Chapter 2094        The embarrassing monks

But the next moment, a strange thing the size of a palm flew out of Liu Xin'er's arms, glaring at the monks with a cute look on his face.

"I warn you one last time, get out of here, otherwise I will do it myself."

Seeing a small object the size of a palm fly out, without any slight thunder of mysterious power on his body, and even saying that he would be rude to everyone, the monks burst into laughter.

"You little thing, you want to attack us too? Are you planning to kill us with your mung bean-sized fist?"

"Don't say that you are not a monk, even if you are a monk, your strength is worthy of talking to us?"

Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Shan Ling, don't be polite to them, hurry up and send them all to the sea."

Shanling nodded and said, "I know Master."

Shan Ling suddenly took action, a strange voice came, and the laughter of all the monks stopped abruptly and looked around strangely.

The next moment, the ground of the pier suddenly cracked, and the wooden boards laid were broken one after another. Countless water plants were like water snakes, tangling towards all monks.

The monks were frightened and wanted to resist.

But...not to mention his fucking resistance, he didn't even have the chance to run away. He was caught by the water plants and pulled into the sea.

The woman in charge of registration was stunned in an instant.

The dock, which was bustling just now, turned into a sea of ​​water splashing. Thousands of monks disappeared in just a blink of an eye.

Wang Tiezhu flew to the registration desk.

"Are we the number one now?"

The woman looked at Shanling in shock, but she had not yet come to her senses.

Shanling was impatient: "My master asked you what you said, can you register now?"

The woman nodded quickly: "Mr. Liu took people to Island No. 98, and he lost contact nearby. This is the map."

Wang Tiezhu took the map and saw only a lot of dense numbers marked on it.

After identifying the direction, Wang Tiezhu nodded, said thank you, and took Liu Xin'er to the direction of the sea.

It was not until Wang Tiezhu flew away that the woman came to her senses.

The ocean was already calm. She didn't know where the monks had gone, or were killed directly by that strange little thing.

Flying hundreds of miles away, Wang Tiezhu stopped because they were blocked by a dark cloud.

Wan Hong flew out of the health bottle and said in surprise: "Wang Tiezhu, it seems that something is wrong."

Wang Tiezhu nodded: "It's indeed something wrong. Thunder Clouds block it. This is a big formation. Are these so-called sirens not sea monsters, but sea monsters?"

Wan Hong said: "It is not reasonable to say that the Siren Clan was exterminated 20,000 years ago."

The Siren Clan, a strange ocean overlord, has no one able to explain how big the Xuanxuan Continent is yet, let alone the mysterious sea.

Thirty thousand years ago, the Siren Clan invaded Liuli Port on a large scale. At that time, the monks of the Xuanxuan Continent gathered here. There were tens of thousands of cultivators at the ninth level of the holy level alone, and hundreds of half-immortal bodies.

But even with such strength, he only had a draw with the Siren Clan.

The other party has the wisdom and strength that is no less than that of a monk, and their formation is unique.

It was not until 20,000 years ago that the monks suddenly discovered the other party's weakness, defeated the army of the Siren tribe in one fell swoop, and rushed into the other party's gathering point.

It is rumored that in that battle, all the Siren tribes were annihilated, and human cultivators were also seriously injured, and even half of the body of a half-immortal was lost.

What everyone fears the most is the legendary Cloud Thunder Array.

Wang Tiezhu told all this, in fact, that was to Liu Xiner alone.

Because neither Wan Hong nor Shan Ling are unfamiliar with this history.

Liu Xiner asked: "Master, can we get around it?"

Wang Tiezhu said: "From the map, it should be OK, but if you can't even break such a small cloud thunder array, then how can you talk about saving people?"

"Master, senior brother must be very dangerous now. Why not save people first and then break the formation?"

Wan Hong also said: "This formation is very uneasy and weird. Even the monks of that year did not leave any way to crack it, let alone us?"

Wang Tiezhu smiled and said, "As far as I know, Liu Peng is only at the third level of the earth level. The reason why he can replace the Holy Emperor to explore the sea is not because of his strength, but because of his vision, just his strength,

He was really dangerous and would have died long ago."

Just as Wang Tiezhu was communicating with the old sect leader, a group of ragged monks flew out of the Yunlei Formation.

These monks all had their hair exploded, their mouths were spitting blue smoke, their faces were charred, and their two rows of white teeth could be seen flashing white lights from a distance.

What surprised Wang Tiezhu the most was that the lowest-strength of these people also had the seventh level of the holy level.

Seeing Wang Tiezhu and others floating on the sea, the monks flew over directly.

"Several monks, hurry up and run away. This man is probably dead long ago and cannot be saved. This formation is extremely strange."

Liu Xiner asked curiously: "Several great monks, are you also trying to break this formation because of your competitive advantage?"

A monk said, "How could it be? We set out to rescue ten days ago. Other places were not able to get through. They were all fog. They came out as we walked. After entering, lightning suddenly appeared."

Another monk hurriedly added: "Not only that, there are strange sea monsters inside, which can generate electricity and shoot lightning, which is very terrible. We have been dealing with them for eight or nine days, killing only a dozen, but we have lost money.

With nearly a hundred cultivators, Liu Peng is only at the third level of the earth level. It is really not worth it to die in order to save him."

Wang Tiezhu asked curiously: "Has anyone ever been in before?"

A monk said annoyedly: "We are the first group of high-level cultivators, with more than 80 cultivators at the seventh level of the holy level, more than 300 cultivators at the sixth level, and countless fifth level. The highest team led the team before was only the sixth level of the holy level.

Heavy, everyone has gone but never returned. Now we know what's going on. The holy level below the sixth level can't withstand this cloud thunder formation."

Wang Tiezhu asked again: "Do you know why the Holy Emperor wants to offer such a high reward to rescue Liu Peng?"

This question stunned all monks, look at me, look at you.

One of the monks stood up and said, "This is somewhat heard. It is said that Liu Peng once wrote back to the Holy Emperor a month ago, saying that he had discovered the ruins of the Siren tribe, which contained a large number of treasures, comparable to the treasure house of the Holy Emperor, but these are just

The rumors are true or false.”

Wang Tiezhu weighed his ability, looked at a group of seven major cultivators, and said, "If I can break this cloud thunder formation, can you go with me to save people? At that time, I will not receive any rewards from the Holy Emperor, and I will give them all to everyone.
Chapter completed!