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Chapter 277 An adventure in the sea of divine power
Even if one is forged with the sixth level of the Sun and Moon Tide Technique, the soul is as deep as the sea, and the divine power in the sea is definitely not a place where one can just stroll around.
Feng Ziyue walked through it and felt the impact of countless turbulent flows of consciousness.
Although the water in the Divine Power Sea is swift and full of whirlpools, Feng Ziyue really doesn't pay attention to this degree of danger. The only thing that makes him feel strenuous is the various powerful fragments of spiritual consciousness in this Divine Power Sea.
This is a barren body of water.
Not to mention all kinds of fish, shrimps and underwater creatures, not even a single aquatic plant was seen. Fengziyue had been walking through it for half a day, and the outside scene had not changed at all.
Turbid whirlpools, roaring waves, and nothing but turbulent waters.
According to Ao Feichen, this ten thousand-year-old water prison god's mighty sea was originally at the bottom of Yunmeng Ze.
Yunmengze connects the seven seas and is the center of the world's water, so the Seven Seas Dragon Palace is built here for this reason.
The existence of the Divine Power Sea was before the construction of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace.
No one knows the origin of this mighty sea, and no one knows why this area of water is so terrifying, but this three hundred-mile radius has always been a forbidden area that humans and animals cannot approach.
It was not until later that the masters of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace, who had mastered the Sun and Moon Tide Technique and had strong souls, could enter the Divine Power Sea to find out. However, apart from the role of destroying the divine consciousness, the Divine Power Sea was empty. After many searches, there was no harvest.
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The power of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace gradually grew. Remembering the special features of this mighty sea, they built a ten thousand-year water prison in it to trap powerful enemies and captives.
The Divine Power Sea covers an area of more than 300 miles, is in the shape of an oval, and is directly beneath the Seven Seas Dragon Palace.
Going straight up is the easiest way to escape from the Divine Power Sea.
Feng Ziyue also had the help of Shui Yugui. The power of the water flow of the Divine Power Sea had no effect on him. He only needed to concentrate on using the Sun and Moon Tide Technique.
But when he was halfway up, he suddenly stopped.
Although the divine consciousness cannot be separated from the body in the sea of divine power, and as long as one explores forward, it will be shattered by the turbulent sea of divine power, but this does not mean that one cannot sense the situation ahead at all.
After all, the Divine Power Sea has always been in a violent and violent state, but not far away, there is a very peaceful space. Although it is small, it seems to be a dazzling lighthouse in the chaotic waters. I think
It's a strange thing that people don't notice.
Is there such a peaceful place in the sea of divine power? Even Ao Feichen never mentioned this to him.
The strangest thing is that in that peaceful place, there are faint shadows of people flickering.
Feng Ziyue was extremely shocked!
How can there be any living creatures in the sea of divine power?
Although that peaceful place like a bubble did not have such a fierce impact of spiritual consciousness from outside, how did the people inside get in?
Feng Ziyue hesitated, but he was already close to that peaceful place. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he saw a golden light flashing there, and someone was stabbing him with a sword!
The killing sword!
When the sword thrust out, it seemed as if the sword energy was shrouding it in all directions, just like the wind and rain were coming, there was nowhere to hide!
No matter how much Feng Ziyue expected, he never expected that the people here would kill each other as soon as they met!
Moreover, it is still such a powerful swordsmanship!
Feng Ziyue was considered to be a master of swordsmanship in the world, but he had never seen such a magical move. The sword was clearly thrust in front of his face, but the sword energy attack came from all directions.
His whole body was shaken, but he was not afraid in the face of danger. He stretched out his hand and used his finger as a sword, creating a brilliant sword energy.
break!
Although this sword was only a temporary reaction, it had also been combined with the essence of Feng Ziyue who had been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for so many years. The man who heard the sword just heard a sigh, and this sword move was like a storm in all directions. Feng Ziyue calmly resolved this sword light!
"drink!"
But just as the sword style was broken, an angry scolding was heard, and a palm shadow flew out, hitting Feng Ziyue's body.
The shadow of this palm was white and full of awe-inspiring righteousness. With one palm, all evils were warded off, and even the water of the Divine Power Sea was knocked upside down.
Feng Ziyue used his sword just now to resolve the killing blow, but it was actually very reluctant. Now that the move has become old, he saw that this palm hit his chest, and he couldn't avoid it. He panicked and shouted loudly. , covered with golden energy, he actually used the secret technique of Emperor Wu's immortal true dragon body.
Now that his cultivation of the Martial Emperor's Immortal True Dragon Body has just been promoted to the third level, he cannot yet protect his body as he pleases and can only use it actively, but the protective power is also extremely impressive.
But the opponent's palm was not taken lightly. Feng Ziyue gritted his teeth and leaned on one side of his body to receive the palm forcefully with his chest!
Hearing the roar, a large piece of his chest was sunken. He turned over and retreated, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He took a deep breath, but the sunken chest was gradually recovering!
This is the special power of the Immortal Dragon Body. Feng Ziyue withstood the force of this palm and used the force to retreat. In fact, he was not seriously injured. It was just that this person's palm technique was fierce and sharp, which was different from the one just now. Compared with sword moves, each has its own strengths, but they are not the same person. Where did such masters come from?
"Immortal True Dragon Body!"
The person who made the move was shocked and shouted: "Master, this is the guy, please take action!"
Hearing a slight scoff, Feng Ziyue saw the shadow of his staff all over the sky, attacking from the air and wrapping him tightly around him.
This staff technique was hesitating and spitting out, which was strange and unpredictable. Feng Ziyue was secretly frightened. He used his fingers as swords and guarded the door, not daring to move rashly.
From the first one who wields a sword, to the second one who wields a powerful palm, to the third one who wields a staff, every one of them is a top master. Even if they fight alone, they are probably not inferior to themselves!
If the three of them join forces, they will definitely be defeated.
If it weren't for the special terrain of the Divine Power Sea, the three of them would not be able to leave the peaceful place to pursue, and they would be in trouble!
And this stick method is obviously to drag him into the peaceful place when using the Sticking Technique. When the three of them attack together, what luck will he have?
Although Feng Ziyue still didn't know why the other party wanted to deal with him, he was so obedient that he could not fall into someone else's trap. He wanted to get away in a flash of his body.
"Namo Amitabha!"
Suddenly, he only heard the Buddha's name, and Feng Ziyue felt like thunder in his ears. His mind was in a trance, and he was dragged by the stick technique of the staff. With a sway, he crashed into the peaceful place, and instantly found three people. At the same time, they surrounded him and blocked him in the middle!
Unexpectedly, there is a fourth person!
Just relying on the intimidating Kungfu of the Buddhist lion's roar, this man's martial arts is actually superior to the other three!
Feng Ziyue groaned secretly in his heart and was already ready to fight to the death.
"Little benefactor, don't worry. The three companions of the poor monk may have misunderstood you and regarded you as a life and death enemy, so they took action... I was reckless for a moment, so please don't blame me..."
It was still the same voice reciting the Buddha's name just now, but now without the promotion of the technique, the voice was peaceful and sweet. Feng Ziyue turned around and saw an old monk with white eyebrows, sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed and his face full of wrinkles.
I don't know how old I am.
Feng Ziyue was even more shocked when he saw his feet.
The white-browed old monk is sitting on a giant beast. The giant beast's head has double horns and its eyes are like copper bells. It looks like a bull's head. However, if you look at the word "kill" on its forehead, you know that it is an ancient evil spirit.
Beast, the mythical beast known as the God of Killing is Qiongqi!
How can this old monk be just an ordinary person if he can use the mythical beast Qiongqi as his mount?
And the three people surrounding him each have extraordinary appearances.
First there was a Taoist with a pale face and a thin body. He was wearing an apricot Taoist robe, with a Bagua mirror hanging on his chest. He was holding an ancient bronze sword in his hand. It was stained with rust, but it exuded a faint aura. Feng Ziyue could clearly see it.
, this is clearly the symbol of the upcoming sword spirit. The power of this ancient sword is actually still higher than his original black wood holy sword.
That sword that was like a storm just now must have been thrust out by him.
In the middle is a blue-shirted scribe, wearing a crown and robes. He looks like a scholar. However, he has a high nose and deep eyes, but he looks like a person from the Western Regions. His palms are thick and his palm skills are naturally extraordinary.
That golden palm should be his masterpiece.
The last person, with disheveled hair, haggard appearance, flushed face, blurred eyes, belching wine, carried a big red gourd on his back, held a wooden staff in his hand, his quail clothes were knotted, and a rag was tied around his waist.
The cloth strip looks like a drunkard.
The stick shadows all over the sky must have been written by this person.
Feng Ziyue's mind was sharp, and he immediately remembered what Ao Feichen, the Dragon King of the Angry Sea, said.
The people who harmed him were four masters, each in charge of a faction.
They are Jokhang Temple, Shangqing Temple, Golden Hand Society, and Zuiwengtang.
These four masters fit the image of these four people!
In this sea of divine power, instead of these four people, could it be someone else?
Unexpectedly, they could escape from the ten thousand-year water prison, cross the Divine Power Sea, and reach here without the Sun-Moon Tide Technique!
Feng Ziyue had preconceived ideas, so he was inevitably a little wary of these four people. He was secretly frightened, but he did not dare to show it to others.
Although they fight to the death, they may not necessarily be at a disadvantage, and they have a natural advantage in this sea of divine power, but these four people are by no means idlers, so it is better to wait and see the changes.
"It's not that person? How come he has an immortal dragon body?"
The blue-shirted scribe from the Golden Hand Society was very surprised when he saw that Feng Ziyue was just a teenager, so he turned around and asked.
"Master, this kid can come and go freely in the sea of divine power. I'm afraid he is that person's disciple. Don't let him go easily!"
The drunk man in ragged clothes suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a bright light between his eyes, but there was no trace of his drunken eyes. He turned his head and spoke to the white-browed old monk. It seemed that the white-browed old monk was the main one among the four people.
Feng Ziyue's face darkened, and he took a step back slightly. He suddenly found that he had been locked by the sword energy of the Taoist in yellow, and it was extremely difficult to move even one step.
It seems that apart from the monk who has not yet taken action, the Taoist in yellow has the highest martial arts skills.
Ao Feichen also mentioned these four people to Feng Ziyue, but no matter what, he did not expect that they were not dead, and that they still had a way to leave the Ten Thousand Years Water Prison and appear in this sea of divine power.
Even the strongest warriors could not bear the damage caused by the mighty sea to the souls, so Ao Feichen never expected that they would be able to escape.
At that time, the abbot of the Jokhang Temple recruited monks, the master of the Shangqing Temple disturbed the Taoists, the master of the Golden Hand Guild Baili Shuangfeng, and the chief elder of the Zuiweng Hall Hu Bugui.
These four people can all be called masters of the generation.
Unexpectedly, we would meet under such circumstances.
The old monk with white eyebrows nodded slightly, but did not open his eyes. He turned his head and faced Feng Ziyue.
"Little benefactor, you are a disciple of Ao Feichen, the Dragon King of the Raging Sea, right? The poor monk is the recruiting monk of Jokhang Temple. I'm afraid Ao Feichen must have mentioned the names of the four of us to you..."
He spoke straight to the point, but was not pushy. Even when he was asking questions, he seemed to be having a friendly conversation.
Feng Ziyue knew that his Sun Moon Tide Technique and Immortal True Dragon Body had already revealed his identity. Since others were straightforward, there was no point in hiding it.
"I have indeed met Senior Ao Feichen and learned the martial arts of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace from him. However, I am not his disciple and I have not become a disciple..."
"Good! Good!"
But I heard Monk Zhaoti laugh and praise him.
"I'm glad to hear that my old friend is alive. It's really a blessing in my life. The Qihai Dragon Palace martial arts has been passed down by such a beautiful person. I'm afraid all the ancestors can rest in peace..."
His tone seemed to be quite joyful. Feng Ziyue was startled for a moment. According to Ao Feichen, it was different from the performance of Baili Shuangfeng, the leader of the Golden Hand Guild, and Hu Bugui, the elder of Zuiwengtang.
, obviously these four people are at odds with Ao Feichen, why does the old monk seem to have no ill intentions.
"Grandmaster!"
Feng Ziyue was not the only one who was confused at the same time.
Hu Bugui, the elder of Zuiwengtang, suddenly raised his head and looked at Monk Zhaoti, his expression changed slightly.
"Ao Feichen has wild ambitions and is causing trouble in the martial arts world. If this man is not dead, we will not be able to rest in peace for a day - and now he has left a successor. I am afraid that once this young man is born, our four major sects will never have peace again. Master, why do you say this?
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His voice was trembling, and he seemed a little excited.
Monk Zhaotin smiled faintly, but did not answer him directly. Instead, he nodded to the intruder.
"Brother Luandao, I wonder how many years have it been since we fell into this sea of divine power?"
The Taoist Luan sighed, carried the ancient bronze sword behind his back, and counted with his fingers.
"In order to wait for the Eye of the Sea to appear, we waited for 352 years in the ten-thousand-year water prison. After entering the Eye of the Sea, we have been wandering for a long time, which has been 1,430 years..."
In other words, they designed to trap Ao Feichen, which happened almost 1,800 years ago!
Hu Bugui said nothing more, but his face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"In the blink of an eye, it has been almost eighteen hundred years..."
A bitter yet enlightened smile appeared on the face of the monk Zhaoti.
"Eighteen hundred years have passed, and times have changed. Even the evil done by Ao Feichen back then has probably disappeared without a trace now. As for our four factions..."
Zhaotin Seng smiled and said, "Perhaps everything has gone away long ago, who knows?"
His tone was open-minded and open-minded, as if he had achieved great enlightenment.
"Besides, during these more than a thousand years, the more I think about the events of that day, the more strange I feel. I am afraid that there is a hidden secret in it. It is a pity that we have left the Ten Thousand Years Water Prison long ago and have no chance to go back and ask Brother Ao again...
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"It's rare that his descendant is here, but I would like to ask -"
Monk Zhaoti's eyes suddenly opened, and they were dazzling!
"What happened that day, what happened in Brother Ao's words!"
