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Chapter 641: At Sea


In the far west, on the highest peak in the world.

More than ten meters of ice had condensed on the top of the mountain.

A faint icy white mist floated here and there.

The air was hazy, making everything unreal.

These ice cubes have absorbed the extremely cold air on the mountain peaks, becoming even colder and indestructible.

However, almost every second, the ice is breaking, and then refreezes at the next microscopic moment.

The ice cubes are not only broken from the surface, but are also being broken and reorganized deep inside at any time.

Under the ice cubes, for some unknown reason, small black bulges will extend out of the hard black rock at all times, and the bulges will slowly change.

Big, expanding upward, left, and right.

Countless bulges appeared, and slow and small changes everywhere finally formed a picture that would be extremely shocking to anyone who saw it.

The mountains are growing The mountains are getting higher and higher The ice is getting thicker The mountain peak is the body of the Peak King and the source of all his energy.

In other words, the Peak King is getting stronger and will not get stronger all the time.

As the mountain grows, the breath leaked from the mountain becomes colder.

Not only is the air everywhere frozen and solidified, but even the churning sea to the west of the mountain shows signs of condensation.

The black sea water near the west side of the mountain was like a beaten eggplant.

The surging waves were very small and seemed to have no power.

After an unknown period of time, the waves finally calmed down and a thin layer of black ice appeared on the surface.

The frozen sea surface is only the area closest to the mountain peak.

Although it is as large as five or six miles in radius, it is too insignificant compared with this vast ocean.

Continuing westward from the frozen sea, the sea regained its strength, with black waves rolling and waves raging.

Above the rolling waves, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time white lightning streaked through the sky, illuminating the surging black sea.

Above the sea, under the clouds.

A majestic shadow stands between heaven and earth, like a majestic mountain that can never be shaken.

It towers over the sky and is as high as the sky and as wide as the earth.

Not far in front of this shadow stood an unruly figure.

This is an old monk with a slight stoop, wearing a yellow cassock in tatters.

There are deep wounds on his head, but there is no blood flowing out, and the flesh and blood inside cannot be seen, just like cracks.

The old monk looked very embarrassed, and his clasped hands had been shaking for an unknown amount of time.

It could be seen that he was working hard to straighten his back, and his tired and cracked head was covered with big beads of sweat.

The sea water next to the old monk was as dull and awkward as him, and he didn't even dare to stir up the waves.

"Buddha King, do you see clearly?"

The majestic figure moved slightly, and the huge waves came overwhelmingly.

The old monk tried to stand firm again, and wisps of golden Buddha light emerged from the broken body.

There was a lot of golden light, but it was not systematic.

It was quickly extinguished by the water waves in the air.

The black wave came, and the old monk had only time to shut up.

On the eyes. boom The seawater under the old monk's body dropped tens of meters out of thin air, and a round pit appeared.

The surrounding seawater surged for a long time and could not fill it.

The waves avoided the old monk, so he did not become more embarrassed.

"What to look at" The old monk's voice was just like his appearance, old and tired.

"Look at this world" A loud voice came from the towering shadow.

The surrounding waves suddenly solidified, and the waves that jumped into the air before falling into the water were also nailed in the air, maintaining the appearance of waves, frozen by a layer of white cold air.

On the sea surface, streams of extremely cold air flowed rapidly towards the sea.

Spreading in all directions, everything in its path was frozen, and a thin layer of black ice spread into the distance.

An ordinary middle-aged man walked out of the huge figure.

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He was looking at the Buddha King with a smile.

"I can't see clearly, how about you?"

the old monk asked without any surprise at the middle-aged man's appearance, still lowering his head.

"I can't see clearly, but I can see that there are problems here and here."

King Feng pointed to the ground and then to the sky.

"You can't go down here, you can't go up here."

"There is also a problem here."

King Feng finally put his finger on his chest and said with a painful expression.

"What else did you see?"

King Buddha asked.

"And this sea is huge and scary."

The two "ta"s of King Feng have the same pronunciation, but King Buddha can hear the difference.

The different words spoken by King Feng have completely different meanings.

King Feng keeps freezing the sea in order to say these short words. , how could such a low-level problem arise?

The Buddha King was silent in a rare moment.

He didn't say anything and silently arranged the cassock on his body.

Although it was just an illusion of energy, it was a belief he had adhered to for countless years.

"Stop pretending, you actually want to know, right?

Yes, I saw the energy level of this sea, no more, no less, a hundred units."

As soon as King Feng finished speaking, the seawater under his feet trembled suddenly, and the thin layer of ice on the surface shook like silk, with layer after layer of ripples appearing.

"That's a bit much, how many do you have?"

King Buddha seemed unconcerned, but in fact, wrinkles appeared on his forehead, causing the cracks on his head to expand again.

"If I recovered, it would have been fifty, but now it's only in the forties."

"With more than forty times the energy of the god-level limit, I am worthy of the Peak King.

I don't regret losing."

King Buddha said lightly.

In fact, he didn't care about being defeated by the Peak King.

He was more worried about the problem of the sea.

If the Peak King didn't As for lying to him, this sea is too scary.

The energy is one hundred times the limit of the god level, twice as much as the peak king, the strongest among the king levels.

Judging from the information obtained so far, the sea is directly controlled by the heaven and the earth.

The intention is self-evident, and the ice general They are the same, for destruction, to destroy everything.

King-level people only choose camps when they have no choice, but this is not the case with this sea and the ice generals.

They seem to have no consciousness of their own.

It can also be said that the world is their consciousness.

They are more like puppets who do not know any feelings.

"Don't worry, you are about to leave, let's talk about your wish."

King Feng stared at the Buddha King, his tone was a little reluctant.

There were only four kings in this world.

As the same kind of existence, in just a short time Within a short period of time, the four kings found a sense of belonging in this strange world.

However, due to the limitations of heaven and earth, he had to kill a king with his own hands.

What is the difference between this and stabbing himself?

No, it hurt more than stabbing himself.

This was the first time that King Feng clearly felt the pain.

"You're almost out of time."

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King Buddha stared at the trembling ocean at the feet of King Feng and spoke very slowly.

"Yes."

King Feng saw through King Buddha's intention at a glance, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

King Buddha was really an old fool.

He was about to die and still had so many messy thoughts.

"Then let me fight for humanity again."

A strong fighting spirit reappeared in the Buddha King: