Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 842

Fifty-six giant ships collided with some kind of behemoth while moving fast.

After repeated slammings and forced to slow down, it became clear that it was a huge sea snake and an even bigger octopus. Its tentacles protruded out of the sea like Optimus Prime, swung up balls of sea water and smashed them over. The tsunami formed terrible wind and waves, which made people feel deeply afraid.

One look at the scene and you can tell that the Sea Clan must be behind the plan, otherwise these behemoths would not gather together, be smashed to pieces by the giant ship and would not recede, still defiantly attacking forward.

If there is no tyrannical means to restrain them, once they cause damage to the hull, the consequences in this vast sea will be disastrous.

All the monks were on alert, and two Jindan monks heard voices.

"I would like to invite Senior Yin, and several other seniors have already rushed to the hall. These years, the Hai Clan has become very powerful, and I hope that seniors will help us and tide over the difficulties together."

Chen Xinghe frowned slightly. Yin Zhisheng was quietly killed by him, but the duty of jointly guarding the giant ship was still there, and he wanted to hide and refine the talisman in peace, fearing that the other Nascent Soul cultivators on the ship would not agree.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed forward, and Yin Zhisheng immediately stood up, and the voice transmission replied: "The old man will rush to the hall to discuss the guarding with fellow Taoists."

"Thank you, senior!" The two Golden Core cultivators secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They both knew that the evil king was not good at talking, and it was rumored that Yin Zhisheng was seriously injured when he went out to sea. It is not impossible to find some excuses to prevaricate.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't make things difficult, and Dang even agreed, which saved the two brothers a lot of trouble.

Chen Xinghe packed up his belongings as quickly as possible, and said to himself: "If you can do your best, do what you can. If this ship sinks under the onslaught of the sea clan, it will not do me any good. Let's see who has so many What? It’s a good day, but I jumped out of the sea to loot my house and make the sea road so closed.”

Thinking of this, his whole body was tense and neat, he strode out of the room and walked towards the hall in the ship.

There were monks standing on both sides of the long corridor, and they hurriedly communicated inside. After a while, a fat Nascent Soul monk came out and greeted him cordially: "Fellow Daoist Yin, I'm looking forward to you! As long as fellow Daoist can offer a copy I believe the situation will be stable today.”

Chen Xinghe laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist, you are too polite. The old man encountered the Hai Clan when he went to sea last time. He was so disgraceful that he even killed one of his disciples. If nothing else, he will avenge his disciples. Today, this old man is also duty-bound and willing to give his all." Do everything you can to make the Sea Clan look good."

With a cold laugh, the fat monk trembled slightly, thinking: "How did this old man become so active? Could it be that the disciple who died was his illegitimate son? There are a lot of good things in it, even if you can't ask him to do it himself, you should dig out some top-notch talismans, so that the disciples will be more confident in facing the battle."

When Chen Xinghe saw the rather philistine eyes of the fat monk, he knew that this guy was not easy to deal with, and he was probably thinking about making Yin Zhisheng bleed a lot, so that he could contribute all his belongings.

Just as his fake Yin Zhisheng stepped into the hall, arrogant voices sounded from outside the ship.

"Are all your human monks shrinking their heads? Now that you have been stopped by this king, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and start fighting! If you can win this king, it will be no problem to escort you all the way to the land. If you can't beat this king, All of them are left to serve as appetizers for our Sea Clan, and they deserve to die!"

"Hahaha, my lord likes to eat human ears the most. Cut them into thin strips and chew them with cold salad. It's really delicious! It's a pity that I haven't eaten the ears of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The last time I hunted and killed a few Golden Core cultivators, they Your master can run faster than a flying fish."

"Based on this king, your human race's Nascent Soul is a shameless person who just watched his disciple die without saving him. Tsk tsk, no wonder there is serious internal conflict in the human race. Disciple kills master, and master kills disciple everywhere!"

Before the words were finished, Yin Zhisheng yelled: "The monster is so rampant, my disciple was kidnapped by you last time, today I will let you Hai Clan see how powerful the Nascent Soul of the human race is."

As soon as Chen Xinghe stepped into the hall with his front feet, he escaped from the huge ship and came into the air with his back feet, and he clasped his fists in all directions: "I have seen fellow Taoists, the evildoers are so rampant, let this old man take the lead."

Everyone was quite surprised. The rumored Yin Zhisheng was not such a warm-hearted person who likes to conquer demons and slay demons!Why don't you call him an evil king?His temperament is very surly and even weird, making it hard to understand.

He was the first to jump out today, which is also confusing!This old guy won't go crazy, that's why he escaped like this?
What did Chen Xinghe think?

Hurry up and call it a day and go back to practice. As long as Yin Zhisheng is here, he will not be free, so he will pick a head and fight first, and he can go back after fighting until he shows his injuries to a certain extent.

At that time, he can fight as he likes outside, and he has to keep improving and hone more advanced spells!
Taking ten thousand steps back, this king is so powerful that he killed Yin Zhisheng with three strikes, five divisions and two, and that's okay!
At most one avatar can be lost, and with the right hand supporting the seizing channel, the body can be turned around in an instant, which is difficult for outsiders to notice.

Chen Xinghe's realm is getting higher and higher, and Nascent Soul cultivator no longer has a sense of mystery in his eyes, so he no longer has awe and dares to challenge.

The Sea Clan camp was silent for a while. I didn't expect that there would be monks in the Nascent Soul Stage who would jump out. How to deal with it now?What should the king do if he rolls his name?The Nascent Soul of the human race who has the confidence to jump out must be extraordinary. After all, there is no one at this level who is given for nothing, and will not die easily.

Chen Xinghe looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed to the opposite side and said: "What's wrong? Could it be that you are afraid? You Sea Clan always like to get some shrimp soldiers and crab generals to take the lead to consume our low-level monks! The disciple of the old man died in your hands. Whenever I think of that hopeless look, this old man can hardly sleep or eat! Today I will kill demons and slay demons! Come on! Put your life on the line, this old man will die."

Well!The evil king is crazy, that disciple must be an illegitimate child, otherwise he wouldn't be so crazy, yelling and desperate.

A voice came from the opposite sea: "Which Aiqing is willing to go to fight?"

"My subject is willing to go!" A lobster with a length of one hundred feet floated up from the sea, and the challenger was not this lobster, but a figure standing on the lobster's head.

Chen Xinghe didn't even bother to look at it, he shook his hand and threw Yin Zhisheng's most proud talisman out, first to show off his authority.

Now that he threw it out, he didn't intend to take it back, so once urged, the power would be unbelievable!
High-level talismans can reach the level of magic weapons. Although they only have the power of a few hits, they are still magic weapons, and they are definitely not something ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can bear.

"Crack..." The talisman exploded, lighting the sky lantern on the figure on the lobster's head, and countless human monks applauded loudly.

(End of this chapter)