It was not as earth-shaking as the heart of molten fire summoned by the Great Magician, but the soft sound of waves slowly echoed on this battlefield.

Accompanied by the sword shadow in the Shuilan Jian's hand, a blue sea and blue sky appeared incredibly behind him.

At this moment, the omnipresent frozen air disappeared, and the blue ocean and the blue sky appeared on the snow-white earth out of thin air.

It was the gentlest color in the memory of Shuilan Jian. For many years, he has lived on such a beach, watching the sun rise and set every day, and the tide rises and falls.

Widths of light breeze blew the floating clouds in the sky, crossing the empty sky, covering up the blazing sunlight. He liked to sit by the sea like that, watching the waves of the sea all day long and watching the seagulls flying in the air.

I want to be a fish and swim freely in the sea; I want to be a bird and fly freely on the sea. It is precisely with such romantic ideas that seem unrealistic to others that he practices swords by the sea year after year and listens to the sound of the sea.

There is no opponent that must be defeated, nor does it have to fulfill the responsibilities. He just simply wants to fly, wants to go to the sea, and wants to be one with the ocean he likes.

So, at some point, he began to become very strong and was called the Sea Blue Sword Saint. He could breathe freely in the sea or fly in the air for a long time.

But that was not enough, he wanted to go deeper into the sea and higher sky to see more scenery.

So he began to travel along the coastline of his hometown.

From the ice ocean in the far north to the warm and humid southern coast, to the western coast where the Great Pyramids are erected everywhere in the desert, he almost circled the entire continent and saw all kinds of seas and people living by the sea.

During the trip, he became best friends with the former mercenary union president who was about to leave, and promised him to be the next mercenary union president for a brief period until the heir chosen by the former mercenary union president truly grew up.

This should have been a very easy job, but the mainland has not had a big dispute for decades. The position of mercenary union president has become an optional decoration. He can even live freely on the coast of his hometown, and only read the reports sent from various places every month.

The one who is really doing the practice is actually the young heir chosen by the former mercenary union president. It is just because his strength is not enough to truly convince the public that he, the swordsman, temporarily served as the union president.

No matter what era, the identity of a super strong man is enough to be convincing. So even if he doesn't actually manage union affairs, the entire union will still operate well.

A level eight sword saint, whose title can make the entire mercenary union have no objection. The Shui Lan Jian, who accepted the commission from his old friend, lived a casual and relaxed life as a president. He lived a leisurely morning in his hometown watching the sea every day and listening to the sound of waves.

However, things in the world were impermanent, and he was eventually involved in the war that took place in the Land of Lament and completely fell. Those who died with him were also the strong men from the entire continent at that time, including the dark race alliances overseas.

The result of that battle is not well known, and many people even think that he, the swordsman, is just traveling again as before. Only those who really participated in that war understand what a terrifying and tragic war it was.

Almost no one was saved. No one survived, even those who survived were full of trauma. Some super strong men who had once stood at the top of their profession died with their eyes open, and some once confident warriors fell into the huge maze with blood. Even the bones could not be taken back.

"Sure enough, I still want to go back and see the sea in my hometown..." Jingjing held the sword in my hand, and the expression of nostalgia on Shui Lanjian's face was full of nostalgia.

It is precisely because I have lost it and because I have died once, I can find things that I didn’t notice when I was alive.

The soft waves, the fine sand, the little crabs that crawl on the beach at the tide, and even the reefs and aquatic plants are so cute when recalled.

Shuilan Jian rarely has the obsession with defeating anything. He doesn't like killing people, and he has no interest in fighting for the battle, including participating in this gem war. He doesn't care so much about reincarnation in the next generation. It can be said that he is more of a gem girl around him and only participates in the war at will.

However, at this moment, under the suppression of the huge Six Flower God Emblem spinning in the sky, in the terrifying and oppressive sense that everyone could feel, Shui Lan Jian realized that he was also a little unwilling to accept it.

Then, just draw your sword! In order to survive, to be able to go to the beach where the sea is always smelling a little salty sea breeze, his eternal hometown.

With one step, just one step, the Water Blue Sword crossed thousands of meters away and appeared next to the Liuhua Divine Emblem at a teleportation speed.

The armed forces called "Sky Chase" gave him the ability to ignore all air resistance, which brought his speed to an incredible level.

The sword rises, the clouds rise, and the flowers fall.

Thousands of water-blue sword waves turned into huge waves, and they cut out countless pieces of the Six Flower Divine Emblem suspended in the air.

There is no doubt that this is the most terrifying attack that Liuhua Divine Emblem has encountered so far. The power contained in the Water Blue Sword is not the most tough, but it has a silent shock that moistens the object, destroying the body of Liuhua Divine Emblem from the slightest part.

As countless pieces of ice crystals flew, the Liuhua Divine Emblem began to rotate at high speed, gathering more powerful frozen air in a crazily manner, releasing a large amount of dust like a diamond.

It is a death powder that can freeze people's spirits. The lava balls bombarded from the ground will be frozen as soon as they enter the coverage of these powders, and then fall heavily, turning into a huge ice hockey and hitting the ground.

However, the characteristics of the Water Blue Sword just restrain such frozen air. The sword that the Sea Blue Sword Saint bred during the sea viewing process was like the sea, and at the same time had soft and unaffected characteristics.

The water-blue sword waves and diamond-like dust passed through without affecting each other, and then hit the Six Flower God Emblem in the high-speed rotation continuously.

The Soft Water - This is the mystery of this sword. Even in the face of a volcanic eruption, you can calmly use the soft sword intent of the sea and sky color. Just like the Water Blue Sword himself, you will not panic no matter when.

Kuya, who had just been born, does not have the sword intent of this power to freeze.

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