Out of the sea, Ye Bai strode up into the air, like a dragon stepping on the nine skies, and the void trembled.

After thinking about it, Ye Bai did not perform the newly practiced tearing step for the time being.

Originally, he just wanted to comprehend a rushing supernatural ability, but now although he has really cultivated it, he found that this body magic power is easy to cause trouble, if it is a monk who does not know what it is, it is fine, if it is known by the monk in the master, or the monk who has heard of the art of tearing the void, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

In order to get the Divine Soul Crystal, maybe he will be implicated in Xiao Xingyu's body from his whereabouts.

Therefore, Ye Bai still decided to keep it first, as a means of saving his life, even if he used it to hurry, he had to be in a remote and uninhabited starry sky.

Out of the moon and away from the stars, re-enter the starry sky.

The stars twinkled with flickering light.

A murderous light swept from the side and ran into the distance.

The monks who were close to Ye Bai smelled the foul smell coming from him, and they all showed disgust.

Ye Bai ignored these guys, sorted out his thoughts for the future, and strode in a certain direction of the Nine Death Star Sea.

......

In the starry sky, there is no distinction between south, east, west, and north.

Seventy percent of the places on the edge of the Nine Dead Star Sea are bordering the Mars Domain and the Celestial Charm Star Domain, and the remaining thirty percent of the places, judging from the star map provided by Zheluo, seem to be a desolate star field, so desolate that they don't even have a name.

The place where Ye Bai is going is there, and he will be there, sending Wan Yue'e to leave with the New Soul Clan.

The desolate star field means that there are very few monks, and it is relatively safe. At least there are a lot fewer man-made disasters, this is the path that Ye Bai chose for Wan Yue.

Deep inside him. I also hope that the Nine Dead Star Sea, the land of nine deaths and lifetimes, will become a new soul clan and a sea breeze star. and even a natural barrier between the stars of other human races, so as not to cause trouble in the future.

Along the way, the killing continued, and from time to time there was killing and bloodshed.

Between monks and monks.

Between a monk and a ghost.

Between the monks and the mysterious, inaccessible lands of the Nine Dead Star Sea.

The red-eyed monk laughed uncontrollably with a rich harvest in his hands, stained with blood.

This is the Sea of the Nine Dead Stars.

Ye Bai didn't plan to make any more extraneous branches before sending Wan Yue'e away, so he avoided every floating continent far away. Seeing that a monk war broke out in front of him, he also took a detour and flew for more than ten years, but miraculously did not get involved in any right and wrong.

More than ten years later, it has reached the middle of the Nine Dead Star Sea, and it has gradually become remote, and it seems that most of this place is a desolate floating continent, with limited resources and fewer monks.

After Ye Bai's divine sense swept over. Seeing that there were no monks nearby, he seized the opportunity, and finally hurried away without slowness, and started the hollow footwork. Fly forward.

The cyan figure, like a ghost, shuttled through the flickering and dark void.

Although Ye Bai exerted the power of the divine soul to the limit. Pick a place where monks are rare, but inevitably be seen by some monks who happen to fly by.

I saw a cyan figure. Strangely in and out of the void, passing monks. Immediately, his frightened face changed drastically, and before he even had time to see Ye Bai's cultivation clearly, his figure had already disappeared.

"Who is this person? What a clever body and magic power? Is it a master in the master?"

One by one, doubts appeared in the minds of all cultivators, and naturally most of them were unanswered.

But among the cultivators, of course, there are also masters.

......

A pitch-black floating continent.

In the easternmost part of the continent, there is a barren mountain range that spreads for tens of thousands of miles, and the vegetation is difficult to find. The bare black mountain stones are piled up in a messy manner into hideous and rugged hills.

On many mountains, there are clouds of black clouds, as if a rainstorm is coming, but in fact, it is extremely dry here, and those black clouds are not storm clouds, but a unique kind of ghost beast called the cloud mosquito in this mountain range.

Listen closely, the buzzing sound is piercing.

The charm beast is usually divided into six levels, namely Fan, Bing, General, Shuai, Wang, and Ba, which correspond to the six levels of monks of Qi refining, Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying, Lichen, and Starry Sky, and the higher they go, the stronger their strength becomes. As for the overlord, there is no way to know if there is anything more powerful, ordinary monks.

There are quite a few king-level phantom beasts equivalent to the Dust Monk in the Nine Death Star Sea and the Schanter Star Domain, and the overlord-level phantom beasts equivalent to the Starry Sky Monk have hardly been seen.

And the breath of these phantom beasts, although it can be divided with a general reference to the breath of human monks, but the strength is difficult to judge because of this.

Because nine out of nine of the charm beasts are unable to cultivate, their wisdom is quite low, and they all rely on their natural instincts to fight.

This kind of natural instinct is different from the natural power of demon beasts.

They may be fur that is extremely hard.

It could also be an extremely sharp mouthpiece.

It may be that like the starfish, they are naturally sensitive to space.

It may also be like the Ink Shadow Beast that swallows a qiē, and then in the mouth and abdomen, crushing the opponent with the force of squeezing.

Heaven is the most fair, and will not particularly favor a certain race, nor will it dislike a certain race.

The dark cloud mosquito is famous for its sharp mouthparts and abdominal venom, most of the individual dark cloud mosquitoes are not very powerful, generally only handsome, and occasionally there are some king-level, but not many monks are willing to provoke this phantom beast race.

Because of their numbers, overwhelming.

Because their mouthparts are so sharp that they can penetrate even the artistic conception space barrier, let alone the physical body, and their venom can make the monk enter a temporary paralysis, once hit, the consequences are unimaginable.

But today, a group of seven or eight monks emerged from a dark cave, which was usually the nest of the cloudy mosquito.

"Brother Emperor Heart Dao, this task issued by the Lord can be said to be specially prepared for our demon beasts, except for the strong bodies of our demon beasts, no human monk can resist the venom of these dark cloud mosquitoes for too long!"

A heroic and somewhat ruthless and domineering man's voice sounded in the middle of the team, and the voice was strong and powerful.

The monk who spoke was a burly and tall middle-aged man, with a face like a knife, like a rock, snow-white eyebrows, short hair, also snow-white, walking posture, extremely domineering, a tiger-like spirit, just a pair of tiger eyes, really scarlet that people dare not look directly, fierce flashing, and his realm is in the middle of the dust.

Listening to his tone, it was obviously a demon beast monk, but he didn't know what kind of racial incarnation it was.

"Brother Bai Wang, don't be careless, whether it's the 'Emperor of the World' Win the Wind, or Xiao Sunflower, Zuo Xuan, the white-haired fisherman, or even the two monks with the same realm as us who are Broken Thorns and Crazy Battles, as well as that stinky guy, all have the strength to penetrate into the depths of the dark cloud mosquito nest, but it is because they have not yet received this task, or they have concerns, so we let us take the lead. Oh, by the way, there are also those old guys who hide in their cave mansions and practice and rarely show up. ”

Before the middle-aged man's words fell, a voice sounded from behind him.

This person's voice was a little erratic and weird in the sharpness, and it was obviously supposed to be a reminder, but after it came out of the person's mouth, it had a bit of cynicism.

The monk who spoke, standing behind the middle-aged man, was a young man with his hands on his back.

The young man's body was straight, thin and tall, his cheeks were so thin that they were a little sunken, at first glance, he was a little strange and gloomy, his face was sallow, he had no half of a beard, his thin lips were covered with a long, pointed nose, a mysterious smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and the light from his slender eyes was so sharp that it was hairy, and it was also the realm of the middle stage of the world.

This person was dressed in a white robe, stained with a large area of blue schanter blood, but there was no red blood, which showed that the means were by no means ordinary.

The middle-aged man named Bai Wang didn't turn his head back when he heard his words, and snorted coldly: "Feng Daozuo, I don't need you to remind me, I haven't been arrogant enough to be blind." ”

"That's for the best!"

The young man named Feng Daozuo smiled slightly and nodded, not at all angry.

The White King's eyes were gloomy for a moment, and he snorted coldly again, without further wordiness.

The other people, both men and women, old and young, seemed to be accustomed to the two bickering, and they all showed a smile watching the play, and all of them looked very deep in the city.

Only the monk at the front of the procession, his face was indifferent, without the slightest superfluous expression, and he was as silent as a mountain.

This person is a middle-aged man of forty years old, tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, although he is not as burly as the white king, but he has a sense of majesty and uprightness.

The beard is stubble, the hair is messy, and he looks unkempt and dusty.

Looking through the beard, it can be vaguely seen that this person has fair skin, is extremely handsome, and there is no scarlet color in the two pitch-black pupils, and it is dark and deep like the ocean.

Although there was a gloomy atmosphere between his eyebrows, it couldn't hide his peerless demeanor.

This person's clothes have been completely dyed blue, as if he has rolled in the sea of blood of the phantom beast, and his killing intent is monstrous.

His realm is, the late stage of the dust!

After getting out of the hole, he was about to ride the light, the middle-aged man didn't know what he noticed, his body trembled slightly, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky on the left, and saw a cyan figure, tearing open a spatial crack, and drilled in!

Because of the extreme distance, the other party's speed is extremely fast, and he can't see his face clearly.

"Daozuo, show me who that guy in the sky on the left is!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were shining, and he suddenly shouted.

Everyone was stunned, and until now, they have almost never seen their calm and silent leader, and there will be such a moment of losing their calm. (To be continued......)

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