Chapter 653: Thunderbolt in the Clear Sky, Wild Beast in Penghu

Sunk by the sea.

Ding Yi, shrouded in a large black robe, appeared quietly.

Staring at the golden sky, he remained silent.

Suddenly, his expression condensed and he glanced at a corner in the distance.

A giant turtle surfaced in the waves, with three people standing on it.

The leader looked up at the sky, seeming to be calculating something, and shook his head after a while.

Behind him stood a man and a woman, both of whom were young in appearance.

When Ding Yi looked at them, the young man also looked over indifferently.

Ding Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and without hesitation dived under the water and disappeared.

The young man frowned and whispered to the middle-aged man with slightly white temples in front of him: "Father, there are many people who are interested in sinking into the secret realm of the sea!"

The middle-aged man didn't look back, and said calmly: "This secret realm has been around for more than a thousand years. There is no airtight wall in the world, and other people will naturally know it. In the past, Yuan Mo Sect locked others up and dared not get involved, but now Yuan Mo Sect has no one. Of course, everyone wants to get a piece of the pie. Don’t think too much, but they are just some golden elixir monks. They are looking for death. "

"What about me and Xiao Lian?"

"You are different, you have my protection. If you can find the spirit-shaping holy spring that Li Daneng soaked in originally, you can not only reshape your spiritual roots and easily advance to the Nascent Soul stage, but you may even be able to comprehend the power of the law in advance during the Nascent Soul stage in the future. Step into the realm of becoming a god!”

"Is the Spirit-Shaping Holy Spring real?" The young man had a look of confusion on his face, as if he didn't believe that such a treasure really existed in the world.

His father didn't explain much. After watching the Sunken Sea for a while, he made a plan.

"The accumulated dead energy in this sea is constantly venting towards the Arctic Night Mountain, thus artificially causing the secret realm to be opened in advance. It is good news and bad news. It is opened in advance, the momentum is insufficient, and the full success has not been completed. We still have to Wait months to get in.”

"Let's find a place to stay first, and then we can find a quieter entrance to enter."

As he spoke, the giant turtle slowly dived under his feet, eventually disappearing without a trace.

And on the other side.

Ding Yi, who left the Sunken Sea, breathed a sigh of relief.

"The connection is still weak and cannot be found. It can be seen that the secret realm is not fully opened, but it gives us some time."

"However, there is no time to delay. We must urge Demon Lord Qingyang when we get back."

As he murmured in his heart, Ding had a fierce look in his eyes.

Qingyang Demon Lord is the suitable candidate he personally selected. He has strength but is still under control and will not overwhelm him.

But if the opponent is promoted to the late stage of Golden Core, the variables will be too great.

…

One month later.

On Pengdao.

Ding Yi and Moyun Cave Master came hand in hand and forced themselves to see Luo Chen.

This time, Luo Chen did not stay behind closed doors.

The meeting place was placed in the Alchemy Palace, which was not suitable for receiving guests.

Watching Luo Chen casting a sword box and repairing a flower basket magic weapon, Ding Yi and the master of Moyun Cave looked at each other, seemingly unexpected.

"Just because of this, you closed the door to thank guests and didn't even see us?"

Luo Chen said without raising his head: "According to what you said, the Sinking Sea group is quite dangerous, and neither you nor I are completely sure that we can escape unscathed. Before leaving, some things should have a beginning and an end. This flower basket magic weapon, It was because I promised a friend that I would help him repair it. Only by resolving the matter before departure could Luo have a clear idea. "

Ding Yi was speechless.

Moyun Cave Master didn't pay much attention to it. It was a rare opportunity to observe Qingyangzi's casting in person. At this moment, he was focusing on the other party's technique.

I just looked at it for a while, but I didn't see anything profound or subtle, which was a pity in my heart.

Luo Chen slowed down his movements slightly and raised his head to look at Ding Yi.

"You are so anxious to see me, you must not be concerned about Luo's health, right?"

Ding Yi shook his head and immediately recounted what he had seen and heard in Sinking Sea.

Finally, he said seriously: "The ruins are opening now, you and I have to make plans early!"

Luo Chen frowned and said, "That's not what you said at first. The opening and closing of the ruins happens at the same time as the celestial phenomena happen. It can be as short as one or two years or as long as forty or fifty years. I still have a lot of time to wait. ?"

"This time and that time should be different from each other!"

Ding Yi took a deep breath, combined the many situations he observed, and came up with his own inference.

"The opening of the ruins this time was not natural, but man-made. It is said that the Shark Emperor Liujun used a secret method to intercept the dead energy of the Sunken Sea to lift the seal of Ye Motian, which led to the early opening of the ruins. No one knows, until Will it be closed early? If I'm trapped inside, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out."

"Besides, if you go a step earlier, you can reap more benefits."

"Qingyangzi, we can't delay!"

After hearing this, Luo Chen frowned even more.

After a long while, he said quietly: "Give me a little more time!"

After that, he continued the previous casting work.

This is already showing the intention of seeing off guests.

There was a flash of anger on Ding's face, but at the signal of Cave Master Moyun, he did not make an attack and went back unwillingly.

Luo Chen did not see off the guests and was still busy in the Alchemy Palace.

After half a day, he stopped what he was doing.

The repair of Duanli's flower basket magic weapon is actually very simple. It only requires some materials. After repairing it, the owner can store it for a period of time.

What he focused on was the strange magic weapon that Han Zhan entrusted to him.

Soul Sky Sword Box!

Using better crocodile silk to replace diseased willow silk has the best effect of isolating evil spirits.

The other auxiliary materials are also excellent choices.

It took a month and was a success.

He couldn't say how powerful it was, but at least it could meet Han Zhan's requirements.

Rubbing the soft skin of the sword box, Luo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ding Yi, he is very anxious!

And, it’s getting more and more urgent!

This is good news for myself.

Even if his impatience does not make him turn against the guest, it can still make him fight against others in subsequent actions.

But he himself was in no hurry.

We are just one step away from reaching the fourth level of the ancient world.

This trump card may be the only way he can compete with the real Yuanying. No matter how anxious he is, he can't do it in a hurry.

"take it easy!"

"Perhaps he died early and was reincarnated early?"

Luo Chen chuckled lightly, put away the refined Soul Heaven Sword Box, turned around and entered the Star Dou Hall.

He recently had feelings about "The Convergence of Ten Thousand Daos". The closer he got to the fourth level of the ancient world, the more he discovered many flaws in this body-training technique.

If they can be solved one by one, it may add some power after changing into the true form.

…

Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting, a gathering place for casual cultivators.

In the hearts of low-level casual cultivators, they are not inferior to those sacred places of casual cultivators!

With the war between good and evil over the years, more and more casual cultivators have gathered in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, and every day seems to be a new atmosphere.

But this year, those low-level casual cultivators feel more and more depressed.

It seems that there are more and more high-level powerhouses within the territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association?

Especially when the strange celestial phenomena in the golden sky and black sea appeared, those strong men who sneaked in gradually became unable to restrain themselves.

Slowly, a rumor began to spread among countless people.

There is an ancient secret realm in the Sunken Sea!

Among them are countless treasures left by ancient monks after they passed away. If ordinary people can obtain them, they may extend their lives, or their realm will greatly increase. If they are lucky, they may even be promoted to Nascent Soul and dominate the world!

It stands to reason that not everyone will believe these baseless rumors.

But unfortunately, the weird celestial phenomena continued.

In addition, some people spread that Li Canghai, the current number one person in Beihai, benefited from that ruin and was promoted to the realm of divine transformation.

In this way, the authenticity of the news is increasingly guaranteed.

Many casual cultivators want to explore the Sunken Sea.

Originally, they were worried that the Ten Thousand Immortals closest to the Sunken Sea would interfere with it.

Unexpectedly, after the three eight-star demon hunters led a team to sweep away the demonic beasts that had fallen and entrenched overseas, they all withdrew back, as if they didn't care at all.

Those monks who had their own plans were immediately ready to take action.

Countless monks began to gather towards the Sea of ​​Sinking.

until!

Three months later.

Hundreds of sky-reaching tornadoes rose from the Sunken Sea and shot straight into the sky.

When the dragon absorbed water and disappeared, it left behind cyclones on the sunken sea!

A large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy was sucked into the cyclone and disappeared without a trace.

Some people say that the location of those cyclones is the entrance to the secret realm. There are countless treasures in the secret realm, first come first served.

Suddenly, everyone watching could no longer hold back.

Sunk by the sea.

Ding Yi and Moyun Cave Master rode on the clouds and mist. From a distance, they watched the streams of light escape into the black ocean and swim toward the locations of the cyclones.

At this moment, it seems like thousands of mayflies are merging into one sea!

"These people are not stupid, they know better than to fly out of the air." Cave Master Moyun said with a smile.

"Everyone knows the name of the Void Foehn Wind. However, these people who were blinded by the opportunity of the treasure were not prepared at all to deal with it. They recklessly stepped into the Sea of ​​Sinking just to seek death."

Ding Yi snorted, extremely disdainful of what those people did.

Moyun Cave Master strongly agreed. In order to enter the sea, none of them had planned for many years and had to recruit powerful companions before they dared to enter.

These people really don't know how to live or die.

Within sight, many casual cultivators could be seen escaping in panic as soon as they entered.

The black sea water was crazily corroding those people's mana shields and protective treasures.

Those who practice Qi cannot swim more than ten miles.

Those who build the foundation can only travel a hundred miles at most.

This is still a matter of doing what you can.

If there is someone who overestimates his own abilities, he will quietly fall into the boundless black sea while swimming.

Some Jindan monks were fully prepared and carefully stepped into the Sea of ​​Sinking.

But before he could find the cyclone, he was swept away by the invisible foehn wind in the sea water, and was corroded and submerged by the sea water.

However, in just a few days, the scene of thousands of escaping lights swimming together in the same sea disappeared.

On the shore of the sunken sea, there are more frightened survivors and onlookers.

During this process, Cave Master Moyun, who was proficient in formations, noticed something.

"The death of these people brought a lot of death energy to this ocean. The death energy merged into the cyclone and strengthened the cyclone. It should be the result of some kind of formation specifically drawing the death energy."

Ding Yi thought thoughtfully, "Perhaps, this is the reason why the senior officials of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association do not prohibit low-level monks from approaching the Sunken Sea."

Take human life to fill it up to increase the dead energy of the Sunken Sea.

After Moyun Cave Master observed for a moment, he shook his head regretfully.

"Unfortunately, Sanqing Gorge was destroyed, the terrain has changed, and part of the dead energy is gathering towards Ye Motian. As a result, these cyclones are extremely slow to form and grow."

Ding Yi resolutely said, "This has nothing to do with us. The Sunken Sea has accumulated countless years of death energy. How can it be drained out in a short while, enough for us to enter and hunt for treasures."

The Lord of Moyun Cave hesitated, "Then when shall we go in?"

During the days of their observation, they even found that some Yuanying Zhenren who disdained to hide their whereabouts had entered.

If it is any later, I am afraid there will be nothing left.

When this question was mentioned, Ding Yi's face instantly darkened.

"Qingyang Demon Lord!"

...

"Are you urging me again?"

In the Xingdou Hall, Luo Chen flicked away the dust formed by the burning of the sound transmission talisman, with a look of neither sadness nor joy.

It seemed that the urgency of others had nothing to do with him.

He was naked, covered with black mud.

Inside, the true fire was blazing, burning every corner of the body.

The extraordinary pain, added to the body, would have made ordinary people fainted long ago, but Luo Chen seemed to be unaware.

He even urged the true fire to focus on tempering certain places according to the "Ten Thousand Daos Convergence" that he had modified these days.

Don't underestimate these details.

It is precisely by relying on quantitative changes that there is a chance to achieve qualitative changes.

Time passed slowly.

While Luo Chen was concentrating on body training, the outside world was in a commotion caused by the strange phenomenon in the Sinking Sea. Not only did it not disappear because of the death of a large number of low-level cultivators, but it gradually became bigger and bigger.

One after another, powerful men from unknown places entered the Sinking Sea from all directions.

There was even a peerless demon king who rolled up the wind and waves from the depths of the Demon Sea and forcibly stepped into the Sinking Sea.

Not only that, chaos also emerged in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association.

The three eight-star demon hunters disappeared together!

Some people said that they also went to that secret place.

Not only Diaosou and others, but even the Blood Sanren who had been active before has not appeared for a long time.

The decades-long war between good and evil was strangely stopped after the strange phenomenon of the Sinking Sea appeared.

Some people rumored that Feng Sanren, one of the three great Sanren of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, appeared in the Canghai League, and it was he who caused the truce of the war between good and evil.

And all this had nothing to do with Luo Chen.

…

One year later.

Ding Yi stepped on the shore of Penghu again.

The scene in front of him was still vast and misty, with no trace of anyone.

Ding Yi was furious. Without waiting for the advice of the monk guarding the lake, he went into the sky with a yellow gourd in his hand.

He wanted to force his way into Penghu!

"Qingyang Demon Lord, you have broken your promise so much, you must give me an explanation today!"

He shouted angrily and slapped the green gourd with his palm.

Suddenly, bright golden sand rolled out of the gourd and rushed towards the Penghu formation.

Just at this moment, a strong wind swept in and stirred the golden sand.

Ding Yi snorted, and the golden sand that rolled out suddenly took shape and gathered in the air into a hundred-foot monster that looked like a snake but not a snake and a earthworm but not an earthworm, which was almost exactly the same as the sandworm in the legend.

Smoke filled the air, and a huge dragon slowly floated up from the water, revealing the tyrannical aura of the great demon king.

The dragon soared into the air and flicked its tail.

The sandworm was not afraid. After being smashed into gravel, it gathered and formed again, trying to wrap the black dragon.

Another strange wind came to help the dragon blow away the golden sand.

Ding Yi's expression remained unchanged. He slapped the yellow gourd again, and another sandworm flew out.

In the mist, Tianxuan's expression changed slightly. While withdrawing, he kept waving the Nine Wind Banana Fan in his hand.

Ding Yi's expression was fierce. He moved his body and forced his way into the Penghu formation.

"You two can't stop me. Let Qingyang roll out to see me!"

It was at this time.

In the void, there seemed to be a sound of swords!

Clang!

Ding Yi's expression changed slightly as he was filled with murderous intent.

"Is it the killing move of the Penghu formation?"

Ding Yi had a hunch that if the sword was swung, he would definitely not be able to resist it.

This was not an attack that a Jindan cultivator could launch at all. It could only be explained by the killing formation arranged by the 800-li Penghu.

"I was too careless today. I should have called Moyun Cave Master along."

Ding Yi regretted that he was too careless today and flew out of Penghu.

After landing on the shore, he looked towards the direction of Pengdao with hatred.

"Qingyang, if you don't want to go, don't blame us for not waiting for you."

After shouting loudly, he turned around and left without any more lingering feelings. He had already made up his mind to go directly to the Sinking Sea with Moyun Cave Master.

Just as he turned around.

Suddenly!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Ding Yi looked back suddenly, and the scene he saw made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Large patches of clouds and mist formed a trend of collapsing inwards, rolling towards the center of the 800-li Penghu.

The lake surface, which was originally peaceful and calm, was now boiling and rolling.

Not only that, a terrifying amount of spiritual energy rose from the islands and even the bottom of the lake, and gathered in that direction like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

"This..."

Ding Yi was shocked, and the next moment he saw the collapsed clouds flying back and covering the vast Penghu again.

It seemed that everything before was just an illusion, as if nothing had happened.

But who is Ding Yi? Even with the big formation blocking him, he can still feel the boiling and restless spiritual energy here.

Especially!

In the depths of the unknown Penghu, a terrifying atmosphere is brewing at this moment, as if an ancient wild beast is slowly waking up from its slumber!