Gu Yue touched his chin, then cast his eyes back onto the light curtain, his eyes full of solemnity.

"The Palace Master is not here, and the Palace Master's jade plaque is the most important. Everyone closely monitors every inch of the light curtain to ensure that the Heavenly Soul Tournament is carried out normally!" Gu Yue gave an order.

Then, he took Han Wulong back and whispered: "Don't worry, Master Han, this kid Su Yi will not be cleaned up by these little fish and shrimps! Just wait and see how it changes!"

Han Wulong pointed his head slightly, recalled what the ordinary elders said just now, and said ruthlessly: "Elder Gu Yue, I will listen to you. If those wastes say a few more words, it just so happens that the Lord Duanmu Palace is not here, and I, Han Wulong, will kill them immediately!"

At this moment, Long Poshan, Luo Wuya and a group of princes and elders walked to Gu Yue at this moment, with a very serious expression: "Master Han first relieves his anger. What happened? Why did the Lord Duanmu Palace leave suddenly?"

Gu Yue shook his head gently, thinking that Jun Haotian was the disciple who dived the deepest, and said, "The Palace Master is going to 20,000 meters first. It seems that there should be a strange phenomenon below 20,000 meters! Is Jun Haotian okay?"

On the light curtain, Jun Haotian had dived to a depth of 8,000 meters, and was descending at a decent speed, leaving all the light spots behind him far behind.

"Haotian is still continuing and currently maintains first place. Most of the alchemy and weapon refining projects are gathered in the circle of 3,000 to 4,000 meters, which is expected. Most of the soul-controlling people are still at a depth of 5,000 to 6,000 meters, which is a bit strange."

Luo Wuya looked at Gu Yue, stroked his beard, and said in confusion.

"There is no problem with the ranking, but the speed and depth of the soul-controlling troops are a little wrong?" A strange light flashed in Long Poshan's eyes, standing beside him.

"Why is it wrong? Elder Long?"

Hearing this, Han Wulong, who felt the strange signs, was slightly stunned. His tall and burly body shook, and he seemed to feel the unusualness at the bottom of the sea.

"I can't say it, but the disciples of the Heavenly Palace should not be only five or six thousand meters away from soul refining and weapon refining at this time." Long Poshan's sleeves swayed, and his vicissitudes of life trembled.

"hiss!"

Han Wulong frowned, flew to the light curtain again, and stopped and looked carefully.

Under the sea breeze, the light curtain swayed in the sky like a piece of paper. Han Wulong carefully studied the situation of the Heavenly Soul Racing in front of him, turned around and said to everyone.

"Yes! As Elder Long said! Most of the soul-controlling people are only between five and six thousand meters."

As we all know, the soul energy required for daily soul control is several times that of alchemy and weapon refining, so the depth of diving in the Broken Sword Sea should be several times that of alchemy and weapon refiners.

One to seven thousand meters is the range of alchemy and weapon refining, and most people gather between three to five thousand meters and five thousand meters, without any abnormality.

But further down, the rules of the Heavenly Soul Control Competition are that it is only seven thousand meters that the Soul Control Competition is the range of the Soul Control Competition, which is a bit weird.

"A lot of our disciples in the Heavenly Palace have gone down are personal disciples. Can they only swim to a place of five or six thousand meters? They can't even reach seven thousand meters?" Gu Yue was a little puzzled.

With such questions, all the princes and elders and the elders on the side began to gather soul energy and began to prepare.

"It seems that the Palace Master is right, it's unusual! Everyone, be prepared! Wait for the Palace Master's order." Gu Yue gave the order.

"Yes!" All the elders looked serious and had already smelled a little bad signal in the air.

The Broken Sword Sea is located between three to four thousand meters.

"Bang bang bang!"

The fishy and sweet sea water kept surging around, and the continuous sound of sound explosions at the bottom of the water shocked the disciples of the Yutian Palace on both sides of the high platform.

More than a dozen people were besieging a white dragon. Su Yi was majestic and his soul was sweeping overwhelmingly, just like the mighty momentum that spanned the sky and the earth caused the coral stones on the bottom of the sea to instantly crack and shatter. This shocking power cannot be described in words.

"Su Yi is too strong, and he didn't see any soul skills he used. He actually fought dozens of people back and forth with the dozen people and firmly gained the upper hand!" The disciple of the Heavenly Palace whispered in a low voice, looking up from time to time.

"Stop looking, refine the alchemy quickly! Who is Su Yi? Who are you? Don't meddle in other people's business!" A disciple of the Heavenly Palace scolded his colleagues around him.

"Aowoo!"

I saw that the white dragon god's soul, which was snow-white all over, was almost real, was constantly spraying huge sound waves in the air, and the violent energy ripples were rippling wildly like the substance.

Suddenly, accompanied by the huge impact of the terrifying vortex, the destructive power generated under the Broken Sword Sea immediately made more than a dozen disciples of the Heavenly Palace feel scared and their bodies staggered!

"not good!"

More than a dozen people looked up in an instant, but only saw the huge body of the White Dragon God walking in the air, like a heavy shell pressing on the bodies of more than a dozen brothers in the Heavenly Palace.

Suddenly, the soul pressure around the dozen disciples of the Heavenly Palace shattered directly like a piece of light paper. The power of the sky, under the huge beast tail of the White Dragon God, directly shattered the sea stones from three to four thousand meters away.

There was a loud noise and sand and gravel were everywhere.

Just as mountains and rivers were overturned, more than a dozen disciples of the Heavenly Palace were locked in place by a terrifying aura, unable to move, and the soul energy crushed on their bodies was instantly sucked in by the terrifying airflow vortex around them.

"Su Yi, don't be proud, we are just the first batch!"

"There are a lot of people behind you, waiting to catch you! I want to show off in our Heavenly Palace, but I have no way to do it!"

"Ah! My legs! The dragon let me go!"

"Su Yi, you thief, you must die a bad death! Use my God of Guarding the Mountain in the Heavenly Palace to deal with us!"

Before he finished speaking, several fire dragon-like training in Su Yi's hand had been formed, and directly hit the disciples of the Heavenly Palace, and suddenly burst into tears.

The alchemy and weapon refiners who were concentrating below were full of horror, and they all lowered their heads, dared not say anything, and were unwilling to read again.

"Bang bang!"

The Hunyuan Supreme Ability in his body was activated again, and Wuru's Heaven-Driving Art also swept across the entire circle in an instant. People in the entire circle had already witnessed Su Yi's instant killing everyone, and they were all gasping for a cold air.

Another violent and terrifying fire-attribute energy storm was set off around Su Yi, and his body rushed out like a stream of light, and instantly broke through the air and reached more than a dozen disciples of the Heavenly Palace.
Chapter completed!