Lan Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief after watching the white circle help her block the attack of the Sharman clan's dead souls. Then, she looked at the noble and indifferent man on the side.
That kind of inexorable alienation and indifference excludes everyone, he is like the bright moon in the sky, but... why is Song Yizhi next to him able to be in a world of his own?!
Lan Qianxi glanced at Rong Yueyuan with a very complicated look, then turned around to pick up her soul knife.
Complete the mission and gain strength, so that she can have the capital to stand by the Fifth Elder!
Just when Lan Qianxi's hand was about to touch the soul knife, a burst of spiritual power suddenly swept the soul knife away.
Lan Qianxi looked up.
The next second, the shattering sound of "click" sounded.
The soul knife instantly broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
Facing Rong Yueyuan's deep and calm eyes, Lan Qianqian couldn't help but feel heartache, and her heart was even hurt when she breathed.
Lan Qianxi, who was still wet with water stains, looked embarrassed. At this time, under the dim light, her face was as white as paper, and she looked like a fragile porcelain doll.
Seeing that Lan Qianqian was only staring at Rong Yueyuan instead of doing anything serious, Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows.
If he had known that Lan Qianqian had this kind of personality in his previous life, he would have probably tried every means to trick the fifth elder into going down the mountain to practice, letting him tie Lan Qianqian down, and then he would have cultivated like crazy and grown up quickly.
Rong Yueyuan moved his hand, and Wen Xue suddenly appeared, and then disappeared through the air.
The sharp and powerful sword energy made it impossible for Lan Qianxi to avoid it.
"Click."
The sound of breaking suddenly sounded.
In almost the blink of an eye, Wen Xue had broken through the defense of the magic weapon and stabbed it into Lan Qianqian's chest.
Lan Qianqian felt a chill in her chest.
She slowly looked down, and then she saw dazzling blood and a white sword.
Song Yizhi on the side never expected that Rong Yueyuan would suddenly take action against Lan Qianqian, and she was stunned.
The fifth elder takes action against Lan Qianxi?!
Lan Xixi hasn’t escaped yet?
Song Yizhi felt that his mind could not turn around.
Rong Yueyuan stretched out his hand to hold Song Yizhi's hand, and Rong Yueyuan's wide sleeves directly touched Song Yizhi's arm.
Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at the tall and tall man beside him.
Based on Lan Qianqian's physical condition, she might have been the daughter of luck after being struck by the fifth elder's sword, so that's another matter.
Anyway, if a normal person was like her, he would have died long ago. How could he be alive until now?
Lan Qianxi seemed to shed tears in pain. She tried to touch Wen Xue with trembling hands, but in the next second, Wen Xue penetrated her heart directly.
Song Yizhi looked at the beautiful long sword and washed it in the sea water before returning to Rong Yueyuan.
This sword already has spirituality. In time, it is possible for it to become a divine sword.
Song Yizhi held Wen Xue before Rong Yueyuan reached out.
Wen Xue, whose sword aura was so sharp and compelling, instantly changed in Song Yizhi's hands. The sharp sword aura subsided, and the snow-white sword body emitted a faint light.
Song Yizhi actually saw the word "docile" on a sword.
Now, what should I do if I want to steal the sword?
Rong Yueyuan glanced at his natal sword, and then looked at the Shark King.
As for Lan Qianxi, without the water-proof beads and seriously injured, she was already floating in the sea.
The wound that penetrated her heart instantly dyed her clothes red, and the cold sea water poured in along the wound. At this time, Lan Qianqian only felt that her body was extremely cold, and in a daze, she seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen.
It shouldn't be like this...
In the dark, a voice seemed to ring in Lan Qianqian's ears.
The shark king had almost finished speaking his sacrificial speech, and a large blood-colored formation burst out with light.
Seeing the formation in action, the Merman King's face was filled with ecstasy, and he looked at the statue feverishly.
"Click, click, click, boom——"
The power of the collapse of the great formation spread out in all directions instantly.
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and built a barrier to protect the half-dead people.
Most of the Merman King's soul body was destroyed by the backlash. He looked at the disappearing formation and his eyes were split in an instant.
"No!! Impossible! Impossible!!" The Merman King couldn't accept this fact. In an instant, his eyes were filled with blood.
Before Song Yizhi could take action to calm the turmoil, the Shark King floated and his body expanded several times. He looked at the group of Xiu men fiercely, "You all die!"
The resentment accumulated over the years was absorbed by the Shark King, and he launched a fatal blow towards Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to block it, and his spiritual power collided with his resentment.
Song Yizhi watched as the sea water was shaken into ripples.
Two forces successively directly razed the shark clan's royal city to the ground.
Yuan Xu, who was hanging on Song Yizhi's shoulder, felt an unusual fluctuation. His cold voice became serious, "Song Yizhi, I'm afraid something is going to happen."
Song Yizhi could already feel the ground shaking.
"It's either that I'm afraid, or something is going to happen." Before he finished speaking, Song Yizhi took out the communication talisman to contact Bei Xianyue outside.
Perhaps because of these two forces, Song Yizhi was actually able to contact Bei Xianyue.
"Song Yizhi?!" Bei Xianyue's voice came from the communication talisman, "Where are you going?! You haven't been back for three days!"
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Song Yizhi said urgently, "Hurry up and tell Lu Li, Feng Yian and A Ming, there will be a tsunami soon!"
"Tsunami?!" Bei Xianyue exclaimed, and then her voice became distant, as if she was going to inform others.
Song Yizhi is not worried about the monks, but there are many ordinary people living on the coast. Furthermore, he is worried that monsters will mix in and attack the monks!
Song Yizhi put away the communication talisman and didn't know if he should take action.
"Don't take action." Yuan Xu sent a message to Song Yizhi and said, "That woman is not dead yet, and there are other monks. If something happens to you, you will be exposed."
The situation is not yet so critical that Song Yizhi needs to take action.
Song Yizhi's magical power is her trump card. She must not take action until it is absolutely necessary!
Song Yizhi's hand hanging by his side unconsciously grabbed his sleeve and rubbed it.
Seeing that Song Yizhi didn't move, Yuan Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "There is still me. I will take action depending on the situation."
Mao Zaizi and Rong Yueyuan are both prosperous and devastated. It is impossible for him to watch something happen to Rong Yueyuan.
If he doesn't take action now, it's because Rong Yueyuan seems to be able to do it with ease.
Song Yizhi responded, "I know."
It's rare that she has reached this point, she will not do bad things rashly, and besides, as Yuan Xu said, with him, she really can't call others by herself!
Looking at Song Yizhi who listened to the advice, Yuan Xu was pleased.
Rong Yueyuan over there resisted the shark king's full blow. He ducked and knocked down the shark king with a seemingly light palm.
Looking at the shark king whose soul was about to disperse, Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and a guqin appeared in his hand.
The notes of the soul-crossing song flowed out.
For a moment, a ray of white light flew calmly between Yue Yuan's eyebrows towards the statue with a human head and a fish tail.
The gray statue gradually turned white, almost in the blink of an eye, the entire statue was as white as jade.
Song Yizhi tilted his head, then folded his arms to watch the show.
A snow-white mermaid silhouette slowly appeared, floating in the sky above Rong Yueyuan's head.
If Rong Yueyuan was willing to look up distractedly, he would be able to tell that the shadow was Chi Yi.