If it weren't for the fact that the Tianjing clan inherited the bloodline of the ancient greats, their bodies were arrogant, and they had this tiger-headed shield of the Holy Rank Spirit Treasure level, they were in the center of the self-explosion. At this point, I am afraid that it is now gone.

Looking left and right, he spread out his divine sense and searched for the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded above his head: "This is your own death, no wonder the deity!" ”

A blue light fell from the sky. The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy flashed, and with a wave of the long stick in his hand, he smashed it down on the top of Chi Jingzi's head. The palpitating fear coercion suddenly came to him, and the space around Chi Jingzi's body suddenly tightened.

Chi Jingzi secretly screamed that it was not good. He shouted angrily and raised his hand. The incomplete shield swirled and flew away in the air, and as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he flew away into the distance, and stepped out in one step, and was thousands of feet away.

On the back, there was a flash of brilliance, and a seven-colored arc of water tank thickness flew out, which hit Chi Jingzi's back with unmistakable accuracy, and there was a shocking thunder, and Chi Jingzi's huge body was thrown out of a hundred zhang by a huge force, trembling like dancing, and the mana in his body instantly collapsed.

The black rod slammed heavily on the big shield, and the big shield shattered, and pieces of magic weapon fragments flew everywhere.

"Be merciful!"

A loud man's voice was heard in the distance, and a dazzling silver light flew towards this place from the direction of Egret Island.

The disciple of Wuwei Sect seemed to have heard of it, and as soon as he raised his footsteps, his figure had reached the sky above Chi Jingzi's head, and with a wave of the long stick in his hand, he smashed it down again.

Chi Jingzi struggled to escape, but the mana in her body could not be condensed, and she watched the shadow of the stick suddenly.

With a dull sound, Chi Jingzi's big head burst open like a watermelon, and the entire upper half of her body was smashed into a ball of meatloaf, which suddenly fell into the sea.

With a wave of the long sword in the other big hand of the Wuwei Sect disciple, a blue sword light flashed, and Chi Jingzi's body was split in half.

The strange thing is that there is not a single bit of blood bursting out of the two halves of the body, but there is a soft "bang" sound, and it quickly turns into two pieces of blue ice.

Before these two pieces of blue ice fell into the sea, the long sword in the hand of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy waved, and one after another sword light suddenly appeared, slashing on the blue ice with a "snort" sound, and in the blink of an eye, the two pieces of blue ice turned into many pieces of broken ice.

A big golden hand of the disciple of Wuwei Sect probed down, and two pieces of blue ice rose into the sky one after the other, landing in the palm of his hand, and disappeared in a flash.

In a piece of blue ice, a blurred red brilliance burst out, inside which was the natal crystal nucleus of Chijingzi, and in another piece of blue ice, there was a storage bracelet with purple light.

A few actions strike while the iron is hot, as fast as the wind.

From the appearance of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect to the killing of Chi Jingzi, it was just a moment of breathing.

The dazzling silver light in the distance was still dozens of miles away from here, and the disciples of the Wuwei Sect had already turned around in the air, looking at the past from afar with a cold expression.

In the silver light, it was a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a vast soap robe, with a wooden crown on his head, and a cloth duster in his hand, with a face as white as jade, a Chinese face, lying and swallowing eyebrows, a long willow beard, and a thoughtful face, but at this time, his face was full of anger.

In the sharp sound of breaking the air, the dazzling silver light came into the air, a hundred zhang away from the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and suddenly stopped, the Taoist priest appeared in the world, pinched in his hand, and the rolling silver flames gathered at his feet, turning into a silver lotus platform, standing in the air, the cloth duster in his hand pointed at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted loudly: "Where did he offend you, you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?" ”

Divine consciousness swept over, this Taoist priest was also a high-level golden immortal, and the spiritual pressure exuded from his body was much higher than that of Chi Jingzi, and he was a monk who had now cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm.

The disciples of Wuwei Sect looked the Taoist priest up and down, a touch of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "You really don't know or pretend not to know, such a despicable person, there is nothing left in this world, if you want to avenge him, just do it!" ”

With that, the blue flames fluttering around him instantly became more intense, and a crystal clear blue ice shield was born quickly.

The crystal nucleus just exploded, although the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy dodged in time, they were still involved, the body protection ice shield was all shattered, and the mana was lost by about one percent, which was very significant, Chi Jingzi had already planned this move, and the intention was to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect to kill the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

Needless to say, this middle-aged Taoist priest must be Master Songjing, and everyone walks together, and Chi Jingzi came to provoke, how could he not know?

Feeling the monstrous killing intent revealed in the body of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect, somehow, the Taoist priest secretly felt a pang in his heart, glanced at the black rod and long sword in the hands of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect, his face sank, he snorted coldly, and said: "What a disdainful person, but you are telling me how he disdainful?" ”

"Song Jing don't want to misunderstand, this job is really not to blame Zhou, he is one step late, otherwise, he should have stopped Chi Jingzi!"

Situ's voice suddenly came from a distance.

Another gloomy man's voice came from the other direction: "Situ Lao'er, why do you have to do a lot of things, with Brother Songjing's magical powers, you will be afraid that this kid will not succeed, Chijingzi will be killed, Brother Songjing doesn't care, won't it ruin the prestige of my big clan in the Chirong Realm, let them fight happily and survive one by one, and then you and I may be able to pick up one or two magic weapons to use!" ”

"Yin demon child, I see that you are a thief with an immortal heart, and you still want to provoke a dream of a clan war, since this is the case, this gentleman will let you return to your Chirong Realm!"

A deep and depressed man's voice sounded like rolling thunder in the sky, and when I heard the sound, it seemed to be far away.

Thousands of miles away, a dragon boat pulled by a giant white crane flew leisurely over the horizon.

Seven hundred and seventeen tell the truth

The dragon boat is about 100 zhang long, the whole body is white, non-gold and non-jade, it seems to be carved from a whole piece of rare and precious spiritual wood, there is no gap in the whole body, the boat body is carved with a piece of light silver dragon scales, following the dragon boat forward, a silver flame flutters and twists outside the dragon boat, lifelike as if it is a real dragon.

A quiet room with carved beams and paintings, strangely hidden in the middle of the dragon's body, with clear chains bolted on both sides of the dragon boat, connected between the neck of a white giant crane, if you don't look closely, you can't find the existence of this chain, as if this white crane is dancing around a silver dragon.

A faint sound of bamboo came from the quiet room in the middle of the dragon boat.

In the quiet room, a man in a brocade robe and a high crown reclined on a brocade couch, holding a marigold, and sipping a glass of wine.

The man is ten years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, elegant face, on the left and right sides of it, there is a twenty-eight beautiful woman dressed in light veil, one with a lazy face like snow, and a handsome face with a bewitching posture.

Not far in front of the person, more than a dozen girls with delicate eyebrows, or drums, or playing the piano, or playing the flute, and a girl holding a jade pipa is singing a tune.

The whole quiet room is filled with a strong smell of wine balsam powder.

This man is none other than Liu Donghai, who has met twice with the disciples of Wuwei Sect.

And in the direction of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, a white smoke streaked through the air, twisted lightly in the air, and dispersed, revealing a figure, ten years old and thin. She has a handsome face, red lips and white teeth. It's like a woman, but it's a man's attire. The white clothes are like snow, wearing a silver crown, the smell is cold, and the spiritual pressure in the body is looming.

Hearing this person's voice, and then seeing the white-robed man who suddenly appeared, the face of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect changed slightly.

Liu Donghai has three heads and six arms, and there is no surprise that he can be invited to participate in this cross-border trip. This man's hidden magic is also quite extraordinary, and he approaches silently. I didn't even notice his whereabouts beforehand.

The white-robed man looked up and down at the disciples of Wuwei Sect, stroked his palms and smiled, and said: "Brother Zhou has a good technique, and he openly killed Chi Jingzi, a greedy guy, and it is not in vain that the little brother has worked hard!" ”

Hearing this, the disciples of Wuwei Sect were stunned.

Master Songjing suddenly turned around and looked at the white-robed man, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, and he said in a cold voice: "Yin Demon Child, no wonder you wanted to tempt this seat to break away from Egret Island for no reason just now. I see, good, good, good. I want to see what kind of magical powers you have after all, and dare to provoke this seat! ”

Before the words fell, a ball of rolling silver flames rose from his body to the sky. A thousand-zhang high silver-robed Taoist priest casually surfaced on the back, and this Taoist priest's face was like a crown of jade. His eyes are like stars, and he holds a sword in one hand. With one hand, with an indescribable majesty in his demeanor, coupled with his thousand-foot-tall burly body, it makes people casually give birth to a sense of worship and respect.

Zhou's void followed the presentation of this law phase, and there was a slight trembling, and the Liuhe spiritual power within a radius of dozens of miles was instantly triggered, and the law sumo wrestled in the past, and the sound of immortal sounds was high.

At the same time, the bones in Songjing's body roared, the figure was distorted and changed, and he turned into a great man a hundred feet high, the attic-like head was bare and grassless, and the face was between humans and giant apes, the earthy yellow skin was rough and uneven, the muscles up and down the body were bulging, as if full of immeasurable strength, the eye sockets were deep, a pair of blood-red demon eyes looked at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, and then looked at the Yin demon, stretched out his hand to grab it to the void, and there was a pine pattern ancient sword as bright as autumn water in his big hand, The cloth duster in his left hand had already turned into dozens of zhang long, and long silver dust filaments flew in the wind.

This sword, this cloth duster, the appearance of the silver-robed Taoist priest, and the hideous and ferocious appearance of this ancient great man are clearly square and round.