On the entire floating island, except for a few people, everyone else died.

There was silence all around.

Wang Hongdao narrowed his eyes and looked at the other side.

Qi Yan held a long sword like autumn water in his hand and wore a hat on his head.

The edge of the hat was pressed very low, so it was impossible to see his face for a while.

But Wang Hongdao glanced at it and recognized the identity of the other party.

It was indeed Qi Yan.

There is nothing different about it.

Qi Yan looked at him with a faint expression.

The two looked at each other, and they didn't stagger for a while.

Wang Hongdao first looked away and carefully looked at the long sword in Qi Yan's hand.

He said, "No, you must not be Qi Yan. ”

"How so?" Qi Yan asked.

"Qi Yan, that kid never knows how to use a sword, what he is good at is the Five Elements Fire Spirit and Formation."

"Maybe I've suddenly become interested in swordsmanship recently." Qi Yan said.

Wang Hongdao shook his head: "Swordsmanship is the most difficult, and it can't be achieved overnight." ”

He raised his hand, and his spiritual power moved.

A brightly colored bug lay quietly on the back of his fingers.

"Although you have a hat, I can perceive your general realm - with your strength, you are not enough to see in front of me, so if you want to live, tell me the coordinates of the new world at once." Wang Hongdao said.

Qi Yan held a long sword and did not answer for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Hongdao continued: "Let's waste a little less time, no matter who you are, hand over the coordinates of the new world now, and then obediently let me ban it, in this way, we will have more time to chat." ”

"Elder Wang is in a hurry?" Qi Yan asked.

"That's not it, it's just nonsense."

"Why?"

"The more nonsense, the more variables."

Wang Hongdao's voice became full of murderous intent: "Give you the last three breaths, drop the sword and surrender immediately, otherwise I will kill you directly." ”

Qi Yan's long sword moved.

A sword flew out and slashed into the air.

Roar!!!

In the void, a huge strange insect suddenly appeared, making a cry full of pain.

It was sliced open from the head by the sword and slashed all the way to the tail.

The yellow blood was like a torrential rain, blowing away with the sword wind into the distant sky.

The strange insect died on the spot, and the corpse fell to the ground, motionless.

"Elder Wang, you said to give me three breaths, why did you suddenly do it?" Qi Yan said coldly.

Wang Hongdao's face sank again.

"It's rare to have such swordsmanship in such a humble realm."

"But with your strength, if you want to be proud in front of the old man, it's still 100,000 years early."

Wang Hongdao said slowly, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body began to become terrifying and blazing.

The entire floating island trembled slightly.

"This kind of power, is it the Xuanling Period?"

Qi Yan felt the fluctuations of spiritual power in the void, and said with a little emotion.

"One last chance, surrender to me, or the next moment will be your death." Wang Hongdao said expressionlessly.

Qi Yan said: "Regarding my death, in fact, my son-in-law will not agree. ”

"Your son-in-law?" Wang Hongdao raised his voice fiercely.

This title is really surprising.

This sentence represents more meaning that is difficult to say for a while.

Wang Hongdao paused.

The next second.

Qi Yan suddenly showed a look of attention.

Wang Hongdao also raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Boom!"

Something, as if it had been smashed.

Immediately afterward, a series of shaking sounds rang out over the entire island.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The sound of the eager and urgent beating of the war drums grew faster than the other.

The sound of war drums spread throughout the island.

This is the highest level of alarm in Guangyangmen, which means a dangerous situation of life and death.

Once such a war drum sounds, all the monks must put down their business and rush to the bottom of the floating island.

All are there to be guards regardless of life or death.

Because this drum sound means that the most important circle has a problem.

Large-scale spiritual power isolation circle!

It's about whether or not the Realm Demon can detect this island!

And at this moment, this circle has been destroyed!

For a sect, this is a never-ending war.

The ancient drums of war shook the whole island because of this.

Wang Hongdao's face changed greatly.

In an instant, the spiritual power on his body was collected again and again, and in the end, not even a trace of spiritual power escaped.

He almost used the fastest speed to collect all the spiritual power.

But the situation changed too quickly, too suddenly, too quickly.

No matter how fast Wang Hongdao's movements were, it had a slight impact.

In the void, a dense black mouth appeared.

The unconscious bodies of the Realm Demon are all here.

These large mouths hung around the floating island, and they were aimed at Wang Hongdao together.

The mouths were about to move, but they gradually quieted down again.

It's a shame that the spiritual power in that direction will be extinguished at the slightest moment.

Just a little bit, they can find delicious food.

There were more and more black mouths, gradually filling the entire void.

The floating island where Guangyangmen is located is completely surrounded by the unconscious body of the realm demon.

Wang Hongdao looked at this scene, gritted his teeth and said, "You vicious boy......

"What's the solution, your cultivation realm is too high, and Childe doesn't approve of letting you use spiritual power." Qi Yan said leisurely.

They stood on a high platform.

The entire island where Guangyangmen is located can no longer emit any trace of spiritual power now.

Because from this moment on, anyone who dares to use spiritual power will be discovered by the unconscious body of the realm demon, and then eaten by the realm demon.

Whether it was Wang Hongdao in the Xuanling Realm or Zhao Wuzhu in the Taixuan Realm, they couldn't use the spiritual power in their bodies.

The large black mouth in the sky opened downward, revealing sharp fangs.

They are already in place and are waiting patiently.

Wait for a creature to leak its spiritual power.

Once they find their target, they will rush to the monk, leaving the monk with no scum left.

"That's how you deal with me?" Wang Hongdao stared at Qi Yandao.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drums were like a shower, urging people to fight for their lives and go to protect the magic circle for the sect.

As long as the circle is not repaired, the drumming will never stop.

Originally, this was the moment when all the monks rose up to protect the sect.

But almost all the monks were killed by Wang Hongdao.

No one can protect the circle.

This is really the most embarrassing moment in Wang Hongdao's life.

His hand unconsciously reached for the storage bag.

"I know you have an escape boat, but do you dare to use a storage bag now?" Qi Yan said.

Wang Hongdao looked at the sky.

The sky was no longer visible, and it was full of unconscious bodies of realm demons.

They kept shaking to sense the spiritual power around them.

Wang Hongdao's face turned gloomy.

To open the storage bag, you need a trace of spiritual power.

But the appearance of this trace of spiritual power is likely to be captured by the unconscious body of the realm demon.

The consequence is death.

Wang Hongdao didn't dare to bet.

"But have you thought about it, so you won't be able to run away yourself." Wang Hongdao said.

"I didn't think about it." Qi Yan said.

He admitted it so happily, Wang Hongdao couldn't believe it.

"I absolutely don't believe this, no one can ignore their own life and death." Wang Hongdao shook his head and said.

"Listen, I've rarely heard such an ancient sound of war, but this drum sound is surprisingly good." Qi Yan said lightly.

He clenched his sword tightly and leaned forward slightly.

"Today, here, either you die or I die, and everything else will be divided into life and death."

He concluded.

"Slow!" Wang Hongdao shouted.

"You idiot, there are some things that can be talked about slowly, why don't you tell me that you control the magic circle of the floating island!" Wang Hongdao gritted his teeth and said.

"There's no need for that," Qi Yan said, "Not to mention my son-in-law, even I think that the battle should have a fighting appearance, and it's really boring to calculate or something." ”

The long sword like autumn water pointed directly at Wang Hongdao.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drums beat urgently.

Fighting spirit.

There seems to be smoke rising.

"Huangquan Realm, Mountain Maiden, please advise." She said.