Among the sea clans, there are powerful people.

The frozen ocean is no exception. In this radius of thousands of miles, not only are there thousands of intelligent creatures of the sea clan, but also hundreds of strong men who have reached the level 30 lord level or above and more than 10 holy levels.

Saint level, not every strong man close to level 50 legendary field can claim to be a level. Only strong man who masters forbidden techniques and a variety of ultimate spells or skills can be recognized as a saint and become a saint-level existence!

In the sea clan, there are few legends, and these saints are like the leaders or trump cards of many small forces!

However, at this moment, the remaining power of Emperor Tiandu swept across the sea with Lin Han in meditation.

Those powerful sea clans who have always been high and sit firmly in the palace, either enjoying or practicing, were immediately shocked and lost their inch!

Thousands of miles away, a magnificent and magnificent palace is no less than that of the human royal palace.

The legendary strong man of the mermaid clan, the Black-Eye King Neil, suddenly stopped the joy of the bedroom. After pulling it out from the most famous lady in the mermaid clan, he did not allow the maid to serve him. He twisted his body naked and opened the balcony door like flying, looking to the east.

"What's wrong, my king."

The noble lady asked charmingly, and her snow-white arms gently embraced the strong shoulders of the Black Pupil King slowly kneaded.

"I felt a familiar and powerful aura!" The Black Pupil King stared ahead and murmured to himself: "It makes me miss the aura that I still miss..."

"Hu..." The Black Pupil King took a breath and shouted intently: "Mars!"

With a roar, a nine-headed dragon under the sea suddenly emerged from the mud under the ground and ran nervously to the Black Pupil King: "King! What do you want me to do?"

"Go and see what happened to the frozen ocean!"

Frozen Ocean?

The nine-headed dragon at the bottom of the sea was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "That's more than three thousand miles away."

"Hmph, what is this distance to you? Why don't you go quickly!" The Black Pupil King scolded loudly.

"Okay, okay." As the demon pet of the Black Eye King, the Nine-Headed Dragon under the sea did not dare to disobey the master's orders. After the wings that were huge enough to cover a small town were opened, they suddenly flew out in the sea without ignoring the resistance of the seawater.

The nine-headed dragon under the sea is one of the best speeds in the ocean. In just a few minutes, it entered the frozen ocean.

"Oh my God, this. This!"

As soon as he entered the frozen ocean, the nine-headed dragon under the sea was shocked and spoke.

It felt that the faint aftermath echoed in the sea water was the power and horror that he had never experienced in his master!

The nine-headed dragon under the sea slowed down and landed on the ground. Then he saw a large number of sea tribes of various colors running out of their nests nearby. They gathered together and kept the strange quiet.

"What's going on?" The nine-headed dragon under the sea looked at an old hairy crab-like saint lord and asked in a low voice.

The lord fought a cold war. He looked at the nine-headed dragon under the sea, and the hairy crab who knew its identity respectfully said: "We don't know either. It seems that a powerful person came from the sea to practice. He absorbed all the spiritual energy around him, causing a spiritual energy vortex to form in the entire ocean."

"Besides, the majesty he exuded during his cultivation process made us even more powerful. We couldn't move and we didn't dare to move."

"It's just the power that makes you so scared?" Thinking of the already faint majesty, the nine-headed dragon and nine-headed dragon under the sea shook at the same time, adding several shields to himself, and then ran towards the water.

It wanted to see what kind of powerful power it was that it would destroy the order of the sea clan so unscrupulously.

Just as he was halfway through, Lin Han's cultivation finally reached the end. He felt something breaking with a bang. Lin Han felt comfortable spitting out bubbles in the water and opened his eyes slightly.

In an instant, the last wave and the strongest wave of aftermath shocked.

This wave of remnant power, Lin Han didn't know, brought greater waves under his feet.

The nine-headed dragon under the sea felt this power, and with a muffled groan, he finally saw Lin Han.

Then, looking at Lin Han who was comfortably raised his head and ready to leave, the nine-headed dragon under the sea, the giant beast in the ocean.

Suddenly... I was stupid.

"It's him!"

"It's him!"

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

The nine-headed dragon at the bottom of the sea turned around in a panic and fled to home as fast as he had in his life, completely ignoring the pitiful companions of the sea tribe below.

The Black Pupil King saw the demon pet that was fleeing in a panic, and soon learned everything it saw through thinking sharing.

Immediately, the invincible king in the ocean fell into confusion.

"After ten thousand years, will the human beings who inherit your will and power finally appear?"

"Emperor, Emperor!"

The Black Pupil King laughed out loud, "Your return will definitely make the arrogant gods in the sky again!"

"Look back on the fear and pain you have brought them!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's time to make changes in this world!"

On the sea, if Lin Han knew that he was being missed by the Black Pupil King, he would definitely complain, and the gear of fate was pushed and turned up by himself.

He felt that he had gained something, and the status bar also stated that he had experienced the true meaning of water-based magic. He couldn't help but feel a little happy, but he didn't expect that his talent was so good.

You should know that even if Lin Tian can gain personal cultivation by relying on his apprenticeship, the process will be long and difficult to gain strength by practicing by himself rather than leveling up.

The power gained by the indigenous people through cultivation for twenty, thirty, or even a hundred years is achieved by the power gained by cultivation. Even if the talent is the same as that of others, the treatment is equivalent to that of them. If you repeat this process without even taking detours, you can calculate it for ten years.

And for most players in ten years, it is really not as comfortable and easy as the mission along the way.

That is, Lin Han, because he has the assassin profession and is confident that he can rely on his own power to make himself chew on his treasures and rise up all the way, so he took advantage of the opportunity of Master* to acquire disciples and choose to become a part-time magician.

Back on the boat, Lin Han instantly let the water seed disappear on his body, and then looked at Dalaran.

But I found that my mentor was looking at me with a strange look at me.

"Master?" Lin Han asked in a low voice.

"You..." Master Dalaran looked at Lin Han now, but found that he was still the level 24 little assassin, the little magician who could only be considered an intern.

Master Dalaran did not think that Lin Han was the master of that breath, which was impossible. If Master Dalaran thought, it was probably Lin Han who attracted the attention of the big man by chance and helped him.

"Continue to the next magical practice." Master Dalaran shook his head, feeling that his disciples have their own blessings, and everything goes with the flow. And it seems that the existence attached to Lin Han's side emitted the might of the legends did not have any hostility towards Lin Han, but instead helped Lin Han break through to a realm of magical practice.

Since it is harmless, it would be better not to let Lin Han know.
Chapter completed!