Then sailing, the main ship gradually became full of devastation, and the whole ship, not a single part of the ship was good!

What is reassuring is that the driving ability of the main ship has not been damaged, which is why Chen Zimeng and the others were not caught up by Yan Luo.

It's just helpless, now they can only be beaten passively, where Yan Luo is, every ship keeps sacrificing energy cannons, until the barrel is scrapped, never stopping.

The robber spirit threw Chu Jian to Chen Zimeng, and then went to the lowest cabin, Chen Zimeng teased Chu Jian while watching Yan Qiaocheng maneuver the boat.

Lian Qing followed by her side, Chen Zimeng regretted taking her out more and more, fortunately, this accident, Lian Qing was not injured, otherwise Chen Zimeng would not have forgiven himself.

Looking along the sea, as far as the eye could see, Chen Zimeng saw several sea beasts, frolicking with each other, but he was frightened by the sound of the energy cannon, dived under the sea, and disappeared.

At first sight, it became more and more lively, scurrying around, full of showing the nature of a child, without worries, and did not want to think about troubles.

Yan Zhen is the busiest of all, on the one hand, to prevent the Huyan family's Yudan from killing, on the other hand, he also needs to repair the hull, his craftsmanship is good, for so long, the main ship can support the movement, it all depends on him.

Chen Zimeng felt the aura between heaven and earth, and the further he went, the richness of the aura of heaven and earth was comparable to the so-called cave heaven and blessed land in Zhongzhou.

And this is still the most extensive heaven and earth, I really don't know, what kind of situation should some caves and blessed lands in Tianhe Sea be?

Inexplicably, Chen Zimeng began to look forward to it.

However, the premise is that he can get rid of the chasing soldiers behind him and inexplicably get involved in the killing of Yan Qiaocheng, Chen Zimeng is really not in a good mood.

But Chen Zimeng still felt that it was not simple, he concluded that Yan Qiaocheng had a plan, but he didn't know what it was.

Perhaps this chase was originally Yan Qiaocheng's arrangement, a plan above human life.

If that were the case, what a great benefit?

It's complicated, but Chen Zimeng doesn't want to think about it anymore, he just wants to protect the safety of Lian Qing, the Soul Tribulation and the three people who have just seen it for the first time, and he can ignore the rest.

The voyage lasted for seven days, and the frame of the ship began to explode under his feet, and even countless runes on the outside of the hull failed, peeling off one after another, all of which were the immortal runes that had been blessed on the previous shipbuilding.

Fortunately, when the ninth day came, I had already seen the Divine Relic Continent, and far away, I could even smell the faint smell of earth in the sea breeze.

Hatsumi was lying on the side of the boat, looking at the land getting closer and closer with wide eyes, with an expression of impatience to land.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of Chujian's head, and quietly raised a protective talisman, wiped it along the back of Chujian, and disappeared.

At first sight, he seemed to be aware of it, and turned to look at Chen Zimeng, his eyes were a little strange.

Chen Zimeng smiled and signaled that it was okay.

The moment the ship docked, Chen Zimeng could hear the roar and curse from behind him, Yan Luo.

Yan Qiaocheng was very calm, glanced at the back, and sacrificed the magic weapon to block the energy cannon, and there was nothing else.

After landing, Chen Zimeng did not hesitate at all, and signaled the robber spirit to take care of the first meeting, while he protected Lianqing, and the four of them began to land.

Yan Hai looked at Hu Yanli and Hu Yantai who were tied to the boat and asked, "What do they do?"

"If you don't kill them, let's abolish them first, in short, you can't let them chase me!" Yan Qiaocheng said lightly, but it made Hu Yanli and Hu Yantai panic.

"No, you can't abolish me!"

"Please, don't waste me!"

Glancing at the two of them, Yan Qiaocheng shook his head slightly, and then walked towards the land, but the voice still came.

"To live is a gift!"

"Abolish you, it's also for your good, this body cultivation is to hold, in fact, it doesn't mean much, it's better to throw it away, maybe you can live more easily. ”

......

Yan Qiaocheng followed not far behind Chen Zimeng, seeing that he was planning to follow Chen Zimeng, Yan Hai dealt with Hu Yanli and Hu Yantai very quickly, but when he looked at Hu Yanxu, who was already unconscious and only had one breath left, he groaned for a moment and turned to leave.

On the shore, there was a constant bombardment of energy, and several knots behind Yan Luo began to fly out against the wind, each of them was full of momentum, wrapped in powerful violent energy, and rushed towards the land.

Chen Zimeng only knew how to run, and Lian Qing was more and more able to adapt to these things, and the aura in his body surged, and there were signs of breaking through the middle stage of foundation building.

Not far from the shore, there is an upward slope, Chen Zimeng naturally sacrificed Jian Jiu, jumped up, and flew up the slope with Pian Qing.

The speed of the robbery spirit is not slow, with the first sight is fast, to the top of the slope, Chen Zimeng and the robbery spirit glanced at each other, and both of them took up the flying magic weapon.

In front of Chen Zimeng, there are cascading mountain forests, the mountains are not high, but the forests are dense.

The people behind him chased after them, and the four of Yan Hai took the lead in fighting with them, but they didn't fight to the death, and basically ran away with one move.

Just fight and retreat, just don't fall into a dead end.

Chen Zimeng ran, walked along the mountain forest, and finally came to a place with a mountain col, and walked forward, the land was flat, and a winding river flowed smoothly forward.

Chen Zimeng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and unexpectedly saw a wisp of green smoke, his heart moved lightly, and Chen Zimeng guessed that there was a village ahead.

Chen Zimeng didn't guess wrong, it didn't take long for them to come to a village, where the people of the village might be holding some ceremony, and everyone was kneeling at the entrance of the village.

The arrival of Chen Zimeng and his entourage surprised the villagers and turned their heads to look.

An old man at the head knelt under a platform that should be an altar, saw Chen Zimeng, was stunned for a moment, and then stood up.

"Who are you?"

Chen Zimeng clasped his fists and saluted, but before he could speak, an explosion came from the distance behind him, a flash of light flashed, and as a mountain forest was razed to the ground, the villagers stood up in panic.

Yan Hai was suspended in mid-air, and the five or six talismans in front of him were glowing, and the light reflected on Yan Hai's body, so that he seemed extremely sacred. Small composition

When the villagers saw this, they couldn't help but be amazed.

For a while, they knelt down one after another, kowtowing to Yan Hai, shouting immortals, and the old man led by him fell to the ground, as if he was in awe, as if he was excited, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

But Chen Zimeng knew that he was afraid!

Glancing at the enemy cultivators who were chasing, it was only those few Jiedan, and the rest, including Yan Luo, had not yet chased.

Chen Zimeng pondered for a moment, then turned around and left, directly bypassing the village and walking towards the left.

A few people followed, and Chen Zimeng said in a deep voice: "After a while, you take Lian Qing and Chujian to the right direction, remember to go as fast as possible." ”

While speaking, Chen Zimeng took out the wooden boat and handed it to the robbing spirit, and as soon as his mind stretched, he passed on the method of manipulating the wooden boat to the robbery spirit.

"This is the highest-grade and fastest flying magic weapon in my hand, it can change in size, and when you go farther, you can take it and leave!"

"What about you?" asked the Doom in a low voice, taking the boat.

"The group of knots behind you, someone needs to lead them away, you don't have to worry, I have my own way to escape, as long as you are okay, I will go to you soon. ”

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, Lian Qing asked very worriedly, "What about those people from the Yan family?"

"Get rid of it, and be careful!"

"Okay!"

Yan Qiaocheng was a few steps behind, and from time to time he would help the four of Yan Hai fight against the Jiedan monks of the Huyan family, but no matter what, he would always chase after Chen Zimeng and the others.

Yan Hai punched out the talisman, and one of the Huyan family's knotted detectives took it, and the light flashed, only a hundred steps away from the village.

Later, Yan Hai left, and he left very flexibly, and many people in the Huyan family caught up with him and went away in a whistling distance.

The villagers knelt on the ground, and the old man led by him raised his head slightly, and found that Yan Hai and a few people had left, but the outside of the village had turned into a flat land.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, but the villagers behind him were extremely excited, all talking loudly about the demeanor of the immortals, the old man slowly got up, glanced at everyone, and sighed heavily in his heart.

But before the old man could say anything, a gust of wind blew, and the old man was stunned, turned to look at the air, all of them were monks suspended in the air.

It was Yan Luo and his party.

Hurry up and hurry, they chased here, there are traces of battle along the way, but they will not be lost, but they still haven't caught up like this.

Yan Luo held back the fire in his belly, and just happened to see the villagers below, a group of men, women and children knelt down again, only the old man at the front seemed to be in a daze, and the speed of kneeling was slower.

Yan Luo snorted coldly, and the probe hand was a sword, and the old man's half-kneeling body stiffened, and then he looked up in surprise and glanced at Yan Luo in mid-air.

Darkness suddenly hit the old man's eyes, and then his body fell to the ground, raising a lot of dust.

The villagers were stunned, but then a sound that seemed to come from hell shocked them even more.

"Kill them all!"

Yan Luo's order surprised the others, but when Yan Luo's cold eyes looked at them, they were all silent.

One hesitated, and then persuaded, "Young master, they are just mortals, we have no reason to attack them!"

With a cold snort, Yan Luo stared straight at the man, and said word by word: "I think they are unhappy, they have to die, what's the matter?

The man hurriedly lowered his head and said continuously: "My subordinates don't dare to disobey the young master!"

Looking at the others, the chill on Yan Luo's face became more and more solemn, "What about you, do you want to disobey me?"

There was a voice that did not dare, everyone's faces were bitter, and some people took a step back, as if they did not dare to face Yan Luo.

Yan Luo spoke again, "Then kill me!"

No one dared to say anything anymore, some monks couldn't bear to close their eyes, stretched out their hands and pointed lightly, and the flying sword flew out, full of sword light.

The flying swords fell from the sky, and the villagers who knelt on the spot and froze on the spot did not have the time to say anything, not even screaming.

Looking at the villagers who all fell to the ground, whether old or young, and the monks behind Yan Luo, many people were silent, but in the end they just sighed.

To blame, you can only blame these people for their bad luck.

In the eyes of many monks, mortal life is really nothing, and Yan Luo is such a monk.

As if he was still angry, Yan Luo stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the flames rose, and they were going to burn down the village as well.

The monks behind them looked at Yan Luo's back, they couldn't figure out why Yan Luo was like this, but they couldn't change it.

Yan Luo looked at the village where the fire was lit, very satisfied, and seemed to be less depressed about Yan Qiaocheng's escape.

Nodding, Yan Luo motioned to continue chasing.

After hesitating for a long time, a monk in the middle of foundation building spoke, "Young master, why don't we bury them!"

Looking down with slanted eyes, Yan Luo said disdainfully: "Some mortals, what are you doing to bury him? If you let Yan Qiaocheng run away, you can see who will bury you at that time?"

Everyone was silent, and Yan Luo waved his hand, "Keep chasing me!"

In mid-air, the monk's sword flew by, and on the ground, flames soared to a height of a foot, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed out, comparable to a small river.

When the silence fell around, a teenager ran from the distant mountains and forests, crying as he ran.

"No, no!"

"Damn it, damn the immortals!"