Immediately after, as an explosion sounded, an elite disciple of the Bright Moon Sect dressed in a blue wave striped magic robe jumped out of his big ship one after another and rushed towards the nearby ghost fire lanterns.

At this time, his tactic is to fill it with human lives, wanting to break a ghost fire lantern with the life of a monk, and wanting to buy some time for the brothers and sisters of the same sect on their warship, so that they can shoot out the bone arrow cannon and shoot the last blood path!

At this time, the monks on the two warships on both sides also understood that they had almost been abandoned by the Mingyue Sect, let them fight by themselves, fight for life, and fight for honor~!

Therefore, after their sect master gave the final order, many monks had already figured it out, and it was impossible for them to escape by themselves.

Therefore, at this moment, those disciples of the Bright Moon Sect who still have feelings for the sect among them are all trying to find ways to organize their disciples to make the final charge and the final counterattack~!

Although their approach is already like moths to a fire, they also know in their hearts that their cultivation is very low, and they will definitely die soon, but this last struggle, counterattack, they also want to be like adults, and they will die on the way to the charge~!

What they are thinking at the moment is that they just want to gain a little face for their sect, buy some time, and want to pave the way with their own lives, and remove a few more stumbling blocks for the sect master and fellow disciples on the main ship~!

Because just for the time of entering the door, their suzerain said: Human death is heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than animal hair, so they don't want to be demon beasts, don't be lighter than animal hair~!

Although they have all drawn a life and death lottery very fairly before, they have already decided who will go out first to be a human bomb and who will stay on the ship, and it sounds like the person who draws the life lottery can live a little longer.

In fact, at this time, every disciple of the Bright Moon Sect on the boat knew in their hearts that the ending was already doomed, life and death were only a matter of time, and the hope that the remaining disciples would survive was actually very slim, at most, it was just a matter of time to live one or two more pillars of incense.

They have long understood that by that time, when those smiling alliances or pirates get on the ship, maybe they, the monks who stayed on the ship, will die even more ugly~!

Therefore, many Zhou Tianjing monks who had cultivated a little higher and had stayed in the sect for a long time had already taken the initiative to stand up, and they all wanted to let their lives end and come vigorously.

"Bang bang. ”

"Peng Peng Peng. ”

The sound of explosions and shouts came and went, resounding continuously, the flames were shining in the sky, and a large area of sea with a radius of tens of thousands of feet was like purgatory for a while.

This is no longer fighting, it is fighting, this is completely filling with human lives, burning with the lives of monks, igniting today's sea~!

Such a desperate scene, such a battle scene, for a while, it was also frightened that the other party's monk's heart jumped, and he couldn't imagine that the Mingyue Sect had been defeated like a mountain, and there would be such a counterattack.

At this time, Ni Suanqiu, who had been hiding on the bamboo raft in the distance and pretending to be a Jinyang Sanren for a long time, saw that he was gasping for air conditioning, and his nose was about to bend when he smoked.

The level of numbness in his heart that was shocked could not be described in words. That kind of magnificent scene is simply a world of difference compared to the group of disciples of the Black Eagle Gate. He didn't expect that the final scene, the final battle, would be such a scene, so chaotic and tragic.

"Whoosh~!"

Ni Suanqiu shook his hand, directly forward, and fired a clear water blade, towards a silver giant umbrella not far in front of him.

Because he was too focused on watching, unconsciously, he had been drifting with the tide for a long time, and he was already drifting closer and closer to the sea in front of him. In front of me, a huge silver umbrella that was exactly the same as the sea in the distance appeared.

Because he was also afraid that the monks in the silver giant umbrella would attack him, Ni Suanqiu took the first step and directly fired a clear water blade, slightly tempting.

After this attempt, Ni Suanqiu confirmed that at this time, the masked monk in front of him was indeed a fake as his divine sense had probed. I saw that after the blow of his clear water blade, the monk under the silver giant umbrella did not shed any blood at all, except for a small crack and a few straws.

"Shh~!" Ni Suanqiu breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to continue to dodge.

However, at this moment, two bamboo poles slid behind Ni Suanqiu's left side, but these two bamboo poles were also tied together, and they were sliding towards these ghost fire lanterns and silver giant umbrella arrays.

Originally, this monk didn't pay much attention to Ni Suanqiu's side, but because Ni Suanqiu fired a clear water blade, he immediately looked at the mist where Ni Suanqiu was, and swept it lightly, and a boat of very conspicuous taro flowers immediately exposed Ni Suanqiu.

"Hehehe, who should I be, it turned out to be Master Jinyang, I didn't expect you to come here too. Don't you want the master to go in and take a look?" After seeing that Ni Suanqiu was a Jinyang Sanren, the white-clothed monk immediately turned shocked, and then smiled lightly at Ni Suanqiu, hugged his fists and saluted, and said.

Seeing that he had been seen through, there was no need for Ni Suanqiu to hide and hide. Then, Ni Suanqiu stood up slowly, didn't speak, just glanced at the other party coldly.

The reason why this is so is because he saw that Jin Yang Sanren was so unruly before, and he didn't take any monk in his eyes at all, and it was easy to imitate. At this time, Ni Suanqiu was not fully sure that he was imitating the voice of Jin Yang Sanren, so he pushed the boat down the river and tried his best to pretend to be a master with a cold demeanor.

"Hehe, Master Jinyang, please rest assured, I still know the magic circle here, if the master is willing, he can go with me, just follow me. The white-clothed monk looked full of joy and said another to Ni Suanqiu.

Ni Suanqiu was full of suspicion, he couldn't believe it, but the matter had come to this point, and he had arrived here, and it would be even more suspicious if he didn't go with him, so he followed the whitefriar.

This white-clothed monk is none other than the youngest genius Wind Spirit Root monk of the Purple Star Sect who has already had some festive seasons with Ni Suanqiu and likes to hook up with some calculations behind his back. At this moment, he was still dressed in white, stepping on two green bamboos in the air, carrying two cyan flying swords on his back, his eyes were cold, and with a little pride, he walked in the direction of the Mingyue Sect warship in front of him.

"Boom~~!" a thunderous sound came out.

Murong Yunhai, who was standing in front of him on top of the huge flat shark-like flying magic weapon, struck another blow out of an azure water dragon, and struck towards the day and night in front of him.

Then, Murong Yunhai pressed down with his Blue Sky Shark and flew away towards the front of his main battle ship.

At this moment, he could already see that behind him there were already clusters of skyrocketing firelight and fog floating in the sky, and at the same time, white and black bone spears and bone arrows had been flying out of the sky.

At the same time, on both sides of the day and night, several capable officers on the black pirate ship had also marched in the direction of the two abandoned ships of the Mingyue Sect. It seems that the disciples of the Bright Moon Sect on these two warships will be cleaned up for the final time.

I saw that the black pirate ship of the Black Panther Thirteen among them was constantly sinking into the sea while moving, and it was estimated that with their situation, even if they could row to the opposite side, they would soon sink, and they would have to give up their black warship.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. ”

At this time, Ri Jiuye was not flustered at all, only to see that he still shot his three black arrow feathers, and at the same time, by moving his figure, he avoided the remaining power of the opponent's magic power, so as to drag the opponent.

He only heard it, and there was another "snap", and the three black cold arrows of the day and night were knocked upside down and flew back, and then, as he expected, the dragon condensed by the water system spell hit the deck of his bow with more than one threat.

However, with such a powerful aftermath blow, he couldn't make any holes in the hull of his ship at all.

I saw that on the black deck, there was only a shallow friction mark, as if Murong Yunhai's amazingly powerful spell hit the top of his hull, just to wipe the deck of this terrifying ancient ghost ship.

All of a sudden, many monks around me took a deep breath~!

It seems that this tattered black pirate ship, unlike what many monks imagined, was made of old, almost decaying dead wood, it seems that it was an ancient or ancient power, and when refining this ship, it was deliberately done, deliberately.

Looking at the triumphant look on his face at this time, he couldn't see any fear that his pirate ship would be destroyed. Obviously, the material of the hull of this pirate ship, the maximum magic power that can be resisted, will definitely be more than a full blow with the Dao level magic weapon.

"Hehehe, it seems that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true, the material of this ancient ship owned by the Nine Nights Daoist is extraordinary, it seems that a certain ancient great power engraved some kind of Great Dao rune when refining this magic weapon, otherwise with this kind of rotten dead wood, it is impossible to go through tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes without decaying and disintegrating. At this time, Mr. Half-Face, the leader of the Smiling Alliance, who was originally standing in the void on the side, was still parked in mid-air, and did not fire any spells, just like watching a big show, admiring this ancient ghost ship.

"Half-faced Daoist, don't joke anymore, do you want me to deal with the old ghost Murong alone?" Facing this scene, Rijiu Ye was very unhappy, so he immediately muttered to Mr. Half-faced, and then, he dodged again, and then said, "If Daoist is really interested, after killing Murong Yunhai in a while, I can take you on a good tour of this sea area." ”