But even so, the powerful impact still shook Jin Xiu's internal organs, causing blood to flow from the corners of his mouth.

But she didn't care. The long knife in her hand had already cut open the belly of the golden elixir realm sea monster in front of her. She stretched out her hand into a claw, grabbed it hard, took out its golden elixir, and smashed it into pieces in its Dantian!

"Ho ho..."

Jin Xiu's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of anger: "Why do you three go to fight them and just leave me here? Am I weak?!"

The three Juanlang Sect elders took action at the same time, blocking another attack from the surroundings for Jin Xiu.

They looked at Jin Xiu with slightly complicated expressions. They all said that among the five elders of the Five Elements Sect, the junior sister from the Jin Department was the weakest...

Well...

How should I put it...

At first, there were nine golden elixir-stage sea monsters besieging them, but now Jin Xiu has three golden elixirs on her body, not including her own...

Jin Xiu staggered twice in mid-air, his figure flickered, and instantly turned into a golden light. He raised his long knife and came to another golden elixir stage sea monster, and screamed fiercely: "All of you, die!"

"Boom!"

The huge wave was cut into two pieces, but the blow was in vain. The sea monster, who had taken precautions, blended into the waves to avoid it.

"Oh..."

Jin Xiu gasped and turned around with a knife!

"Tear"

This sword hit, and a golden elixir stage sea monster fell down holding his neck in disbelief. This was originally a confident sneak attack, but it was also a golden elixir stage.

……

"It's amazing."

In the sky, two people stood condescendingly.

One is a middle-aged man with a long horn on his forehead.

One is a delicate woman wearing a white robe with gold trim.

And they are two Nascent Soul stage monks.

"As expected of the Five Elements Sect, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse..."

The middle-aged man looked at the three people in front of him arrogantly: "Three golden elixir stages, and our two Nascent Souls have reached such a stalemate, you are enough to die with pride."

"It's just two Nascent Souls..."

Water-stained eyes drooped.

"While Master is still here..."

Mu Ling stared at the other party coldly.

“I don’t know how much we have to solve!”

Tulou showed disdain.

"How dare you be so arrogant?!"*3

"..."

"Hey..."

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he raised his hand and waved lightly. The space where Shui Ran was slightly dislocated, dividing it into two sections.

"You will use other people's reputation to bark.

Only you Nascent Soul cultivators from the three holy places can make me fearful, so what do you think?"

Seeing Shui Ran collapse with disbelief on his face, the middle-aged man sneered repeatedly: "The fog around here is enough to last them until they notice and kill you. This is just the first one."

"That..."

The pretty woman on the side said faintly: "Fellow Taoist, be careful behind you."

"?!"

Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, the "dead" water dye turned into a stream of steam.

Behind the scenes, a huge turtle and snake phantom carried huge momentum and set off huge waves.

Shui Ran stepped on the turtle and snake phantom with a calm expression, and said in a cold voice: "Come and kill me?"

Heaven-level magical power, Xuan Ming!

The middle-aged man didn't have time to turn around.

"..."

"I don't have time to stay with you for too long this time..."

Hei Yang looked at Po Meng with his dead fish eyes: "I will take a short nap. The child may wake up at any time, and I will leave then."

"Ah, whatever you want, you can't help much anyway."

Po Meng scooped up the soup and rolled her eyes: "Just don't make me angry by talking nonsense, otherwise I will throw you into the Forgotten River and soak for a few times."

"Don't scare me, you beat me last time and nothing happened to me."

Hei Yang looked down at Wangchuan with squinted eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "So I won't be hurt here at all, right? After all, I am a foreigner..."

"You try it."

"You're just scaring me."

"You try it."

"..."

Hei Yang didn't dare to try and just gave in.

"But having said that, can anyone cross the real Wangchuan River?"

"Yes, it's like the Xuanwu of the Four Spirits. He can swim and bathe in it."

"Ah, it's so awesome."

"Don't tell me, I suddenly remembered it when you mentioned this."

Po Meng paused and said quietly: "The great master in your world who came to me to ask Wangchuan seems to be used to help his disciples practice."

"How can I help? After training every day, clear his disciple's memory and tell him that you haven't completed today's mission yet?"

"I can talk about things that I have and don't have."

Po Meng sighed: "That one seems to have to soak his disciple in it every day, until he can't hold it anymore, take him out, take a rest and continue soaking, saying he wants to imitate Xuanwu..."

"Tsk, who is that unlucky disciple? How pitiful..."
Chapter completed!