My practice narration is weird

The waves contain great power.

Although Ye Wuyou is now in the [No Man Phase], his body is as huge as a little giant, but he is also being blown left and right by the waves.

The lake surface is churning and rolling, raising huge waves.

The huge waves are like mountains.

Ye Wuyou, who had already reached the lake surface, just poked his head out, and was smashed into the lake again by the falling lake water.

The vast lake, like an ocean, at this moment, started from the center and a small vortex appeared.

But the vortex expanded in an instant, sweeping everything, like an endless abyss, swallowing everything in the lake.

With this huge force sweeping, his body regained control, and his qi flowed again. Ye Wuyou used the Dao domain without hesitation.

[Daoyu·Juedi Tiantong]

In the vortex, a square inch of land that isolated everything suddenly appeared.

The blue sky and the blue sea.

The power of the Dao Realm is indeed strong, but at the moment... the azure sky suddenly turned gray, and the azure sea water was deep.

Even in the Dao Realm, it was affected by the outside world.

This is the magical power of Zhu Jiuyin.

Ye Wuyou couldn't help but compare Zhu Jiuyin with Pulao in his heart.

The result...

Ye Wuyou had to admit that the strength displayed by Zhu Jiuyin at the moment was probably more terrifying than Pulao.

After all, one was the fourth son of the dragon, born with a toad, and transformed into Pulao.

The other was a born and raised Zhulong.

But when he noticed this situation, Ye Wuyou's eyes were not discouraged at all, but there was a trace of inexplicable relief.

The more powerful the strength displayed by Zhu Jiuyin, Ye Wuyou became more relieved and more determined in his choice.

When Ye Wuyou reintegrated into the [Ghost Gate Coffin], he had been targeted by the [Ghost Gate Coffin] and could hardly open the coffin.

In addition, Ye Wuyou has mastered the Dao domain, and the strange domain of [Ghost Gate Coffin] has been difficult to use.

In theory, [Ghost Gate Coffin] is not a good choice.

But Ye Wuyou still reintegrated into [Ghost Gate Coffin].

The reason is also very simple.

At the beginning, Ye Wuyou found that [Ghost Gate Coffin] could explode Pulao directly when it was used to its limit.

When he stepped into the coffin, he found the existence of Zhu Jiuyin, which could directly explode the blue and white demon.

At that moment, Ye Wuyou decided that he must regain [Ghost Gate Coffin].

[Ghost Gate Coffin] now has only one function for Ye Wuyou.

That is to explode.

Along the way, Ye Wuyou's way of practice has taken a completely different path from the practitioners in the world.

No matter what realm of Taoism he is in, the seventh realm, the eighth realm, or the ninth realm, or what mysterious magical powers he has mastered.

But without a thing that can explode on his body, Ye Wuyou is really not used to it, and he can't sleep.

"I wonder who is stronger, this Zhulong or that unknown Lord?"

But the answer to this question came out soon.

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The angry roar of the beast spread throughout the world, stirring the entire lake.

The huge waters and the whirlpools all stopped at this moment.

The color of the world changed at this moment.

The roar of the huge waves subsided, and the roar of the Zhulong became weaker...

The whole Luohe world was quiet and no sound could be heard.

But it was only for a moment.

The next moment, the sound turned from invisible to visible, overlapping each other, compressed to the extreme, and exploded at this moment.

But it burst out with a roar far more huge than before.

The huge waves were surging, layer by layer, and the whirlpool that swept everything on the lake surface was like a pair of invisible hands, tearing it apart, destroying it, and stagnating it.

But in return, a very terrifying deep depression appeared on the water surface.

The woman's black and white Yin-Yang robe fluttered, and her purple hair fell quietly. No matter how loud the surroundings were, or how strong the wind was, her hair was not blown at all.

The purple-haired woman stretched out her arms, palms facing forward. With just such a simple gesture, the waves of terrifying power that kept echoing in the air around her dissipated in front of her.

It was like an invisible barrier was erected.

At this moment, the whole body of the Candle Dragon finally emerged from the water and appeared in front of everyone.

"Zhu Jiuyin..."

The purple-haired woman spoke lightly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

There was actually a Candle Jiuyin in the Luo River?

This was unexpected for her.

But...

The North Sea Cave Heaven could be occupied by the Pulao and survive in the world, so it was not surprising that there were ancient monsters hidden in the Luo River.

It was just that this beast was in too good a state.

If he exerted his full strength, he would be able to kill the beast, but the cost to himself was immeasurable.

Besides...

At the moment, she only used the token to descend into a split spirit, which contained the power of a strike.

Why think about these things.

It was Wuxing, how could he provoke such a...

Hmm?

The purple-haired woman frowned slightly, glanced behind her, and saw Zuo Qiuliang's sluggish figure.

How could it be this guy?

Although she was confronting Zhu Jiuyin at the moment, the purple-haired woman looked indifferent and spoke lightly.

"Where is Wuxing?"

Hearing the other party's question, Zuo Qiuliang woke up from the shock just now, and lowered his head quickly.

"Wuxing, I haven't met Senior Wuxing since I stepped into Luohe."

"Why is the token in your hand?"

Zuo Qiuliang said silently.

"It was given to me by the senior. He said that my realm was low and he couldn't use it, so he gave it to me for self-defense."

But the purple-haired woman shook her head slightly at this moment, but her words directly exposed the other party's words.

"You are lying."

"Hey, no, Master, what I said..."

The voice was interrupted by the woman.

The woman called the master by Zuo Qiuliang looked calm, and her eyes swept across the surrounding world, as if she could see the entire Luo River.

"It doesn't matter... Wuxing, he is dead."

In this Luo River, she did not feel the breath of Wuxing.

Ah?

Listening to the other party's words, Zuo Qiuliang was hit hard in an instant.

No, that Wuxing senior died?

But isn't he the eighth realm? How could Tianxuan, the eighth realm, die here?

A calm voice came from the front.

"He died, but I am curious, who is it..."

Before the voice fell, the purple-haired woman's eyes condensed slightly, and her indifferent eyes stared at the roaring Zhulong in front of her.

"Beast, it's not easy to practice. Although I only have one attack, do you really want to be my enemy and spend at least a hundred years of savings for this?"

The roar of the Candle Dragon gradually stopped, and the scarlet eyes looked at the other party, as if thinking about the other party's words.

The figure of the purple-haired woman was hazy, but it was an illusory creation, not a real body.

After a short silence, the man and the beast seemed to have reached a certain consensus.

The Candle Dragon roared, and its huge body shrank, but it fell straight back to the lake from the air.

The purple-robed woman sneered and was about to speak.

But the lake water was rising mightily, and the huge body of the Candle Dragon hit the lake directly, and the entire lake surface suddenly raised huge waves, like the force of the sky, smashing down on the woman's head.

The purple-haired woman's face changed slightly, but her body was directly exposed to mottled light and shadow.

The air around her became sticky and distorted in an instant.

The power revealed from her was still Qi.

But the intensity of this aura is beyond the cognition of the world.

Nine realms of heavenly power.

The power of one blow was consumed.

The lake water poured onto the purple-haired woman's body.

The purple-haired woman was silent.

The body was just an illusion, and the lake water that was raised was just an ordinary huge wave, not a magical power.

Zhulong did not take action, this was just a provocation from Zhulong.

But her eyes still became gloomy little by little.

After a little silence, she finally turned around slowly, her face revealed a haze, looking at Zuo Qiuliang behind her.

"Tell me, at least I am very curious, who can kill Wuxing."

Zuo Qiuliang didn't know how Wuxing died.

Can the Eight Realms still die?

This is not a pure color pen.

But now, he knew that facing the extremely angry lord in front of him, he had to give the other party an answer.

So he didn't think about it, and an idea came to his mind, and he opened his mouth and blurted it out.

Zuo Qiuliang stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky and said seriously.

"It must be that damned Ye Wuyou who did it!"

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Ye Wuyou didn't know how long he had been tumbling in the lake.

He only knew that this damned lake was full of waves, one after another, one wave after another, and each wave was different.

The Dao domain collapsed directly, the Qi was scattered, and the armor wrapped around his body by [No Man] also broke and peeled off at this moment, revealing the blood and flesh all over his body.

In the end, he gave up resistance directly, just holding Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan in his arms, letting the tide rise and fall, just like drifting.

The evil candle dragon fell from the sky, directly smashing a dent in the lake surface, Ye Wuyou soared into the air, and then fell down again, deep into the lake surface.

But his expression was very calm.

Numb.

Once again falling into the lake, the lake in front of him was already a mess.

Because the lake had been destroyed several times, the mud and debris at the bottom of the lake, including those strange figures like "swimming fish", were all knocked unconscious by the waves and floated up and down in the lake.

Ye Wuyou's armor fell off at this moment, and his eyes were tired after some exhaustion.

He was forced to exit [No Man's Form].

His figure was stiff and almost unable to move.

Ye Wuyou couldn't tell whether this was the sequelae of Zhulong's magical power or the side effect of [No Man's Form].

But at the moment, fortunately, there seemed to be no danger in the lake. At this moment, Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan were forcibly dragging his body to the lake surface.

Just like Ye Wuyou grabbed one in each hand before, now Ye Wuyou's two arms were also grabbed by the people around him.

The touch on his arm was very soft.

Under this icy cold water, only the woman's chest brought a trace of warmth to Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?"

It was Luo Qinghan who asked.

Ye Wuyou pursed his lips.

A compass inlaid with beads floated quietly in the lake.

Wind-fixing beads.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what it was, but the dog narrator said it was trash, how could it be in your eyes.

The narrator said it was normal to be trash, and there was nothing that was not trash in its eyes.

The real trash would not be barked at by the dog narrator.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were slightly startled, and then he swam over, stretched out his hand, and took the compass back.

"What is this..."

Listening to Luo Qinghan's words, Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes, thinking how should I know?

It was picked up anyway, no one wanted it.

But he didn't have time to care about Luo Qinghan at the moment, but moved the arm that Lu Caiwei held tightly in his arms with great difficulty.

The little stutterer looked at Ye Wuyou at this moment, his eyes full of heartache.

But Ye Wuyou's fingertips were pointing somewhere.

Then, he grinned.

"Found it."

In a pool of black mud, a long sword was attached to the black mud, with only a shallow corner exposed.

Lu Caiwei was stunned, and swam over in disbelief, and took out the long sword from the black mud.

The long sword was dirty, the ribbon on the hilt had fallen off, and there were many damages on the sword.

But the material of this sword was not top-notch. After so many destructions, it was a miracle that it did not break. Now it can come back intact, which is really unexpected.

Looking at the sword in her hand, Lu Caiwei was stunned.

Is this her sword?

Yes...

It is indeed her sword.

No matter the form, material, model, or feel...

But I always feel that something is wrong.

"This...is not right."

But her voice was too soft, Ye Wuyou's consciousness was almost blurred, and Luo Qinghan was dragging Ye Wuyou alone, and now he turned around and called Lu Caiwei to follow quickly.

Lu Caiwei didn't think any more, she put away her sword, and then hurriedly followed.

The lake, which had been gradually calming down, suddenly raised waves at this moment.

The waves were gentle, but with an invisible force, they forcibly separated Lu Caiwei, Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan, who were originally close to each other.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were slightly fixed, and Luo Qinghan immediately took action.

The aura bloomed, and directly hit the gentle wave in front of him.

But...

Luo Qinghan hit the water surface.

The best is like water.

This gentle wave was not dangerous at all, it just pushed people gently to the shore.

But Luo Qinghan's strength was dissipated in an instant, and he could not control his own direction at all.

Ye Wuyou was still stiff at this moment, even his little finger could not move, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

He could only watch this invisible but extremely gentle wave separate the two farther and farther.

What on earth is it!

But the voice of the narrator rang in his mind instantly.

With a hint of anger and crazy curses.

[She is just a furnace, why is she worthy? What right, this damn furnace! ]

[This evil beast He Ling who betrayed you in the past really deserves to be cut into pieces! He actually let you, a furnace, become the master of the blessed land...]

[Alright, alright, let this master of the blessed land be your furnace, yin and yang are united, and life is refined...]

...

Lu Caiwei jumped out of the water and stood on the boat, looking around anxiously.

The little river spirit sat at the bow, looked at Lu Caiwei, and then looked at the sword in the girl's hand.

There was deep confusion in its eyes.

Hmm?

How did you get it back?

But...

It's the rules.

It can sense the slight connection that has been established with Lu Caiwei at this moment.

The little river spirit's body is scattered, but in a flash it condenses into a clear long sword.

The voice came from the river spirit.

"From now on, you are the master of Luo River."

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The bottom of the lake is unfathomable.

Zhulong, whose body is as big as a small mountain, quietly coils and hovers at the bottom of the water, as if falling into a deep sleep.

The water splashes.

A clear long sword, at this moment, floats and sinks in the lake.

Finally, it falls to the bottom of the lake.

Zhulong yawns.

The rolled up black mud completely buries the faint light on the sword. (End of this chapter)