Before Wanzi's words fell to the ground, the three top masters, Lu Fan, Song Jianqiu, and Lu Wushuang, felt an extremely terrifying aura brewing crazily on the seabed behind them!
Even Lu Fan had never felt this aura before.
Gloomy, dead, cold...
It's like waking up an ancient ghost and god who has been sleeping on this seabed for thousands of years!
Accompanied by a deep sigh that touches the soul, it spreads from the boundless abyss of hell, with a deep sigh, resounding in the depths of everyone's soul.
"Who?"
Song Yingyu also felt this aura and hurriedly yelled loudly.
But just this scolding made the water ghosts who were standing quietly beside her suddenly turn their heads! All their pale pupils stared at her.
Song Yingyu's pretty face changes dramatically!
Just then!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sea surface occupied by the water ghosts burst with water, and clouds of yin energy gathered, covering everyone on the island, as well as the Dharma platform.
Everyone was alarmed by this yin energy, and all turned their heads and looked at the sea behind them.
I saw that on the sea surface occupied by water ghosts, large areas of water ghosts were being blown away by the burst of Yin Qi.
The ghosts in the water dissipated and turned into wisps of black residual souls. On the sea surface, strangely formed words twisted like tadpoles!
"This, this, what kind of text is this?" Song Yingyu suddenly felt like she had come to the wonderland of the South China Sea. She felt that she was a well-informed expert in Middle-earth and had witnessed countless big scenes.
But she had not even spent a day in the South China Sea Wonderland yet. She only felt that everything she experienced today was just a dream, a dream!
Lu Fan and others also frowned as they looked at these strange symbols, or words.
And the more he looked, the tighter his frown became.
