"There's no need to land, they've already escaped with the immortal method and continue to chase forward!" Xia Mingdao said to the pilot of the immortal ship. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Xuanyun Immortal Sect's trick of the golden cicada shelling couldn't hide it from him at all, his divine sense could see clearly, at the moment when the immortal airship crashed, Zhou Xingyuan, the sect leader of the Xuanyun Immortal Sect, used his realm to teleport out of the immortal airship with others, and was continuously teleporting forward at this time.

The teleportation speed of an immortal king was no less than that of an immortal ship, but Zhou Xingyuan was teleporting with several people, and the load increased a lot, and after a while, his speed finally slowed down. he

Zhou Xingyuan sighed in his heart, knowing that if he continued to consume like this, his group would still be chased by the other party sooner or later, and at that time, his true yuan would be poor and the other party would be waiting for work, which would be even more hopeless.

Seeing that Zhou Xingyuan stopped, Xia Mingdao also signaled to land the immortal ship, the talisman cannon of the immortal weapon ship is still very useful for ship-to-ship combat, but it will not work against the immortal king's power with excellent physical reaction ability, and it will basically not be able to hit. Moreover, there was no grudge between the two sects in the past and no enmity in the near future, Xia Mingdao just wanted to get a piece of the pie, but he didn't have the idea of killing them all.

"Sect Master Xia, you and I have never had any festivals, right, what is the reason for this hard work?" Zhou Xingyuan asked with the anger in his heart.

Xia Mingdao laughed and said: "We Mingren don't say dark words, your sect has entered the secret realm this time, and my Holy Fire Immortal Sect has almost no gains, why don't you talk to your lion, I only need forty percent of what you get from the Misty Wasteland this time." ”

If it was only forty percent, Zhou Xingyuan might have agreed by gritting his teeth, but You Minghui, the sect leader of the Extreme Sand Immortal Sect who came later, also laughed and said: "As the so-called good things have a share, my Extreme Sand Immortal Sect has always been very reasonable, as long as you get fifty percent." ”

You Minghui has a bigger appetite, but he has the capital to have a big appetite, because he is already at the cultivation realm of the sixth layer of the Immortal King, which is already higher than everyone else.

One wants forty percent, and the other wants fifty percent, and then only one is left for the Xuanyun Immortal Sect, which is a request that Zhou Xingyuan can't accept no matter what. He gritted his teeth and said, "This time, the disciples of my sect are not without a price, they used a number of precious treasures when they entered, all of which are worth a lot of money. Since the two of them have joined forces, then I, the Xuanyun Immortal Sect, should make a friend, and you will take thirty percent each, which is already the biggest concession I can make. If you really want to deceive people too much, I will not hesitate to fight with you Zhou Xingyuan!"

As soon as these words came out, You Minghui and Xia Mingdao all groaned, although they were outnumbered, but if Zhou Xingyuan, the fifth layer of the Immortal King, really wanted to fight with them, I am afraid they would have to pay a great price.

"Hahaha, a few people have such a good thing, why don't you count me Longquan Immortal Sect?" A rough voice came from a distance, and the next moment, two blue-shirted figures appeared in the field.

Zhou Xingyuan's heart was even more bitter, and the happy mood of the previous bumper harvest had long been gone. The people who came were the sect master of the Longquan Immortal Sect, Dong Hongxiang of the fifth layer of the Immortal King, and Yao Chaojun of the third layer of the Immortal King. Originally, their Xuanyun Immortal Sect had already struggled to deal with the Holy Fire Immortal Sect and the Extreme Sand Immortal Sect alone, but now with the addition of the two strong enemies of the Immortal King Realm, it was impossible to defeat them at all.

"According to Sect Master Dong, are you going to ask for a few percent?" Zhou Xingyuan was almost angry and said coldly.

Dong Hongxiang, the sect leader of the Longquan Immortal Sect, did rush to get a piece of the pie when he heard the news, and he replied very simply: "My Longquan Immortal Sect only needs three percent, how about according to the distribution plan of three-three-four?"

Zhou Xingyuan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and Dong Hongxiang, who appeared last, simply eliminated the Xuanyun Immortal Sect from the assigned ranks.

The immortal kings of the three major sects surrounded Zhou Xingyuan, obviously having already eaten him. You Minghui of the Extreme Sha Immortal Sect seemed to approve of Dong Hongxiang's distribution plan for the third, third, and fourth, and did not raise any objections.

"What's the matter, Sect Master Zhou, is this going to destroy the friendly and peaceful atmosphere and openly make enemies with us?" Xia Mingdao saw Zhou Xingyuan sacrifice a flying sword, and immediately opened his mouth to ridicule him.

Zhou Xingyuan ignored Xia Mingdao this time, but sent a message to the Great Elder Pan Zeyu: "You quickly lead Qianqian and them to escape back to the sect to open the sect protection array, I will try to hold them back for a while." ”

In a loud shout, Zhou Xingyuan had already taken the lead in attacking Xia Mingdao, and almost at the same time, Pan Zeyu used the power of his own realm to roll Lin Qianqian, Gu Simeng and others and quickly teleported out into the distance.

"Want to escape?" You Minghui snorted coldly, and his figure flashed and he was about to chase after him.

At this time, Zhou Xingyuan could easily let the other party leave, and he went crazy and sacrificed his fourth-level immortal weapon magic weapon Prison Dragon Pile and blasted towards You Minghui.

The Dragon Prison Stake is an excellent treasure for trapping enemies, which can restrain enemies for a short period of time, rendering them incapacitated from fighting.

You Minghui had obviously begun to teleport, he never thought that the power of this dragon stake was extraordinary, and he directly blocked in front of him, not to mention, and countless chains emerged from it, and actually tied You Minghui to the dragon stake.

Dong Hongxiang smiled, and his figure took the lead in chasing out, he wished that Zhou Xingyuan would drag the others as long as possible, so that he would be able to enjoy this rich treasure alone. As long as there is a chance to eat alone, Dong Hongxiang will not give up.

Also rushing out with Dong Hongxiang were Yao Chaojun, the great elder of the Longquan Immortal Sect, and Yu Liquan of the Holy Fire Immortal Sect, in addition to Zheng Chenglei, the second-layer powerhouse of the Immortal King of the Extreme Sand Immortal Sect, who also chased after him.

Pan Zeyu's speed is already extremely fast, but the use of the realm to teleport people is greatly restricted in speed. Although he ran away first, this advantage was quickly overtaken by the powerful tracking force behind him.

"Scatter yourselves and flee, one by one. Pan Zeyu said in a very bitter tone. The thing is indeed on him, but even if he hands over these people, I am afraid that he will not give up, and it is likely that he will have to search for the things in his own space ring, which is a shame that he can't accept if he dies.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Dong Hongxiang said fiercely. He shook his body and took the lead in rushing towards Pan Zeyu, and on the way to charge, his realm in the middle of the Immortal King took the lead, directly tearing apart Pan Zeyu's realm violently, and then urging his flying sword to directly behead Pan Zeyu.

The gap between the middle stage of the Immortal King and the early stage of the Immortal King was like a chasm, just a flash, and Pan Zeyu's realm began to shatter. At this time, Yao Chaojun and Zheng Chenglei also launched an attack on him, they wanted to fight quickly and allocate the resources of the Xuanyun Immortal Sect earlier, and this wave of attacks completely blocked all the retreats of Pan Zeyu.

"My life is at stake!" Pan Zeyu sighed in despair in his heart.

At this moment, Pan Zeyu's already almost collapsed realm power was suddenly injected with some kind of powerful power, and Dong Hongxiang, who had suppressed him breathlessly, suddenly changed his face.