There's something wrong with my master.

The sea was calm at the moment, with an occasional small wave that would then quickly calm down.

boom!

Two sea monsters, one big and one small, rushed out of the sea, creating a hole in the sea water.

The small sea beast spread its fins like wings and flew very high.

It stayed steadily in the air, then glided away into the distance.

The gliding speed is very fast, a bit like flying with a sword, and you can even hear a very light sonic boom.

But just as he was about to escape the predator's mouth, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky.

The shadow covered thousands of miles around, and also covered the sea beast that was trying to escape from pursuit.

Heavy air pressure suddenly spread across the entire sea.

It was like some monstrous beast had fallen from the sky.

Bang.

The falling shadow hit the sea beast, the sea water burst, and the inky blood was completely diluted in the water.

The predator sea beast that rushed out of the sea also suffered a fatal blow to its head.

Whether hunter or prey, they all became corpses in the sea.

They may be eaten by the next predator.

Or maybe it will fall to the bottom of the sea like a whale, feeding many weak sea creatures.

boom!

The huge shadow finally fell on the sea.

The surging waves rolled up and rushed straight into the sky, and the waves wanted to touch the clouds on the horizon.

The shadow continued to sink, and the huge impact force seemed to want to break the sea water and split it in two.

The surroundings suddenly became dead silent, and the corpse of a sea beast floated up.

Under the undercurrent, more sea beasts were swimming frantically, fleeing into the distance.

They didn't know that they were running for their lives, and the huge shadow that brought them disaster was also running for its life.

Fate is such a coincidence.

The sea beasts were merely innocent victims of the disaster.

The weak do not have the right to control their own destiny, and this is especially true in the world of immortal cultivation.

Although compared to the number of mortals and the vastness of the world, such things rarely happen nowadays.

But no one knows whether they will become the unlucky one.

Who knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

You may feel extremely happy one moment and be dead without a burial place the next.

And what killed them was just the aftermath of a battle.

These are the immortal cultivators. No country’s laws can punish them.

The only one who can punish immortal cultivators is a more powerful immortal cultivator.

And there are those pitiful rules that are tacitly followed but can be broken and trampled upon at any time.

These rules are occasionally used to punish weak cultivators, or to give those with ulterior motives a legitimate reason to act.

Rumble!

The sea water continued to roll, and huge waves covering the sky rushed straight towards the shadow that hit the sea surface.

Just as the sea water was pouring back and was about to submerge the shadow, a white sword light flashed.

A very tiny sword light.

The huge waves spread out to both sides with the shadow as the center.

The sound of rolling waves lasted for a long time, and the surrounding area had become a desert for all living things.

When the sea calmed down again, the shadow that brought great disaster to the ocean finally revealed its full picture.

That's a mountain.

The mountain is very big and you can smell the fragrance of peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain.

A monkey stared blankly at the receding waves, then retracted the golden light.

Around him were a herd of wild mountain animals.

There are herbivorous deer, sheep, rabbits, etc., as well as carnivorous tigers, wolves, etc.

They gathered together quietly without fighting.

When the doomsday-like waves poured back towards Four Seasons Mountain, they, like the sea beasts, could do nothing but quietly welcome death.

But fortunately, it seems that I don’t have to die now.

So they all went up the mountain again, some to hunt, some to hunt, some to escape.

Only a few seemed to be stimulated by the monkeys. They looked at the golden light and the peach trees, as if they were thinking about something.

In the first few years after Yun Changsheng went up the mountain, there were many animals that could think, but except for the monkeys, the others all died of old age.

I wonder if after experiencing this man-made natural disaster, there are any lucky people who will open the door to cultivation and embark on the path of taking control of their own destiny.

This is a disaster, but also an opportunity.

Just like in the corpse of the predator at the bottom of the sea, a blue demon pill is quietly staying in its stomach.

I wonder which lucky little fish will have this adventure.

On the other side of the East China Sea, a fisherman looked towards here for a moment, then quickly looked away.

A battle of this level does not get his attention.

"The sea is unpredictable, but this mountain should be able to run."

There was a dragon in the sea that looked very much like a dragon. Its name was Wuding.

The lifespan of monsters is very long.

Human monks who are transcending tribulation can only live for tens of thousands of years, and they have to take good care of themselves, survive, and not overdraw their bodies.

If you randomly pick out a demon beast that has undergone tribulation, they can live for at least 100,000 or 200,000 years.

Wuding, the dragon with true dragon blood and who has been persistently preparing to return to his ancestral form, has lived for an unknown period of time.

When the fisherman ascended to heaven, Wu Ding was already in the tribulation period.

The fisherman came down, but the dragon was still there.

But Wuding has become a legend and no one knows his exact age.

There are uncertain records in the long-standing sects, but after reading them, the disciples of the sect thought they were legends.

Moreover, the contents of the records are also inconsistent.

Some records say that Wuding is already a million years old, while others say that he only lived for a few tens of thousands of years.

Some also said that Wuding had ascended to heaven long ago, and the current overlord of the East China Sea was just the bloodline left by Wuding.

Some even got the name wrong and only remembered "Wugui". It is possible that the cultivator who recorded it was envious of the dragon's long life.

In this world, perhaps only the fisherman is convinced that there really is such a horrible creature in the sea.

And it really is almost a million years old.

Immortals encounter a catastrophe once every million years. The weak will die, while the strong will survive.

It is truly like using a mortal body to outlast an immortal.

"It may not be a dragon, but a dragon turtle."

In the past, someone in the world of cultivating immortals once joked like this.

The true dragon hides between heaven and earth, and almost no one can predict its fate. Wuding, whose bloodline is almost reverting to that of a true dragon, also possesses this ability.

Therefore, the sea is uncertain.

Qie Wuding is just a nickname given to the dragon by the immortal cultivation community many tens of thousands of years ago. No one knows its real name anymore.

Click.

Around Four Seasons Mountain, pieces of mirror-like fragments fell down.

Darkness engulfed the Four Seasons Mountain.

I don’t know where he went this time.

After Four Seasons Mountain disappeared, several figures appeared.

The monk who was better at calculations calculated with his fingers and then shook his head.

"It can't be counted."

"Wait until next time."

"Ah."

Several people nodded to each other and prepared to leave.

Only a sturdy man holding a huge sword was unwilling to give in. He gripped the hilt of the sword with his thick palm and veins on his forehead jumped.

"next time!"

"When will the next time be!?"

His voice was a little irritable, his eyes were glaring, and his breathing was heavy.

No one around paid any attention to him. A Taoist priest wanted to speak but was stopped by his companions.

"He is the martial master of the Seven Sword Sect. There is something wrong with his training. His mood fluctuates greatly and he is irritable and easily angered. He needs to rely on the Seven Illusion Lotus to heal him."

"In the end, that woman snatched the Seven Illusionary Lotus away."

The Taoist's companion conveyed the message to the Taoist.

The Taoist priest stopped suddenly, then turned around and left with the crowd with an expressionless face.

Only Wu Ji was left, holding a huge sword and slashing the waves, venting his anger wildly.

"The witch must die!"

The waves on the sea did not calm down for a long time.

Boom!

The sword flashed.

A few minutes later, a whale hundreds of meters long floated up.

It came from the seabed thousands of meters below and was affected by the sword light.

Chapter 254: A string of candied haws can kidnap a loli

Four Seasons Mountain.

The battle is over.

A man and a woman with two swords gathered in the house on the top of the mountain.

After Yun Changsheng swung his sword, he announced that he would go into seclusion again, and this time the seclusion might be longer than the previous ones.

No one or anything on the mountain was surprised by this incident.

This time, facing a group of powerful enemies, the strongest fighting force on the mountain is the two swords and Yun Changsheng.

When Yun Xuejian came back, his face was bruised and swollen, and his teeth were chipped. It was hard to say how much strength he could still use.

Then only Yun Changsheng and Xue Yunjian can be used.