"Change the way?"

An Qingyu saw the blood mist and white silk floating on the figure, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

They were so familiar with this scene.

Not long ago, Zhou Ping, who entered the divine realm to control the sword law, disappeared in the process of transforming the Tao...

The person in front of me is actually transforming into Taoism?

In other words, he also entered the divine realm and mastered a certain law?

An Qingyu, Jiang'er and Jialan were very confused about this, but the other four were completely in place like sculptures.

Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang and Shen Qingzhu looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes!

The gray cloak, the white long knife at the waist, and the mask with the word "king"... all of this seemed to reveal his identity.

They've seen this person.

The fourth special team of Daxia Night Watchmen, [Mask] team captain, Wang Mian.

Lin Qiye would never admit his mistake. When they first entered the training camp, they were still a practical exercise conducted by the [Mask] team with them. He even fought with the King of the Side, who had suppressed the realm.

He still remembers that [Yi Yuan].

But the question is... Wang Mian is just a captain in the "Klein" realm. He has not yet entered the human ceiling realm. How could he start to transform into a Taoist path?

What's more, he is still a young man under thirty years old, so why did he suddenly become aged as a man in his sixties or seventies?

Why did he sit on the sea alone in a small boat and holding a knife?

Endless doubts surged in the hearts of several people. Lin Qiye stared at the gray-haired figure and spoke tentatively:

"King's face?"

Wow—!!

A wave hit the boat, and the surging water splashed everywhere, but no drop of water fell on the old figure, and even the inside of the boat was not a stain.

The figure was riding a boat and sitting on the turbulent sea, like a sculpture motionless.

He did not answer. Under the mask of "King", his deep eyes stared at the seven people in front of him. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

His right hand, covered with wrinkles and age spots, gently placed it on the hilt of the knife around his waist.

The rolling sea stagnated instantly!

White waves are frozen on the sea surface, floating clouds are embedded in the blue sky, and the radiant water droplets are suspended, and the smooth spherical surface clearly reflects the sculpture-like figure of Lin Qiye and Qiren.

In the hazy fog, [Yi Yuan] slowly unsheathed.

The bright blade reflected a long river of time flowing like silk, emitting a light blue light. The moment the long sword was unsheathed, the old figure coughed violently again.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Scarlet blood was coughing in the boat. His right hand tightly clamped the hilt of the knife, and the blade slowly flew towards the seven figures.

Bang-!

One foot took a step forward and stepped on the sea where time was stopped, splashing a splash of water.

Under the mask of the "king", the old eyes suddenly opened.

Among the seven people who should have been frozen by time, the girl wearing a dark blue robe and black hair like a waterfall took a step forward, opened her arms, blocked the other six people, and looked at him with vigilance and ferocity.

Under the mask, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, he sighed helplessly.

"Your time... I almost forgot that during this time period, you are here too."

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Jialan spoke coldly.

"It doesn't matter who I am." He spoke slowly, "I... come and kill people."

Jialan frowned, and murderous intent burst out in her eyes.

"You want to kill them? Do you dare?"

She reached out and slapped the black box behind her back. The golden spear fell into her hand. The tip of the spear was flashing with a dazzling golden light, and the surging aura rolled up the quiet sea surface again.

The man shook his head.

"I won't kill everyone, I will only kill one person." His old voice echoed in the air, "He must die here... Otherwise, he will become a nightmare for the whole world in the future."

"who?"

The figure with white hair slowly raised his hand and pointed his fingertips at one of the seven people.

Jialan's eyes fell on the man, and his brows became even tighter.

She turned around and said firmly, "I can't let you kill him."

"If he does not die, billions of creatures will die because of him."

"I don't believe it."

"I've seen it."

"I haven't seen it before!" Jialan stared at the eyes under the mask and spoke word by word, "We are the [Night Scene] team, he is one of us. We have made a vow to be invincible under that night...

It is impossible for me to watch my companion die in front of me because of your illusory words.

I believe in each of them.

But I don't believe you."

Jialan held the golden spear in his hand, his eyes full of determination and determination, "Today, as long as I am still here, you can't kill anyone."

On the sea, the old man sitting alone in a lonely boat fell into silence.

"A companion..."

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the old but spotless gray cloak on his body.

In his eyes, deep nostalgia and sorrow appeared... the fingers covered with markings were unconsciously rubbing against a corner of the cloak.

Time seems to be still.

In those muddy eyes, one after another, the young figures who were also wearing gray cloaks, masks of various colors, laughing and scolding...

A smile appeared invisible on the corner of his mouth.

It flashed away.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the figure standing on the sea, holding a spear.

"You really want to stop me?"

"want."

"I finally came back."

"Then please go back."

"I'm not willing."

Galan's eyes emitted a dangerous light.

"Since I'm here, I'm going to do something."

He looked at Jia Lan, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly swung the [Yi Yuan] in his hand... and pierced into the sea below him.

Time flowed on the surface of [Yi Yuan], and was transformed into a huge sword light that was extremely powerful, pouring into the seabed under your feet. Then a huge deep sea vortex extended at everyone's feet!

The rolling sea water rolled up the six figures frozen by time, poured into the vortex, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into the depths of the ocean.

When Jialan saw this scene, her pupils suddenly shrank. She turned around and gritted her teeth to look at the old figure holding a long knife. She held a spear and rushed forward like lightning!

"You can't beat me now."

He shook his head, and the long sword in his palm slashed out again. A sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth almost separated the entire sea area and slashed on Jia Lan's body. Although there was no scar left, the terrifying power contained in it shook it away in the blink of an eye!

Her figure disappeared from the end of her vision.

The broken sea water drizzled from the sky, like a light rain.

The figure sat alone on the boat, coughing violently, slowly putting the long knife into the sheath, and its pale hair fluttered in the wind, indescribable loneliness and desolation.

A long river of time vaguely appeared behind him, and the boat under his feet moved, carrying him and gradually disappeared on the sea.
Chapter completed!