Chapter 213 Encounter
Sea of Chaos.
"Master, we have been here for five months, where is our final destination!"
Shen Yi no longer has the pressure he had when he was king. He was calm and his whole body revealed a feeling of exhaustion.
It’s not his fault. The journey into the Chaos Sea is too dangerous.
It was okay when we first entered the outer sea. Linlang Tiangong was hidden in the sky, and no monsters could detect it. Just like when we crossed the northern border before, we just had to rest assured and go on our way.
But the situation suddenly changed a few months ago. The vitality disappeared and disasters spread all over. Even though Langya Tiangong is a spiritual treasure, it has to show its power for a long time to calm the chaos in the world before it can move forward.
As a result, the concealment ability naturally decreased a lot, and the traces were noticed by the strange monsters in the sea of chaos.
The Patriarch of the Yang God and the Venerable Yin God must reserve their mana to deal with real events. After all, it is difficult to replenish mana in the sea of chaos, and they will not take action if they can.
So most of these battles were assigned to Shen Yi and other Jindan masters. In the past, the masters who had high positions in the Daling Dynasty were just the most ordinary combatants.
Over the past two months, Shen Yi alone had gone through dozens of battles, large and small. Although there was a supply of pills, his cultivation had inevitably declined by three points.
Those weird monsters may not have high cultivation level, but they either form in groups and block out the sky or the sun, or they have weird abilities. If they are not careful, even Jindan Zhenren will fall in love with them.
Thirty Jindan Daoists, but they didn’t know what their purpose was, but five of them have already been killed.
This also made Shen Yi feel more uneasy, especially after entering the Sea of Chaos and discovering that the place was so dangerous, he became more and more worried about Shen Mo's situation.
This place is not a place where mortals or young monks can survive.
Although the life card showed that he was still alive, he might have been transformed into something like a corpse puppet or blood soul by evil cultivators.
But this is his last hope, and he can only hold on like this.
Lian Shan also saw what Shen Yi was thinking, sighed and said: "The hexagram I calculated for your son still counted, so it shouldn't be a big deal."
" But..." Shen Yi said with confusion, "The future of this trip is uncertain, how can this disciple have a chance to find Mo'er?"
After seeing the horror of the Chaos Sea, whether Shen Yilian can survive, Everyone was suspicious, let alone finding Shen Mo.
Looking at his disciple who was no longer energetic and had a dejected look on his face, Lian Shan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Had it not been for his recommendation, Shen Yi would not have gone to work in Daling and ended up in this situation.
It’s just that it’s hard to decide who was right and who was wrong in that matter. As the Great Spirit Princess, even if he is the Lord Yin Shen with an extremely special status, he cannot deal with it rashly.
Scenes from the past flashed through Lianshan's mind, the children at Cheng Huan's knees, the spirited young man...
He sighed and said: "Please don't, disciple." Worry, after this matter is over, I will go out of my way to seek explanation for you and heal my hidden wounds.”
Hearing these words, Shen Yi's body couldn't help but tremble, and then he knelt down on the ground. Tears came from the corners of the eyes of the dignified Jindan Master.
“Master!”
I don’t know how many emotions were hidden in this voice, but they were all vented at this moment.
But it’s not until the master and the apprentice can act a little more affectionate. A loud sound like a mountain falling and rocks suddenly came, almost resounding throughout the sky, followed by violent shaking, as if the palace was about to collapse.
Shen Yi's eyes were horrified. This was the imperial dynasty's suppression of Lingbaolan Yuntian Palace. What on earth could have happened that could lead to such a situation! Lianshan wanted to use his fingers to make predictions, but this was a sea of chaos, and he could only vaguely feel the vague secrets of heaven.
"Let's go to the main hall first." The master and apprentice immediately put away their melancholy and fled to the main hall.
When we arrived here, most of the venerables and real people were already standing in the hall, and a mirror reflected the outside world.
In the depths of the black gray fog clouds, a monster with a fish head and a python body came riding the waves on the sea. Its ferocious black fish scales were looming in the waves.
During the ups and downs of the waves, millions of demons gathered around them, like a large swarm, leaping and tumbling, the disturbed water waves rolling, turbulent and aggressive, which was spectacular.
The monster was really as big as a mountain, and the compound eyes on its head were as big as a lake, and as deep as a deep pool, which made people afraid.
I saw its fish head raised, its long tail swinging, setting off a thousand-foot wave, and a roaring sound rising into the sky. In an instant, an extremely ferocious surging pressure enveloped it.
Even with the protection of Linlang Heavenly Palace, you can still feel the soul-seeking aura. Some of the servants with extremely low cultivation level are already shaking their legs, trembling all over, and they are unable to stand upright. .
"Yang Shen Da Yao!?" Lian Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression on guard.
During this trip, the team of the Daling Dynasty had not encountered such monsters before. They either avoided them by hiding, or relied on the speed of Langya Heavenly Palace to fly past them.
This is the first time that I have been blocked like this.
And looking at the looming violence in the demon's eyes, this battle is probably inevitable.
The only Yang God sitting at the head, the Supreme Emperor of the Daling Dynasty who did not know how many generations ago, also opened his eyes at this moment, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in his cloudy eyes.
"This demon is not alone, but the leader of a rare demon group. I suppress it here, and you will eliminate its group as soon as possible." Although he is old, his sanity is clear and clear. "Otherwise, the strength of the master of such a large group will be doubled several times!"
Many golden elixir masters looked at each other, and they all obeyed the order.
The old man waved his hand again, and a golden light flashed past and fell into Lianshan's arms.
"Then Master Lao Lian will set up my magic circle to cut off the wings of this demon."
Lian Shan bowed slightly and said: "I accept your order."
The monks in Huazhou are dominated by the country. With such a top-down system and an orderly hierarchy, the monks' personal energy is suppressed and restricted at all levels. It is rare for a person to suppress the outstanding talents of the contemporary era with amazing talent and beauty.
But where we work together, we will naturally be better than the monks from other continents. Especially the formations, whether they are large-scale military formations or small formations like the Three Talents and Four Elephants, they are all used extremely skillfully.
Many golden elixir masters have practiced this formation many times, but in just a moment, dozens of rays of light rose into the sky, like the sun melting into the snow, dispersing the dark clouds and haze in the sky and calming the huge waves.
The formation is rolling forward, and the surge of ideas contains extremely terrifying power. The mysterious light flashes like a meat grinder, devouring the demon subordinates lingering around the giant demon.
The great Yang Shen demon would naturally not let his subordinates and heirs be slaughtered like this. He let out a loud cry and the sea water suddenly surged, rushing towards the formation like the end of the world.
The wave set off by such a powerful force can almost submerge the earth. Even Jindan Zhenren is in this situation and can only be like a lonely boat, letting it be destroyed.
The old man sitting in the Lanyun Tiangong was waiting for this moment. Magic power surged and inspiration emerged. Under the Tiangong, the strong wind gradually rose, and the clouds and mist rolled in, blocking the sky-shattering water.
(End of this chapter)