Boom!
The terrifying tornado that swept up the blue sea water like a heavenly pillar was about to destroy everything. In the flickering golden light, it was directly smashed by the mountain-sized Golden Dragon-Elephant Phantom and disappeared without a trace.
Only the countless droplets of water fell down like a rainstorm, creating many ripples on the surface of the sea, but no more waves were created.
The tornado was smashed, but Cheng Hao's Dragon-Elephant Seal, which was supported by the golden Qi and blood power in his body, did not dissipate at the same time. The terrifying Golden Dragon-Elephant Phantom, like the guardian beast of Buddha and Bodhisattva, extended two golden wings from its back. With a gentle flap, it rapidly rushed hundreds of meters away and crashed into a cloud of gray fog.
Puff!
The fog was instantly smashed, and hundreds of gray chilly winds swept wildly in all directions. That was the power of the spirit thoughts. The spirit hidden in the fog was smashed by the Dragon-Elephant Seal and scattered into hundreds of spirit thoughts, trying to escape in all directions.
Cheng Hao watched those spirit thoughts escape and did not attack again. The speed of the spirit thoughts escaping was too fast, and his attacking Divine Sense could not reach that distance. It would be futile to attack again.
"Ghost Immortals are really difficult to deal with. Unless the spirit leaves the body to chase after them, it is really not easy for martial arts experts to kill them!"
Shaking his head regretfully, Cheng Hao stood on the mast and did not immediately come down. Instead, he looked up at the distant sky with a solemn expression.
"Since Your Excellency is here, why don't you come out and meet me?"
"Humph!"
Just as Cheng Hao's voice fell, an extremely majestic voice came violently from the distant sky. The guards on the ship fainted one by one, as if they were poisoned, with their limbs in the air.
"After beating the young one, the old one comes! Your Excellency must be the Peacock King! "
"Humph, you almost scattered my daughter's spirit with one punch. Today, I will kill all of you here!"
Before seeing the Peacock King, that grand, majestic, and oppressive voice rolled over. The sound waves seemed to be substantial, twisting into a wave. Vaguely, the entire sky, the sea water, and the airflow above the sea shook with the Peacock King's voice, giving people a feeling of submission.
"Is this the Ghost Immortal of the Lightning Tribulation? Even if it was just a word or a thought, it could mobilize the power of heaven and earth. The scorching aura in that voice could actually erode the soul. If it wasn't for the fact that my golden Qi and blood was comparable to an ordinary immortal after the Blood Transformation, I'm afraid that just that voice alone would have damaged my soul! "
After carefully sensing the strength of the two, Cheng Hao could clearly tell that the Peacock King was a Ghost Immortal who had survived several Thunder Tribulations. Even if he used his trump card, the Undying Emperor's Fist, he would not be able to defeat the Peacock King. This time, he was in trouble.
"Peacock King, this should be one of your incarnations, right? Didn't you come out to the sea this time to hunt down the Sect Master of the Supreme Daoist Sect, Meng Shenji? Aren't you afraid that your Dao Arts will be damaged after fighting with us here? "
Just as Cheng Hao was gathering all the golden blood energy in his body and even beginning to gather the golden divine power in his dantian, Chan Yinsha bent down, gathered her strength, and suddenly shouted.
"Is he even worthy of hunting down my Sect Leader? My Sect Leader is only busy with his eighth Thunder Tribulation and can't be bothered with them. Peacock King, come up if you have the guts. Let's continue fighting! "
At this moment, in the sky, a fiery cloud appeared faintly. From the fiery cloud, a huge dragon claw with a radius of three to four miles hung down!
The scales on the dragon claw were like burning lava. The wide scales were full of energy. This was not a shadow of a Dao Art, but a real red dragon.
"Nine Fiery Dragon, once I've settled my daughter, I'll definitely get rid of you!"
With the appearance of the red dragon, the Peacock King, who had been controlling the entire scene and suppressing everything, could no longer maintain his calm voice. He seemed unwilling to fight with the red dragon in the sky. The Soul Avatar hidden in the void suddenly turned into a black sword light and disappeared into the horizon.
"You want to leave? Not so easy!"
Seeing that the Soul Avatar of the Peacock King turned into a black sword light and wanted to leave, the red dragon in the sky suddenly became spirited. It set off a scorching red wave in the void. Its huge body was like a huge red mountain, and it quickly chased in the direction of the Peacock King's escape.
As the Peacock King and the Crimson Dragon left one after another, the world regained its clarity. The entire sea was calm and tranquil as if nothing had happened. The burning aura of the flames also dispersed in all directions, and gradually, there was no sound.
Phew!
Cheng Hao couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he saw that the enemy had retreated. This time, the Peacock King's strength had indeed brought him quite a bit of pressure. It also allowed him to have a clear understanding of the true powerhouses of this world.
"Damn it, I thought that with my current strength, I could at least protect myself in this world. I didn't expect that when I meet a real expert, I'm still not strong enough!"
Today's battle was like a dream. It gave him too many surprises.
The strength of a real Dao Art expert was so shocking!
Today, Cheng Hao really understood what it meant to say that there was always someone better than you.
Jumping down from the mast, Cheng Hao was in a bad mood. In the face of a real Lightning Tribulation expert, it seemed that it was difficult for him to have a real Divine Sense. Especially when the red dragon said that his Sect Master would undergo eight Lightning Tribulations, Cheng Hao clearly understood how deep the water in this world was.
Every Lightning Tribulation was a transformation of the realm. What level would one's strength reach after undergoing eight Lightning Tribulations? Perhaps it was no different from a real Immortal.
"Cheng Hao, are you okay?" Seeing that Cheng Hao had been silent with a gloomy expression since he came down from the mast, Hong Yi asked worriedly.
Shaking his head, Cheng Hao turned to look at Chan Yinsha, who also had a lingering fear. "Do you know how many Lightning Tribulations the Peacock King has undergone?"
"I can't be sure, but he must have undergone at least three or even four Lightning Tribulations. Otherwise, he would not have the guts to chase after the Dream Divine Machine, even if the Dream Divine Machine is in a weakened state." Chan Yinsha shook her head.
Seeing that both Cheng Hao and Hong Yi were interested in the Dream Divine Machine, Chan Yinsha did not hide anything and continued, "The Dream Divine Machine is a Creator who has undergone seven Lightning Tribulations. The dragon was a life form created by him using the Void Creation technique. At this level, even if it is in a weakened state after undergoing the Lightning Tribulations, it is not something a Ghost Immortal like the Peacock King can deal with!"
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