I am a living immortal.

Since Su Mu had already invited that group of evildoers, he would go and meet them. Even if the Qixia Sect did not go, there would be other sects later. The target of those evildoers was never the Qixia Sect, but Su Mu.

The Qixia Sect is just a bait.

Rather than scratching the surface from time to time, it is better to cut the Gordian knot. Eventually, it will come to a head, and it doesn't make any difference whether it's earlier or later.

Seeing that Su Mu agreed, Shao Shang and Huang San stopped talking.

Seeing this, Su Mu instructed, "Brother Shaoshang, you stay on the boat. The main target of that group of evildoers is this giant ship of the Heavenly Alliance. They can't do anything to me, so they can only lure me away. You must be careful about what happens next. Keep an eye on the manager of the Treasure Pavilion; he seems to have some problems."

Shao Shang and Huang San nodded to show their relief.

Seeing that Su Mu had almost finished what he said, the people from Qixia Sect immediately stepped forward to point out the direction.

Su Mu laughed and said, "I know, so you guys don't need to follow me, so as not to distract me."

Then he tiptoed and disappeared without a trace before anyone else could say anything.

No trace left.

The manager looked in the direction where Su Mu left and fell into deep thought. When he turned around again, he saw the cultivator's vigilant eyes, but he didn't care.

Su Mu's departure sounded the alarm among the immortal cultivators.

An atmosphere of impending storm began to spread.

The people of Qixia Sect looked at each other, and finally decided to listen to Su Mu. They still had some self-knowledge. If they went over, not only would they not be able to help, but it might even backfire. However, they were still worried, but worrying was useless. They could only wait anxiously. Only at this moment did they deeply realize the importance of strength and the urgency of cultivating Taoism.

Shao Shang returned to the house and put on his bloodstained armor, constantly wiping his sword.

Huang San just watched quietly, but the ferocity in his eyes could not be hidden.

Outside the Mengtian giant ship, heavy rain was pouring down, and lightning and thunder were flashing.

I have seen weather like this many times these days, but this time I felt something different.

The entire ship fell into an eerie silence.

The people from Qixia Sect understood the whole story after a little inquiry.

No wonder…………

…………

Mu rode the wind and rushed in the direction of the blood-crying tree demon. The rain around him automatically avoided Su Mu's figure. Thunder exploded around him, illuminating him palely.

He was very fast, and the ground became smaller and smaller with each step.

Soon, a sea area shrouded in fog was seen above the vast North Sea, and the sound of dragon roars could be faintly heard from there.

I think this is the place where dragons roar.

In Su Mu's eyes.

The water vapor in this area is extremely dense, and the fog is mixed with dragon energy, which can actually block his prying eyes to a certain extent. I have to say that those monsters really chose a good place.

“What a great place to pick.”

"Su is here, everyone, please entertain him."

As Su Mu stepped into it, the thick fog around him cleared away, and everything was silent. The energy and will in his body all reached the peak. He could feel the danger of this dragon-roaring land, but he was not afraid.

And the darkness beneath the thick fog is formless.

The dragon's body coiled, stirring the seabed. Its dark golden eyes slowly opened. "Here you are, a truly great immortal supreme being! I have been preparing for this for months. I hope you can continue to perform as you have now."

"Don't worry, since Su is here, I'm not afraid."

"Come!"

"it is good!!"

The dragon roar at the bottom of the sea gradually rose, echoing with the dragon roaring place. The dragon energy transformed into dragons in the dragon roar, and different dragon shadows circled in the fog.

There are gentle hums, majestic dragon roars, angry roars, and mournful sighs. Different calls and different figures appear at the same moment.

"Land of the Dragon Clan, outrageous!!!"

A majestic and angry voice came. The dragon was covered in black scales, and its shape was more solid and larger. Su Mu was actually dazed for a moment. This dragon's shadow, this aura made him feel unexpectedly familiar. Cang Lin? No, it's not.

This familiar aura belongs to the owner of the real dragon ball, the fallen dragon king.

Unfortunately, this is just a ghost, with only instincts left.

It is not a real dragon.

This outrageous shout was like a command, and a vortex was rolled up under Su Mu's feet. The vortex rose to the same level as the sky and the earth in an instant. Su Mu was already at the bottom of the sea in the blink of an eye. The shadow of a dragon was circling in the vortex, as if telling a taboo.

"Everyone, now that we are dead, please stop causing trouble."

"Su Mu, will you guys go for a ride?"

Although it was just a question, the next moment, the sword was drawn and the world was divided into two.

The vortex split into two, taking the mist with it.

This sword cut a gap that could not be healed.

However, if the Dragon Roaring Land could be solved so easily, Hei Wuxiang would not have thought that he could trap Su Mu.

The cut gap gradually glued together, and the vortex that was split into two stopped for a moment and then started to rotate again.

Moreover, this sword strike seemed to have angered the arrogant dragon clan.

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

Voices of rebuke came one after another, mostly condemnations, and all eyes were focused on Su Mu. Chains emerged from the seabed and stabbed Su Mu.

Su Mu swung the broken sword in his hand and cut the chain.

A rune flew out.

The moment Su Mu's broken sword touched the talisman.

"Dharma-like heaven and earth, strike the sword!"

Under the golden light, Su Mu's entire body was enlarged to thousands of times its original size. The golden light filled the broken sword inch by inch. He held the sword with both hands and stabbed it downwards.

With a loud "bang", the vortex was frozen, and the giant sword fell on the sea, causing huge waves. Chains, dragon shadows, and fog were all cut into nothingness by this sword.

The giant sword made contact with the vortex, unleashing a fierce wind that shattered the air and swept away the fog. Without the fog's shroud, the afterimages of the past vanished like rootless duckweed, revealing the true scene of the Dragon Roaring Land...

The water prison that originally trapped the two elders of Qixia Sect was also shattered by this gust of wind. The moment they woke up, they were blown thousands of meters away by the strong wind, and kept rolling on the water. It took a lot of effort for them to calm themselves down and tie up the unconscious disciple.

He stared at the horrifying scene with wide eyes.

Hei Wuxiang was also retreating in the strong wind.

At this moment, his face was filled with fanaticism: "That's it, let's destroy it like this, destroy it to our heart's content. The more we destroy, the greater the backlash will be. Let's detonate the aquatic tribe's overwhelming resentment and lingering will that has been accumulating for nearly ten thousand years!"

"Hehehehahaha!!"

The whole face was distorted by a crazy smile.

"My Immortal Lord, why not make the entire North Sea your enemy? Regardless of the outcome, let me see if you can truly turn the entire North Sea upside down."