Hearing this, the evil cultivator's body was cold, and his vague face couldn't see clearly, but there was a gaze that scraped towards Zixuan like a knife. "Are you sure?"

Zixuan didn't want to talk to him more, but when she heard the obviously threatening tone, she snorted coldly and flicked her sleeves and left.

There are no fights in the black market, so even if she has her back to the evil cultivator, she is not afraid of being attacked, there seems to be no one guarding here, but in fact, everyone's every move is under high-level observation.

The god true monarch guarding above is just a steward, and no one knows who the person behind the black market is. The more mysterious the background, the more people have to be careful, at least the black market here has been open for so many years, and there has been no accident until the integration of Canglan and Qianyuan for thousands of years.

Zi Xuan bypassed the stall all the way, hurried to the smooth stone wall that was obviously a dead end, and played a spell in his hand, sacrificing a relatively simple rune and submerging it. An oval-shaped ripple immediately appeared on the stone wall, similar to the color of the rock itself, but it continued to ripple outward.

She dodged into it, swallowed a pill of Hidden Breath at the same time, drilled out of the formless and substantiated passage, and plunged directly into the cool water.

The black market is the very deep underground of the island, and when she comes out, she is naturally in the deep sea, but fortunately, she is now a Yuanying monk, and she can walk in the sea for a long time without the help of the power of water beads or defensive shields.

But there is an extremely inconvenient place in the sea, even the Jiao tribe, who have lived here for a long time and know the water well, cannot completely hide their whereabouts. Because whether you swim or cross a short distance in space, you will inevitably affect the current. As long as the tracker is fast enough and cautious enough, they will be able to follow the trail to find their target.

Zi Xuan knew that the evil cultivator would definitely not give up, although there was a hidden pill to help hide his body, but he still didn't dare to move easily, and simply integrated into this sea area, rising and falling with the undercurrent.

After a moment of drifting back and forth of the water, she saw the figure of the evil cultivator in the same place where she came out of the black market, and in an instant, the figure disappeared again, and then a wisp of undetectable divine consciousness searched around in the sea.

The Hidden Breath Pill and the Yi Rong Pill are both super products that she has personally refined, and the effect is better than the ordinary goods outside, and she can easily avoid the divine consciousness of the same level.

Unwilling, the cultivator searched back and forth several times, but never found anyone, and didn't even feel the water flow and spatial fluctuations that the monk brought with him when he left.

Zi Xuan's divine sense is stronger than that of the same level, and with the omen of the god transformation, he is now stronger than before. She easily surveyed the cult's tracks, and watched him turn around in the water, swimming cautiously, never finding the right direction.

Just as he was about to give up and was about to turn away, as if he remembered something, he suddenly sacrificed a black pennant the size of a palm, and shook it lightly in the water, and a large black mist surged out of it.

The mist quickly condensed into nineteen figures in the water, with different facial features and faces, and it looked like they should have been refined by souls. Zi Xuan, who floated with the flow of water, quickly felt a burst of cold breath, and tried to burrow into his body with the flow of water.

"Fellow Daoists, don't hide anymore. With the cultivation of Taoist friends, there is no trace of leaving, so it can only be that there is no departure!"

Zixuan knew that he couldn't hide anymore the moment he made a move, and this battle was inevitable. She sacrificed the light hidden in the undercurrent of Yin Qi, and the sword intent was suppressed to a certain extent in the water, not stronger than the land.

But her cultivation has become a god, and she is still much higher than the other party, and Hanguang itself is a rare rare spiritual weapon, and when it is divided into nine dark rays, it still makes a large area of the sea turbulent.

The nineteen figures sacrificed by the evil cultivators all had dull eyes, and the filthy aura such as resentment, death, and yin qi on their bodies soaked into the water, staining the already cold sea water with a piercing chill, and through the defensive shield, it could send chills down people's backs.

Zixuan mobilized spiritual power to inject into the hand, and then regardless of concealment, he directly lit up a defensive aura. Hanguang broke through the space and shuttled through the sea water, instantly crossed a long distance, and rushed straight into the sea of evil cultivation dantian with an incomparably violent sword intent.

The hidden figure of the evil cultivator flashed rapidly, and several times it could be grazed with light, and the flesh was injured by the fierce sword intent, and the dark red blood spread in the sea water.

The two Yuan Infants' perfect fighting methods stirred up the dark tide of the deep sea, and the large whirlpool was deadly and crazy, crashing around in the turbulence of water and aura, and there was no rumbling sound around them, but there was a dull and suffocating pressure, which made both of them be suppressed to a certain extent.

Evil cultivation is originally negative, and it is not so restrained in the water, but this person happens to be good at yin fire, and there is an extremely faint layer of light outside the figure sacrificed, which is the yin fire he specially refined.

However, no matter what the attribute of fire is afraid of water, so the evil cultivator also feels a little aggrieved here. He couldn't count the blows, and found that the opponent's strength was far beyond imagination, so he crossed the space and tried to leave the water, wanting to lure Zixuan to the shore.

Seeing this, Zixuan immediately accelerated his attack, and Hanguang divided three directions to completely block his way, insisting on leaving people in the sea. As long as the evil cultivator was as restrained as she was, she was confident enough to deal with it quickly. If he returns to the shore, maybe this person has other tricks to damage the enemy, after all, the methods of evil cultivation are always unguardable.

With the help of You Xu's use of the power of space, she let the sword intent swung by Hanguang pass through the sea and disappear from time to time, dividing the sea water into countless faults, making the space distorted slightly.

The evil cultivator's body, which was covered by the power of the elixir, was torn apart by the space, and the fault blocked his communication with the natal spirit weapon, and the nineteen menacing figures gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered, and there was no ability to attack at all.

Zi Xuan turned his spiritual power into a water spirit, relying on his comprehension of the water in the East China Sea back then, making the sword moves more soft and dense, and with the injection of spiritual power, the violent sword intent became as majestic as a giant wave.

Zi Xuan quickly got used to fighting in the water, one sword was stronger than another, the sword intent was heavier than the other, and the undercurrent set off implied murderous intent and every whirlpool was mixed with the power of chaotic aura and space.

You Xuan knew that Lingguang could not be dispatched, so he strengthened his control over the space, and mobilized his spiritual power to manipulate this sea area, making more and more cracks and small faults.

Under the combined attack of one person and one tree, the evil cultivator quickly lost the ability to counterattack, and could only turn to defense wholeheartedly. But his defense was not very strong, and in just a few breaths, it was destroyed by sword intent and spatial distortion.

At the moment when he tried to make Yuan Ying escape, Zi Xuan swung out a short sword hidden in the shadows, and slammed into his dantian from behind, Yuan Ying was destroyed before he left his body, and his still intact body was cut off from life, and he floated and sank with the water with the pennant.