"Lord Willow. The young woman in the gray dress and the man with the scar saluted to Liu An.

"Hall Master, since the three Hanhai Giant Ships you are in charge of are full, let's set off. Liu An looked at the young woman in the gray dress and said.

"What about you, Lord Liu?" the young woman in the gray dress hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I and Lord Luo are responsible for receiving the last group of disciples, you go first, and we will meet at sea at that time. Liu An said, glancing at the direction of the gray and misty Yin Corpse Mountain Range in the distance.

The gray fog over there seemed to be a little thinner than before.

The young woman in the gray dress groaned slightly, agreed in a low voice, and turned around and boarded the No. 22 Hanhai Giant Boat where Shi Mu was.

"Let's go!"

The young woman in the gray dress stood at the bow of the boat and gave an order.

The three black giant boats suddenly spread their sails and slowly turned around, heading away from the coast.

The young woman in the gray dress turned over her hand and took out a gray compass, and pointed to the compass with a word in her mouth.

In the next moment, the mystical runes on the surface of the three Hanhai giant ships lit up one after another, and cyan lines appeared on the sails, and the air automatically flowed, propping up the sails.

The sailing speed of the three Hanhai giant ships immediately increased greatly, and they looked at each other and quickly headed in the direction of the three giant ships that were already moving away in front of them.

"There are only three left, hopefully in time. ”

Seeing the three giant boats slowly sailing away, Liu An breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Including the three Hanhai Giant Ships that Shi Mu was in, a total of twenty-two Hanhai Giant Ships have now gone to sea, that is, more than 4,000 elite disciples of the Stygian Moon Sect have been sent away.

In today's Dark Moon Eastern Sect, the external and internal troubles are almost falling apart. It is not an easy task to be able to do this without any mess.

For this. He also paid a big price.

In this way, even if the Western Xia Kingdom is destroyed. The Cult of the Dark Moon has also retained its heritage, and has a glimmer of hope for a comeback.

"Hall Master Liu, you should leave quickly. The last group of disciples promised to send them away safely. The scarred man said as he withdrew his gaze from the three giant boats that had sailed away.

"It's okay, I just received news from the venue, the competition has all ended, and the last group of disciples are on their way. Liu An said.

Not long after Liu An's words fell, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near in the distance.

The two of them followed the prestige. Sure enough, about five or six hundred disciples, led by a gray-robed middle-aged man, walked towards here.

The gray-robed middle-aged man saw Liu An and the two from a distance, and his figure flickered, and he flew over first, and arched his hand towards Liu An and the scar man:

"The two hall masters, the competition has all ended here. The last group of disciples, a total of five hundred and sixty-seven people, had all been brought. The rest stayed in Quyang City. ”

"Very good, let everyone board the ship as soon as possible and set sail immediately!" Liu An nodded and commanded.

"Yes!" the gray-robed middle-aged man hurriedly agreed. More than 500 people were summoned to arrange for boarding.

Liu An's eyes turned to look in the direction of the Pangu Peak of the Yin Corpse Mountain Range, and his brows furrowed. For some reason, there is always a feeling of fear.

Little by little, as time passed. This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

He turned his head to look to the side, less than half a burnt of incense. The two Hanhai giant ships were already fully loaded, and the last dozens of people were in full swing to board the last giant ship.

At this moment, the three Hanhai giant ships where Shi Mu and the others were also sailed a long distance.

"It's the last moment, and I'm much less courageous. Liu An retracted his gaze, his expression was calm, and he muttered a little self-deprecatingly.

From the current point of view, the plan should be quite smooth, the main force of the Tongtian Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect at this moment should have been involved by the main altar of the Stygian Moon Sect, although the enemy is strong, but with the blessing of the mountain protection array, and the right protector himself is in charge, it is impossible to be attacked immediately.

As long as it takes a few more moments, when the last group of disciples completely sails into the West Sea, no matter how powerful the two major forces are, they can only sigh with admiration.

A moment later, the last disciple finally boarded the Hanhai Giant Boat, and the scar man jumped onto the last giant boat and looked at Liu An:

"Lord Liu, everyone has boarded the ship!"

"Let's go now!" Liu An got on the giant boat in a flash, stood side by side with the scar man, and gave an order.

"The demon is gone!"

A loud shout came from afar, and the voice was full of majesty and rage.

Then a thick white light flew from the distant sky, extremely fast, and at the same time, an indescribable astonishing divine sense swept in, enveloping the nearby space for hundreds of zhang in an instant.

In the white light package, there is a huge blue gourd, on which three or four figures can be vaguely seen, the first person, with crane hair and childish face, wearing a blue gossip robe, holding a whisk in his hand, his eyes are shining, and he is bright.

"Dustless old way!" Liu An's face changed greatly.

When the scarred man on the side heard this name, a trace of panic immediately flashed on his face.

"Hall Master Luo, I'll hold back the dustless old Dao, and the disciples of these three giant boats will rely on you!" Liu An said immediately without thinking about it.

"But ......," Scar Man hesitated.

"There's nothing, it's too late if you don't leave!" As Liu An spoke, his body had already ****ed out like an arrow, facing the white light.

The man with the scar looked at Liu An's back, stomped his foot, turned around suddenly, and shouted:

"Full speed ahead!"

The deacon disciple who was in charge of controlling the three Hanhai giant boats immediately became busy, and after a few breaths, the runes on the giant boat lit up, and the bow of the ship slowly turned around, heading towards the deep sea.

Liu An was in mid-air, opening his mouth and spitting out a dark red mini flag, and the blood swelled to more than half a zhang in a flash.

In the middle of the flag, there is a lifelike hideous pale gold ghost head pattern, and the surface is surrounded by many purple spirit patterns and some strange patterns, giving people a mysterious and abnormal feeling.

Liu An stretched out his hand to hold the flagpole and raised it in the wind!

Rumble!

The banner came out of his hand, and rose to the size of several zhang in the storm, and suddenly turned into a raging blood-colored flame in the rolling of the blood-colored runes. There was a faint squeaking sound from the flames, as if someone was wailing and crying inside.

With an astonishing spiritual pressure coming out. A huge pale golden ghost head of two or three feet appeared in the blood flames, and the original blood-colored banner was gone.

"Snort"!

The pale golden ghost head has a big mouth. A pillar of blood-colored flame the thickness of a water tank erupted from it, facing the white light.

The figure in the white light also seemed to be taken aback, and immediately stopped retreating.

The next moment, a cyan ancient sword flew out of the white light, rapidly growing to the size of several zhang, and conjuring into a heavy sword shadow under a slight circle.

The sword shadow collided with the blood-colored flame pillar, and two grand auras, one red and one green, collided in mid-air.

A huge roar rose into the sky, the air tumbled violently, and the invisible blue and red winds swept in all directions.

In a flash. Within a radius of dozens of zhang, all the trees and weeds were uprooted by the wind, and countless cracks appeared on the ground, as if they had been ploughed hard, and sand and dust were everywhere.

Above the surface of the sea, the three closest Hanhai giant ships were swept by the wind, and the light runes on the surface turned down and shook violently. There was a burst of exclamations.

Fortunately, the distance is quite far, and the Hanhai Giant Boat, as a spirit-level giant ship, seems to have been blessed with some kind of defensive prohibition, and it has not been affected much after all.

"Boom"!

The pillar of blood-colored flames burst apart. The cyan ancient sword was also bounced off.

With one move, Liu An's pale golden ghost head flew back and hovered above his head.

The white light on the opposite side flickered. The figure of the dustless Taoist sitting on the blue gourd appeared, and there were three figures standing behind the blue gourd. An elegant Taoist, a young Taoist who is strange and strange. There is also a beautiful Taoist aunt.

"Heavenly Ghost Flag, I really haven't seen you for many years!"

The Dustless Daoist looked at the pale golden ghost head above Liu An's head and muttered to himself.

"Dustless old man, you came quite quickly, but that's the end of it. "Willow Shore Road.

"Hehe, back then, Dongfang Xian Tian used Heavenly Cultivation as the driving treasure, and he was not an opponent of the old man, you still dare to use your mantis arm as a car today, it is really terrifying!" The dustless Taoist said, his arm slashed through the void, and the cyan ancient sword seemed to sense the master's state of mind, trembling slightly, and the head of the sword turned and pointed directly at the willow bank.

Liu An chuckled, and the pale golden ghost head flew towards the Dustless Daoist, and a huge blood-colored match was rolled out of his mouth, and he slashed down towards the Dustless Daoist.

With a wave of one hand, the Dustless Daoist suddenly turned into a cyan sword shadow and faced the pale golden ghost head, and at the same time said to the three people behind him:

"Leave this person to me, and the three of you will go and stop all those huge boats!"

The three of them agreed, and their figures flashed, and they rushed towards the three giant boats where the scarred man was.

Liu An was startled, and there were words in his mouth, wanting to use some means to stop the three of them.

However, at this moment, the ten fingers of the Dustless Daoist were linked, and one after another blue light flew out from his fingertips, merging into the cyan ancient sword.

The surface of the cyan ancient sword flashed, and the wisps of cyan sword qi were like silk, wrapped around the pale golden ghost's head, making it unable to move.

Liu An's heart froze, and he hurriedly collected his thoughts, not daring to have any other thoughts, and concentrating on fighting against the dustless Taoist.

But when he saw his mouth, a stream of essence blood spurted out, and it disappeared into the pale golden ghost head in a flash.

Countless tiny runes appeared on the surface of the ghost head, and with a "boom", a scorching blood-colored flame ignited, burning most of those cyan sword qi and escaping from the trap.

"I really underestimate you!" Seeing this, the Dustless Daoist snorted coldly and put away his slight contempt for Liu An.

The two figures, one blue and one white, sometimes rose to the sky, sometimes fell down, and the fight flew up and down, and from time to time there was an earth-shattering loud noise.

On the other side, the three steps of the Confucian Taoist and the others pounced on the Hanhai giant ship closest to the shore like electricity.

Although the Hanhai Giant Ship uses mana to drive the wind and sails at a speed far above ordinary ships, it is still far from the existence of the ground level, and it only takes a dozen breaths to catch up.

With a wave of one hand, a purple light rushed out, and in a flash, it turned into a purple flying sword, emitting strong aura fluctuations, which was a spiritual weapon.

The purple flying sword let out a crisp sword roar, and a dazzling purple sword aura emerged, condensing into a purple giant sword phantom several zhang in size, slashing towards the giant boat.

The faces of the two hundred disciples on the giant boat turned pale, and once they were struck by the purple giant sword, it would be the end of the boat being destroyed and killed.

"Stop!"

A gray figure flashed, blocking in front of the purple giant sword, it was the scarred man Luo Hall Master.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light flew out of his hand, and a bone-white ring flew out of the black light, which seemed to be made of some kind of beast bone. (To be continued.) )