In the open sea, the wind howled, setting off huge waves.

Dark clouds were low, accompanied by torrential rain.

This is a medium-sized storm.

From the perspective of heaven and earth, Li Fan can clearly see that the wind disaster here is slowly moving in a certain direction.

And Zhang Haobo followed the hurricane without any haste.

From time to time, a blue light is cut out, like a hard-working gardener, pruning the direction of the wind disaster.

Although the energy contained in this storm is far more than Zhang Haobo, a foundation-building cultivator, he is like a child herding herd, controlling the wind disaster and making it move in the direction expected in his heart.

Li Fan faintly noticed that in the distance, another hurricane was brewing.

"Interesting." Li Fan patiently observed the follow-up.

In this way, ten days later, two giant storms, controlled by Zhang Haobo, collided together.

In an instant, a gleam of green light erupted in his eyes, and the blue giant sword composed of 1,808 Dinghai swords was born again, straddling the sky and the ocean.

Compared to what Li Fan had seen before, the blue light on this giant sword was deeper.

The blue light bloomed like flying scissors, quickly trimming the two storms that were slamming together.

Slowly, the two groups of hurricanes blended into each other as they collided with each other.

Ultimately, the two become one.

A brand new storm was born.

Although this new hurricane had lost some of its energy, it was less powerful than the two previous hurricanes combined.

But better than either.

Zhang Haobo looked at the newly born storm like a work of art in front of him, with a satisfied look on his face.

Looking into the distance, choosing a direction, driving the wind disaster again, and set off.

Li Fan noticed that Zhang Haobo's cultivation has also improved a little by integrating these two hurricanes.

He is shepherding the wind, and he is also cultivating through it.

"It seems that he wants to be big." Li Fan vaguely guessed what Zhang Haobo was thinking.

Now, the deadline for Chi Yan to burn the sea is getting closer and closer.

And Zhang Haobo is still in the foundation-building stage.

Without the cultivation technique of the Jindan stage, it is impossible to advance.

It doesn't matter if people are light-hearted. It is also extremely difficult to see the top management of Wanxian Island and remind them of the arrival of Chi Yan.

How to do?

Then we can only make a big scene and attract enough attention.

Li Fan couldn't help but look forward to the next development.

However, Zhang Haobo's current storm intensity was obviously not enough to attract the attention of the cultivators.

It will take a while to brew.

Li Fan temporarily withdrew his attention.

"The ten-year period has come, and it's time to leave the world again."

I made some preparations at the moment and set off immediately.

When he came to the ruins at the entrance of Lijie again, Li Fan did not rush into the ancient well, but carefully observed the ruins.

The boulders with obvious traces of artificial polishing fell to the bottom of the sea.

It can be vaguely seen that it was originally a palace-like building.

In addition to the exposed parts, there are still many architectural relics covered by the seabed silt.

The entire ruins stretch for several miles, and it seems that this place was originally a small town.

"The original civilization..." Li Fan thought thoughtfully.

Then set up the Taiyan boat, broke through the Immortal Jue Great Array, and entered the Lijie.

Li Fan stared at the volcano in the center of Departure from afar.

Compared with ten years ago, the volcano seems to be a little more active.

Flying into it, Li Fan checked it out.

It seems that it is simply a volcano formed by geological movements, and there is no shadow of extraordinary power.

However, Li Fan always had a faint feeling in his heart.

There seems to be something hidden behind the formation of this volcano.

However, with his current strength, he can't check it yet.

Not entangled, Li Fan took it to heart, and then flew towards the capital of Dali.

Hiding his figure, he did not disturb the Immortal Wangs on the four watchtowers in the capital.

Li Fan sensed the power of the blue flame phantom that had been in Su Xiaomei's body, and approached silently.

On the Yanwu Square, there are dozens of exotic beasts made of stainless steel.

A petite figure constantly shuttles between these alien beasts.

The speed is extremely fast, leaving a trail of phantoms in the air.

With his bare hands, he kept hitting these steel beasts, making a loud "bang bang bang".

Next to the martial arts field, Su Changyu and Xiao Heng stopped to watch.

A faint smile appeared on Su Changyu's face.

Xiao Heng sighed and looked terrified.

He whispered to Su Changyu: "Changyu, why are you still laughing? Didn't you realize that little sister is getting more and more terrifying?"

Pointing to the mark that was struck on the stainless steel beast, Xiao Heng gasped, "Look at her strength, if you accidentally slap me on the body, I might be slapped to death. !"

"I don't think these steel beasts can last a few days!"

Hearing this, Su Changyu first frowned, then stretched out again, and said, "You and I both know that little sister has a special physique. She is born with divine power and has a grumpy temper. A few years ago, it was fine. You can also control your emotions.

"But now the methods of the immortal master are gradually failing, and the little sister's self-control is getting worse and worse."

"If it wasn't for venting like this every day, I'm afraid I don't know how many people will be killed by mistake."

"However, Xiaomei is a younger sister after all. Although she is a little cold to the rest of the family, she is still very kind to you. I don't know what you are afraid of."

Xiao Heng suddenly became anxious: "You call this good? It's not like you don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a thunderous voice suddenly sounded in the center of the martial arts field: "Xiao Heng, what are you talking about me again!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and between the stork and the stork, Su Xiaomei suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Heng.

With a gust of wind, Xiao Heng's hair fluttered.

His eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly shouted: "Little aunt, how dare I speak ill of you, I'm not complimenting you on your strength!"

Su Xiaomei glanced at Xiao Heng suspiciously, snorted softly, and did not pursue it any further.

"Brother!" She looked at Su Changyu ~www.mtlnovel.com~ who was on the side with a smile on her face.

Su Changyu looked at Su Xiaomei with pity, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Looks like you're having a good time."

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded beside the three of them.

Seeing this sudden appearance, Su Changyu and Xiao Heng's expressions changed, and they immediately thought of something, with surprise and joy on their faces.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Su Xiaomei yell: "Who, dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and attacked Li Fan.

"Little sister, stop!" Su Changyu and Xiao Heng couldn't help exclaiming.

Before she finished speaking, she saw that Su Xiaomei, who could even break fine steel, seemed to be bound by an invisible net at the moment.

Locked in the air, unable to move.