman", they were still using swords. Naturally, they knew that all the swordsmen in the world were just one sword in their hands. But Li Fuyao in front of him was not only able to control the sword, but also carry a sword in his hand. What's going on?

Li Fuyao naturally didn't know what others were thinking. He looked at the door surrounded by thunder, thinking that it would be not easy to enter this thunder formation.

The one who took action before should be a cultivator in the morning and dusk realm.

This is probably the first test left by the saint.

Su Tan's eyes fell accurately on Li Fuyao through the waves, and then he saw the green locust behind him. Su Tan's eyes felt a little disappointed, but it was well concealed.

All of this was seen by Qinghuai.

She has no emotions.

"Ye Shengge, we can't wait."

The person who spoke was that he didn't know when he came to Nan Temple here.

He is a young genius on the Taichu list, with a high level and great combat power.

He is also the highest-level person in the Taoist sect except Ye Shengge.

Looking at the Chenxie Mountain Taoist Seed, Nanmiao said carefully, "The Ruyi in the woman's arms is obviously the key to opening the door. If we don't do it, we will be afraid that others will take action."

Ye Shengge looked at the demon monks not far away and remained silent.

Apart from these young people, most people probably know that this trip to the Misty Mountain is not just the only young people.

But it seems that the number of demon cultivators always prevails.

Seeing Ye Shengge in the South Temple, I was not allowed to do anything

He moved and said angrily: "Ye Shengge, if you don't think about Chen Xieshan, you should think about the Taoist sect. Even if you don't think about the Taoist sect, you should think about the human race!"

Ye Shengge still didn't speak.

Nanmiao looked at Ye Shengge with anger in his eyes. Ye Shengge didn't say anything, but just turned his head to look at him.

The Nan Temple is covered with ice cold, like falling from an ice cave!

"I don't need others to teach me when doing things."

After saying this, Ye Shengge's map of welcoming spring floated away for a while and fell to the Zenzi's lotus.

Countless people were watching Ye Shengge, but many people still didn’t know why Ye Shengge was.

The Zen master clasped his hands together and already knew the purpose of Ye Shengge.

"Ye Shi took action, and the little monk must have helped him, but I don't know if it can be done."

Ye Shengge looked at Zenzi and said calmly: "If you don't succeed, you will succeed. No matter what happened before, it is now the grudge between the human race and the demon race, so that's all."

Zenzi nodded and signaled to know.

Ye Shengge looked at Gu Yuan without saying anything, and then she looked into the distance.

Meet Li Fuyao's eyes.

Li Fuyao frowned slightly, already knowing Ye Shengge's thoughts.

Ye Shengge rumored in his heart, "If you stop Chongye, if possible, just stop another person."

Li Fuyao also asked in his heart: "Are you sure to fight against the sky thunder?"

Ye Shengge didn't say anything, but just looked at Li Fuyao deeply.

A moment later, under the eyes of everyone, Ye Shengge threw a snow-white thing into the sky, which looked like a good magic weapon.

No one knew what this was, but looking at the light, everyone knew that the grade was not low, and it was something that the Taoist species took out, so a big battle broke out soon.

The light brought by countless magical instruments appeared in the distance, and countless monks began to fight.

Ye Shengge's expression was calm and he rushed into the thunder formation. Countless thunders felt Ye Shengge's roar, making a loud noise, and his power was even greater than before.

There are purple thunder between heaven and earth.

Bi Yu and Xiqiu looked at each other, and then they looked at Chongye.

Chongye put his eyes on Feng Lu.
To be continued...