Chapter 553: tyrant

East China Sea, around the island. 1 Novel ﹤≦≤＜≤

The shape of the island is a bit strange. It is circular, with a circle of sea water in the middle, with only one exit in and out. In the middle of the circular sea, there is a high mountain nearly a thousand feet tall.

On the high mountains and around the sea, many black-clothed cultivators come and go, which is very lively. Compared with most empty islands, this scene is a bit strange.

In a large hall on the top of the mountain, a cultivator with a half-sectioned sword was sitting in the middle. A dozen cultivators knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

The cultivator was extremely tall, even if he was sitting, he was more than three feet taller than the others, and his shoulders were broad and he was burly like a door. On the golden half section, he had a pair of eagle-eyed eyes, straight hooked. Staring straight ahead, not angry.

"Go ahead, have you found it?"

The sound passed through the mask, as harsh as metal rubbing.

The famous cultivator raised his head, cowering, "Not yet. The cultivator's whereabouts are very strange, until now..."

Before he finished his words, a solid transparent big hand suddenly appeared in front of him. The big hand suddenly pinched his neck and directly lifted him up.

The cultivator told forgiveness, and at the same time he released the golden core protection, trying to resist the big hands, but it was obviously ineffective. That big hand is made up of primordial power, and the spiritual power of the cultivator can't affect anything at all. In the face of weak resistance, instead of relaxing, it squeezed even more tightly.

After a while, the cultivator's complexion turned purple red anhydride, and his muscles were twisted layer by layer, which was extremely painful.

Snapped.

With a big hand, he slammed the cultivator to the ground.

Regardless of his own injury, the cultivator quickly got up, and kept kowtow to beg for mercy, "Master Ma, spare your life, spare your life."

"Why do you keep a bunch of waste?"

The masked cultivator stood up, his body was close to ten feet and five feet. He was really talented. He looked around and his eyes were very dark. "But a kid in the Golden Core Realm has not found it after looking for a month. Is it necessary for Lao Tzu to do it himself? ?"

The cultivator of this mask is called Ma Ku, a monk of the Nascent Soul Realm, one of the seven tyrants of the East China Sea. Because of his violent temperament, he is often called a tyrant by many people.

Marku controls a large area of ​​the East China Sea, with a radius of more than a million miles. Among them, the bandits on more than 100 islands are all under his jurisdiction. Those bandits have to turn in a lot of resources every year for his cultivation.

At this time, the place where Zhou Shu was practicing was within his sphere of influence. Zhou Shu experienced all the way and cleaned up the bandits by the way, which happened to have cleaned up several islands belonging to Marku.

A month ago, when Marku received the news, he was immediately furious and sent several men to round up Zhou Shu. However, a month later, there was no news.

"My lord can't move."

Behind him, an old cultivator bowed out, "Round the island is where the adults are based. If you leave, the time is short. If the time is long, other sea tyrants and pirates find time to come and make trouble. It's hard to handle. Badade of Na Xunshan Island, and He Baidao of Qingxia Island, have always been eyeing the adult's territory."

The old man was very short, standing behind Marcus and being blocked by Marcus. No one could see that there was a person.

The Badade he was talking about is also one of the seven hegemons of the East China Sea. It controls the waters bordering the waters of Maku and is in danger of invading at any time, and even though it is only in the Golden Core Realm, it is the most insidious of the thirteen bandits. The vicious one who wants to be in position all the time is also a big threat.

"Of course Lao Tzu knows the two **** sites that want to grab Lao Tzu, but you trash, nothing can be done well, let Lao Tzu do!"

With a loud roar, Ma Ku shook the entire hall, and all the practitioners under the seat tremble.

"The goods I have received in the past few months have decreased. In the past six months, there have only been less than a thousand guilds, and I can't get the tribute! What kind of practice do I ask Lao Tzu to do, when can I catch up with the four kings of the East China Sea?"

Marku stared down and grinned with anger. "It's fine if you can't grab something. There are still people coming to the door now. In turn, grabbing Lao Tzu's things, it's totally upset! Don't dig this guy out, Lao Tzu How can I stand this breath!"

The practitioners below dared not speak one by one, shuddering, for fear that they would be punished if they made a mistake. If they were pinched like just now, it would be fine, if they were killed or even thrown into the sea, there would be nowhere to say. Go, the temper of a tyrant, everyone knows.

The old cultivator was an exception. He took a step forward, "Lord, don’t get angry, young ones have ways."

Maku glanced horizontally, "Is there any way, say!"

"According to the people who fled back, the guy's shot was extremely harsh, dealing with the golden core of the same level, and killing him, and carrying a weird beast that is not weaker than him, it is very difficult..."

Marku violently interrupted the old man, "Don't talk nonsense, just say the way!"

The old man stroked his long beard, and said slowly, "The guy attacked one of our islands about every other month. His target was uncertain, as if he was looking for him at random, but he usually didn't come out on the bottom of the sea. The sea area was so big. It’s hard for us to find it. Even if it’s a few more months, we won’t be able to find it. It’s impossible for each island to fortify each other. The adults’ subordinates are all used to going around alone..."

"I let you say the way!"

Marcus clenched his fists and yelled, "Don't say anything else!"

If it weren't for the old man's life-saving grace for him, he usually made a lot of ideas. Without the old man, his territory may not be so stable. He would have overturned the old man with a slap, and would not bear it for a moment.

The old man showed a little helplessness and nodded, "People can't find it, but the monster beast is not necessarily. On the bottom of the sea, the golden core cultivator can only travel thousands of miles a day, while the monster beast can travel thousands of miles overnight..."

Marku was taken aback for a moment, his eyes moved outside the hall, "You mean that?"

The old man nodded and pointed to the large area surrounding the sea under the mountain. "My lord, the two spiny sharks around the island are also time to use it."

Hearing the words Spiny Shark, the cultivators below were a little stunned, and their legs trembled unconsciously.

They all know what a terrifying monster beast the spiny bone shark is, one of the few Tier 5 monsters that can survive in the offshore is called the king of the sea, it is bloodthirsty. , Wherever he went, there was a sea of ​​blood, and he had a special hobby for the flesh and blood of the cultivator. Once the cultivator met it on the seabed, it was basically impossible to survive.

Ten years ago, in order to catch these two spiny sharks, Marku used hundreds of repairers as bait to lure them all the way around the sea, and then it took a lot of energy to catch them, and then use precision The golden chain is locked, as a mountain guard monster.

Of course, there are other uses. Everyone who disobeys the tyrant's orders will be thrown into the sea and become food for spiny sharks.

They would be frightened just to mention the name.

"Hahahaha! That's right! Anyone who dares to make trouble in this sea area will be punished by the king of the sea!"

Ma Ku laughed wildly, "Old Sun still has a way, just do it, and I will open the chains and let them out later!"

The old man bowed, "My lord is wise."

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