Peerless Taoist

This is the underground dragon vein of this ocean.

Lu Yu is the master of the array. He can observe everything around him by observing Feng Shui and exploring the terrain.

He flew here specially to deceive the eagle face God and invite the king into the urn.

Sure enough, the eagle face God was intrigued and fought with Lu Yu here.

This is the place chosen by Lu Yu. Naturally, he will not keep his hand. He must kill the eagle face God here. Otherwise, to the extent that the God is so crazy, he is likely to do anything.

"Roar -"

Several dragon veins opened their mouths and bit. The virtual shadow of the divine eagle in the sky was torn by the Dragon veins.

These dragon veins did not stop, and in an instant they completely submerged the eagle face God.

"Damn it! Damn it! You cheap thing, dare to use dragon veins!"

The eagle faced God was furious and sent out bursts of startling roars.

Behind him, there were two huge wings four or five meters long. Each feather seemed to be melted and cast by gold, emitting dazzling golden light.

The two wings kept fluttering, and suddenly, sharp winds rolled up around the eagle face God.

The wind sounded like ten thousand swords. In an instant, it rolled up an endless storm around.

"Little beast, when I come out, it will be your death!" the eagle face God looked ferocious and looked at Lu Yu with endless killing intention.

Every time he used his wings, the wind kept killing the Dragon veins around him, as if he really had the momentum to rush out.

"You can't get out."

Lu Yu's eyes were cold, pointed to the sky and said faintly, "the four seas and eight wastelands, the dragon vein of water, gather at my command!"

The true words of Wu Sheng resounded everywhere.

This is the killing move of the ancient martial saint. The martial Saint enters the Tao with martial arts.

Lu Yu himself has the means to control the dragon vein. Shouting with the true words of Wu Sheng is more powerful.

For a moment, the surrounding oceans were boiling, and dragon veins rose up and tore at the direction of Eagle face God.

Less than a incense burning time, the sky is full of ocean dragons.

These dragon veins float in the void, and the scene is very shocking.

The surrounding sea has also set off huge waves at the moment, as if the end of hell.

Not far away, a sailing ship was forcing hard in the air.

On the boat, all the protective talismans have been activated, shining brightly everywhere at the railing.

At the bow and stern of the ship, there is a light black pumice stone to keep the boat barely balanced.

On the deck stood dozens of monks, each with a talisman to control the hull, desperately maintaining the ship's operation.

These monks seem to be servants of a large family, all dressed in neat clothes.

In the cabin, however, a young man in white looked out of the window with worry.

"Young master, such weather often occurs in this sea area. Don't worry. It will be fine." an old servant stood beside Zhang Heng and said Wen Yan.

Zhang Heng's face was still a little tender and said faintly, "Fubo, you know, I'm not worried about it."

"Don't worry, young master. Even if I'm fighting for my life, I must let the young master win the position of home Lord!" the old man's face turned red and his voice was hoarse.

Zhang Heng shook his head bitterly: "our family is no better than others. I don't have enough strength and can't hold the immortal tools at all. I'm afraid the elders in the family won't be willing to give me the immortal tools this time."