The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

In the deep sea, even the water seems to have been abandoned by time, and it is difficult to detect any trace of flow.

The only perceptible tide was trying hard to surround the robe of the Poseidon statue, performing a tragic song of fall.

"Statue of Poseidon?"

Chao Zhao looked at Yan Lu's flustered and anxious movements, but did not follow her. Instead, he stayed outside the hall.

[Rubbish, do you feel this statue is weird?]

[…What’s strange?]

Rag originally wanted to play dead, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he spoke out obediently.

[Looks strangely familiar.]

Chao Zhao frowned.

It was not the face of the sea god that made her feel familiar, but the aura surrounding the statue.

——Wait, breath?

Chao Zhao suddenly realized something and his pupils trembled.

Without having time to think, she immediately said, "Sister Yan, stop!!!"

But at this time, Yanlu's hand had already touched the corner of the robe of the Poseidon statue.

At that moment, the originally dead and deserted Temple of the Sea God suddenly experienced a violent earthquake, and the violent shaking was so intense that it seemed to overturn the entire seabed.

At the same time, huge waves surged up from the bottom of the sea, carrying with them a furious force, roaring towards them.

'Om—'

The black sword pierced into the ground, and a protective shield rose from the ground.

Chao Zhao originally wanted to hide behind those pillars, but just before she took action, a tall and heavy pillar in front of her was immediately blown away by the waves.

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

Already honest.

So Chao Zhao no longer thought about seeking shelter, and even had to dodge the obstacles blown over by the waves while keeping his body steady.

This wave was extremely angry, like the last roar of the sea god whose territory was invaded, driving away the ignorant and bold invaders.

"hateful!"

Yanlu's fish tail was tightly wrapped around a pillar, but as the pillar was blown away, she was thrown out along with it.

At the critical moment, Chao Zhao took only a moment to think and pulled out his natal sword that was inserted into the seabed, and rushed towards Yanlu.

"Hold me!"

She used force on her hands, and veins popped out.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a wave coming from the side lifted Chao Zhao up, allowing her to successfully grab Yanlu's wrist.

The two figures were spun in mid-air by the waves.

"Cough cough!!!"

The sea water poured back into Chao Zhao's mouth and nose, choking him several times.

The protective shield had long been shattered by the raging waves. Even Yanlu, who was born to survive in the sea, was affected, and blood gradually seeped out of his ears and mouth.

Chao Zhao glanced in the direction of the pillar behind him.

"Sister Yan!"

Yan Lu seemed to understand what she meant and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

She gathered all her strength, controlled a wave, and sent Chao Zhao out fiercely.

Chao Zhao's hind legs landed on a stone pillar and bounced back with the help of the pillar. The black sword immediately inserted into the ground to find a fulcrum again.

At the same time, she caught the smoke that was swept away by the waves.

"Hoo, ho..."

There was still a trace of relief in Yanlu's eyes for surviving the disaster. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the black sword in Chaozhao's hand.

Facing the huge waves, the black sword remained motionless, and was even able to isolate a safe space for them.

She hesitated for a moment: "Your natal sword..."

“It’s called rags.”

Chao Zhao turned around and looked at her.

Even though Yan Lu didn't ask her about her natal sword, she still answered it immediately. After all, she was not the one who was embarrassed.

"Um......"

Yan Lu was stunned and silent for a moment before speaking, "It's a very unique name."

Sure enough, even the siren would be controlled when hearing this name.

The black sword stood there steadily until the waves of anger gradually subsided, and until the Temple of Poseidon returned to its desolate silence once again.

Chao Zhao put away his natal sword and looked around.

"I finally understand how this Poseidon Temple became so dilapidated."

Yanluo rarely said anything.

Because she always felt that responding would be blaspheming Lord Poseidon.

She turned her head and wanted to check the statue of Poseidon, but she was stunned the moment she turned around.

"What's this--"

The statue of Poseidon, which was originally full of majesty and sacredness and was meticulously carved, was now mostly obscured by thick black fog.

Especially that handsome and cold face, which was completely covered by black mist.

But rather than the black fog covering the statue, it seemed more like it was eroding it.

Yanlu couldn't help but walk forward anxiously.

She wanted to disperse the black fog, but her power was like a stone sinking into the sea, not causing any ripples.

"What the hell is this?!"

"Gulu?"

Chao Zhao was silent for a moment.

Isn’t this black fog an old acquaintance of hers?

I didn't expect that even in such a remote corner, it didn't give up. It is more dedicated than any villain.

"Gulu?" Yan Lu looked confused. "You know this thing?"

"Yes."

She walked towards Zhao with a helpless expression of "What an annoying person again" and sighed, "Maybe this is why I was called here."

Seeing Yan Ru's increasingly confused expression, Chao Zhao thought about it and decided to give her a heads-up in advance, so he said, "Sister Yan, just watch from now on."

"If I fall, don't worry, I'm just asleep. Just take me back."

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. After so many times, Chao Zhao has become a mature and skilled worker.

".........good."

Yanlu nodded blankly.

Although she didn't understand, the seriousness between Chao Zhao's brows didn't seem like a joke, so she walked aside and waited.

After making sure Yanlu had left, Chao Zhao took a deep breath.

"now you."

As he finished speaking, Chao Zhao held his natal sword and stabbed it into the platform supporting the statue.

In an instant, black air surged, as if clamoring something. All kinds of sharp and strange tones sounded, noisy and harsh.

Since Chao Zhao couldn't understand, she focused on exorcising the evil spirit here.

Spiritual energy continued to gather in her palms and was injected into the black sword, and her sword intent also increased layer by layer.

But I don’t know if it’s because the black energy here has been lingering for too long and is extremely huge, which has caused Chao Zhao’s strength to be consumed very quickly.

"You are too greedy..."

Feeling the signs that the spiritual power in his body was depleted in a short period of time, he cursed at Zhao and immediately took out the Huiyuan Dan to replenish it.

This was repeated over and over... When Chao Zhao didn't know how many times she had repeated it and even her hands were shaking when she took back the Yuandan, the solidified black air on the statue was finally completely removed by her.

She could no longer hold on and fell backwards.

'Om—'

The black gas struggled and bit up with its last breath, but was wrapped by the sudden appearance of sea water halfway, crushing the remaining breath mercilessly.

The black fog was cleared and the sea returned to calm.

"Chao Zhao!"

Yan Lu, who had been observing Chao Zhao, saw her fall and quickly ran up to catch her.

Unnoticed by anyone, a piece of debris fell off a corner of the Poseidon statue, flashing a faint blue-white light, and merged into the black sword that Chao Zhao weakly brought down.

The broken part of the black sword was fused with the sword body and hilt because of the addition of this fragment.

In the spiritual space, Hei Jian looked at the wave that was rising in Chao Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

[Welcome back, Raging Tide.]