Chapter 511 (1/2)
Yan and Zhao's songs, which are embodied in the flowing light and formed by the rain and dew, are disappeared in an instant.
Everyone was stunned. At the beginning, Lingxi island martial artists thought Yan Zhaoge was sneaking away with the help of water.
However, when they saw that the old God Fu Enshu was still there, they denied their previous conjecture and carefully observed the Qingliu Road, which showed that two figures were in it.
Two figures?
A group of people looked at each other, but also a little confused.
The water flow formed by the rain and dew is clear and transparent, which is extremely clean. However, the two shadows seem to be all turned into streamers. In the water flow, only one outline can be roughly seen, but the specific shape can not be seen clearly.
A group of martial artists in the vast world watched the rain and dew, excited, but dare not approach.
Don't say that Yan Zhaoge is not clear in the current. Fu Enshu, standing beside them, makes them helpless and dare not act rashly.
With the passage of time, the shining eddy above is still generating rain and dew, while the two figures in the water vein are increasingly blurred.
I don't know for a long time, a group of martial artists in the big world haven't had time to react. Fu's eyes first moved slightly.
She looked into the distance and felt the spiritual pulse of the sea over there.
After a long time, the warriors of the great world waiting here also feel the change from that direction.
The martial artist of guilingzong first showed a happy face.
Although the martial artist of Lingxi island has a lighter feeling of joy, his face also shows a sigh of relief.
The martial artists of other forces, those born in the right way, are all smiling. Those who are close to the evil way are obscure.
All the martial artists are excited, because the good play they have been expecting will finally officially open.
In the distance, when the sea is surging, the undercurrent is surging, and the waves are rolling, and it can be seen that several giant things are near.
When you see it clearly, you can see that there are several huge Jiaolong. Their scales are black or blue in color. When the scales open and close, they all send out great and powerful Qi and blood.
Among them, the leader, even a red Jiaolong, seemed to have a blaze on his body, beating in the deep sea, looking particularly dazzling.
What makes the martial artists in the world feel pressure is that this huge dragon is equal to a strong martial arts master and reaches the level of Grand Master of Yuanling.
Each other doesn't use many people. It's the Jiaolong group. They are all extraordinary powers.
One red, four black and four blue, nine dragons line up, go hand in hand, break the waves, and come to the sea where the deep-sea corridor is located.
Without looking at the others, only looking at the nine giant Jiaos, the martial artists of the great world in the sea will know their identity.
One of the seven branches of the righteous way, Crystal Palace.
On the back of the nine dragon dragons, there are some warriors dressed in navy blue, some male and some female.
Fu's vision is not to see others, but to see an old man carried by the red Jiaos. The old man is the elder of the Crystal Palace's team. He is an old master.
The old man stood there as if it were a blue sea, as if it were infinite and unpredictable.
Seeing the old man, many of them saluted to him: ”Dong Changlao Hao.”
Elder Dong nodded slightly, as if he felt something in his heart, and looked at Fu Enshu. He felt that his eyes were very bright, and could not help frowning slightly.
Fu en Shu looked at Dong Chang's old body again. There was a blue robed man standing beside him. His long hair was all sea blue, with a calm look.
This man is naturally one of the parties in today's battle. He was born in Crystal Palace. Zhang Haocheng, the blue dragon, ranks first among the top ten warriors of Yuanling in Canghai world.
On the back of other Jiaolong, there are other crystal palace martial artists, among which there are also young people with lower accomplishments, who are brought to open their eyes by their elders.