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Chapter 130 I'm waiting for the ultimate CD, what are you waiting for

Walking on the sea was like strolling in the garden, following the direction of the Whale Hunter. In just a quarter of an hour, Cao Ze had chased for hundreds of miles.

Suddenly, Cao Ze stopped, looked up and forward, his pupils shrinking...

It was a fairly large island, which was now engulfed by a raging fire.

When Cao Ze arrived, the fire was at its most raging. The flames were like waves, one after another. The sea breeze that came from nowhere made the fire out of control.

Tongues of flame rolled up to the sky, and the flames were reflected in Cao Ze's eyes, and his heart was shocked.

The islanders' miserable cries were heard through the crackling sound of the burning flames, fleeting and then rising and falling.

In this devastating fire, human life was truly worthless and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Judging from the size of this island, there are probably no less than hundreds of thousands of islanders!

He had heard about the brutal massacre at the Dragon Temple in Cape City a long time ago, but today was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

A tremendous amount of resentment rushed straight into the sky, obscuring the galaxy and even dyeing the sun dark red.

This is the roar of living beings against heaven and earth!

buzzing...

The Meteoric Blade kept vibrating in the storage bag, as if it was about to be unsheathed to kill the mastermind behind the fire.

Perhaps, this is an opportunity to resolve the vengeful spirit of the Falling Star Blade!
Cao Ze's heart moved.

But he still held the hilt of the knife and looked in one direction with a sense of purpose. He found that there was a skinny Taoist sitting cross-legged on the roof of an attic. He had been submerged in the flames before. If it were not for the warning of the Falling Star Knife, Cao Ze would not have been able to find him at all.

The old man was holding a gourd in his right hand. At this moment, balls of devilish fire were pouring out of the gourd and sinking into various parts of the island.

In his left hand he held a long, pitch-black banner. The banner was as black as ink, and seemed to be stained with a layer of greasy, slippery asphalt. It made people feel sick just by looking at it.

At this moment, black fog was floating from the small island towards the long banner and sinking into it, making the ink color on it even darker, like a dark cloud lingering on the long banner.

At the same time, under the attic where the old man was, there was a blood pool with a radius of dozens of feet. It was now filled with steaming blood. No one knew where the blood came from in such a big fire.

But in the pool of blood, there is a statue made of unknown material.

At this moment, the statue was madly absorbing blood from the blood pool, forming blood-colored lines on its body, like visible blood vessels.

"Blood sacrifice!"

At this moment, Cao Ze was finally sure.

Just at this moment, the skinny old Taoist seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of Cao Ze.

At just one glance, Cao Ze couldn't help but shudder. He felt as if he was being stared at by some ancient ferocious beast and had the urge to turn around and run.

The sea-viewing vision that he had just opened was instantly shattered by this sight, making him feel as if someone had hit him hard on the head with a hammer. Two streams of blood flowed from his nostrils, his whole head was buzzing, and he instantly lost his sea-viewing vision.

Master!

I am definitely not a strong enough opponent!
Cao Ze chose to follow the guidance of his heart without hesitation, dived into the sea, and fled into the distance without hesitation.

If he rushed forward at this time, not only would he fail to save the islanders, but he would also sacrifice himself. He would be escaping instead, and the other party might come after him, giving the islanders a chance of survival.

As for escaping in the sea, Cao Ze was still somewhat confident.

Unfortunately, the skinny old Taoist quickly withdrew his gaze. Apparently, the blood sacrifice was at a critical moment and he couldn't free himself, so he did not choose to chase Cao Ze.

But a figure broke through the air from behind him, raised a long banner, and chased in the direction of Cao Ze's escape.

Not long after Cao Ze left, the old Taoist suddenly looked up at the western sky.

The next moment, a sword came from the west!
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the old Taoist.

Bang!
The old Taoist frowned, raised the long banner in his hand, and waved it towards the sword light.

With a muffled sound, the inky dark clouds on the long banner began to tremble violently.

But the sword light had also dissipated.

It was just that an old man in a gray robe suddenly appeared in front of the old Taoist. The old man was also thin but had an upright posture, without any hunchback. Instead, he exuded an extraordinary temperament.

His eyes are deep and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, revealing a wisdom and indifference in seeing through the world.

His hair was already gray, but was combed meticulously, fluttering gently in the wind, adding a sense of elegance. His beard was long and thin, hanging down on his chest like silver threads, making him look more like an immortal, otherworldly being.

At this time, the old man was looking down at the old Taoist priest below, his eyes filled with rage, "Who is this evildoer who dares to harm the people of Daqian?"

The old Taoist priest was full of impatience, "Leave now, and I will spare your life."

Now that his blood sacrifice was reaching a critical moment, he really had no intention of getting entangled with these people.

The old man said no more and raised the long sword in his hand. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color. A phantom about ten feet tall seemed to appear behind him. The phantom also held a long sword in his hand. With the momentum of heaven and earth, he slashed fiercely at the old Taoist below.

The old Taoist snorted coldly, "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in!"

"I, the Taoist priest, just happen to be in need of a Dharmakaya-level puppet. I will use you to make up for my loss today!"

He put away the gourd, held the long banner in both hands, and waved it continuously, sending out black mist balls as dark as ink, heading towards the figure that was about ten feet tall.

boom!
The island that was enveloped by flames let out a mournful cry and shook violently. Cracks several feet wide appeared in many places, and it seemed that the island might disintegrate at any time.

Just one strike almost caused the island to disintegrate.

Cao Ze, who had already escaped dozens of miles away, was horrified when he heard the noise behind him. What level of martial artist is this?
He had already seen the Dragon Blood Master, but compared to this commotion, the battle between Yuwen Badao and the High Priest of the Dragon God Temple in Cape City was like a child playing house and was not worth mentioning.

"Could it be the Grand Master?"

"Or, above Grandmaster?"

Cao Ze didn't know, but he had already seen the gloomy young man on the long banner behind him.

The young man stood on the long banner and looked at Cao Ze who was fleeing in the water below with a sneer, like an eagle chasing its prey.

Without hesitation, he dived into the deep sea. Although Cao Ze had judged from his sea-viewing vision that the man's strength was weaker than Zhuang Yilong's, Cao Ze did not dare to underestimate the other party at all.

This was his first time fighting against a Qi Refiner, so he had to be cautious.

Of course it would be better if you could escape.

However, the gloomy young man naturally had no intention of letting him go. He lowered his long banner and dived into the water as well, following Cao Ze closely. It seemed as if he had some way to lock onto Cao Ze's position.

The sky above the island was completely shrouded in dark clouds, from which wailing sounds continued to be heard, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

These dark clouds are all made up of dense resentful souls, emitting a strong breath of the underworld. Sometimes they condense into hideous ghostly faces, and sometimes they turn into sharp claws and attack the target fiercely.

Every collision and tearing was accompanied by shrill screams and whistling winds, which made people shudder. Opposite it, a long sword also occupied half of the sky.

Compared with the dark clouds, this long sword is so small, but its existence prevents the dark clouds from taking even a single step beyond the line.

The whole world was divided into two halves by dark clouds and long swords.

The two worlds are constantly rubbing and squeezing each other.

Every collision made the island tremble.

The old Taoist's expression became increasingly gloomy.

"Xuanbao Pavilion!"

At this time, he finally confirmed the identity of the old man opposite. With such cultivation, such realm, and such means, there could be no other place to cultivate except Xuanbao Pavilion. No wonder he had not been able to defeat the opponent after fighting for such a long time.

He didn't expect that such a small East China Sea would attract such a big shot. His luck was really bad.

The elder from Xuanbao Pavilion also had a grim look on his face at this time. As the two men fought, the casualties on the island became more and more serious. If the fighting continued, the island might fall.

Therefore, he must act quickly and decisively!

He gritted his teeth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword floating in the air suddenly returned and sank into the old man's body in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the old man's face turned red, and a terrifying aura emanated from him.

At his level, he has already mastered his own power, so such a situation is impossible to happen.

This situation only shows that the power he has now exploded can no longer be perfectly controlled!
The old Taoist's expression changed drastically and he secretly groaned in his heart.

Why are these righteous guys even crazier than us evil ones, and are willing to fight to the death at any time?
Cao Ze has already gone far away from the island, but the distance between him and the gloomy young man behind him has not widened at all. It seems that this battle is inevitable. With the repair of Mu Ling's heart core, he can open his vision of the sea again and has recovered to his full state.

Thinking of this, Cao Ze no longer fled far away, but dived again.

Since this battle is unavoidable, he naturally has to choose the battle location that is most advantageous to him.

The seabed tens of thousands of meters deep is not as dark as imagined. In this seemingly silent deep sea, there are many wonderful and mysterious luminous bodies hidden.

These luminous bodies are large or small, and of various shapes. Some are like stars, and some are like swimming flames. They emit a soft and mysterious light, which is particularly eye-catching in the dark sea. These lights sometimes flicker and sometimes are stable, as if telling the secrets of the deep sea.

When one’s cultivation reaches this level, light is no longer an obstacle. Even without these luminous bodies, it will not affect the vision of Cao Ze and the others.

Stopping at the bottom of the sea, Cao Ze turned around and looked at the gloomy young man who was quickly catching up with him.

If you can't create distance, there's naturally no chance of a sneak attack.

Swish!
The moment the gloomy young man caught up, the Falling Star Blade, which had been humming in Cao Ze's hand for a long time, was unsheathed. A white mark instantly crossed the sea and headed towards the gloomy young man like light.

The gloomy young man waved the long banner in his hand without making any sound. The white mark disappeared, and he still stood firmly in the same place, looking at Cao Ze with a playful look, as if to say, "Why don't you run away?"

Cao Ze did not answer, but moved forward, swinging the Meteoric Blade in his hand continuously.

After he swung the first knife, he noticed something different. This time, the vengeful spirit on the Meteoric Sword did not retaliate, but rushed towards the opposite side regardless of everything, as if it wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. It did not care about Cao Ze at all, and instead exerted a power far beyond that of ordinary spiritual weapons.

But every attack of Cao Ze was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples.

The gloomy young man stood where he was, with his arms folded across his chest, watching Cao Ze's performance as if he were watching a play.

Cao Ze knew that although this guy seemed arrogant, the long banner in front of him was actually constantly releasing clouds of ghosts, which had now surrounded the seabed, but were not obvious in the dark seabed.

But these little movements were clearly visible from Guan Hai's perspective and could not be hidden from Cao Ze at all.

If someone thinks that the other party is arrogant and tries to stall for time with the other party, he will probably suffer a great loss.

The gloomy young man's attack method was extremely peculiar. He was clearly standing there motionless, but the situation of the world around him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

This is extremely different from the way warriors mobilize the trends of heaven and earth.

Warriors use their own strength to influence the course of the world. To put it simply, this kind of strength is the strength of the body. Since it is the strength of the body, it naturally needs to be expressed through movement.

Therefore, warriors need to use their moves to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

But the gloomy young man just stood there, without moving at all, and was able to easily mobilize the power of heaven and earth to resist Cao Ze's attack on the sea.

This may be the difference between a Qi cultivator and a warrior!
Cao Ze suddenly realized something.

While continuously swinging his sword, Cao Ze carefully comprehended the attack methods of the Qi Refiner. At the same time, the Snow Falling Sword had already been charged and launched, leaving one line after another in the surrounding sky and earth that could be used for explosion.

Ju Jingyu smiled as he looked at the guy in front of him who was swinging his knife in vain, as if he was observing a small insect trapped in amber.

Struggle!
He likes to watch his prey struggle helplessly and finally despair.

This rude warrior would not understand the mysterious methods of the Qi Refiner. Although he stood here motionless, the situation of the surrounding world was already under his control, and this control would become stronger and stronger, and in the end, it would completely lock this guy's throat like a tightened rope.

Every time I fight with a warrior, it is such a boring process with no suspense about the result.

Looking at the other person's confused eyes, he really wanted to say, I'm waiting for my skills to be ready, what are you waiting for?
But soon, Ju Jingyu frowned slightly. He felt that there seemed to be some strange changes in the situation of the world around him, and there seemed to be some strange things.

After careful consideration, he felt relieved again because his Soul-Soothing Banner was not affected.

Perhaps it is a change unique to the deep sea!

puff……

With an almost inaudible sound, a cloud of wronged souls floated out from the soul-calming banner in front of Ju Jingyu, heading towards Cao Ze's slashing sword to hit the sea.

It was like cutting on cotton. After the sharp blade sank into the clouds, it was as if arms stretched out from the clouds and blocked the blade. Every time the blade cut through a layer of arms, a black spot would appear and the light would dim.

The clouds eroded the blade layer by layer until it completely disappeared into thin air.

The mighty power of heaven and earth brought about by Ji Canghai was also eroded by the fog, and either dissipated directly or was assimilated into becoming part of the cloud.

"This kid is really strong!"

Ju Jingyu was amazed and looked at the young guy opposite him, who was considered a genius among warriors.

Unfortunately, the Soul-Suppressing Banner of their lineage is so overbearing that if there is no way to break the defense of the Soul-Suppressing Banner, it is impossible to hurt him.

If there is not 100 damage, then the previous 99 are in vain!

Cao Ze soon discovered this as well. Every time he swung his sword, the cloud became bigger. If he couldn't split the cloud in one blow, he would eventually be swallowed by the growing cloud.

This style is completely different from the grandmaster he encountered last time who fought with Yue Lingke.

That day, the power of each attack from that swordsman was even more terrifying than that of warriors of the same level.

However, looking at the lines of the universe that had surrounded the gloomy young man like a ball of wool, Cao Ze also sneered. Looking at the gloomy young man who had been motionless from the beginning, he also wanted to ask him a question.

I'm waiting for the ultimate CD, what are you waiting for?
(End of this chapter)