Whoa!

The five figures were thrown out of the Red Gold King's ship, turning into a streamer and crashing into the void passage blasted out by the white old ghost's big hand, but at this moment, the big hand that slapped the Red Gold King's ship suddenly flipped and fell in this direction.

Boom!

In an instant, the king's ship swayed, stirring up a red-golden streamer, and also crashed towards the void passage, half of the hull blocked the void passage, and the terrifying impact force set off a monstrous wave in the void, the sea was steamed, the bottom of the sea collapsed, and the void was annihilated.

......

Thundered!

The aftermath of the collision completely shattered the Void Path, and felt the terrifying and destructive aura behind it, swept the monstrous waves and evolved the earth, water, wind and fire, and a kind of dying fear emerged in Qingyanghuan's spiritual world.

The aftermath of the collision between the big hand of the Sea Clan King and the Red Gold King ship swept behind almost every one of them.

"Don't ......"

It was enough to destroy the mountains and rivers, and the shattering of the stars crushed it, and once again devoured a fire-bearer in a breath, even if they urged their own extreme power, they could not delay the arrival of the killing machine behind them.

"Can't walk through the aisle!"

Of the eight flame-bearers in the Southern Wilderness, there were only four left at the moment, and Jin Yang Yantian roared.

Burst!

However, in this short moment, the huge wave of destruction crashed down, and another firebearer was directly submerged by the huge wave, leaving only a faint blood flower and no bones. 、

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, in the Void Passage, only Qingyang Huan, Jinyang Yantian and Feng Yuluo were left, and in an instant, the three of them did not hesitate at all, and they all burst out with the strength of their whole bodies towards the front, and bombarded the Void Barrier, which was already full of fine cracks.

Thundered!

At the moment when Qing Yanghuan drilled into the hole that exploded, the monstrous waves behind him swept by, and the terrifying aftermath fell heavily towards his back.

"Innate gossip, the turtle shell is the hardest!"

In an instant, the sound of the turtle immortal ghost crying wolf howl sounded, and the turtle shell glowed with a thick purple gold divine light, forming ancient runes, and then the turtle shell covered Qingyang Huan's back.

Rumble!

"Your uncle, the turtle master is injured. ”

These were the last words that Qing Yanghuan heard in his ears, and the whole spiritual world fell into a terrifying trance, only to feel that his will was spinning, a mountain pressed against his back, his five organs were injured, and his battle bones were humming.

......

Wangshan Island.

A small island in the outer waters of the Barren Continent, there is a spirit fruit called Feather Fruit growing on the island, which has a great effect on the solidification of the will of the warrior.

In order to cultivate these feathered fruits, there is a tribe of human beings living on the island, about 10,000 people, for the Wangshan slave tribe, they are the slaves of the sea tribe and the sea deer family, because the sea tribe is not used to living on land, so they enslave a tribe to take care of the feather spirit fruit.

On the highest mountain on Wangshan Island, it is said to be a mountain, but it is just a hill with a height of 100 zhang, because the entire mountain range of Wangshan Island has been flattened and has become a small stone pile that is not more than 100 zhang high.

On this day, an old man in a coarse cloth leather coat on the top of the mountain was looking up at the heavenly dome in the depths of the sea, because there was lightning and thunder there, as if the end was coming, the huge waves of the ocean rose, and the thunder roared like a dragon, so that the entire Wangshan Island fell into a terrifying majesty.

"Patriarch, is the storm coming again, but why is it so early this year, it will take three months for the feather spirit fruit to mature, if it is swept by the storm, we won't be able to take out the feather spirit fruit at that time, so what can we do, the sea hedgehog clan will not let us go." ”

"Yes, if we can't hand over the Feather Spirit Fruit, we will all die at that time. ”

"What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to fight with the sea deer, I've had enough of it a long time ago. ”

"Shut up!"

As soon as the young warrior exited, he was scolded by the old man, "What to fight, what do we fight, any person from the Sea Hedgehog Clan will be enough to bulldoze the entire Wangshan Island, everyone will go to the Feather Spirit Tree to guard, and the Spirit Tree must not be destroyed." ”

"Don't go yet!"

The clan boss roared, and the clansmen, whether they were gathered together or in other places, rushed towards the spirit trees that shimmered with brilliant spiritual light among the hills of the island, and used their bodies to build a human wall, preparing to resist the coming storm.

At the foot of the mountain, several clan elders looked towards the top of the mountain, the old man on the top of the mountain is the backbone of the entire Wangshan tribe, and the sea hedgehog clan calls them the Wangshan slave tribe, but they don't think that they call themselves the Wangshan tribe.

In fact, their entire tribe is not much related by blood, and most of them have only been on the island for less than ten years.

Ten years ago, the last Wangshan tribe living on this island was slaughtered by the sea hedgehog tribe because they did not protect the feather spirit fruit under the storm, and the blood bones were turned into fertilizer and filled on the island.

Later, they were captured from the mainland by the slave trappers of the Sea Hedgehog Division and formed the new Wangshan Division.

The old man on the top of the mountain exuded an aura of vicissitudes, and his face was as if he had been cut by a knife a few times, with a tiredness that could not be concealed.

Shout!

Suddenly, in the depths of the distant sea, the void of silver thunder burst open, and a streamer emitting a faint purple light pierced the void and fell into the ocean hundreds of miles away from Wangshan Island.

This scene was clearly seen by the Wangshan patriarch and several clan elders, and suddenly there was horror in their eyes, don't think that as a slave of the Sea Clan, you are a wasted person, and if you want to serve the Feather Spirit Fruit, those who have not cultivated cannot complete it at all.

The patriarch of Wangshan is a martial artist of the True One Realm, and among the six clan elders, there are also two who are in the True One Realm, and the rest are all cultivators at the peak of the Totem Realm, and their task is to serve the more than ten high-level feathered spirit trees in the depths of the island.

"Patriarch. ”

Don't talk about the true realm, even if it is a hundred miles away from the totem realm, you can see it clearly.

The purple streamer that pierced the void for thousands of miles was a person!

"Patriarch!"

On the top of the mountain, the tired old man watched the streamer disappear into the sea, and his cloudy eyes flashed with a faint divine light, but it was only a moment before it returned to its original state.

"The elder of the Qingliu clan, the previous few boys who were disrespectful and disrespectful to the Haiqi clan were suppressed and severely punished, and sent to the Black Water Xuanjiao for ten days. ”

An old woman in a black robe below was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Patriarch, ten days of black water prison, those young people can't hold it, even if they support people under the black water immersion, they will be wasted, patriarch...!"

"If you speak disrespectfully and insult the upper part, you will naturally be punished, and now it is just in front of our own people, if it is heard by the adults in the upper part of the sea hedgehog, wouldn't it bring ruin to our Wangshan department. ”

Next to the old lady Aoyagi, a middle-aged warrior wearing a black python pattern beast robe, snorted coldly.

"You're ......!"

"Enough!"

The Patriarch of Wangshan on the top of the mountain said in a deep voice, and then turned his eyes to the middle-aged martial artist who spoke out, and said: "Prisoner, the storm is coming, let's look at the mountain to protect the Feather Spirit Tree, I bother you to go and take a look at what happened to the Lord of the Sea Hedgehog Clan before, and I will take the rest of the clan elders to protect the Feather Spirit Tree." ”

"Yes!"

As the words fell, the middle-aged man named Prison Yun looked at the surrounding clan elders with a touch of disdain, and turned into a streamer and rushed out of Wangshan Island.

Aoyagi and Prison Yun are the remaining True One Realm martial artists of the Wangshan Department in addition to the patriarch.

"Patriarch. ”

Seeing Prison Yun leaving, the remaining clan elders spoke out one after another.

"Okay, the old man of the Aoyagi clan won't do it yet, and the rest of the people will follow me to protect the Feather Spirit Tree. ”

Watching the patriarch go away, the remaining clan elders glanced at each other, and they all let out a sigh.

......

In the deepest part of Wangshan Island, in a low valley, a hundred-zhang high spiritual tree flashes with brilliant light, and under the sunshine, there is a kind of sparkling light emitted.

The spirit tree is like a canopy, covering a mile in radius, and each spirit leaf is like the size of a fan, glowing with a faint blue light.

Between the blue light, there is a figure like a floating villain, which looks more like a goddess dancing from a distance, as smart as a god.

This is the Feather Spirit Fruit.

Located in the deepest part of the island, this feathered spirit tree is the highest level in the entire island, and the feathered spirit fruit produced by this spirit tree is of great help to the martial artists who are about to step into reincarnation in the half-king realm.

The Wangshan Patriarch flew down and walked into the valley, until he walked in front of the spirit tree, feeling that there was no martial artist aura around, he entered the rock wall in the deepest part of the valley.

The big hand quickly removed the pile of rocks in front of him, revealing a carving on the mountain wall.

This is a big bird with gorgeous colors, perhaps because of the long time, the depiction is somewhat peeled off the color, the big bird's head is glowing with bright colors, a long white beak, a pair of red claws, as if to scratch the heavens and the earth, and the tail is as if depicting the heaven and the earth.

Boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, the Wangshan Patriarch knelt on the ground, and a drop of heart's blood was derived between his fingers, outlining an ancient 'bird' rune.

"Ask the Terran if there are sages, with purple qi around the body, the great sage's purple qi comes from the east for hundreds of millions of miles, and there are people around the purple gas Terran in the coastal waters who fall into the ocean, as the bloodline of the human race......"

Accompanied by obscure thoughts, the runes outlined by the Wangshan patriarch suddenly disappeared into the murals, and the divine birds on the dilapidated murals seemed to light up in a trance.

The next moment, the Wangshan patriarch got up, piled up the rocks on the mural again, and then saluted respectfully, and quickly returned to the mouth of the valley.

"Patriarch, the thunder in the deep sea has stopped, and the storm has dissipated. ”

"Okay, take me to see it!"

......

In the vast ocean, the sea and the sky are the same color, the clouds are ethereal, like a fairyland, but in the depths of the boundless ocean, I don't know where, a lone peak goes straight into the sky from below the ocean, as if a divine sword runs through the clouds, and the entire mountain peak is wrapped in clouds and mist.

"Wow... Ruwa ......"

In the rolling clouds and mist, bursts of crisp cries continued to be heard, and suddenly, a three-foot-sized spirit bird came out through the clouds, but two-thirds of its three-foot-long body was flashing with a nine-colored tail.

Although it is a little less supernatural, it is somewhat similar to the sacred bird on the depiction worshiped by the patriarch of the Wangshan tribe!