In Su Yizhao's eyes, he saw a palm print the size of a hundred feet slamming towards the sea.

Wherever the palm print passed, the roaring sea water dispersed.

The sea surface sinks downward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, he struck out a huge fist from the concave center.

The palms and fists collided instantly.

"Boom~"

With a loud sound, the surrounding seawater evaporated instantly, and the entire void exploded immediately.

A golden figure shot out from the deep sea, standing hundreds of feet away from Long Batian in the sky.

"Long Batian, even if you are here today, he must die!" The rough-looking middle-aged man pointed at Su Yizhao.

As his eyes swept across, Su Yizhao felt his hair standing on end instantly!

"She must also be buried with her!"

"Haha! Fellow Taoist Turtle, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so arrogant. I, Long Batian, want to protect them, but you can't kill any of them!" Long Batian flashed and stood in front of the two of them.

The middle-aged man gave a vicissitude of smile, "If it were up to me, I really can't do anything to you, but today, a distinguished guest happens to be here. Senior Long, please take action!"

Long Batian was shocked and said in horror: "Senior Long? Dragon Clan? Run away!"

"late!"

A melodious voice came from the sky, and a black cloud appeared above everyone's heads.

Su Yizhao looked up and was shocked.

Where are the black clouds in the sky?

A thin figure stood in the clouds, with a calm expression and did not speak, but looked down upon everyone from above.

Suddenly, he stretched out his thin right hand, opened his palm, and slapped it downwards.

In an instant, the thin palm turned into a huge palm print and fell from the sky, shrouding everyone in the palm print.

The air suddenly became extremely oppressive.

Although he was in the vast sky, Su Yizhao felt as if he was in a bottle with a cork.

His heartbeat quickened, and he ran the exercises in a hurry, regardless of fear.

But instantly, his expression turned frightened.

At the critical moment, the originally skillful technique turned out to be extremely jerky.

Under this giant palm, it is even difficult to operate the technique.

What kind of power is this?

Before the palm prints arrive, the pressure comes first.

Xuan Wuji and others obviously tried their best to fly outward, but their moving bodies were extremely slow and it was difficult to escape the scope of the giant palm.

On the other hand, Long Batian, although affected, still managed to escape to the edge of the giant palm.

"Dragon Clan's magical power, Heaven-Destroying Palm, which ancestor of the Dragon Clan are you? Do you want to start a land and sea war?" Long Batian's voice contained a sense of powerlessness.

The appearance of a demon cultivator of this level was no longer something he could handle.

The result will only be a war on land and sea.

The huge palm print slowly pressed down, and the void gradually distorted.

Su Yizhao's eyes were bloodshot, and blood was pouring from his mouth, ears, and nose.

The bones all over his body were "squeaking" and his flesh and blood were about to split.

"Xiuyue!"

Suddenly, he shouted.

Here, only Li Xiuyue has the lowest cultivation level.

Even he could hardly bear the pressure, and it was conceivable that Li Xiuyue was about to collapse.

On her absolutely beautiful face, blood dripped from her facial features again.

If he hadn't hugged her tightly and blocked her with all his strength, I'm afraid her beauty would have faded away and turned into blood.

"Xiu Yue!" Blood flowed from Su Yizhao's eyes.

"Brother Yi Zhao, with his bright eyes, will have to be determined in the next life...!"

"Xiu Yue!" The spiritual energy in Su Yizhao's dantian seemed to be solidified!

Apart from shouting at the top of his lungs and hugging her tightly, there was nothing he could do.

The void with a radius of ten miles was horribly twisted, as if it was about to be crushed.

The bodies of all the monks were bent and deformed...

The Heaven-Destroying Palm!

So scary!

One palm, destroy the sky!

Everyone thought they were going to die, with despair on their faces!

Suddenly.

Su Yizhao felt his body light up, and Li Xiuyue in his arms disappeared.

His liver and gallbladder were shattered instantly!

Li Xiuyue, who left his arms, would instantly turn into blood under such pressure?

He raised his head vigorously.

Bloodshot eyes traced Li Xiuyue's figure!

Suddenly, he was shocked all over!

Above the sky, a whirlpool the size of a hundred feet suddenly appeared.

A monk over ten feet tall emerged from the whirlpool sitting cross-legged. In the void in front of him, lay a bloody Li Xiuyue.

"Xiu Yue!" Su Yizhao said in a hoarse voice, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat.

The face of the monk sitting cross-legged was blurred, but his words were clear: "If you dare to hurt the true blood descendants of my Li family, you will die!"

Before he finished speaking, he pointed his right hand at the ancestor of the dragon clan and flicked it with his fingers.

Long Batian exclaimed: "Upper, upper realm, powerful projection...!"

The ancestor of the Dragon Clan seemed to feel the danger of death, and was about to run away, but when he heard a "bang", his thin body instantly disappeared into ashes.

"What turtle clan! Die to me all!"

The monk sitting cross-legged turned his right hand into a palm and gently pressed it toward the sea.

Su Yizhao hurriedly lowered his head and looked towards the sea.

No response!

The sea is calm and has no waves.

When he was surprised, he saw that the sea water hundreds of miles below disappeared instantly, revealing the uneven seabed.

Under the sea, the reefs were shattered one after another.

It's like there is an invisible force that is irresistible to all things, from near to far, swallowing up everything in the sea and below.

The reefs, fish and shrimps, and the turtles staying on the seabed one by one stretch for hundreds of miles, and everything turns into a blank.

Shock!

The pressure on Su Yizhao's body has long since dissipated, and the bleeding has stopped.

But he didn't realize it!

My heart is in chaos, I don’t know what to think!

What kind of power is this?

As he breathed, the seawater hundreds of miles away surged in, gradually filling up the blank space.

But Su Yizhao knew that since then, this sea area has become hundreds of feet deeper.

Looking at the monk, Su Yizhao had doubts in his eyes.

Although his face was blurry, he felt familiar.

Suddenly, the monk's eyes shot towards him.

His eyes had no time to dodge, and were firmly tied by that look.

The monk didn't speak.

No one dared to speak. The air seemed to have been drained from the air, and it was extremely oppressive.

The two men were still looking at each other.

One breath, two breaths...!

silence!

Incomparable silence!

Suddenly, Su Yizhao's eyes showed disbelief.

He knows this monk!

In Gravel City, in the Li family ancestral hall, a portrait of a monk is enshrined.

The monk in the portrait was instantly magnified a hundred times in my mind, and it actually completely overlapped with this monk.

This is the ancestor of the Li family!

He really didn't expect that the ancestors of the originally ordinary Li family could be so powerful.

This is not the most shocking thing for him.

What shocked him the most was that the monk also had a look of shock in his eyes.

Although it was subtle, he could feel it completely.

Does he know himself?

How could he know himself?

"Impossible!" The monk whispered to himself, and then said uncertainly: "It is also very possible!"

Su Yizhao was overjoyed and was about to ask, but the monk suddenly said to him: "This woman is my true blood descendant, and her achievements are above mine. I will take her away first. If you have the ability, you can find her on your own!"

After saying that, he disappeared into the whirlpool with Li Xiuyue in an instant.
Chapter completed!