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[Prehistoric] World's mantras are really damn easy to use... Oh, it's a pity that when I went in, [Prehistoric] I was in seclusion and didn't show up... I have to ask for advice next time... Forget it, I'll do it anyway Let's look through the memories... I hope that I can reach three stars...

Cao Ya was thinking in confusion, with an indifferent expression and no expression. No one present knew him, and they all thought he was a casual cultivator who got the news by chance and came here to try his luck. 520 official website

There are many such people in the crowd.

Well, from a certain point of view, this is correct. Cao Ya is indeed a casual cultivator, but he is a bit powerful.

The faces of the surrounding monks are getting colder. The Ancient God's Nest has been born, and they have all arrived here. Who is willing to retreat to the land?

It was impossible to stop, the only way was to break through.

"Stop them!"

Outside the forbidden sea area, a group of silver sharks appeared, spraying runes from their mouths, turning into dense divine light, rushing towards the sky, attacking everyone.

The creatures in the sea are not only huge in size, but also very powerful. Each silver shark is extremely huge, and the water waves it spurts out are like mountain peaks, mixed with terrifying treasures, and they are shot together.

There was a rumble, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the ripples of various magic techniques surged forward like waves, rushing straight ahead.

The two sides are fighting, one side wants to break in, and the other side is trying their best to stop it.

The sea is boiling, the sky is blue, and runes are intertwined. Like lightning one after another, the battle is extremely fierce.

Of course, in Cao Ya's view, this kind of battle is just like that.

The people who came here were many descendants of the ancient sacred mountains and top religions. With the help of old servants and various treasures, they broke through the encirclement and broke through into the terrifying sea of ​​death, leaving hundreds of silver streaks behind. Shark carcass.

Some casual cultivators also seized the opportunity and broke in.

Cao Ya didn't show off, but he still easily stepped into the forbidden sea.

"You're dead!" A roar came from behind, and in the distance, silver dorsal fins appeared in the sea, runes flashed, and it was extremely terrifying. Thousands of silver sharks were densely packed, charging madly.

"This...this...the sea area is too terrifying. There are tens of thousands of such masters when they appear. How can we fight?" Even the descendants of the Ancient God Mountain were stunned.

Not to mention the casual cultivators, their faces almost turned pale with fright.

Those silver sharks are all strong, not ordinary aquariums. There are so many of them. At that moment, everyone ran away, not daring to fight.

Cao Ya became invisible again and entered this forbidden sea area called the Sea of ​​Death. The fog gradually increased, the blue ocean undulated, the water vapor was hazy, and the sun was blurry. It became darker and darker the further in.

If an ordinary monk continues like this, he will get lost in the forbidden sea, filled with water vapor, shrouded in mist, and surrounded by silence and deathly tranquility.

Those monks who broke into the Forbidden Sea felt extremely strenuous and felt that they could no longer activate their Noble Phantasms. The magic power was consumed too quickly here, which was a bit unbearable.

Of course Cao Ya didn't feel that strenuous, but he didn't dare to fly.

"There is a ban in the sky!"

Cao Ya withdrew his gaze. He sensed something ominous at that high altitude. How could he dare to put himself in danger? Naturally, he landed on the sea and glided lightly, like a sea fish that grows here.

Sliding forward, the water was calm and without any ripples. Cao Ya suddenly frowned. He was suppressed and his cultivation level was decreasing.

The further you go, the more uncomfortable you feel, almost suffocating. This is a terrible change.

Cao Ya knew clearly that the Kunpeng Divine Nest was showing its power, suppressing the monks above the spirit transformation realm.

However, there are occasional exceptions. Sometimes the seal will be unlocked and the cultivation level will return to its original state, which will fluctuate up and down, which is extremely unstable.

Normally, the cultivation level above the Spiritual Transformation Realm will gradually decline and be slowly imprisoned until they are oppressed to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but now it is a little different.

"Those powerful guys are probably all eager to break in." Cao Ya suddenly laughed softly and didn't pay much attention. If he had been in the past, he might have thought this was too risky and should be cautious.

But now there is a difference. The power in the body is too complex. In the same realm, if you ask yourself, you can defeat anyone.

After practicing so many systems, but if you don’t say anything special, wouldn’t your training be in vain?

The Forbidden Sea is quiet, even lifeless, especially Cao Ya, who has no habit of talking to himself and only thinks about things in his heart. This leads to boundless silence, which almost makes people crazy.

The water mist is curling up, the mist is steaming, and it is getting more and more misty. The sun is no longer visible, and it is dim.

Cao Ya's eyes were filled with blue light, which was very weak and inconspicuous, helping him see things here.

The power of other systems has not been used yet. It is the trump card and must be hidden.

After all, Cao Ya's accomplishments in thunder are known to all the eight regions. As long as his identity is exposed, he will be remembered instantly, so there is no need to hide the power of thunder.

As for other powers, you must carefully hide them and show them out at critical moments to achieve the desired results.

While advancing, Cao Ya also saw some damaged warships. It was obvious that many of the people who came in front died in this forbidden sea.

Cao Ya didn't feel any nervousness at all. Just kidding, if the venerables were nervous, what would those monks under the venerable realm do here? To die?

The fog became heavier as he kept moving forward. It was difficult to distinguish the scenery on the sea surface, which was blurry and hazy, and there were no waves at all.

Suddenly.

Cao Ya's expression changed.

"Hey, there's a boat."

Cao Ya looked into the distance, and through the heavy fog, he vaguely saw a large ship sailing slowly on the Sea of ​​Death. There were green lights shining on the ship, which reflected the hull of the ship in a miserable and scary way.

And when the big ship sailed, it made no sound.

Cao Ya narrowed his eyes slightly. It was a ghost ship. It was rumored to be a ship lost here in ancient times. Extremely terrifying things would happen when it got close.

He knew the origin of the ghost ship. It was indeed a ghost that did not belong to this era, but it did not come from the past, but drifted here from the future.

"There seems to be something wrong..." Suddenly Cao Ya frowned, and lightning seemed to explode in his eyes. He saw through the fog, looked directly at the ghost ship, and then froze.

On that ghost ship, there was a little guy driving the boat. The man was very familiar. His hair was crystal clear, decorated with a sacred stone, and he also held a broken sword in his hand.

The man seemed to have noticed something. He looked up and saw two blue lights shining in the mist. He was startled and thought he had encountered some ghost.

Just as he was about to sail around in the boat, his heart suddenly moved. He opened his eyes again and looked over. A figure appeared. He was immediately stunned and exclaimed:

"Scattered people in the wilderness?!"

Cao Ya couldn't help laughing. He crossed the sea in a swish and boarded the ghost ship. He felt that a black light was about to emit, trying to imprison him. But before the ghost ship could exert its force, the little guy held the broken sword. , knocked on the hull of the ship dissatisfied, and shouted:

"Be quiet."