Chapter 163: His Style

This is a real sea of thunder.

The bright thunder light illuminated the Demon Sect's body and also illuminated his face.

The Demon Sect was a little happy and a little emotional.

From the earliest defection to the Northern Wei Dynasty, his news was no longer well-informed, and after he returned to the Northern Wei Dynasty and disappeared into the world after he really concealed his traces, all his sources of information only came from his own perception and conjecture.

But just based on his guesses and perceptions, he had already come to the same inference as Chen Ziyun many days ago.

He can't be considered a demon king.

Among all the classic records about cultivators in the world, there is only one person who is really closest to the Demon King, and that is the Emperor of You.

If his inference is correct, those strong people must continue to provide true yuan for someone in the current world in their cultivation, then the Emperor of the Hidden Emperor who dominated the world back then is the demon king who is really at the top of the world and constantly absorbs everyone's theories.

Many days ago, he had finally captured the young Daoist's qi, he didn't know what kind of existence this young Daoist was, but he was sure that the person's location was in the sea far away from the land.

Even he made a lot of determination to really go to sea, because he knew very well that he was also short of time, and searching in the vast sea would definitely waste a lot of his true yuan, if he couldn't find the result he wanted, he might miss all the opportunities to become stronger, and he might even spend all his true yuan in the vast sea, or even die in the boundless sea.

But the inference of the strength of the Emperor also made him tremble.

He knew that if he wanted to truly become an existence like the Ghost Emperor, he would have to take a risk and find out the cultivator in the deep sea who might grow into an existence like the Ghost Emperor.

If he can't find it, or when he finds it, the power of this young Taoist has made him unable to deal with it, then he can only die helplessly.

But on the contrary, he was able to truly ascend to the heavens in one step, replacing this cultivator hidden in the deep sea.

Now he had truly found the practitioner.

This young Daoist has an infinite amount of True Yuan in his body, but this young Daoist is like having an amazing treasure, but he does not yet have the key to open the treasure.

Compared to him, this young Daoist was just a young beast, and he was not even as powerful as the white-robed monk at this time.

All the thunder light converged on his body, but none of all the thunder light could pour into his body.

All the thunder and light flowed outside him like flowing water.

In such a storm, he was like a divine armor made of lightning.

"Let's go!"

A chill arose in the heart of the white-robed monk, and the cracked shell boats under his feet bloomed like white lotus flowers.

The young Daoist's body stopped falling in the seawater, and it was only then that he truly understood how correct the white-robed monk's previous insistence was.

He regretted it.

He finally understood that the white-robed monk was not his enemy, but would protect his existence at such moments.

Sensing the terrifying power rippling on the Demon Sect's body and the aura of several magic weapons that he was once familiar with, he knew what the result would be if the white-robed monk stayed, but if he also stayed and fought side by side with the white-robed monk, then it was impossible for him to escape.

"I'm sorry!"

He cried out in the sea.

It's a pity that at such a depth, the sea water oppressed his body, and he couldn't make any sound, and even tears couldn't flow from his eyes.

Smack.

The depths of his sea of qi were like a bead shattered, and a strange aura accompanied the eruption of the true element in his body, causing a torrent to suddenly gush out of the seawater.

His feet began to move.

His body was once again reduced to a remnant in the sea, fleeing towards the depths of the water beyond the islands.

Demon Sect's brow twitched.

He was a little surprised, it turned out that this kind of escape method could actually take advantage of the water potential to escape in the water, which was faster than on the ground.

He hadn't done anything yet, only his brows twitched slightly, but the white-robed monk on the sea knew that it had reached the most critical moment, and he let out a sigh.

He didn't expect that he would practice silently at sea for many years, and then say goodbye to this world silently.

His heart was full of feelings, but his face was extremely calm.

Snort.

Several silver streaks of light also appeared inside his body.

Along these silver streaks of light, his body instantly disintegrated.

A solemn look appeared in the Demon Sect's eyes.

A bright pillar of light appeared in the dark sky, and majestic power continued to pour into his body from the pillar of light, but those countless flowing water-like electric lights that he had perfectly resisted outside his body also contracted tightly at this time, turning into several silver electric lights, which cut deeply into his body. The white-robed monk's head fell from his neck, and his body fell apart and fell into the water below.

There was no blood, only a heavy silvery slurry like silver melted and falling into the depths of the sea.

The Demon Sect pursed his lips, he knew that this was a powerful military solution method of the Buddha Sect, which could burst out with the most decisive power and stimulate all the potential in his body, strictly speaking, his body at this time was also cut into several sections by this terrifying power, but his powerful True Yuan and the power of the Heavenly Mandate Blood Box released by him kept his body as it was.

At this time, the heavy injuries he suffered were unimaginable to ordinary cultivators, so even if he pursed his lips, some broken flesh and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his lips.

It was not appropriate for him to make another move at this time.

In a sense, this young Daoist's escape speed was too fast, even if he attacked with all his might, he might not be able to leave this young Daoist behind, and this young Daoist had also been injured before this, even if he retracted his injuries, it was still possible to find this young Daoist again.

But giving up at this point is not his style.

He also doesn't want to leave more unknown possibilities for the future.

Listening to the sound of the white-robed monk's stump falling into the water, he had already made his choice.

He chose to continue to shoot, and he shot with all his might.

He took a hard breath.

With this breath of his, the True Yuan in his body forcibly flowed, and the storm on the sea suddenly stopped!

Countless shadows appeared above the pitch-black sea, and these shadows converged from all directions, like a huge black flag, and rushed fiercely towards the sea where the young Daoist might be.

At this time, he couldn't be completely sure of the young Daoist's position, he just tried his best to stimulate his strongest strength and pour his killing intent into the sea area where the young Daoist might exist.

Rumble!

Somewhere in the distance, the surface of the sea suddenly sunken downward, and then countless fine holes appeared on the surface of the sea that were pressed so tightly that it even emitted an almost glassy luster.

These holes are like countless sword holes that continue to extend into the depths of the sea.

Before that, an exterminating breath had exploded in the depths of the sea.

Puff puff puff....

In an instant, I don't know how many clouds of blood mist burst out of the seawater.

The schools of fish that swam in them were shattered and turned into a red glow in the water.