Around the center of the whirlpool, the sea water spiraled in and out.

It tumbling up and down, spinning at a rapid speed, as if the sea water was boiling.

The collision between the water streams.

The fierce rotation brought the sound of the air torn.

Earth-shattering, the ears of the shocked people creaked.

The seawater that was brought up by the two vortexes splashed out and splashed in all directions.

Hit the body, almost as hard as a fist and pain.

That power can almost crush everything.

Xuanyuan Che, Haoyue, Yun Zhao, all condensed, slightly frowned.

In front of the waves, the waves swayed in the cover of the fjord.

Under such repeated collisions and recirculations, there are also countless undercurrent vortexes.

Looked up, but see yellow, blue, white, three-colored waves rolling over the sea.

The whole world is like turbulence.

Ouyang’s leaf boat, which is flying and flying, is almost as weak as duckweed here and now.

Touching a sea of ​​water splashing on his face, Yun Zhao looked sideways at the steady Ouyang Yufei.

"Under the sea, the island is relatively less alert, the sea is calm, and the island is a sword, you choose that one."

Ouyang Yufei threw a squint at Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao immediately turned his head, not looking at Ouyang Yufei, counting his white complaints.

The ship is getting closer and closer, and the power of the vortex is getting bigger and bigger.

Surrounded by the reefs of the shoal, the stars are densely covered, and it is almost dangerous.

Looking up, the main island of the island, which stands in front of you, has already been shown.

It is not a quiet and pleasant place, it is not a godly house, but an abomination, an imposing manner.

The smoky clouds floated between the black peaks and the mighty Montenegro, overlooking everything in the world.

It makes people look cold.

And at the foot of the Montenegro, above the cliff.

Two dark-colored inks crossed the **** red cliffs.

Hidden Island.

The claws of the teeth are like a dragon to break out of the air, arrogant to the world, and to breathe.

Never thought that the light of the island is the momentum, it has been so impressive.

Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che, Yun Zhao, looked at each other, the eyes screamed.

The setting sun pierced the mist, and the orange glow sprinkled on the sea.