"The human monk who is wanted in the whole sea area?" Deep under the sea, a young monk asked: "There is such an outstanding figure among the human race?"

The middle-aged monk wearing a golden crown, who was the head of the hall, said: "This person should have contact with the upper world. When the turtles were wiped out with a single palm, it should be the work of a powerful person in the upper world! And at that time, this monk was present!"

The young monk nodded and said: "Perhaps he is a descendant of a powerful person in the upper world, but that may not be so easy to kill! Is this why the Golden Dragon clan does not dare to act rashly?"

The Golden Crown monk nodded and said with a wry smile: "There are many outstanding young people in the Golden Dragon Clan. The Golden Dragon Clan is also powerful enough, but it is still not enough to slap the powerful ones in the upper world!"

The young monk agreed.

The power of the upper world cannot be offended by any force.

The only one who can deal with the great powers of the upper realm is the great powers of the upper realm.

And no one knows whether the Golden Dragon clan has great power in the upper realm.

Even if there is, if you can’t contact us, it’s impossible!

The young monk asked: "So, you want me to go and have a look?"

"Kill him if you get the chance!"

"As long as I am willing, I will create opportunities even if there are no opportunities!" The young monk was very confident, "Where is he?"

The golden-crowned monk pointed toward the ground, "The secret realm of the void!"

The young monk asked: "With my level of cultivation, I will be rejected!"

"I know. Anyway, go and take a look when you have time!" The golden-crowned monk had a wry smile on his face.

The young monk nodded, turned and left.

Suddenly, he stopped, turned around and said, "It's better not to stay here. It should be much better to deal with him when he returns to the mainland!"

Hearing this, the Golden Crown monk felt a little embarrassed, "Then I will try my best to restrain the young golden dragons in my clan!"

In the secret realm, Su Yizhao sat cross-legged in the air.

What secret realm is this?

Like the vast starry sky, boundless!

I can't feel the passage of time or the existence of space.

But the Qinglong's message is very clear, this secret realm can understand the laws of space!

Su Yizhao punched the starry sky.

The fist seemed to travel through countless time and space and instantly appeared in the distance.

But it seemed like it was still staying in place and didn't attack at all.

His chest suddenly felt tight.

It’s really uncomfortable to have such contradictory feelings!

He did not believe in evil, and with a thought, the nine flying swords instantly pierced out.

In the vast starry sky, thousands of sword lights scattered away in an instant.

But in such a vast starry sky, thousands of sword lights are inconspicuous.

Su Yizhao just kept stimulating the profound energy, hurriedly squeezing his fingers with both hands, and the Great Perfection "Qiankun Sword Jue" exploded instantly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

The sword technique was driven to the extreme, and the sword light pierced deep into the starry sky like a meteor.

Suddenly.

The sword light that penetrated deep into the starry sky disappeared.

In the spiritual consciousness, the nine flying swords disappeared instantly.

Su Yizhao couldn't help but be horrified!

He turned around suddenly and saw nine flying swords appearing on his back, stabbing him violently.

In his heart, he quickly told him to stop!

The nine flying swords, shining with cold light, were less than one foot away from his face.

With one move, the flying sword returned to the storage ring.

"cough!"

The tightness in his chest was unbearable, and he coughed lightly, leaving a trail of blood from the corner of his mouth!

Nima!

He almost became the first monk to be stabbed to death by his own flying sword!

This feeling is really uncomfortable!

Extremely far yet extremely close!

What a contradiction!

Su Yizhao pondered for a moment, closed his eyes, wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and gained insights bit by bit in his heart to resolve this contradiction.

...

Southwest border, coast.

"Get out!" A young monk stood barefoot on the beach, looking into the deep sea with his back to hundreds of monks.

Hundreds of monks were roared by him and couldn't help but take two steps back.

The first two monks were Zeng Ziping and Lang Fengchun. They looked at each other with fear in their eyes.

Lang Fengchun asked: "Who are you?"

The young monk didn't know how to do it and said: "Get out! You are not qualified to ask me, go find the elite disciples of Xuantian Sect!"

Zeng Ziping was so angry that he instantly raised the giant sword on his shoulder and slashed it down, shouting: "Wan Forging Slash!"

Thousands of giant swords suddenly appeared in the sky above the young monk, and they slashed down with the force of splitting the mountain!

At this moment, the young man turned around and said "Ouch~!"

Deafening!

Thousands of giant swords dissipated instantly!

Lang Fengchun said with difficulty: "Golden Dragon, the Golden Dragon clan! Retreat!"

Without his greeting, the moment the young monk opened his mouth, a huge golden dragon head appeared, and hundreds of monks were so frightened that they ran away.

The Jinlong clan is just like the Xuantian Sect.

Only the elite disciples of Xuantian Sect dare to fight the golden dragon.

Lang Fengchun looked at the back of the young monk and stepped back quickly.

"What is it waiting for?" Zeng Ziping asked.

Lang Fengchun shook his head, "Who knows!"

"Could it be him?"

"who?"

Zeng Ziping hesitated and said: "Butterfield Swordsman Su Yizhao!"

Lang Fengchun was shocked all over.

Absolutely possible!

The brothel swordsman is still in the sea, and this golden dragon may have met him before, failed to defeat him, suffered a big loss, and wants revenge!

The two quickly retreated.

Although their names are at the top of the list, there is absolutely no problem in becoming elite disciples of the Xuantian Sect, but unfortunately, they are not yet!

There was this golden dragon sitting on the coast, and the human monks and demon monks retreated one after another.

Since then, the fighting between the two young monks has come to an end.

The scope of Sanwu City has already expanded more than ten times.

All mortals and monks below the Sixth God Realm were gathered in the city.

The realm of ghosts is right in front of you.

Passing through the Soul Realm, you can reach the prosperous Eastern world.

There are many resources and a complete cultivation system there. It is definitely a holy land for monks.

But what a pity!

They can't get through.

Countless mortals and monks below the Sixth God Realm have tried it, but there is no other possibility except death.

The aura of despair enveloped the entire Sanwu City, and hundreds of millions of monks and mortals were lifeless.
To be continued...