At the peak of Linghai Tide, there was loud thunder and even louder rain.
The rivers and seas are surging, the spiritual energy is everywhere, and the storm is rolling.
No one could imagine that in the face of such power of heaven and earth, someone could still walk on the tide.
Xie Qingyun was wearing a green shirt and black hair, was tall and strong, and stood with his hands behind his back above the raging waves.
The abundant sword energy swirled around the surface of his body, transforming into a giant fish that swam continuously.
The sword intent is constantly intertwined.
No matter how violent the spiritual energy was swarming around him, it could not get within three feet of his body.
Because before these spiritual energies rushed to his body, they had already been swallowed up by the big fish transformed by sword energy and shattered into pieces.
The Linghai suddenly became turbulent, with huge waves surging, trying to drown Xie Qingyun.
At this moment, the big fish formed by the sword energy around his body suddenly turned into a bird.
The giant bird spread its wings, gathered its strength, and flew away.
The water strikes for three thousand miles and rises up.
It is Kunpeng.
In the face of such a turbulent spiritual sea tide, it is difficult for any cultivator in the world to compete with it.
Even a monk at the Venerable Realm would find it difficult to do so.
Xie Qingyun can.
Because his sword energy creature turned into Kunpeng.
Kunpeng transcends the nine heavens, how can the sea trap it?
Therefore, when the Peng is a bird, it brushes its feathers, drinks and eats at will, folds its wings between heaven and earth, and stretches its neck beside the river and the sea. It is accompanied by a pair of ducks and a wild goose, and thinks that it can be flirted with.
When it changes into feathers, it hangs down from the sky, gathers ninety thousand winds, shakes its scales across the sea, and strikes the water three thousand times.
Xie Qingyun looked like he was strolling leisurely in the garden.
It was as if he was really just riding the tide, rather than fighting one of the most terrifying celestial phenomena in the world.
Green rainbow gathered on the surface of his body, as if he was the unparalleled flying sword, spanning between heaven and earth.
Soon, the tide broke and Xie Qingyun broke out.
After millions of miles of chasing, he crossed the Spirit Sea Tide for the first time and walked to the front of the Spirit Sea Tide.
Get straight to the point.
You can see Jinxiu Peak.
Xie Qingyun looked at the Jinxiu Peak not far ahead, then looked back at the Linghai tide that he had temporarily left behind.
He laughed out loud.
"I thank Qingyun for this sword. I will open a small world, slay the demons, and stop the tide of the spiritual sea."
So he threw out the invisible sword.
Watch the tide and throw away the sword.
I clearly didn't see anything, but I could clearly feel that there was a horrifying creature tearing through the void between heaven and earth.
A moment.
I saw a sword in the distance, opening up a beautiful landscape and stretching the sea and sky apart in my small world.
Behind Xie Qingyun is the spiritual sea tide.
He seemed to notice nothing, and in fact he was not afraid at all. He just smiled and flicked his finger.
A chasm runs through the heaven and earth and the small world.
Puff puff puff puff!
There were continuous popping sounds, and the chasm was like an unstoppable straight line, passing through the eyebrows of all the demon cultivators in the small world.
Balls of blood mist exploded, reflecting the faces of dozens of demon cultivators in the small world who had not yet recovered from their frenzy.
With a snap of the fingers, the edge of the palm comes into being and disappears.
This kind of spirit is the essence of the sword immortal.
Therefore, there is a saying in the world of cultivation that among the six major sects, there is no difference in realm among their respected masters, and the strength also depends on the individual, but in terms of courage, the sword immortal is the only one who can hold his own.
The spiritual sea tide behind Xie Qingyun reached its maximum power at this time.
It seemed as if the entire world had fallen into a frenzy, with the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, and the universe in chaos.
The entire space is full of space cracks, and there is no safe place to find a way out.
It was as if the entire world was pressing down towards Jinxiu Peak at this moment, leaving people with nowhere to hide or escape.
Jinxiu Peak was submerged in an instant.
But after the spiritual sea tide reached its peak, there was no Jinxiu Peak small world to release the violent spiritual energy that had been accumulated for a long time to collide with it and provide it with new power.
So after flooding Jinxiu Peak, it came to an abrupt stop.
Of course, the spiritual sea tide will not dissipate so abruptly.
It took thousands of years of preparation by the Huanling Demon Cultivators to bring it into being.
Similarly, it will take a very long time for it to dissipate.
Just like a tropical hurricane passing through, the center of the storm is constantly moving, and after wreaking havoc for a period of time, it will dissipate.
However, heavy rain and strong winds that continued for several days were inevitable.
Of course, the remnants of the spiritual storm were still raging, but it had finally begun to enter a long period of calm and recovery.
Apart from the occasional space cracks, although there will still be small storms, their power is already powerful enough for cultivators to contend with.
…
Within the demon territory.
Dragon City Pass.
The only two top demon lords of the Heart Demon Clan, Soul Lord and Control Lord, personally guard Longcheng Pass, this thousand-year-old pass that they seized from the human race, this "unbreakable" pass built based on the Taoist formation.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was gloomy and depressing.
"Where is the Spirit Sea Tide? Where is the Spirit Sea Tide that is about to sweep across the human race's front line?" The voice of the White Tiger Overlord, who was the soul split from Yu Zun, sounded extremely gloomy.
There were many demon cultivators, both big and small, below, all of them were silent as a cicada, not daring to make any sound.
"Youyu, give me an explanation." The White Tiger Overlord, who was wearing a Taoist robe engraved with white tiger patterns, cast his gaze towards a demon cultivator standing in the front row below and said coldly.
The inner demon named Youyu, and his split soul, is the "big man" Huanling Demon Cultivator who is in charge of Jinxiu Peak this time.
As for the demon cultivator standing here now, he is another soul of Youyu.
It was a strange demon that was several feet tall and had a green face.
Youyu has three souls, one for the human race, one for the demon race, and the other one is still unknown.
After being named by the White Tiger Lord, Youyu could no longer stand up.
Although under the pressure of the White Tiger Lord, there was a feeling of suffocation.
But the strength of this split soul of his had at least reached the ninth level, and his original body had even reached the realm of Demon Lord, so he was able to remain calm when facing the White Tiger Overlord.
He organized his words and reported in detail what happened to him in the small world of Jinxiu Peak - although no matter how detailed it was, it couldn't be much more detailed.
Because, they didn't see anything at all, their eyes went dark and their lives were gone.
Moreover, at that time, there were more than thirty Huanling magic cultivators gathered in the Jinxiu Peak small world.
For so many people, the time intervals between their deaths were no more than a few breaths.
What a horrible thing this is?
"It's the same again, and it's the same again!" The White Tiger Lord was furious.
When reporting the situation, the confessions of every Huanling Demon Cultivator who died in each small world were exactly the same.
It seems like everything has been said, but in fact, nothing has been said.
"The point is, our people in the previous few small realms were not seriously injured until some time after the Spirit Sea Tide was launched."
"But the people from Jinxiu Peak were attacked before the spiritual sea tide reached Jinxiu Peak." The Azure Dragon Lord, who had been silent on the side and seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly spoke at this time.
"What does this mean?" he asked.
The White Tiger Lord frowned and quickly reacted.
"This person has crossed the Spirit Sea Tide?"
"This is impossible..." You Yu exclaimed subconsciously, "The power of the Spirit Sea Tide is comparable to the might of heaven, crushing everything in its path. How could anyone possibly cross it?"
"Even you two can't do it, right?" Immersed in shock, Youyu didn't even realize that he had said something wrong.
"Yeah, how is that possible?" The Azure Dragon Lord didn't care about Youyu's slip of the tongue and spoke to himself.
"However, wherever the Spirit Sea Tide passes, the space becomes disordered and turbulent, so the teleportation array becomes ineffective. Therefore, if you want to rush from the back of the Spirit Sea Tide to the front, you can't use the teleportation array. The only way is to use the supreme power to forcibly cross the Spirit Sea Tide. There is no other way."
"You are at least in the eighth realm, but you all died without knowing it. Not to mention the person who attacked you, we don't even know how you died."
"Killing people invisibly like this is also a supreme power."
The voice of the Azure Dragon Lord became increasingly low.
"Let's not talk about what kind of power and means are needed to achieve this. I just want to ask, if there is really a cultivator in the human race who can achieve this, and he happens to be in the middle spirit at this time, then who do you think is most likely to be the one?"
The field fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone has different thoughts and expressions are constantly changing.
A moment later.
The White Tiger Lord squeezed out the name word by word from between his teeth.
"Xie, Qing, Yun?!"