Wen Lingzi took a deep breath: "I know, I will definitely report this matter to the door master." Two Taoist friends, there will be a period later. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the distant sky.

At this time, the sun is rising, and the east is white.

Bidding farewell to Wen Lingzi, Chu Ke and the others immediately returned to Tianwu Island.

After hearing about Zhao Xuebo's "Seven Star Zhoutian Yin and Yang Great Array", Duowangzi was immediately interested.

pulled Zhao Xuebo into his attic, and the two talked all night.

Duowangzi has no other hobbies in his life, but he is quite interested in many sideways things.

Whether it was a formation, an elixir, or some other inconspicuous magic in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

In the eyes of this hopeful son, it is a learning that is more and more ignorant of its poverty.

Seeing the appearance of Duowangzi, Chu Ke believed that it wouldn't be long before the Great Protective Array of the Blood City could also appear on Tianwu Island.

After staying on the island for a long time, Chu Ke arranged many matters and left the red-haired ghost to help guard the island.

He and Yan Nanming, with the information provided by Tianlongmen, went to some important places of the Barbarian Witch Army.

The easternmost third of the Eastern Regions is now in the hands of the Barbarian Witch Army.

In this land, there are many strongholds of the Barbarian Witch Army.

Most of these strongholds are places where soldiers, horses, and grain and grass are gathered, but a considerable number of them are used to store and manufacture special combat readiness resources.

And what Chu Ke and Yan Nanming have to do now is to destroy these places and create some trouble for the Barbarian Witch Army.

It would be great if you could easily kill a few barbarian demon masters.

However, Chu Ke and Yan Nanming, even if they want to kill the Demon Venerable, they will be very careful.

No one will know that it was the two of them who did it.

Otherwise, this is likely to lead to an early entry into the stage of unconventional warfare between the opposing sides.

At that time, it will be the real chaos in the world.

Chu Ke and Yan Nanming took the map, carefully looked at the current territory of the Barbarian Witch Army, and set a goal on a small island in the East China Sea.

This small island is explained in the intelligence and is a center for refining pills.

According to the intelligence, the amount of elixir provided by this island for the Barbarian Witch Army is quite a lot.

If this island can be destroyed, it will definitely be a trouble for the nearby barbarian army.

"Hahaha, great, great. Yan Nanming laughed.

"That's it, too small is boring, too big is easy to expose, this is not too big, not too small, just right. ”

As soon as the two of them agreed, they flew in the direction of the island.

At the same time, on the other side, in a city in the Far East.

A resolute man in a black suit is standing on a cliff near the sea.

His right hand rested on the hilt of a knife four or five inches wide with a tiger's head on it.

The broadsword was dark and deep in the mud on the ground.

An eagle's roar pierced the sky, and a black eagle crossed a long arc from the sky.

The eagle flew towards the man, and as it skimmed over the man's head, it dropped a small scroll.

The man didn't even look at it, but with a stretch of his hand up, he took the scroll firmly in his hand.

Pulling the spell seal from the scroll, the man unfolded the scroll with a blank expression.

There were some contents written on the scroll, and the man read it without saying a word, and a flame appeared from the palm of his hand, burning the scroll to pieces.

The moment the scroll burned out, the man's figure disappeared from the cliff.

Disappearing at the same time as him, there was also the wide-backed tiger head knife.

All that was left on the cliff was the gap created when the big knife was stuck in the mud.

In the East China Sea, there is a small island more than 200 miles away from the mainland.

The island is lined with lofts, all built against the island's mountains.

However, the attic here is not for people to buy and sell.

Instead, it is purely divided into "alchemy room" and "material room".

The people on this island are either alchemists or coolies who carry alchemy materials.

Other than that, only the garrison of the barbarian witch army on the island remained.

These people have continuously provided sufficient elixirs for the barbarian witch army on the Desolate Ancient Continent.

Although most of the barbarian witch army is composed of biological weapons such as undead and sea demons.

But there are still a considerable number of flesh-and-blood demon cultivators and demon venerables.

For them, the pill is still very much needed.

"Hurry up! Didn't I give you a full meal!"

A fierce man with a whip in his hand.

shouted at the coolies who were busy carrying medicinal herbs in front of him.

Some of these coolies are immortal cultivators who have been captured, but most of them have a very low cultivation level, so they can refine the qi and refine the body realm, and the refining god realm is almost invisible.

The rest are some mortals, most of whom were captured in the nearby mortal city.

The daily task of these people is to carry a large number of medicinal herb materials sent by the ship and send them to various alchemy rooms or material rooms.

From opening his eyes to closing his eyes, except for the effort of having a meal in the middle, he worked non-stop.

With such an intensity of work, immortal cultivators are fine, but they are tired.

But some mortals have been overwhelmed, and there are not a few people who have been exhausted to death.

"There are really a lot of people on this small island, and it's quite lively. Chu Ke looked down at the island below.

He and Yan Nanming stood side by side, and the situation on the island was clear to both of them.

"The Barbarian Witch Army is really good at doing business, and the cost of finding these hard laborers is almost none. Yan Nanming had a sneer on the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly.

"This kind of place, it's better to eradicate it as soon as possible. Both public and private are great benefits. Chu Ke took out the Xianglong Sword in his right hand.

The left hand flipped over, and a few drops of turquoise water appeared on the palm of the hand—life force.

Chu Ke waved his left hand, and the water droplets on those palms instantly turned into several Chu Ke.

In each Chu Ke's hand, he also held a Xianglong sword.

Yan Nanming also pulled out his sword, and the starting style was exactly the trick of the water and the sky.

The two considered that if the two of them combined to strike, they could indeed wipe out everyone on the island in one move.

But in that case, the damage is too great.

And according to the traces, it is easy to see that it was done by a small number of Immortal Venerable masters.

Therefore, Chu Ke turned into several clones, and Yan Nanming only showed thirty percent of his skills.

The two of them joined forces, and instantly exerted the momentum equivalent to seven or eight people.

Chu Ke relied on his clone alone and performed several different swordsmanship.

In this way, even if there are traces of the scene by the master, it is impossible to see that this is a person who did it.

"Hurry! Drag, let's whip you to death!" the jailer below continued to scold.

I didn't notice the terrifying energy above my head.

"Look at it, don't you know Lao Tzu, and then look at Lao Tzu to give you those dog eyes ......."

Before the word "dig" from the head of the prison could be spoken, he suddenly felt that something was wrong on the top of his head.

When I looked up, I saw a blinding light covering the entire sky.

Then the ground shook, the earth under his feet shook violently, and the huge roar was endless.

In the blink of an eye, the pavilion and attic that originally stood by the mountain instantly turned into dust.

Those materials, as well as the pills that had just been refined, were also turned into ashes.

"Who is it?"

A roar rang in the ears of everyone on the island.

An old man in a golden robe and holding a thin sword rose up to the sky angrily.

He stood in the air and looked around, trying to find the man who had attacked the island.

"Sure enough, the strongest on this island is nothing more than a demon cultivator in the late stage of sainthood. ”

Chu Ke and Yan Nanming each performed the Breath Gathering Technique and the Sword Breath Technique, hiding thousands of miles away from the island.

This demon cultivator who has entered the Holy Realm wants to discover the two of them, it is really unlikely.

Just now, Chu Ke and Yan Nanming, the two of them unleashed more than a dozen attacks, most of which were at the middle stage of entering the sainthood.

Therefore, the strongest master of the barbarian witch army on this island mistakenly thought that it was a master of the Holy Realm of the Ancient Continent.

Not long after the golden-robed old man flew into the sky, several figures flew out from several buildings below, standing side by side with him.

Counting, there were probably five or six of them.

Most of these people are cultivators in the middle stage of entering the sainthood, and the old man in the golden robe has the deepest skills, and he is in the late stage of entering the sainthood.

"With the protection of a master of this scale, this island is in front of the weaker Immortal Venerable, and it also has the power to protect itself. Yan Nanming commented.

Chu Ke looked at this island, but he thought of his Tianwu Island in his heart.

Tianwu Island will not only have a large number of masters of the Holy Realm in the future, but also masters of the Immortal Venerable level, and now there are also red-haired ghosts in charge.

Coupled with the island protection array made by Duowangzi and Zhao Xuebo, it can be said that there is nothing to worry about.

"Brother Yan, do we want these demon cultivators?" asked Chu Ke.

Yan Nanming thought for a moment, smiled evilly on his face, and replied, "It's good to keep your hands and feet clean." ”

The hands and feet should be fast, and the movements should be swift.

The divine sword in the hands of Chu Ke and Yan Nanming lit up with a cold light at the same time.

The fate of the demon cultivators below was immediately decided.

"Not good!" The golden-robed old man had the deepest skills and the fastest reaction.

When the other few people didn't feel anything unusual, he had already sensed the murderous aura of the two Immortal Venerable masters.

"Let's go!" the golden-robed old man put his hands on his chest and condensed a ball of "balloons".

Then, with both hands, the balloon turned into a shockwave that shook several people out of the way.

Although the impact of this balloon is not small, the force that falls on everyone is very subtle.

The impact was so powerful that it involuntarily backstruck, but it didn't hurt anything.

With this retreat, everyone's original formation dispersed.

The two sword qi that would have been steady and landed on the heads of several people swooped into the air.

It's just the edge of the place, rubbing against them.

But even if it was rubbed, it made these people suffer internal injuries one by one.

The gap between Immortal Venerable and Immortal Realm is huge, and five late stages of Immortal Venerable Realm are equivalent to one Immortal Venerable early stage master.

Not to mention that Chu Ke and Yan Nanming are masters among the Immortal Venerables, and only one of these demon cultivators has reached the late stage of sainthood.

"Ah, you didn't kill it?" Yan Nanming raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect the old man in the golden robe to react quite quickly.

Chu Ke was silent, and then swung a second sword qi.

Yan Nanming looked at it, and also waved a sword qi.

"It's not good, my life is over!"

The few demon cultivators below saw that two more sword qi appeared, and they thought that they couldn't dodge this time.

Just now, the old man in the golden robe reacted quickly and saved everyone with a strange move.

But at this time, everyone was also wounded.

This terrorist attack came from nowhere, and when they came again, they were exhausted.

Just as a few people were desperate, a black wind blew.

With a "whew", wherever the black wind went, the two terrifying sword qi that fell from the sky instantly turned into nothingness.

"What?" the crowd below was overjoyed.

This black wind that came from nowhere undoubtedly saved the lives of himself and others.

Chu Ke and Yan Nanming were also shocked, who made this black wind?

Although the two sword qi just now, they are only equivalent to the level of the middle stage of the Immortal Venerable.

But if you want to easily resolve it with one move, the person who made this black wind is not a general person.

"The two of you are too much to do whatever you want in my barbarian territory, right?"

A low voice sounded, Chu Ke and Yan Nanming looked back and found a resolute man in a black power suit and holding a black-striped tiger head and a wide-backed knife.

This person was facing the two of himself in the air, revealing a sense of slaughter, and his cold face was not angry and arrogant.

"Are you?" asked Chu Ke.

The man didn't answer, the tiger head knife in his hand was raised, leaned on his shoulder, and the knife in both hands was violently forced.

Rumble!

A black sword qi slashed directly towards Chu Ke and the others, exactly the same as the previous black wind.

"It's a master of barbarians!"

Chu Ke felt from the aura of the man's move that this was the unique demonic qi of the barbarian witch master, not the true qi cultivated by the cultivators on the Ancient Continent.

"Demon cultivator, that seems to be the Demon Venerable!"

Yan Nanming jumped up, and the divine sword in his hand unleashed tens of thousands of sword shadows, which was the water and sky sword technique.

"You are Yan Nanming of the Sword Pavilion. ”

The man recognized the swordsmanship used by Yan Nanming, and at the same time, the movements of his hands did not stop, and he slashed out with another knife.

But this knife, although it only cut one, brought out countless black winds.

The black wind was extremely violent, blowing like countless knives.

These winds and Yan Nanming's sword shadow collided with each other, shattering and dissipating each other.

Yan Nanming has a sword, thousands of sword shadows.

The man stabbed, and the sky was full of dark winds.

One by one, the two were evenly matched, on par.

"A first-class top-level master, he is a saint king. Chu Ke said.

The two of them could see that the only one who could fight Yan Nanming once without falling behind at all was a master of the Saint King level in the Barbarian Witch Army.

The Northern Heavenly Saint King Chen Xue, the Eastern Heavenly Saint King Fan Zhong, and now there is a third enemy of this level.

"Whoever comes, report it by name. ”

Yan Nanming frowned, he even missed the old days a little.

At that time, on the mainland, there were a total of eight people of the same level as themselves.

Now that the Barbarian Witch Army is invading, there may be at least five of them at the same level as themselves.

I don't know how many others are stronger than myself.

"Barbarian Witch Five Directions Saint King, which one are you?" Yan Nanming asked.

The sword in his hand flashed, and the cold light was aggressive.