Six Hundred and Fifty-Seven. The Real Dragon Hides Its Head without a Trace

"Could it be? He has already left this sea area before?"

Mrs. Kang's face showed surprise, she searched this sea area carefully, but she never saw Yan Zhaoge.

There are many other lives in the sea, and there are countless strange or ordinary things, but she can't find the target she is looking for.

Mrs. Kang took a deep breath, and while contacting other Daxuan Dynasty warriors to help, she carefully searched the sea area in front of her again.

Spending a lot of time here, if Yan Zhaoge hadn't been in this sea area before, he would have gone far away by now.

The direction is unknown, and it is meaningless to chase blindly at this moment.

It's better to firmly believe in your original judgment and do the inspection again in case you were mistaken earlier.

It would be too frustrating to let the other party hide under one's nose and hide it from oneself.

But unfortunately, after searching again, she still found nothing.

Rao is Mrs. Kang who is used to wind and rain, and she also feels at a loss at this moment. She can't help but doubt her previous judgment, which was wrong from beginning to end.

"But, how did he run away?" Mrs. Kang raised her head, frowning and looked into the distance.

In front of her, in the depths of the vast sea below, the sea floor is littered with rocks and rocks.

Among the chaotic rocks, there is a small black censer that is ordinary and nothing unusual, as if a person passed by in a boat, accidentally fell into the sea, sank to the bottom of the sea, and was gradually buried by sand.

Just like other messy things accumulated over the years in this vast sea.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge was in the earth-eating furnace, but a whole new world appeared before his eyes.

There is a vast ocean in sight, boundless, there are no storms and waves on the sea, but it gives people a sense of deathly silence.

This is even more terrifying than the stormy waves. Under the suppressed breath, the sea and the sky seem to condense into a solid piece.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly, where is this?

Although the scene in front of me is realistic, it is like a reflection in the water, with ripples emerging and shaking slightly.

Suddenly, a shocking storm broke out silently on the sea that was so calm that it was almost frozen.

The tornado rolled up the sea and rushed straight into the sky, like a pillar of heaven, connecting the dark sky and the weird sea.

In the storm, even more dazzling lightning flashed, like a dancing silver dragon.

Yan Zhaoge squinted at the scene in front of him.

On the originally calm sea, one tornado after another, mixed with lightning and sea water, soared into the sky one after another, tearing the entire space to pieces, turning this world into a purgatory in an instant.

On the vast and boundless sea, storms and thunder are everywhere, lightning and sea water are raging.

It's like a scene of catastrophe created by nature.

In front of such majesty of heaven and earth, even Mrs. Kang's martial arts sage would appear insignificant.

Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself: "It's a bit like the legendary endless magnetic storm."

I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but Yan Zhaoge has seen the written description in the classics, and it is very similar to the scene in front of me.

When I stayed and lived in the sub-altar of the Dark Sect, I learned about it when I talked with the warriors of the Dark Sect.

In Huangjia Sea, there is a place like this, where there are often endless magnetic storms raging, like a furnace of heaven and earth.

Among them, there are countless dangers, and it is more dangerous than good for a strong martial artist to enter.

A very troublesome part of this natural disaster is that there is no warning when it is launched, and it comes as soon as it is said.

Instantly devouring countless lives, it is hard to resist.

Although there are many rare and rare treasures that are difficult to find in that sea area, most people dare not go deep into the treasure hunt. This fierce land has buried the bones of too many powerful people.

No matter you are a giant, a super genius, if you enter there, your life will no longer belong to you, but will be in the hands of the moody nature.

Yan Zhaoge looked there quietly, thinking in his heart: "I heard that this is the period when the endless magnetic storm is the most violent, but it's not busy."

In the scene in front of me, the endless Yuan magnetic storm came and went quickly, and soon subsided.

The sea was once again as calm as stagnant water,

Not even a ripple rose up.

But Yan Zhaoge, who had already seen the power of the storm, did not dare to underestimate this kind of calm.

At this time, a huge vortex suddenly appeared on the calm sea surface, and millions of tons of sea water swirled and spread towards the surroundings, exposing a piece of land on the bottom of the sea.

Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes, looked carefully, and saw the wreckage of a palace standing on the bottom of the sea, broken walls and ruins, simple and desolate.

The dilapidated palace looked inconspicuous, but it immediately attracted Yan Zhaoge's full attention.

The strange and huge suction force is irresistible.

Yan Zhaoge only felt that his soul would be sucked into this illusory image, into that dilapidated palace.

It seems that there is some power in that palace, which can ignore the limitations of space and spirit, and directly attract people who pay attention to it.

Yan Zhaoge collected himself and looked carefully.

But in the main hall, there seems to be a huge long box.

The long box is made of metal, with a strange black luster flowing around it, making everyone who looks at him sink into it unknowingly.

Two ancient characters were engraved on it, and after distinguishing it, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.

Swallow the sky.

"Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth?" Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Hey, interesting."

The scene in front of him gradually disappeared and returned to darkness, leaving only a pair of vague eyes.

Yan Zhaoge met those eyes calmly.

After a while, the eyes disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge calculated the time in his mind.

Then his figure emerged from the earth-eating furnace and reappeared on the bottom of the sea.

"It shouldn't be that I just came out, her eyes just happened to sweep over." Yan Zhaoge was thinking, while looking around quietly.

I can feel the movement of warriors nearby, and even feel a very powerful aura.

However, Mrs. Kang is no longer here.

As a martial artist of the fifth level, she sees a warrior in the middle stage of the gods, and she is needed in many places, and she doesn't have so much time to spend with a great master warrior.

Even if the strength of this great master martial artist is terrifying, he can't see the end of it if he consumes it.

After all, Kang Jinyuan didn't really fall for Yanzhao singer.

Although Mrs. Kang left, she obviously did not give up on making trouble for Yan Zhaoge.

There are Daxuan Dynasty warriors active in the nearby sea area, keep an eye out for Yan Zhaoge's traces.

Once a discovery is made, presumably there will be top experts rushing to deal with Yan Zhaoge.

"However, these people can't do it." Yan Zhaoge smiled, and immediately moved his body.

Cleverly avoiding the warriors of the Great Xuan Dynasty, after walking for a while, Yan Zhaoge called out the Dragon Palace again and jumped into it.

However, at this very moment, there was a powerful aura approaching from afar.

From the book of Zhou Guangtian, the sword intent of Time Flowing Light Sword.

Yan Zhaoge is quite sensitive about this martial art now: "Hey, it can't be so accurate?" (To be continued.)

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