A huge force comes.

The hood made a rattling sound.

Qin Sang was swallowed by the tide and felt as if he was hit by a mountain. Immediately, his vision became gray and filled with violent power.

At this moment, he was like a fish swimming in the sea, being pushed by the tide involuntarily.

The chaotic power carried him everywhere.

Qin Sang flapped his phoenix wings frantically, and at the same time, he formed the first auspicious seal of the "Seven Masters of Buddha Seals" in his heart. The bones in his body exploded, and the Buddha's light loomed on his body, activating his physical strength and forcibly stabilizing himself in the tide.

At the same time, Tianmu Die never took his eyes off the strange-faced master and apprentice.

It was just as Qin Sang expected.

When the tide came down, the master and apprentice of the strange-faced man were washed away as expected.

The man with the strange face treated his disciple well. At the last moment, he used the piece of wooden armor that had blocked the four-horse snake seal, and shot a shadow of armor to block the disciple's head.

That disciple was originally a Nascent Soul cultivator. A wooden breast mirror appeared on his chest, and with the presence of this layer of armor, he protected himself.

Seeing that the master and the apprentice were separated by the tide.

Qin Sang had already planned it, and immediately activated the auspicious seal, used the escape technique, and leaned towards the disciple with difficulty. The tide was the best cover, and Qin Sang did not need to deliberately cover himself up.

It was too chaotic inside the tide.

Qin Sang was full of magical powers and found that it was impossible to go against the trend at this time and approached the disciple of the strange-faced man. He immediately changed his strategy and tried his best to ensure that he would not lose the person.

Outside Wuwang Palace.

The immortal cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, all raised their heads and looked at the great tide coming down from the sky with shock on their faces.

If any Nascent Soul cultivator is unable to cope with it, there is a possibility of his death.

"Back then, the masters of the Eight Views and Ganlu Temple escaped from the Wuwang Palace in a hurry after a wave of gray tide, and basically all of them suffered losses..."

There were many people at the scene who had experienced it last time and sighed.

Someone next to me asked, "Two gray tides, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?"

Neither the Eight Views nor the Ganlu Temple can survive, so the descendant of the gods will not die here.

The man stared for a long time and shook his head slightly: "Just looking at the sky, it seems not as good as last time. But don't forget, the last gray tide only appeared an hour after the Wuwang Palace was opened. How long has it been now? Just wait and see.

There must be something more terrifying behind!"

Everyone was in a daze.

It’s hard to imagine what a stronger gray tide would look like.

The gray tide is rolling down, and the speed is finally slowing down.

Inside the tide.

Qin Sang noticed that the power of the gray tide began to weaken, so he immediately took action. He used the "Seven Masters of Buddha's Seal" to cooperate with the escape technique, and then used the magic fire to open the way, forcibly charging forward, and gradually approached the disciples of the strange-faced man.

The disciple of the strange-faced man was at a loss.

Withstanding the strongest wave of the tide, the shadow of the wooden armor gradually dimmed and disappeared. The breast shield on his chest glowed green, enough to protect him.

He concentrated on dealing with the tide, and never thought that anyone would dare to peek at him in the tide and plot evil.

"Huh? This person has already broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Why did the strange-faced man bring him in?"

Qin Sang approached secretly to confirm this person's cultivation level, which was a bit unexpected.

He still remembered this man's performance during the last war.

Except for the five-color poisonous spider and the poisonous whip, there are no commendable methods. To say that he is mediocre is to flatter him.

After many years, unexpectedly, this person has improved in cultivation, and his strength must not be what it used to be.

However, this will not shake Qin Sang's determination.

He secretly awakened Fat Silkworm and put a layer of poison-proof armor on his body. After a moment of hesitation, he did not choose to use the Sun God Tree to make a quick decision, but instead used the Golden Sinking Sword.

Then, he patiently waited for the opportunity.

The spring tide declines to a certain extent.

The time has come!

A cold light flashed in Qin Sang's eyes, his phoenix wings spread wide, and his figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the cracks of chaotic power. After a few flashes, he appeared behind the disciple of the strange-faced man.

Only at this moment did the disciple of the strange-faced man realize that something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and was shocked to see a sword light stabbing his face.

The light of the sword is like electricity.

The strange-faced man's eyebrows stung, his pupils suddenly shrunk, and his face was full of horror. Fortunately, he kept activating the protective mirror.

The green light shines brightly and is full of vitality.

Slender vines suddenly grew on the surface, growing at an extremely fast speed, and instantly formed a circular vine shield, blocking the sword light.

At the same time, the disciple of the strange-faced man swung his poisonous whip vigorously, creating a whip shadow, and retreated quickly.

Unexpectedly, after the sword light hit the vine shield, there was no sound, the green light became dull, and a dark light spread.

The interior of the spring tide was already gray, and now it was even more groggy.

The disciple of the strange-faced man was stunned for a moment, then realized something and turned pale with shock, "Sword formation!"

In a hurry.

He cast the Seal Technique continuously, and the Heart Guard flew up from his chest, and countless vines grew wildly, instantly turning the nearby space into a cage of vines, seamlessly integrated.

"Who are you! I have no enmity with you, why are you so despicable and sneaky?"

"mean?"

Qin Sang sneered, his voice erratic.

When the shadow of the whip came, Qin Sang refused to dodge.

The shadow of the whip hit the shield hard, but it did not break the shield. Colorful toxins seeped in, but they were all blocked by the poison-proof armor.

Qin Sang was too lazy to say anything to this person. The Seven Killing Sword Formation rushed into the rattan cage, the sword silk materialized, and he strangled him without politeness.

'Bang bang bang...'

The disciple of the strange-faced man watched helplessly as the vines were swallowed up by the sword thread. With anxious expressions on his face, he hurriedly took out dozens of colorful jade vases from the mustard bag.

He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of light, which turned out to be a poisonous scorpion.

'Pah! Pah! Pah!'

The jade bottles exploded one after another, and all kinds of poisons were scattered all over the sky.

The strange-faced man's disciple's eyes flashed with pain, he pinched the poisonous scorpion, pulled out the poisonous needle with force, and forced the poisonous blood out of the poisonous scorpion's body, blending it with the poison.

The next moment, the poison undergoes a qualitative change and merges into a colorful poisonous cloud, transforming into a fierce poisonous scorpion shadow out of thin air, flying out at an astonishing speed.

The sword formation was unable to hinder him in the slightest.

Seeing the poisonous cloud approaching.

The fat silkworm was lying on Qin Sang's shoulder, its eyes were shining, and without waiting for Qin Sang's order, it opened its mouth and sprayed out poison-proof halo, and the internal ball rotated, swallowing the poisonous cloud cleanly.

The disciple of the strange-faced man was stunned and didn't notice at all, a ball of demonic fire quietly gathered under him.

'boom!'

The demonic fire suddenly rose up, and the rattan cage was torn apart by the demonic fire on the spot. It jumped onto the strange-faced man's disciple and burned through his body-protecting essence.

Severe pain struck.

The disciple of the strange-faced man was horrified. The light from his top door flashed, and his soul came out of his body. Just as he was about to use the teleportation technique, he suddenly heard two strange sounds of "Humph", and his soul was in severe pain.

A moment's delay is the end of the world!
Chapter completed!