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Chapter 117: A fierce battle between water beasts, a visitor from the Fuyao Chu family, and Zhou Ping, the leader of Ziwei Tianjian
Fenquan Lake is located on the edge of the secret realm. It is a place where immortal blood gathers. It covers an extremely large area. It stands to reason that it would be impossible for Ning Yujing to find him for a while.

But Han Ye felt that the other party had a way to find him.

You know, he just arrived at the Dragon Cave at the bottom of the lake with his front feet, and Ning Yujing arrived with his back feet.

This speed was simply unbelievable, so he suspected that the other party must have some means to track him.

He put away his thoughts, looked at Chu Xianyu aside, and said:
"Did Ziweitian not take any remedial measures during this trip to the secret realm? Or did he not realize that the secret realm was invaded by the Demon Cult?"

Chu Xianyu explained: "The inside of the secret realm is completely isolated from the outside. I'm afraid that's true."

Along the way, Han Ye could see Bai Sensen's skeleton, as well as some remaining soldiers embedded in the white skeleton.

There are both human bones and savage beast bones.

It is true that the Golden Cicada Secret Realm is full of opportunities, but many people have paid their lives for it and remain in the secret realm forever.

--call!

Suddenly, a red heat wave blew from the depths of Fenquan Lake, and the wind was very strong.

Han Ye quickly inserted the candle flame into the ground to stabilize his body, and at the same time used the power of magic to reduce the wind force of the heat wave.

"Whoa!"

A huge scaly tentacle emerged from the lake and stretched out towards Han Ye and others.

"How dare you come back!"

Han Ye heard roars coming from the bottom of the lake, and this ancient water beast seemed to still have an impression of him.

"Now the dragon won't come out again."

He glanced at the silent dragon mark on his chest and sighed.

In the Dragon Cave, with the help of the demon dragon, he was able to drive away the wild beasts around the Golden Cicada Sea. Now the demon dragon continues to sleep and cannot help him.

"Wait, I don't mean any harm."

Han Ye could only try his best to communicate with this ancient water beast.

"A mere human being can actually talk to me?"

The ancient water beast was very surprised that Han Ye could understand his words.

It has been sleeping here for a hundred years, and almost no one has spoken to it. Han Ye is the first to do so.

The tentacles stopped immediately, and Wang Daniu and Chu Xianyu looked at each other, not knowing why.

It seems that what Han Ye said is true. There is indeed a huge creature at the bottom of the lake. It seems difficult to mess with. Basically, this tentacle can knock away any golden elixir monk.

"Humans, anyone who intrudes into my territory must become food in my mouth."

"But since you are an alien, I can let you live and leave quickly!"

Multiple tentacles stretched out from the lake, driving Han Ye away.

"I can leave, but I'm worried that someone will come to disturb you later. They like people like you best. They may accept you as a spiritual beast and covet the burning clover at the bottom of your lake."

Han Ye said with deep eyes.

"No matter who it is, anyone who intrudes will die!"

The low buzzing roar of the beast made the ground shake.

But Han Ye suddenly looked in one direction and murmured: "Here he comes."

A large cold wind soon arrived, and snowflakes filled the sky.

It seemed that he was right. The other party had the means to track him, so he could quickly locate him.

This can't help but make him curious, what is the method?
While Han Ye was thinking about it, he accidentally glanced at the ice toad jacket and blouse that shone fluorescently from time to time.

It suddenly dawned on me.

"I see."

Han Ye immediately took off his clothes and frowned:

"This witch has such deep thoughts that she even put her position on her clothes."

Chu Xianyu glanced at him, hugged her chest, and said calmly: "I have said before that she is not a good person."

"Brother Han, Miss Chu, she is here!"

"She is not the only one, there are many monks."

Wang Daniu pointed at a large group of figures in the void and reminded them.

Ning Yujing was seen flying in from the void first, her peach-blossom eyes calm. In front of her was a calm, steaming lake.

Many demon sect monks behind her arrived at the same time. Learning from the previous lesson, she arranged all the demon sect disciples in this area in advance, making sure that Han Ye would not be able to escape.

Her consciousness quickly locked onto Han Ye and the others. She blinked her peach blossom eyes and smiled slightly:
"Brother, what's the use of running away like this? You won't fall into my hands in the end."

After saying that, he quickly flew across the sky and struck out with a palm. The lake surface was immediately covered with layers of frost. Even the boiling lake water could not resist the cold air.

"Hand over the demon map obediently, and I will spare your life and let you be my servant and follow the great cause of the demon sect together!"

She sent a message and fell into Han Ye's ears.

"Servant, you really think of yourself as a princess."

Han Ye snorted coldly and moved his mouth slightly, as if he was conveying some message.

Just when Ning Yujing took action.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a huge ancient water beast appeared out of the sky and suddenly emerged from the lake. Its body was ten feet tall and its tentacles were as hard as steel. It roared towards the shore from the lake.

The earth trembled slightly and the blue lake was turbulent, which seemed to indicate that a thrilling battle was about to take place.

Ning Yujing was wearing an ice-blue dress, with long hair hanging down to her waist like a waterfall. Her peach-blossom eyes showed surprise and surprise, and she smiled:

"Brother, it turns out you brought this place to stop me with this strange beast? Don't you think this idea is too naive?"

She stared at the huge ancient water beast coming towards her, a hint of indifference flashing in her eyes.

He raised his jade hand, and the cold air filled it, condensing into a shining and transparent ice sword. It shot out in an instant. The ice sword turned into a bright light and pierced the eyes of the ancient water beast with lightning speed.

The ancient water beast let out a roar, and its tentacles covered its eyes like steel before colliding with the ice sword.

Amidst the violent collision, the tip of the ice sword trembled slightly, and the tentacles of the ancient water beast also turned into frost, and then cracks appeared, which were soon frozen into ice slag and exploded.

Ning Yujing calmly stepped back and cast the spell again.

She raised her hands, and cold air surged from her palms, forming a huge mana ice ball.

Following her thoughts, the ice ball quickly spun, sending out a biting cold wind.

The ice ball grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge ball of ice crystals, surrounding Ning Yujing.

The ancient water beast roared, twisted its tentacles, and turned into a black shadow that rolled toward Ning Yujing. Its tentacles traced across the ice crystal ball, making a screaming sound.

The puck shook violently but was not shattered.

Ning Yujing's eyes flashed with solemnity, she gritted her teeth, and the ice sword in her hand began to fly again.

She transformed into a bolt of lightning and easily avoided the attack of the ancient water beast. Then she gathered the power of the ice sword and stabbed the ancient water beast's head at the bottom of the lake.

Sensing the danger, the ancient water beast roared and waved its tentacles quickly to block the ice sword. Other tentacles rose up and swung towards her.

Ning Yujing's face hardened. She adjusted her tactics and continuously displayed another set of ice magical powers.

He raised his hands in vain, and a storm of ice and snow spun up. Countless ice cones fell from the sky, and the cold light shone.

The ancient water beast was in trouble, but it was not to be outdone and rushed forward. Its tentacles struggled and slapped hard on the defensive ice wall erected by Ning Yujing.

Strange and powerful lines gradually lit up on the tentacles, and eight waterspouts swept around her.

But Ning Yujing just waved his hand, and all the waterspouts turned into ice sculptures.

Seeing this scene, Han Ye frowned: "No, this is Fenquan Lake, and the methods of the ancient water beasts are completely restrained by Ning Yujing."

Only then did he remember that Ning Yujing's Frozen Dragon Riding Picture showed that he became stronger when exposed to water and had a steady stream of methods to use.Although Ning Yujing was able to deal with it, he couldn't get away for a while, so he ordered the surrounding Demon Cult monks:
"Capture Han Ye alive, no matter whether the others live or die!"

"Yes!"

Several streams of light struck in the direction of the three people.

"We have to take action too."

Han Ye reminded, pulled out the candle flame with his right hand, and prepared the Pure Yang Xuanhuang Fist with the other hand.

Wang Daniu activated his magic power, his body surface glowed with golden light, his muscles swelled, and it looked like he was poured a layer of gold.

Chu Xianyu took the lead and struck with a cyan sword energy, knocking a demon sect disciple upside down and flying away.

In the next second, he moved forward, changed his position, and struck out with another sword. He was merciless, and every sword strike would kill one person.

Wang Daniu's fist was extremely powerful, and he stepped on the ground. The ground cracked like a spider web, and stones flew everywhere. He jumped high and directly caught a demon cultivator.

The power of many magic weapons around him bombarded his body, but golden light was scattered everywhere, and Tian Chan's golden body was indestructible and could not cause any harm to it.

When Han Ye saw this, he was slightly surprised. He held the Ling Bao Wind Thunder Seal in his hand to resist magical spells, and used the sword control technique on the other hand to harvest the lives of the golden elixir demon cultivator's disciples.

When the three of them were fighting with the demon sect disciples, the south side of the Golden Chan secret realm shook violently.

Let everyone startled.

"what happened?"

Han Ye looked at the source of the vibration with confusion in his eyes.

Chu Xianyu raised his sword to kill a demon cultivator in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "This direction is the entrance to the secret realm. Someone is probably restarting the secret realm."

Han Ye looked happy and said with a smile: "It seems that the people from the Immortal Sect have finally discovered that something is wrong."

"Uncle Three!"

Ning Yujing looked towards the entrance and realized something was wrong. She instantly activated six ice swords and cut off the tentacles in front of her, but the tentacles soon grew again.

She looked at Han Ye and the other three and sent a message to the demon cultivator:
"A quick victory, the people from the Immortal Sect have discovered the clues to the secret realm."

"Why hasn't the right protector come yet?"

Ning Yujing frowned, very unhappy.

She had previously ordered a search for Han Ye in all directions, but the protector following her lost contact.

In an ancient valley in the secret realm, surrounded by thick fog, an old man with gray hair sat quietly on the edge of the cliff. The sleeve of his right arm was empty, and he only had one arm.

He was wearing a simple sheepskin robe, with gray hair and deep eyes. He seemed ordinary.

It seems to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew from the depths of the valley. It was the ferocious Right Protector of the Demon Cult, with hair as red as flames and a ferocious look on his face.

All he wanted to do was meet up with the Saint and jump over the cliff.

I noticed there was a person below.

"Who is here!"

He couldn't help but question.

The one-armed old man smiled faintly and stood up slowly.

He stretched out his left arm as old as a dead tree, touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and took a deep breath.

"Anyone who offends the Fuyao Chu family will be killed. The injuries sustained by the young lady before have a lot to do with you."

The one-armed old man's voice was calm and powerful.

He suddenly pulled out his sword. It was an extremely ordinary iron sword. It was inconspicuous, but the sword was filled with a powerful and suppressed sword intent.

When the one-armed old man raised his sword, the sword flashed, dazzling and sharp.

His face, illuminated by the sword light, suddenly released an unparalleled awe-inspiring sword intent.

The demon sect protector couldn't help but be startled, feeling an unprecedented danger. Even in the realm of divine transformation, he felt a chill in his heart.

With a move of his finger, the dark mana instantly condensed into a black dragon and slashed towards the one-armed old man.

The one-armed old man's eyes were firm, his sword was as bright as lightning, and he just swung his sword lightly.

At that moment, the air seemed to stand still and the entire valley fell into silence.

Then, a harsh tearing sound sounded, and the two forces collided violently.

The figure of the one-armed old man exploded with astonishing speed in an instant, and he shuttled through the sword light. The sword intention followed him like a shadow, and his figure changed unpredictably.

An absolute suppression from the field of swordsmanship made the Demon Cult protector unable to open his eyes.

He tried his best to resist, but he gradually found that he was being suppressed more and more. The swordsmanship strength displayed by the one-armed old man had exceeded his imagination!
As the sword went down, the rocks in the valley continued to hit each other.

After the sword light, there was a huge rift in the valley, and the sword energy remained.

In the end, the one-armed old man penetrated the protector's chest with a sharp sword strike.

There was no scream, and he fell to the ground, his body turning into ashes and dissipated in the wind.

The one-armed old man slowly sheathed his sword, and the sword intent on his body gradually dissipated.

He looked at the huge rift valley in front of him, his face still ordinary and old, and a faint sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was not about the situation in front of him, but about the person who was worried.

"Xianyu, it's time to go home."

The entrance to the secret realm.

Many demon sect disciples retreated into the [-]-meter mountain forest behind the entrance.

Because there is a terrifying coercion ahead that cannot be seen directly, covering the world.

A man with a black beard and a Taoist robe was filled with majestic aura. He stared ahead and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth coming in like a tide, converging on him.

He absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the primordial spirit dharma that gathered the demonic energy in his body gradually emerged.

The huge dharma image transformed into a majestic giant of heaven and earth, thousands of feet tall, wearing magic armor, with a shining light between his eyebrows, like a god coming to the world.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect you to take advantage of this loophole. If I go back this time, I won't say that I will be criticized again."

Zhou Ping, who was carrying a bandage and a long sword, rubbed his stubble, feeling very distressed, but the aura exuding from his body became even colder.

He stared at the sky and saw the huge outer body of Yuan Shen. He clicked his tongue and said, "Is this serious?"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth became cloudy, thunder and lightning flashed, and the harsh thunder echoed continuously.

The figure of the man in black beard and Taoist robes was hidden in the thunder clouds, seeming to be one with the whole world, and the devil-armored spirit struck at him.

Zhou Ping suddenly raised his hand and smacked it with the giant palm of the heaven and earth giant, causing violent vibrations in the air.

The huge palm print rushed towards the surrounding thunderclouds like a vast ocean.

The thundercloud trembled violently, the next second.

A tall man in a bamboo hat burst out from the void, his sword came out like a dragon, and cut off the palm prints, revealing Zhou Ping's Yuan Shen Dharma outer body in front of everyone.

His soul is like a purple-gold giant, his golden eyes are shining with purple-gold brilliance, and his war sword with Yao pattern reveals awe-inspiring majesty.

He slowly raised his arm, pointed at the huge soul opposite him, and laughed loudly:
"Unexpectedly, there are still survivors from the former demon envoys. It seems that your demon sect is playing a big game."

The middle-aged man in robes with a black beard looked at Zhou Ping and recalled: "The young men back then have become the leaders of Ziweitian's swordsmanship. It seems that the Demon Sect has been silent for too long."

After speaking, the Yuanshen struck out a palm to cover the clouds and avoid the sun, as if the entire secret realm was about to collapse.

"You want to destroy the Golden Cicada Secret Realm?"

Zhou Ping's smile faded, he narrowed his eyes and swung his sword finger slightly.

In an instant, the surging magic power of the big palm collided with the sword, and the whole world trembled.

Huge energy fluctuations swept across all directions, causing people to feel heart-stopping.

(End of this chapter)