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Chapter 80 80. Xia Yuan Ningbao VS Skeleton Yellow Clothes ([-]rd update)

An extremely dangerous feeling emerged from the bottom of Xia Yuan's heart.

He instinctively plucked a piece of Ning Bao's hair.

Ning Bao: Angry.

Xia Yuan stroked Ning Bao's head smoothly.

Ning Bao: Happy.

Lightly tap Ning Bao's hair between the eyebrows, and silently say "Stand here", and sure enough, the feedback is "ineffective divination".

In fact, of course, this place has long been out of the scope of human beings, and all divination has become invalid.

But Xia Yuan spent four years in the bloody storm. Although he was a human being during those four years, he had already cultivated a sense of danger.

He looked at the approaching raging waves.

The dark raging waves beat around.

But the yellow-clothed figure on the lonely boat was motionless, like a sculpture standing in the storm.

Xia Yuan wanted to go straight up.

But after thinking about it, "another Ningbao" has not been found yet, so the business is important.

And
After several confrontations with strange powers and gods, he has roughly two principles:
——The target you lock on for the first time is definitely not the one you face last.

——Even if you lock on to the last target, the opponent can still kill you in seconds.

But he still has questions to ask.

Therefore, he pretended to be calm, looked coldly at the upside-down Grandmaster, and said solemnly, "Who is the Black Dragon King?"

However.
The hanged grandmaster didn't look at him at all, but fixed his eyes on the waves in the distance.

The moonlight is bleak and the sea is stormy.

His whole body tensed up suddenly.

cheeks slowly.
solidified.

In the brilliance of the two bright moons, there was a bit of reflection.

Xia Yuan saw that the Grandmaster's face began to dry out, and a large amount of oil was gushing out from the pores. After the oil gushed out, a thick layer of wax was formed on the surface of his face.

Wax smooth.

Reflecting the moonlight.

It's just that the wax solidified his frightened, twisted, and painful appearance at this moment, making him look extremely terrifying.

The Hanged Man has turned into a wax figure.

At this moment, Xia Yuan also felt something "surging" in his body, as if it was about to come out of the pores, but it was suppressed by his own strength, even so, it was very uncomfortable.

He had a calculation in his mind.

Don't pull Ning Bao, and skillfully throw it on his shoulder.

Ning Bao lay down obediently.

the next moment
The two sank into the shadows at the same time.

Step out.

Xia Yuan had already rushed out of Crow Island, and a layer of ripples appeared on the edge of the island.

The skeletons that had been standing at attention suddenly clattered for a while, and all of them threw each other down and wrestled together.

At this time, the waves on the sea are very big, even if you are in the realm of the Great Master of the Heavenly Soul, you need to spend some effort to pass through.

Xia Yuan carefully controlled his body, many invisible silk threads radiated out to the surroundings, once there was an invasion, he would know immediately.

Ning Bao continued to play the role of a navigator. In the deep sea where it was difficult to distinguish the direction, he began to point to the place where the magnetic field gathered, and the place where the magnetic field gathered was the next island.

Xia Yuan turned north slightly, made another detour, and continued heading east.

Since the dead Hanged Master said that he saw "footprints on the edge of the island", it is likely to be the White Dragon King.

However, Xia Yuan only walked a dozen steps
Or just walked more than 100 miles.

He only felt a horrible breath locked over.

The emitted invisible thread felt a violent tremor.

This tremor is a terrible tremor.

Xia Yuan didn't even think about it, his body began to change amidst the raging waves.

clack clack.
Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka.
moment.

A terrifying phantom with a height of more than 20 feet appeared in this uninhabited deep sea.

The magic flame is monstrous.

The black high-temperature flame, like a magical beast, bit the surface of the deep sea in an instant.

The sea surface sank several meters, and the billowing water vapor filled the air in an instant.

And it seems that because of the fateful bond with Xia Yuan, Ning Bao will not be injured. She is still lying on the shoulders of the nearly 70-meter-tall phantom, but this kind of lying is already trying to lie tight. After all, one shoulder of Xia Yuan is nearly four meters wide at this time, and Ning Bao can roll around on it
Amidst the raging waves, a bone-white trident pierced heavily.

Xia Yuan raised his left hand, and the two magic hands slammed into the center fiercely.

Fist and fist collided heavily!
Bang! ! ! !

All the punches.

A huge magical force drove the water waves and mist around him to disperse, and at the same time, a vague silhouette appeared behind the bone-white trident in yellow clothes.

Xia Yuan didn't intend to attack.

He wanted to make the opponent show himself.

Whether it is him or these strange powers and gods, they are real. In the strange world, the strange powers and gods can also use the area to hide completely, but when they leave the strange world, all existence will interact with everything around them. Therefore, when fighting on the sea, neither of them can hide.

Water waves will silhouette everyone.

Even this ghost in yellow is no exception!
And as soon as this unknown enemy appeared, Xia Yuan directly locked on to it, and his consciousness was sent back, and he could cross the Heavenly Soul Grandmaster and reach the level of ascending the ladder of gods.

Obviously
The step of "climbing the ladder to heaven" is a huge leap, and it is no longer as good as the previous two steps.

Even this ghostly figure in yellow clothes should be stronger than the condensed form of the emperor's five thousand dragonriders, but it can only raise him to the level of ascending the ladder of heaven.

A mention of the realm.

Xia Yuan's twenty-foot demon body immediately began to break through.

Ka Ka Ka!
Ka Ka Ka! ! !
Twenty feet is pressing against Baizhang.

At the same time, in the process of growing bigger, the devil's hand had directly collided with the bone-white trident fiercely.

At this point, "sharp" is nothing.

However.
An unimaginable scene happened.

The trident was deflated.

Then in the process of deflation, it began to change rapidly.

Click, click, click.

An unimaginable number of bones emerged from the trident, turning into a giant white skeleton with a length and width of at least a thousand meters.

Xia Yuan's punch took him towards the skull's mouth.

Ning Bao held onto Xia Yuan tightly.

this moment
Inside the skull, the dead energy seemed to have turned into a liquid, a roaring shower, like countless needles shooting at Xia Yuan.

Ning Bao was only able to block the dead air on Xia Yuan's left shoulder in time, and Xia Yuan took all the rest of the "dead air needles" as ordered.

These dead airs are full of unimaginable lethality.

However, Xia Yuan's punch was also full of unimaginable lethality.

Moments later
Xia Yuan pierced through the skull, and shattered the yellow-clothed ghost with one punch.

He stands on the sea.

The skin began to be chapped by the dead energy.

Bang!
A layer of painted skin shattered.

Bang!
Another layer.

Bang!
This dead air continued, breaking through the third floor.

Ninety percent of the painted skin remained.

After shedding layers.

That Baizhang phantom stood on top of the raging waves of the deep sea.

On the opposite side of him, the shattered skeletons began to gather together, and the shattered man in yellow also began to squirm and rejoin in a strange way.

Ning Baoxian was born, lying on Moying's shoulder.

The man in yellow on the opposite side was holding a bone-white trident.

The two sides looked at each other from afar.

Each other is terrifying.

(End of this chapter)