Chapter 577: Tiger father, tiger son

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The Horn of the Sea on the shore of the giant sea, the scene at this time is even more tragic than a large battlefield. The original dark brown surging sea, with dazzling bright red, belongs to the heroic sacrifice of the Haicuozong Most of them are extremely young, even less than twenty years old. They were once the pride of their parents, and they were admired and envious practitioners.
　　 For Yuan Chuan, who is kneeling on the ground, it is no longer important to have Dao bones, because in a person's life, there are always things that allow you to overcome the eternal dark fear of death.
　　The glory of the Sea Cuo Sect is to guard the Sea Moon Cliff, only death will not retreat!
　　 This is more important than their lives.
Above the sky, the Roshan Great Demon King's beam broke, tearing the blood moon, and crossing the vast distance directly from the void outside the domain, with a full array of Radiant Army and Night Dire Division descending from the sky, his huge body obscured the scorching sun in the sky, It was like a sinking continent, leaving a large shadow on Haiyue Cliff.
Liang Po was very angry, unprecedented anger. He was rarely angry in his life, because there were few things that could make him care, and the scene below is enough to make Zhao Yu, the lord of Great Xia, extremely angry, so Liang Po is also angry .
　　 Therefore, the angry Roshan Demon's wings slammed backwards, and the speed of the violent fall was even greater. After friction with the air, a long tail flame was formed, just like a huge falling meteor!
　　 "Supernatural powers. Thunder shock!"
　　 Yuan Chuan raised his head and saw the behemoth that was falling from the top, which was veiled at high speed, with an unparalleled momentum, sweeping across the country. He suddenly laughed, tears, blood, and smile mixed together, looking extremely embarrassed and crazy.
After that, Yuan Chuan placed Yuan Jiang’s headless body carefully on the ground, slowly climbed up from the ground, picked up a stainless steel sword that was rushed back to the rear with the sea water after the death of a monk from the Sea Cuosong, and bit it firmly. Lips, toward the giant sea of ​​giant waves rolling forward, strode forward!
　　 "Young Sect Master! Don't go, withdraw, withdraw, the people of the court are here, the Horn of Sea Moon is saved!"
The surviving disciples of Haicuozong, who formed a line of defense along the road, desperately resisting the ocean currents, all roared in an attempt to stop Yuan Chuan from rushing forward, but the latter remained unmoved, still laughing wildly and striding forward, and then hoarse. , But shouted out from his mouth with a heroic voice:
　　 "Hai Cuozong has always been loyal to Da Xia, loyal to the human race. If you want to flood the inland, you will step over my body!"
　　 Yuan Chuan’s roar brought shocking power, and then he stepped heavily on the ground, holding the steel sword in his hand above his head, and slashed forward violently!
　　 "Supernatural power. Zhanchuan!"
A blue-and-white river was cut directly from Yuan Chuan’s stainless steel sword, bringing him back to his own pride and spirit, and unexpectedly tore the giant sea waves that were overturning in front of him to both sides. Like a huge sword, it pierced into the roaring sea of ​​anger.
　　 A large number of long-haired water ghosts were torn into pieces one after another, and Yuan Chuan, who roared in bursts, continued to bully him and rushed into the sea with the river.
At the end of the river that was cut out, there was a lonely head with a Chinese character face. Perhaps the vast power of the great master remained after his death. Therefore, the long-haired water ghosts were wandering outside one after another. They did not dare to approach directly, but became successful. Constantly hovering in groups to narrow the encirclement.
Manpower is exhausted, even if Yuan Chuan cut out the magical powers of Chuan Chuan that he had never released before. In the end, the river that was chopped out was washed away by the turbulent water, but Yuan Chuan's body had already appeared there. Next to the head, he gently hugged his head in his arms, and then murmured:
　　 "Father, I'll take you home."
At this moment, his spine was straighter than ever before, just like the well-known green pine in Ganzhou, but the next breath, countless long-haired water ghosts no longer hesitate, and each sharp claw instantly pierced Yuan Chuan from all directions. Body, the latter uttered a muffled snort, but clung to Yuan Jiang's head firmly.
　　 Suddenly, Yuan Chuan’s eyes widened suddenly, his pupils swelled and shrank, and then gradually distracted, because a sharp claw pierced his back and crushed his beating heart.
　　 At this point, Hai Cuozong Yuan, his father and son died in battle, no one said that Hai Cuozong was a tiger father and a dog son, because they were all heroes who should be remembered by Daxia.
　　 In the next second, the Great Demon King of Roshan, Liang Po, carrying infinite potential energy, directly smashed into the giant sea before Haiyue Cliff.
The meteor fell, the supernatural power thunder shock was violently released, waves of visible ripples swept outwards, countless waves of the giant sea rushing towards the horn of the sea moon, centered on the Roshan Devil, directly rolled back toward the rear, The entire coast of the Giant Sea seemed to be cut directly by a sharp blade, even forming a very strange vacuum zone.
　　 Break the beam, cut the waves, break the sea!
　　 In front of the Horn of the Sea and Moon, there appeared the strongest dam in summer!
With the forward impact of the magical power ripples, countless long-haired water ghosts in the entire sea water were directly shaken into dust, making the sea water of the Giant God Sea dark, even the ghost king with the same huge body. Under the impact of wave after wave, they all kept retreating towards the rear, screaming, because it was only instinctive, and on the front of the tyrannical body that was bigger than him, he felt a full-bodied threat.
The waves over Shanghai Yueya were cut off and sent back. The Haicuozong sect, which had been washed by the sea on the entire cliff, revealed the devastated land again. The entire sect was extremely tragic, and there were many Haicuozong stacked everywhere. The icy corpses of the monks.
Tens of thousands of disciples were still alive with swords at this time, less than a thousand people. Looking at the back of the Great Demon King Roshan in front of him, they all fell directly to the ground, their expressions dull, without the excitement and joy of the rest of their lives. It's just sorrow that is so rich that it can't be overcome.
　　 "Little Sovereign!"
Suddenly, a scream sounded, and everyone turned their heads, only to see a young man with a national character face, wearing a blue robe of Haicuozong, lying on his back on the ground, the boss with his eyes wide open, but his face was no longer bloody, a lot of blood stained. The ground underneath was red, almost forming a small pool of blood.
　　 Yuan Chuan has lost all his vitality, but his hands clasped Yuan Jiang’s head tightly and clung to it!
The sorrow sounded from the rear, passed into Liang Po's ears, and then the emperor's guard, who was calm and indifferent, raised the heavy fist that looked like two mountains again, and continued to smash forward. under.
　　 Liang Po once again used practical actions to express his anger.
　　 The second wave of thunder shock blasted forward again, and the Giant Sea continued to form a huge tsunami.
　　 It's just this tsunami, the direction of the impact is the Inland Sea, it is Mi, and Bai Mingxiu sitting on its head!