The Sea Eagle Tribe, a powerful holy beast tribe entrenched on the coastline.

In this vast land, although humans occupy a large amount of rich and vast land, the larger area has been dominated by many powerful holy beasts. After all, humans have gone from the food stage of being hunted by ferocious beasts to the predator stage until now. In just a thousand years and a thousand years of development, even if the development speed is rapid, they still cannot compare with ferocious beasts and holy beasts that have dominated this continent for tens of thousands of years.

At least, like the Sky Mountains near the Holy Land of Tianshui Palace, the polar ice fields of the Snow Field Empire, the Thunder God Mountains on the ASEAN border, and the hopeless swamp of the Sith Empire, these places have been forbidden areas for human cultivators so far. The most core area among them is that even the sword holy-level strong men in the human world dare not break in at will.

This is the case in the mainland, let alone outside the mainland, it has never been a vast sea area that the human world can enter. Some powerful creatures living in that huge ocean, even if Pope Sith, the most powerful man in the mainland, go there, may be killed to the point where the corpse is gone.

The air patrol warships and Xueluan were both extremely fast, and they were rushing down at lightning. In just one day and one night, the vast coastline of the Western Continent was already far away. The sea, which seemed to be unable to see any end, emerged from everyone's vision.

"The ocean, this field, has always been a forbidden area for humans. The sacred beasts entrenched in it are so powerful that even the sword holy rank strong people are not sure to force the leap with their personal strength."

Looking at this vast sea area, the sea and sky are the same color. Xi Fenglie, the ruler of the Snowfield Empire, sighed.

Seeing this vast sea area, the horizon without any end, even though he, the second strongest man in the continent, could not help but feel a tide of thought.

"ocean……"

The Floating Sword Saint said nothing. The Divine Selected Swordsman Academy was built on an island. He had long been tired of seeing the so-called ocean.

"The Sea Eagle Tribe. It should be almost here."

Colos looked at the gaze flying along the coastline to prey on sea eagles and muttered to himself.

The Sea Eagle Tribe is not the Xueluan Tribe. This tribe has a large number of members. It is definitely millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions. However, not every sea eagle has strong potential to be promoted to the realm of holy beasts and join the core of the real sea eagle tribe. At least most of the sea eagle seen by a few people are only equivalent to the level of ordinary ferocious beasts, and even a few high-level ferocious beasts are there.

After flying for a long time, Xue Luan, who was leading the way in front, turned around and stepped into the sea and flew towards a large island in the middle of the sea.

This large island is not far from the coast, but there are towering cliffs on both sides of the island. It is impossible for ordinary ships to stop. The dangers of the cliffs are even high-level swordsmen. Apart from the road in the air, basically no one can enter the island with their own efforts.

As soon as the patrol warship of the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy appeared near the island, it immediately aroused the alert of the Sea Eagle Tribe. In less than a moment, more than thirty holy beast-level sea eagles rushed into the void and surrounded the air patrol warship. The leader of the one reached the level of the Sword Saint. The spread of their wings was more than ten meters wide, as if a suppressed cloud, bringing people an inexplicable psychological pressure.

Seeing these dozens of sea eagles, Xue Luan, who was flying in front, hurriedly greeted him, tweeting him, as if he was talking to the sea eagle. After a while, the Sword Saint-level Sea Eagle understood the purpose of Wang Ting and others, flew out of the team, glanced at several people, and after realizing that there were several Sword Saint-level strong men on this air patrol warship, his expression was slightly humane and solemn.

"His Majesty Mu Qingshuang is no longer in our Sea Eagle Tribe. You go back. Our Sea Eagle Tribe does not welcome you humans."

The attitude of this sword saint-level holy beast was not friendly, and even issued a direct order to expel guests to everyone.

Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Polar Sigh snorted coldly and was about to question again.

However, Xi Fenglie shook his head slightly at this time: "Don't act rashly. This sea eagle tribe is much stronger than we imagined. Just now, I had already felt the powerful aura that flashed away by the eight-legged essay. Each aura is not inferior to the sword holy rank powerhouse, the strength of the sword holy beasts in the air. Once such a powerful force is provoked, it will definitely be an unbearable disaster for us."

"Eight Sword Saint-level Holy Beasts!"

This number made the sword saints present condense slightly at the same time.

"What should we do? They actually refuse to tell Mu Qingshuang's whereabouts? Moreover, the eight sword saints are not something we can resist..."

Li Xiaoyun frowned, and for a moment he didn't know how to face the situation in front of him.

"What they said is true."

At this time, Wang Ting suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"Mu Qingshuang is indeed no longer in the Sea Eagle Tribe. There is some vague sense between me and Mu Qingshuang. With such a close range, I should be able to sense one or two. However, I did not feel Mu Qingshuang's breath in this Sea Eagle Tribe's island."

"There is a sense between you and Mu Qingshuang?"

Several great sword saints looked at Wang Ting in surprise.

There is actually a sense between him and Mu Qingshuang?

It seems that the rumored news from the outside world is indeed true. The relationship between Wang Ting and Mu Qingshuang is really extraordinary. In this way, the chances of them inviting Mu Qingshuang to join the team this time are much higher.

"Wait, the holy beasts of the Xueluan tribe are not saying that Mu Qingshuang is only temporarily setting up in the Sea Eagle Tribe. The destination is to go to the central continent opposite the ocean. Could it be that she has set out now?"

Kolos spoke suddenly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the sword saint-level sea eagle.

"Yes, Mu Qingshuang has indeed gone out to sea and headed east."

"How long have you been away?"

"It's less than a day."

"In less than a day."

Several powerful swordsmans looked at each other and said at the same time: "Let's catch up. Mu Qingshuang is the key to dealing with Pope Sith. Only the sword of sword intent she has comprehended can pose a threat to Pope Sith. If she hadn't, even if the swordsman we present joined forces, we might not be able to compete with the existence of Pope Sith, the Mahayana sword."

"That's all, catch up."

The Floating Sword Saint also made a quick decision. For a moment, the air patrol warship immediately turned around and chased the east.

Originally, they didn't know whether to invite Mu Qingshuang or not, but when they learned that Mu Qingshuang was heading to the Central Continent, they had already planned to give up. After all, their purpose was to prevent Mu Qingshuang from falling into the hands of Pope Sith. If Mu Qingshuang left the Western Continent, Pope Sith's threat to her would be self-defeating. They no longer had the reason to let Mu Qingshuang intervene in this battle.

But now, after learning that the obviously extraordinary and close relationship between Wang Ting and Mu Qingshuang, their minds have changed. In any case, they must keep Mu Qingshuang. One thing is to come up with an extra peerless master who fights against the Sith Pope. On the other hand, they may have hope in the future and get some mystery of the sword spirit realm from Mu Qingshuang.

These two points, no matter which point, force them to continue chasing.

...

The ocean is vast and endless. Not to mention the patrol warship, even the Sun and Moon God Ship, which is more powerful and faster than the patrol warship, will take one month or even two months to cross the sea to travel to the Central Continent. During these two months, no one dares to guarantee that he will not encounter any danger.

If you encounter some powerful holy beasts, it would be better. You are afraid of encountering various storms and thunderstorms shrouded in the ocean.

These storms and thunderstorms are not formed by ordinary natural climate, but the residual divine power left by the great monarch of the sword fighting with the gods. The divine power is raging, forming various storms. These storms often produce extremely powerful creatures. Some creatures, even sword saint-level powerful people, cannot compete with them. Once they encounter them, they will basically be a devastating blow.

Fortunately, Mu Qingshuang entered the marine field for a short time. With the patrol warship sailing at full speed, she is estimated to be able to catch up within three days, but in three days, she will not enter the most dangerous area in the marine field.

"There are so many powerful creatures. The ferocious beast that just now is a shark? I have seen a shark. Ordinary sharks have the strength that is not inferior to ferocious beasts. But that shark is not only silver-white, with a body length of more than 40 meters. What's even more terrifying is his ability to control water. Even if I have the strength of the Sword Saint level, if I fight him in the water, I'm afraid it will be a bit of a disaster."

"I've really experienced it. I've only been in the sea for three days now, and I've seen so many marine creatures, most of which have the strength of the Sword Saint level. It's ridiculous that we think that if we have the strength of the Sword Saint level, we can surround the continent. Now it seems that in this vast world, we can only be considered frogs in the well at best."

Colos and Li Xiaoyun sighed that they were also the peak of ASEAN, but what they heard and saw in the past few days had touched them a lot.

Compared with the sighs of others, the Lord of the Polar Land was a little dissatisfied at this moment: "Wang Ting, is there any problem with your senses? It has been three days now, and I haven't seen Mu Qingshuang's shadow yet."

Wang Ting glanced at the Lord of the Polar Land and looked calm: "It's almost done, I feel that he is near."

"oh?"

As soon as these words came out, even Xi Fenglie finally turned his gaze: "Are you sure?"

Wang Ting nodded.

It seemed to be to confirm his statement that when the patrol warship passed through the clouds, a figure riding a flying holy beast suddenly appeared in the field of vision of several people.
Chapter completed!