The handsome young man glanced at the almost transparent battle boat of the Kraken clan with great interest, and his figure quietly descended. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lu Ming, who was also attracted by the Kraken Clan's warship, was taken aback, "This should be the same existence as the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Kraken Clan's high-level people. Lu Ming didn't know that this was the Death Wing in front of him, who was not to say that everyone was afraid of a tiger in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but it was also a Death Wing that no one dared to provoke, who did not distinguish between good and evil, regardless of good or evil, and did whatever he wanted.

And although Long Lie Haiwei knew, she also deliberately avoided this existence, and never mentioned it, because of the existence of Deathwing, she was so anxious to take the disciple back to the battle boat, Song Zhicheng and the others were also extremely taboo, so they didn't even dare to mention this name because they couldn't even look up to it, for fear of causing a big disaster.

"Senior, hello, is there anything wrong with you?" Lu Ming asked cautiously, the strong man above Yuan Ying, he has to be careful, although it is useless to be careful, but there is nothing wrong with being careful, a senior who has cultivated to a high level will not be embarrassed for no reason, and a junior who is not even a Jin Dan yet.

The seniors who have cultivated to the highest level have all taken the initiative to come over, and if they ignore it and ignore it, they will still be truthful.

"Senpai? Haha...... "Under the moon-like eyebrows of the handsome young man, his gray and dead eyes are full of narrowness, and his smile is very bright, as if a flower is blooming, the handsome young man is too beautiful, even if he wants to compare with Song Yuqing and Haixingsha who are beautiful and moon-like, he will not lose half a point."

If it weren't for the slight bulge of the laryngeal Adam's apple and the hoarse and low voice, I'm afraid Lu Ming would have thought that this was a woman, a tomboy dressed as a man.

Deathwing and Lu Ming, who was said to be able to open the tomb of the Demon Emperor, seemed to have a good conversation, this scene made the eyes of the people on the three warships almost pop out, Song Zhicheng looked at it blankly, and even forgot to remind Lu Ming.

The eyes of the monks hundreds of miles away also widened, they saw that the danger had passed, and they were gradually approaching, and they wanted to take a real look at the Deathwing of this generation.

"Could it be that this generation of Deathwing is easier to talk to?"

"It should be, it's a young man after all."

"Yes, it's good to be young." As soon as he finished speaking, the void twisted, and this knowledgeable elder generation of Yuanying Monk was very vigilant, and he was already aware of it, but he still couldn't dodge the invisible blow, and his whole body exploded directly with a "bang".

Bang bang bang......

As if for a chain reaction, more than a dozen monks nearby exploded one after another, turning into pools of blood and mud and falling into the sea.

A series of sounds and fluctuations of aura attracted everyone's attention, and a series of explosions sounded more like they sounded directly in their minds, and the blood and mud splashed down, as if falling into everyone's hearts, trembling endlessly.

Everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, they were silent like cicadas, their eyes looked at their noses, their noses looked at their hearts, as if they were in a state of mind.

"Still so moody." A young monk on the second floor of the Yuan Infant Stage muttered to himself, with a big sword embroidered on his chest and submerged into the top of the mountain, this is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect located in the middle of Dongzhou, and belongs to the Heaven-level Sect.

In the middle of Dongzhou, there are six heaven-level sects of the human race, which are extremely prosperous, and the spiritual veins are even more prosperous, and there are countless small and medium-sized spiritual veins in addition to the six super-large spiritual veins occupied by the six heaven-level sects, and there are even large spiritual veins that are not inferior to the Tianyun spiritual veins, and the aura is extremely rich, and only a powerful sect can squeeze into it and occupy a slightly better spiritual vein.

But even the disciples of the heaven-level sect were no exception, and their bodies exploded with a "bang", and the blood spilled, falling into the sea, and suddenly exploded, causing several of their fellow disciples to splash blood without reacting, but they dared to be angry and did not speak, and they scattered one after another.

Everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, they were silent like cicadas, their eyes looked at their noses, their noses looked at their hearts, as if they were in a state of mind.

The movement within a radius of thousands of miles could not escape the divine sense probe spread out by the wings of death, killing more than a dozen Terran monks who did not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth were just like a dozen ants, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and he looked playfully at the slowly approaching Sun and Moon Battle Boat.

The death of the dozen or so Yuanying monks also failed to escape Zhao Rusong's divine sense, his mind was tense, staring at the handsome young man, he couldn't wait to rush to Lu Ming's side at this moment, and bring Lu Ming out of the clutches of the Death Wing, but he didn't dare to order the battle boat to speed up, he was afraid, afraid of stimulating the handsome young man, and killed Lu Ming desperately.

"I hope that Lu Ming will open the Demon Emperor's tomb and open the road to heaven, this layer of relationship will make Deathwing fearful."

He didn't dare to guarantee at all that Deathwing would not attack Lu Ming, the handsome young man was too close to Lu Ming, and he suddenly attacked the killer, not to mention Zhao Rusong, even the other top powerhouses of the ninth layer of the Yuan Infant Stage couldn't protect Lu Ming at all, if he was around, he was confident that he would be able to resist Deathwing's few moves, bring Lu Ming back to the battle boat safely, and flee quickly.

Zhao Rusong even secretly popped out a white leaf and reported the situation to Chang Yaxin in the wasteland, hoping that Chang Yaxin could send someone to support.

Although Zhao Rusong's small movements in the dark were extremely subtle, they could not escape the divine sense of Deathwing.

"Moon Palace?" The handsome young man was in a trance for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, no longer staring at the sun and moon battle boat, but instead looked at Lu Ming, "You are the Lu Ming who can open the tomb of the Demon Emperor?" ”

"Senior, what Demon Emperor Tomb? Could it be that you are looking for the wrong person? Lu Ming was directly stunned, he didn't know anything about the Demon Emperor's tomb, let alone the recent turbulent waves in the Immortal Cultivation Realm because of the Demon Cultivator's attack on the Tianyun Territory.

The handsome young man had some doubts in his eyes, and frowned, as if he was contemplating.

A pale leaf, a few juanxiu fonts, "Withdraw, immediately", Chang Yaxin's reply was very quick and short, but it made Zhao Rusong very confused, "Withdraw? Doesn't Miss attach great importance to this Lu Ming? In the wasteland, he even went to the maelstrom in person and rescued Lu Ming from the coffin of the giant beast. ”

"Could it be that Miss is sure that Deathwing will not harm this Lu Ming? Or is Deathwing too strong to want me to die? Zhao Rusong pondered for a moment, no matter which possibility it was, Chang Yaxin's order would be carried out, and with an order, although it was a behemoth, it was very dexterous under the support of various magic arrays, and the war boat quickly turned around and ran away.

"What does Zhao Rusong mean, let me take care of myself." Lu Ming was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked at the air that had disappeared.

"Hey, the Sun and Moon Cult can't withstand the pressure of Deathwing, so what do you do now? Even if Jian Feiyang's unreasonable old man came out of Yingling Gorge, it was me who took advantage of it, I pulled down my face and invited you again and again, see what Jian Feiyang's unreasonable old man has to say. Long Lie gloated a little and looked at Lu Ming viciously.

Suddenly, his face changed greatly, "No, that old man is not reasonable at all." Long Lie hesitated for a moment, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "Go." ”

It's better to face the sword flying than facing the Death Wing, no matter how the sword flies, it won't be fatal, but the death wing, the previous dozen or so Yuan Infant monks who exploded into blood and mud without a sound are a lesson from the past, this is really going to be fatal.

The dragon boat doesn't need to turn around at all, it only needs to change the stern to the bow, and the slender body shape is more troublesome than the behemoth of the Sun and Moon God Sect, so the predecessors of the Tianlong faction are far-sighted and directly designed into two sets of drive devices at the front and rear, omitting the trouble of turning around, so the dragon boat can only go straight.

With the departure of the dragon boat, the sea blue of the Kraken clan's battle boat gradually disappeared into the sea, and the Biluo Chamber of Commerce also left, Song Zhicheng also came to his senses and hurriedly sent a message to Lu Ming.

"Deathwing?" Lu Ming frowned, he was still ignorant of this Death Wing, Song Zhicheng hurriedly explained, Lu Ming suddenly realized, and muttered to himself, "Feel free, this is the real cultivation of immortals, seek your true temperament, be at ease, not bound by anything, have a world in your heart, measure the world, this is the way, ask the Tao and ask the immortals, so it is." ”