I have a hundred clones.

Chapter 230 Come and lead the death!

Cao Ya raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Shi Hao, and said with a smile:
"Why, do you want to try your hand with them?"

He saw Shi Hao's thoughts.

After two years of penance, Shi Hao couldn't wait, and wanted to fight against those young talents.

"Then go and have a look." Cao Ya didn't refuse, if Shi Hao wanted to go, then he was up to him.

Two years ago, when Shi Hao first entered the Spirit Transformation Realm, the real duel was probably not as good as those young arrogances.

But now at this time, Shi Hao is basically at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he has not lost to anyone in the Spirit Transformation Realm, whether it is a young arrogance, or an older generation of strong men who have suppressed their cultivation.

Although Shi Hao was defeated every time when he challenged him, but Shi Hao made great progress every time, Cao Ya was shocked when he saw it.

woohoo~~
The two of them swept across the blue sea and arrived outside the battlefield.

Boom~~~~~~
The waves hit the sky, and the battle was extremely fierce.

In the sea area, a young man with water-blue hair and radiant eyes, holding a halberd in one arm, faced the powerful mermaid tribe alone, killing all directions.

Pieces of mermaid monks yelled, their bodies cracked and then exploded.

The descendant of the Sea God is named Mo Shang, holding a halberd with one hand, it is extremely strong, sweeping away thousands of troops, extremely terrifying, suppressing this sea area by himself alone, no one dares to attack him directly.

The Mermaid Clan suffered a disastrous defeat and had no choice but to withdraw from that sea area, retreating in front of the Sea God Clan.

Immediately, many creatures in the sea came to vote for Mo Shang, the descendant of the sea god, and surrendered one after another.

It was obvious that Mo Shang was conquering all races. He came to Bihai not only to compete for the "Kunpeng Treasure Art", but also to gain fame and prepare for the future conferment of gods.

Mo Shang aspires to the ancient ancestors, the sea conferred the gods, and ruled all the tribes.

Even the creatures on land were shocked when they saw it.

"Mo Shang, the descendant of the Sea God, already possesses an invincible posture!" Someone sighed.

"Look, the genius of the Huoyanyu family is also extremely powerful!" Someone pointed to another sea area and exclaimed.

People looked over and saw the same shocking scene.

The crimson light was overwhelming, and a majestic young man was wearing a red armor, his whole body was shining brightly, holding a red blood spear, he swept away the enemies, forced back a large group of old masters, and occupied one side alone.

The Huoyanyu clan watched from the outside, but did not participate in the battle.

That young man is the top genius of the Huoyanyu clan, named Han Tian, ​​and in this North Sea, he is a young man who is as famous as Mo Shang, the descendant of the sea god.

The battle between Han Tian and Mo Shang two years ago shocked the crowd, although it ended in a draw, but now, the two young geniuses are even more terrifying.

Everyone knows that these two geniuses are destined to have a bloody battle, because the two clans are feuds.

Besides the Sea God Clan and the Huoyanyu Clan, there are also many strong clans, old servants follow, young men and women with outstanding figures, surrounded in the center, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.

There are also the people and horses of the Primordial Divine Mountain. Together, they look at all directions, absolutely powerful.

Even in the middle of the sea, he still has enough confidence.

Cao Ya looked around and his eyes flickered. In his perception, the truly powerful ones in this blue sea were not the little guys or the old servants on the surface. The ones lurking in the dark were truly terrifying.

Just the sensed breath of the Venerable, no less than two palms!

He couldn't sense many creatures accurately, because those creatures came from strong clans or sacred mountains, and the artifacts passed down from ancient times were very magical and could isolate the perception of spirit consciousness.

Even though Cao Ya was confident that he would not lose to the True God, he still had to be cautious.

Shi Hao originally wanted to go to a big fight, so he picked a group of senior experts to establish his reputation.

But the sudden change in Kunpeng's Nest attracted people's attention, and Shi Hao was even more surprised when he saw it.

On the island reef, the Kunpeng split apart, and after a long time, it was finally no longer stable and was about to collapse.

The whole body of the God's Nest is pitch-black, and the fissures are blazing, like a volcanic eruption under the Black Mountain. Fiery rivers of magma appeared, meandering and flowing, pouring into the sea, boiling the sea area, and rising the mist.

"It's about to open!" Everyone's heart moved, staring at it intently.

After waiting for two years, isn't it just for this day?

However, the place closest to the ancient nest is occupied by powerful forces. From the children of Shenshan to the princes of one side, and then to the head of the sect and the venerable, the aura is faint and deep like an abyss. Ordinary people dare not approach it at all.

Many monks had to stay in the distance, watching the god's nest.

There is a large area of ​​darkness, and the heroes are not willing to leave here, waiting for an opportunity in the rear.

Cao Ya's eyes flowed with divine light, watching Shen Nest.

Although he didn't experience the tempering of the young Kunpeng, he still got a glimpse of some special runes.

The black ancient nest, with golden ripples after it split open, moved Cao Ya greatly.

"Scattered people..." Shi Hao transmitted his voice, feeling quite uneasy.

Shi Hao experienced the tempering of Kunpeng when he was young, and also saw those many runes.

"Shut up! Let those great sects open the way. It's really good stuff, it won't be so easy to get. First, focus on observing this rune... You have seen it too?" Cao Ya finally asked through voice transmission.

Shi Hao nodded.

"The incomplete runes of "Kunpeng Treasure Art"..." Cao Ya was very serious, staring at the island reef, the black nest began to change, quickly golden, and the whole body was brilliant, and pieces of runes evaporated and connected together.

"Huh, that's not right!" Cao Ya frowned suddenly. The rune shone brightly, which was an important record. It mentioned "Kunpeng Treasure Technique", but it was not "Kunpeng Treasure Technique" itself.

In the end, Cao Ya got a set of mysterious symbols, whose meanings were incomprehensible, very weird and complicated.

"I don't understand." Cao Ya shook his head.

Shi Hao pondered for a long time, but also found nothing.

The two matched each other, and the runes they got were exactly the same, but they didn't understand what it meant.

When Cao Ya recalled the articles he had read, he could have skimmed them in a hurry, but his impression had long since disappeared. Even if he recalled them, it was only a general idea, and he almost forgot the specific things.

After all, I never noticed it before.

If you want to dig out your memory, you have to pay attention to it and read it carefully.

However, Cao Ya dug deep into his memory and found nothing, but others did.

"Those two people... do you think they look familiar?" A creature in the sea was puzzled, looking at Cao Ya and Shi Hao on the sea, the tall and short figures were too familiar.

"It's the 'Tall and Short Shuangsha'! Damn it, we finally found these two robbers!" A monk recognized them with his pupils constricted.

Probably witnessed Cao Ya's crimes, or the victims.

Judging from the angry expression on his face, the victim was more likely.

Cao Ya and the others marched forward on the sea. At this moment, outside the Kunpeng's nest, heroes from all walks of life gathered, and they inevitably had to meet the heroes.

Naturally, some victims looked suspiciously and recognized them.

"It's you?!" The venerables and elders of the Primordial Divine Mountain, the ancestors and elders of the strong clan in the sea area, the princes of one side, the young Tianjiao, etc. all stared over, their eyes cold and murderous.

These were all beaten by Cao Ya and the others.

Especially Mo Shang, the envoy of Lord Jiao, a descendant of the Sea God Clan, was once beaten by a black stick and lost face. Now seeing the Lord, of course he was furious.

huh~~
In the distance, a gray dragon emerged from the sea, turning into an old man with a cold expression, wishing to kill those two immediately.

But Cao Ya, a scattered person in the Great Desolation, is a venerable man. He seems to have become a god, but he is very afraid and hesitates to move forward.

But Mo Shang, the descendant of Sea God, thinks that this place is Kunpeng's nest, suppressed cultivation, and it's all in the spiritual realm, so what's there to be afraid of?
Mo Shang was arrogant, holding a golden halberd, pointing at Cao Ya and Shi Hao, extremely domineering:

"Great desolate man...you come and lead him to death!"

(End of this chapter)