The white sturgeon lightly tapped the white bone spear at his feet, and a huge wave slammed down on the candle hunter, and the old lady held the staff to steady her body, but she was still swept out of the ten feet. The white sturgeon sneered: "Guan Yao, in Yuwang Port, my white sturgeon has the final say!"

The candle yin hunters Guan Yao, Jing Shuang, Nanfang, and Huang Qi gathered together in Yuwangbu, which used to be a foolproof strategy. The four of them are all immortal cultivators of the God Transformation Realm, and although they are not considered to be the top in the Candle Yin Realm with their realm, they have accumulated a lot of descendants with hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation, so they are used to being respected.

When they were sent to the Third Realm by the Flame Beast to kill Yuanwei, the four of them were somewhat dissatisfied in their hearts. Especially when the four of them were arranged to wait for Yuanwei's arrival in Yuwang Port, and what kind of protective array was to be built to trap Yuanwei, they had laughed at the great commander they were not convinced countless times. In their opinion, that Yuan Wei, who only had the cultivation of the Soul Condensing Realm, any of the four people only needed one finger to crush him to death. After all, at this time, Yuanwei was a waste who only cultivated in the Soul Condensing Realm.

However, what happened in less than half a day made them uneasy.

First, the four of Yuanwei killed Jing Shuang together. Then Guan Yao was beaten by a white sturgeon in the Yindai River and fled. When Guan Miao came to Yuwangbu with the boldness, he found that Huang Qi had died under the spear of the white sturgeon, and the most timid southern fang did not know his whereabouts......

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound of houses collapsing to the north of the town, and the night sky of Yuwangbu flickered and darkened, and a cyan dome flickered and appeared.

"It must have been Motoo who destroyed the array tower there!" Wu Nian shouted loudly slapping his thigh, having said that, he really couldn't understand how the four of Motoo did it.

Guan Yao was even more flustered, she knew that the flickering of the Array Dome meant that the Array could collapse at any time. Suddenly, Guan Yao regretted a little, regretting that he insisted on building the array tower inside the array, if he built the array tower outside the array according to Nanfang's plan, he only needed to spend some spiritual power to wait for the arrival of other candle hunters.

"Who knew that this fish king was so powerful, and who knew that Yuanwei was so unexpected!" Guan Miao sighed in his heart, but waved the staff in his hand, "White sturgeon, you have to think clearly, the old immortal of the flame beast will never allow immortal cultivators above the bone refining realm to exist in the third realm, let alone allow Yuanwei to live." You can kill the four of us, but you will definitely not be able to kill hundreds of Divine Realm Candle Yin Hunters, let alone kill Immortal Realm Candle Yin Hunters! The death of Broken Cloud is a lesson from the past! The Third Realm will always face despair! Give up! Give up!"

Guan Yao said it with confidence, and finally waved his staff to conjure up purple lightning to detain several mortals to his side and torture them wantonly.

"White sturgeon, you see, in the eyes of the candle hunters, you have no ability to resist like these mortal insects and ants, you only deserve to live like insects and ants!"

The white sturgeon was anxious, you must know that he had cultivated in this Yuwang Port for 10,000 years, and he got along with mortals as a flower child on weekdays, so he had a deep friendship with those mortals.

"Guan Yao, you let them go for me, immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the lives of mortals, do you dare not abide by the rules of immortal cultivation?"

"What?" Guan Yao looked at the white sturgeon in surprise as if he had seen the most ridiculous thing, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahaha! Hahaha! Ridiculous, the Third Realm has such foolish rules! Who said that immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the lives of mortals? Mortals are mortals, and they only have the fate of being driven by us to plunder!"

Guan Yao said, and the purple lightning on the staff climbed onto the villagers of Yuwangbu, and after a few breaths, those mortals had turned into ashes.

The mortals who survived were so frightened that they tried to flee but were so frightened that they couldn't pull their legs.

Liu Lan fell to his knees with a thud, and he kowtowed to Guan Yao one after another, "This female fairy, we are all mortals, we are all insignificant insects and ants, you can raise your noble hand and let us go!"

Guan smiled and waved the snake staff, and the thick purple lightning made a crackling sound and stretched out towards Liu Lan.

"Presumptuous!" the white sturgeon was furious, his figure suddenly disappeared, but the next breath appeared behind Guan Yao. The white bone spear made a gurgling sound and stabbed Guan Yao in the back.

Guan Miao had no choice but to take the staff and hide aside, and the thick lightning had no spiritual power to support, and finally disappeared into nothingness in front of Liu Lan.

Liu Lan escaped death, he turned to the white sturgeon and said, "Old man Bai, I know that you are the old man Bai of Yuwang Port." If you want to blame us for being blind, we don't know that you are always an immortal, immortal, for the sake of our daily charity, stop fighting, just do what the old woman says!"

"What? what did you say?" asked the sturgeon.

"Didn't the old woman say that there are so many people in their gang that you can't beat them? If you hold on like this, it will only bring disaster to our Yuwang Port. I beg you, stop fighting, and admit defeat to them!"

Liu Lan's words reminded the villagers of Yuwangbu that they woke up from a dream as if they had found a way to survive, so they knelt down towards the white sturgeon, "Immortals, don't fight 1" "Immortals, admit defeat!"

The white sturgeon was speechless in anger, he had guarded Yuwangbu for 10,000 years, and in the end he was abandoned by mortals! He pointed at the villagers of Yuwangbu and asked, "That candle hunter wants me to die, do you also want me to die!"

"Immortals, don't they all say that immortals are merciful, if your death can bring peace to Yuwangbu, why don't you die!" Liu Lan replied seriously.

"Yes, Master Liu is right. Immortals! River God! For the sake of our Yuwang Port, you will die!"

Guan Yao looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh wildly when he looked at the disappointed and angry expression of the white sturgeon, "Hahaha, interesting, really interesting." However, you mortals, listen up, the death of this white sturgeon cannot be exchanged for the peace of the Third Realm, only the death of that Yuan Wei can make us candle hunters retreat!"

The villagers of Yuwangbu are completely crazy, they are talking to each other, restless.

"I see!

"yes, who's Motoo?"

"Yuanwei Immortal, please die quickly!"

"Yuanwei Immortal, please die quickly!"

The prayers of the mortals grew louder and louder, and finally they converged into a torrent of sound that resounded in the sky above Yuwang Port!

It is impossible for Yuanwei not to hear it, at this time he is already standing on the street of Yuwangbu, less than 100 zhang away from Guan Yao, less than 20 zhang away from the white sturgeon, and less than 5 zhang away from the mortals of Yuwangbu.

"I'm Motoo!"

Motowei's hoarse and deep voice was not high, but it was like a cold wind blowing, and Yuwangbu fell into absolute silence.

Liu Lan prostrate and looked behind him, and there were several people standing in the middle of Yuwangbu Street. It was a huge white monkey, a middle-aged scholar, a goosebump old lady, and a delicate little girl. They were surrounded by a young man dressed in black. For Liu Lan, although it was the first time he saw Yuanwei, he was very sure that the man in black in front of him was the Yuanwei that his grandmother had in her mouth. It's just that the tail in front of him doesn't have the legendary kindness and youth, but on the contrary, there is a kind of frightening yin.

"I heard, you want me dead?" Motoo asked calmly, as if the question he asked had nothing to do with him.

"Yuanwei Immortal, I heard Grandma Tai say that you can best understand the suffering of our mortals. Now that someone wants to kill you, you must have done something wrong to be sorry for them. It's better for you to let them kill them, and it can be regarded as saving our Yuwang Port from fire and water!" Liu Lan cried.

"Yuanwei, how dare you live if you offend the immortals!"

"Shut up, that Yuanwei is also an immortal!"

"Moto-tail... I... All I beg you is to die ... ”

"Motoo, you go die!"

。。。。。。

The white sturgeon looked at Yuanwei from afar, and when he saw that Yuanwei's fingers holding the snake staff began to turn white, he couldn't help but roar, "You mortals don't know that our Third Realm has been destroyed for a long time. If we want to regain the glory of the past, if we want to become the emperor mountain realm alongside Haoyang and Candleyin, Yuanwei is our only hope!"

Liu Lan looked dazed, "Immortals, what Third Realm, what Emperor Mountain Realm, what does this have to do with us mortals? Yuanwei is not hope, his death is our hope!"

Tens of millions of mortals in Yuwangbu helped the old and the young to kneel in front of Yuanwei, and they called loudly, expecting Yuanwei to die.

The white sturgeon was furious, his bone spear slashed in the air, and the water of the Yindai River fell from the sky, and the surging water of the river swept thousands of mortals in Yuwangbu into the river and went down the river. . .

After just a few breaths, there were only a few immortal cultivators left on the noisy streets that had just returned to life.

Shui Churen gently pulled Yuanwei's sleeve and whispered, "Senior brother, don't be angry... ”

Yuanwei's eyes were dead ashes, and after a few breaths, he seemed to gradually have a brilliance in the appeasement of the Shui Chu people.

"Yuanwei, Yuanwei, you have also seen it, in fact, not only mortals, but also those immortal cultivators who want you to die are not a few. If it were possible, you would have died in the hands of the Third Realm Immortal Cultivators, so why bother us candle hunters to do it! In this situation, what face do you have to live?!" Guan Miao smiled gloatingly, she understood that if she used this to disturb Yuan Wei's mind, even if she couldn't kill him, Yuan Wei would eventually be difficult to achieve.

"Senior brother。。。 ”

"Motoo。。。 ”

Yuanwei didn't seem to hear the comfort of the Shuichu people and the white sturgeon, and behind him a hula appeared a pair of huge wings, the wings vibrate, and Yuanwei disappeared into the void with a snake staff in his hand.

"Protect your lord!" Bai Luan knew that Yuanwei's soul power and spiritual power were lacking, and he had become the end of a strong crossbow, so he couldn't help but remind Lu Xian and Jiu Ji loudly, and the three of them pounced on Guan Yao almost at the same time.

After all, the realm is too disparity, Guan Yao has already noticed the figure of Yuanwei, a lightning bolt struck the void, and Yuanwei's figure fell from the void into the muddy water... Guan Miao himself seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning, conjuring countless lightning bolts before one breath, and appearing in the place where a certain lightning disappeared after the next breath.

Guan Yao's staff was like an eagle's claw, and suddenly attacked Yuanwei in the muddy water.

"Go die!" Guan Yao's eyes were full of fierce light, as if he had mastered Yuanwei's life and death.

However, Motoo's body shifted through the water at an incredible speed, and after the next breath, several thick blood-colored corals lifted Motowei up.