The sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Territory is clear and the sky is clear. Real monks with great supernatural powers have calculated with the magic of heavenly interpretation that there will be no storms on the sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Territory for several months in the future. Now is the best time to cross the sea.
If we miss these few months, there will be another big storm, and I am afraid we will have to wait for at least another year and a half.
The monks from the Dongluo River Realm also set out on this day.
The white-haired and ruddy-faced ancestor Chu Donghan, as well as the other three true master ancestors, brought sixty or seventy true masters and true essence monks from Lieyang Sect to the seaside of Hailan City. At the seaside ferry, there were also
There are hundreds of huge sailing ships moored.
Chu Donghan looked at the calm blue sky and the sea, and said with a solemn expression: "We will have a very long sea journey to the Dongzhou Divine Realm. During this period, there will be very few places to settle on the island. Dear nephews and grandnephews, please remember to follow me.
Don't fall behind, otherwise you will most likely be buried in this sea. Only after arriving at the Dongzhou Divine Islands can you have a stable place to stay. However, as long as you can reach the Dongzhou Divine Islands safely, you will definitely have something to do there.
Great work."
The sea in front of him was calm and peaceful, but the danger in the depths of the sea frightened him, a true master monk who had once crossed this sea.
"Uncle, our disciples are all ready. I would like to ask if you can set off to Dongfang Hancui and come to the back of Patriarch Chu Donghan to report.
"Okay, let's go!" Chu Donghan tightened the spirit beast bag on his waist.
A seventh-level Fiery Golden Luan soared into the sky. The wings of this giant bird were spread out to a length of more than twenty feet. It had a frighteningly large body. It had red feathers on its forehead, red wings on its wings, and three long green feathers on its tail.
, extremely gorgeous.
The power of this Fiery Golden Luan frightened a group of surrounding True Essence monks to stumble back several hundred feet. Chu Donghan's rider turned out to be a domesticated late-stage True Master Fiery Golden Luan.
This huge Fiery Golden Luan made a clear cry, and after hovering in the sky for a while, it landed docilely in front of Ancestor Chu Donghan again, and flew into the sky carrying Ancestor Sun, flying towards the Dongzhou Divine Realm.
"Let's go!" The other three ancestors smiled, each with a high-level spiritual bird to ride on.
Including Yuwen Zhouyuan, all Lieyang Sect Zhenyuan disciples looked at these giant birds with envy, especially Yuwen Zhouyuan. He had seen the ferocity of the wild Fiery Golden Luan with his own eyes in the deserted badlands of the Dongluo River Mountains.
A seventh-level fierce fire golden luan is enough to kill dozens of real monks and make them flee.
They did not have the ability to control such a high-level rare bird, so they could only fly honestly with their weapons and follow the four ancestors to the Eastern Continent Divine Realm.
At the same time, real people and true monks from other major realms of immortality also flew into the sky from Hailan City under the leadership of the true master ancestors of various sects.
Throughout the sea surface, countless bright magic weapons turned into dots of light and flew quickly into the dangerous and vast sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Domain.
The recruitment order of the Immortal Association is not only valid for a few immortal realms such as Dongluo River Realm, Dongyang Immortal Realm Realm, Sun Never Sets Empire Immortal Realm Realm, Sangui, but also for most of the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm.
After leaving Hailan City, Yuwen Zhouyuan mingled among the monks of the Lieyang Sect, and together with tens of thousands of real people from all walks of life and Zhenyuan monks, flew to the Dongzhou Divine Realm with their swords.
Although Chu Donghan Laozhu had already mentioned the difficulty of this trip in advance, the difficulty of crossing the sea was still beyond Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expectation.
On the vast sea leading to the Dongzhou Divine Territory, there is boundless sea water on all sides, and there is no trace of any land at all.
Such a flight can last as long as a month at the shortest, regardless of day or night. During the day, you are facing the dazzling sun, and at night, you are looking at the moonlight in the dark starry sky on the sea. There is no place to stop.
Sometimes, Yuwen Zhouyuan's imperial weapon flies so numbly that he even suspects that he is not flying with the imperial weapon, but is staying in the sky above a piece of sea without moving.
If there were not so many monks flying together, the will of a single real monk would not be able to sustain it.
The other Zhenyuan monks of Lieyang Sect are no better off than Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Especially for those true essence monks, although flying with a sword consumes very little mana, the mana is still quickly consumed after such a long flight. After flying for only one day, spiritual stones are needed to replenish the mana.
The long and boring flight of the imperial weapon quickly consumed the patience and energy of this group of sea-crossing monks.
Fortunately, they have experienced various experiences among the monks. As monks in the True Yuan and Real Person Stages, this small difficulty has not had any negative impact on them.
And all this has just begun.
The first half month of crossing the sea was calm and they encountered almost no scary things, not even sea monsters. However, only half a month later, they encountered big trouble.
Some of the people flying at the front of the group of monks saw a small black dot appearing in front of the sea. They couldn't help but be surprised. The small black dot moved extremely fast on the sea.
"Hey, what is that?"
"Look, it seems very big. It doesn't look like a sea monster..." It kind of looks like it.
Some of the real monks at the front had never seen this thing before and were at a loss as to the danger. They were pointing and chattering about the little black dot.
Ancestor Chu Donghan of Lieyang Sect looked intently and saw a black whirlwind rolling from the sea to the sky, rolling up a column of water thousands of feet high. The wind swirled across dozens of miles and was heading towards them.
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His expression suddenly changed, and he secretly said something bad, turned around and shouted sharply at the monks from the Lieyang Sect behind him.
"It's the 'Deep Sea Demonic Wind'. Quickly spread out to avoid it. Fly as far as you can!"
That "Deep Sea Demonic Wind" came extremely fast, to the point of frightening. In almost three to five breaths, a huge vortex of dark clouds had arrived in front of the monks. There was faint lightning and thunder in the vortex of dark clouds.
Caught with strong wind blades and hail, they roared and swept over.
The dark cloud vortex hasn't arrived yet, but the wind blades around it have already knocked countless true energy cultivators staggering, unable to stand firm on the flying swords.
This large group of monks who have lived on the mainland for many years have never seen such a swift and violent deep sea demonic wind.
Looking at it from a distance, it seemed a bit small, but when it came in front of me, I realized that it was a huge thing. The monks were smaller than ants in front of it, and they were all stunned and dumbfounded.
The group of monks was too large, and the speed of the "Deep Sea Demonic Wind" was too fast. Before many Zhenyuan monks could react, the Deep Sea Demonic Wind had already arrived in front of them.
With the arrival of the deep-sea demonic wind, the entire flying group of monks was immediately thrown into chaos. The lights of various magic weapons were messy, and they fled around the sea surface as fast as they could, hoping to escape the sweep of the "deep-sea demonic wind".
The power of the deep sea monster wind on this sea is more terrifying than the expensive wind group spells.
The vortex formed by the deep sea demonic wind has a huge suction force. Once those Zhenyuan monks who want to escape are involved in it, they will be directly torn into pieces by the deep sea demonic wind.
After all, real monks have much higher cultivation, and they are much better at escaping than Zhenyuan monks, but there are also people who are injured.
Even the True Master Ancestor did not dare to ignore such a violent deep sea monster wind, so he could only choose to avoid it.
Yuwen Zhouyuanfei was in the middle of the group of monks and did not notice this terrible danger at the first time. When the "Deep Sea Demonic Wind" had already approached the group of monks and the group was in chaos, he realized that this behemoth was already within a few miles.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face suddenly turned pale. At this time, he didn't care about hiding his strength. He opened his mouth and fired out the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword, tearing apart the green and red wind blades entangled in him, trying desperately to get rid of this deep sea monster wind vortex.
However, the huge attraction of the deep sea monster wind vortex made him unable to move as if he was stuck. It was almost impossible for him to avoid this deep sea monster wind with his sword.
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that Dongfang Hancui had been sucked into the demon wind whirlpool. He was shocked. He gritted his teeth and took out the Iron Wing Flying Snake King Wing from his storage bag, and caught Dongfang Hancui in a flash.
Then he threw out Dingfeng Zhenhai sand and prepared to sacrifice.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flew out of the whirlpool of the demonic wind and struck Yuwen Zhouyuan. The moment he was hit by the lightning, he sacrificed the Dingfeng Zhenhai Sand in his hand.
The wind around Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly stopped, but his body fell towards the sea.
Dongfang Hancui had just regained her consciousness at this time. She cried out in grief and was about to grab Yuwen Zhouyuan. But at this moment, a gap suddenly opened in the originally calm sea, and then a big mouth appeared to catch the falling person.
Yuwen Zhouyuan swallowed it.
Then the big mouth retracted back to the sea surface, as if the scene just now had never happened!
Although the description of what just happened is long, it only took a few breaths to describe.
"Brother Zhou Yuan!" Dongfang Hancui cried sadly as he was about to fall to the sea.
"Niece, no!" Chu Donghan looked over the situation at that time. When he saw Dongfang Hancui was about to fall to the sea, he quickly cast a magic spell to stop him.
"Uncle Master, brother Zhou Yuan fell into the sea because of me, I have to save him!" Dongfang Hancui said with tears in his eyes.
"Since Senior Nephew Yuwen risked his life to save you, he doesn't want to see you in danger again, otherwise his sacrifice will not be worth it. I believe that as long as you live, Uncle Yuwen, it will be the best comfort to Senior Nephew Yuwen!" Chu Donghan
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At the same time, Chu Donghan shouted to other disciples of the Lieyang Sect around him: "Brothers and nephews, come here quickly, there is no wind here!"
After listening to Chu Donghan's words, Dongfang Hancui knew that she was disappointed when she went into the sea. She stared at the calm sea with tearful eyes, feeling as uncomfortable as a knife in her heart...
As Yuwen Zhouyuan fell into the sea, the Dingfeng Zhenhai Sand was about to lose control. Chu Donghan used his powerful spiritual thoughts to erase Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual thoughts, and then took over such a magic weapon. The Dingfeng Zhenhai Sand was in his hand.
The maximum protective shield was used inside, covering all the disciples of Liehuoyang Sect.
Less than half an hour later, the sudden and violent deep-sea monster wind finally went away, and the sea returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Chu Donghan also collected the Dingfeng Zhenhai sand, and then handed it to Dongfang Hancui and said, "Master's niece, this belongs to Master's nephew Yuwen. I'll leave it as a thought for you!"
Tens of millions of scattered monks gathered together again and looked at the sea with palpitations. They reorganized into a flying team according to the world of immortality and sect.