Chapter 764

Sobbing, the wind gathered and the void twisted. Over the sea, a vague face seemed to fill the whole world, quietly forming, in which there was a sense of greatness.

The storm and thunder interweave to form two terrible wind eyes, which just act as the eyes of this fuzzy face, and the cold and extreme eyes fall from it.

Looking up, the four bloody dragon pupils bloomed like real brilliance, colliding with the invisible cold eyes, and the ancient Jiao was eager to smile.

"Well, well, it seems that my patience in the past makes you think I'm easy to bully. Today, let me see how much ability you have, Lord of the storm."

In the past, the ancient Jiaoren was oppressed by the mother of the sea monster and the Lord of the storm. Now he was taken away from the mother of the sea monster under his nose. How can he be angry?

Therefore, under such circumstances, when they feel the arrival of the old true God of the Lord of the storm, the ancient Jiaoren do not have any idea of shrinking. In the final analysis, the Lord of the storm is only a medium divine power. He stands on the same level as him now. Even from a certain point of view, he still has a certain advantage, because this is the sea and his home, The real body of the storm Lord is still in the distant and endless starry sky.

Buzzing, wind rolling and thunder, the whole sky is like a huge whirlpool. It rotates with the will of the storm Lord. It is as bright as a torch, speechless and as cold as ever. The storm Lord shows his attitude with action. Obviously, under his pressure, the ancient Jiaoren has successfully accepted two ocean gods and killed the mother of sea monsters, which really makes him angry.

Stabbing, thunder lights up the world, wind and thunder interweave, and the two theocracies resonate. A terrible pressure poured down. At this moment, the whole sky seemed to collapse. This is the grip of divine skill wind and thunder, a composite divine skill intertwined by storm divine power and thunder divine power.

The big hand covers the sky. The palms are like gullies, storms are bone and lightning is skin. It is like the palm of the giant king from ancient times. Under this palm, the body of the ancient Jiaoren is no longer so huge.

Roaring, his scales trembled, and his two heads roared up to the sky at the same time. He felt the stronger and stronger confinement around him, and the fighting spirit in the hearts of the ancient Jiaoren became more and more high.

The tail dropped and fell into the sea, and the glory of divine power bloomed. With the stirring of the tail of the ancient Jiaoren, the whole sea was turbulent.

"Here I am the real master."

He roared up to the sky, hit angrily, and shook his tail like a hammer. The power of the whole sea was driven, turned into a torrent, and washed away towards the sky.

Buzzing, the void is twisted and annihilated constantly. The big hand containing wind and thunder suddenly collides with the Jiaowei that drives the ocean in the void.

At this moment, the Lord of the storm's indifferent eyes finally changed subtly.

Roaring, the breath of destruction flowed wantonly. After a short stalemate, the big hand formed by the wind and thunder grip finally collapsed, holding the sea. The Jiaowei showed boundless power, broke through the sky and dispersed the boundless haze.

There was a hole in the sky, and the sun scattered and formed a column of light. It shone on the lingering sea. The atmosphere of killing was still diffuse, but at this moment, neither the Lord of the storm nor the ancient Jiaoren continued to do it.

"I underestimated you, but the life of the gods is very long. This is only the beginning, not the end."

Half of the face of will manifestation was annihilated, and his eyes became colder and colder. Looking at the ancient Jiaoren across the sea, the Lord of the storm spoke for the first time, and his voice was dull and powerful, as if there was a collision between storm and thunder.

Hearing this, his eyes were also cold. The ancient Jiaoren was silent, but his arrogance on his face had shown everything.

Hoo, the wind and clouds dispersed, no more action, no more words, and the consciousness of the arrival of the Lord of the storm quietly dissipated.

This time, after discovering that the mother of the sea monster was killed and the ancient Jiaoren occupied two ocean theocracies, the storm took the initiative and was really angry. At the first time, he paid a heavy price to project his power into the material world. Although this power does not have his peak power, it is also 80% of the standard, that is, the endurance ability is not good.

After that collision just now, the Lord of the storm understood that the ancient Jiaoren could not do just by the power of coming, and even the real coming might not get satisfactory results.

The ancient Jiaoren occupy two ocean theocracies and achieve medium divine power. In addition, they are the seventh order Warcraft emperor or a race like Jiaolong. They agree with each other. Although they are xinjinzhong and other divine powers, their combat power is absolutely not weak among the medium divine powers on the sea. If they want to kill him at a home like Dahai, the medium divine power is basically impossible, and the strong divine power may not be able to do it.

It is precisely because of this that after the wind and thunder grip was issued, the Lord of the storm did not continue to shoot even if he had spare power, because it was meaningless at all.

Let the will of the storm Lord dissipate and win this victory. The anger in the hearts of the ancient Jiaoren finally vented a lot, changing the previous suffocation.

Roar, the long sound of dragon singing echoed in the void, shaking away thousands of miles of dark clouds and bathing in the sun. The ancient Jiaoren declared their majesty to the world.

Jingling bell sounded like the sound of coins rolling in a corner. The ancient Jiaoren restrained their authority and lifted the mythical posture. A head quietly disappeared, and the scales of his body became dark again. His huge body suddenly shrunk and disappeared into the sea.

"Did he find us?"

In a different space where time and space are misplaced at the same time, looking at the disappeared ancient Jiaoren, Morrel's small eyes narrowed into a line, and his fat face showed doubt.

"It should be."

Wu Shi Zhong floated on his side and looked at the ancient dragon that melted into the sea without any trace. There was also a trace of doubt in Sean's blue pupils.

In order to prevent being discovered, he distorts time and space at the same time and creates this misplaced space-time that is free from normal time and space. It should not be found so easily.

Of course, in addition to direct discovery, the ancient Jiaoren are more likely to have a premonition of something or received some kind of warning.

On hearing the speech, Morrel sighed. They had just arrived, and the ancient Jiaoren found out that it was wrong.

"What a pity."

"It's no pity. We're still a little late after all. Even if it's a sneak attack today, it's the limit to hurt the ancient Jiaolong. It's impossible to kill him, and he doesn't seem to be alone."

Compared with Morrel, Sean has a clearer judgment of today's situation.

When the ancient Jiaoren accommodates two ocean gods and achieves medium divine power, in fact, the overall situation has been determined. The ancient Jiaoren himself is a seventh order Warcraft emperor and close to the sea. When he achieves the God of the sea, the sum of the two is one plus one greater than two.

Under such circumstances, even if the ancient Jiaoren is newly crowned God, his strength has not yet climbed to the peak of the current level, but it is still very difficult to kill him on the sea.

"Let's go."

Time warped, with Morrel, Sean disappeared.

The Dragon enters the sea and has no trace. It is meaningless to stay here again. After today, the name of the new leader of the sea, the ancient Jiaoren Urals, will spread in the world. Soon, everyone will know that the Boya world has once again born a strong true God, who is the new overlord of the sea.