A few days later, in the middle of the Pearl Island, a dark light like an ink dragon rose into the sky, setting off a sound of wind and thunder, and instantly passed through the protective light curtain and went straight to the sky.

It was Zhao Shenbi.

His body was hidden in a hat and black robe, his toes were light, he stepped on the ashes of the long knife, and looked back at the small cave mansion that he had rented casually and rarely stayed in for three years, and he was a little emotional.

In the past three years, most of the time he has been hunting demon beasts overseas, eating and sleeping in the open air, wearing stars and moons, often returning only once in a few months, often finding a small island that no one cares about, and after laying out the formation, it will be used as a resting place.

is about to leave this place now, although it is not sad and nostalgic, but after all, it is a place that has witnessed his difficult rise in this life, which naturally makes him feel a little.

But now that the demon tide is coming, whether the Fourteen Islands can survive this catastrophe is still to be said, not to mention his small cave mansion.

After Zhao Shenbi put away his mixed thoughts, he immediately urged the remaining ashes, turned into a sharper light, and shot towards Luoxia Island.

The knife is full of air, cutting vertically and horizontally.

Such a high-profile act is indeed deliberate.

Now that the Fourteen Islands are in chaos, in this land of wild cultivation and people's hearts, if you don't show some extraordinary strength and deter Xiaoxiao, I am afraid that on the way to Luoxia Island, which is hundreds of miles, it will attract countless wild cultivators to intercept and kill, kill people and plunder goods.

Although Zhao Shenbi is not afraid, he doesn't want to cause more trouble.

The top priority is to go to Luoxia Island to take a ferry, seek the protection of the major sects, and go to the Tianyuan Continent to avoid the demon tide.

With Zhao Shenbi's current speed of running against the wind, the speed of thunder, in less than half a day, the beautiful and graceful mountains and rivers and gorgeous scenery of Luoxia Island loomed in the field of vision.

On the sea, behemoths that could accommodate hundreds of people were lined up one after another, and they were obviously the last batch of large ferries to return to the Tian Yuan Continent.

It's just that if you want to be more orderly than before, Luoxia Island is now overcrowded and chaotic.

Not to mention that the dispensable protective light curtain has long been removed, and even the wild cultivation forces that have occupied the island all year round have been empty, making Luoxia Island completely unwanted.

Countless wild cultivators crisscrossed the country, each with its own freaks, and there were countless endless fights and dirty and dangerous transactions in secret, but there were very few people who were qualified to return to the mainland by ferry.

After all, the seven ferries can carry less than three thousand monks at most, but there are already more than 10,000 wild cultivators on the island, many of whom want to fish in troubled waters, but they have all been pulled out by the deacons of the Tianyuan Continent sect, so they can only risk their lives and fly across the long sea together.

After Zhao Shenbi's divine thoughts swept slightly, he immediately swept towards a trestle bridge on the edge of the island.

Like his current appearance in the black robe, there are many places on the island, which is not eye-catching, not to mention that the cultivation he has shown in the late stage of the long journey is only at a medium level, so naturally no one will pay attention to it in the slightest.

At the beginning, Old Man Ma let him come to Luoxia Island with an order, and someone would arrange to board the ship, but what he didn't expect now was that there were seven ferries, and they obviously belonged to different sects, so he couldn't identify them for a while.

Zhao Shenbi took out the token that looked like a mountain but not a mountain, and the strange shape took a cursory look, and after a little groaning, he chose a big ship with a green and yellow body and an ancient and powerful appearance, and slowly walked towards it.

The person in charge of checking the qualifications for boarding the boat was a middle-aged man with an indifferent face, mean lips, and a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

Unlike the Donglin Sect, in this continent where the cultivation realm is more prosperous, among the first-class sects, only the Earth Immortal Cultivator who has produced the Golden Pill has always been qualified to serve as an elder.

Seeing Zhao Shenbi coming slowly, only the cultivation of the Far Travel Realm, a trace of contempt and fierceness suddenly flashed on the middle-aged man's face, "Get out!

When Zhao Shenbi heard this, a wave of anger also surged in his heart, the red light flashed in his eyes, and after snorting coldly, he immediately threw out the yellowed token in the blue.

"Get away, take the token of Tianyuan Mountain, and actually come to take my Saint Lomen's ferry, can you find death?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but after taking the token and glancing at it, his face was even more annoyed, and he threw it at Zhao Shenbi.

Under this throw, it was enough to use the power of fifty or sixty percent of the cultivation in the middle stage of the manifestation, obviously this Saint Roman's deacon had evil intentions, and wanted to give the person in front of him a good look.

Some wild cultivators who were trying to fish in troubled waters saw this scene, and immediately showed a gloating smile.

To withstand this blow with the cultivation realm in the late stage of the long journey, although it will not be beaten and fall on the spot, the best result is that he will be seriously injured and bedridden, and it may even lead to the collapse of the qi mansion, the shattering of the Dao platform, and the destruction of the hard cultivation.

It's just that Pingshui meets, and if you don't agree with each other, you will cut off people's avenues, which can be said to be extremely vicious.

Zhao Shenbi suddenly felt a sense of heat in his chest, but his eyes became more and more cold, obviously a little murderous.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, the black robe flipped over, setting off a violent wave of qi, and the palm bones made a crisp explosion, and he actually grabbed the token that burst out in front of everyone's eyes!

The air tumbled and shook, and the sound was deafening, but Zhao Shenbi's body did not move at all, not even the slightest tremor.

"Where did this man come from, and why was he able to take this blow in the flesh!"

"Could it be that the manifest old monster who deliberately hid his cultivation?"

“......”

In the crowd, the voices of discussion came and went.

Seeing that he had failed to make a contribution with one blow, the middle-aged deacon suddenly felt that he had lost face in front of everyone, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face, staring at Zhao Shenbi like a poisonous snake and said, "Something interesting." ”

After a while, a trace of cruelty and cunning flashed in his pupils, and he pretended to suddenly realize and said in a loud voice: "You hold the Tianyuan Mountain token, but you can't even tell the ferry, and you actually came outside my Holy Luo Sect's ship. Could it be that you can't kill and rob this token? I'm going to do the right thing for heaven today and kill you madman!"

The middle-aged deacon's face was ruthless, and he immediately put himself on the side of justice, standing on the moral high ground.

It seems that if you don't do this, you won't be able to hide your ugly and vicious heart and deeds.

Zhao Shenbi shook his head, and under the hat, his extremely cold voice came, "You can give it a try." ”

When the middle-aged deacon heard this, he immediately laughed angrily, and his spiritual cultivation erupted, turning into a blue light, and his figure was like a phantom, approaching Zhao Shenbi violently.

Although there was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, there was no complacency in his heart.

The blow he received just now was just a casual one, but the person in front of him was not an understatement?

As soon as you make a move, it's a killer move.

The blue light in the middle-aged deacon's hand splashed, and a brilliant and crystalline lotus flower appeared, and the water transport essence condensed abnormally, and immediately broke out of the air, shattered and exploded in mid-air, turning into hundreds of water lotuses, and smashing down on Zhao Shenbi's head and face.

In the sea water below, an ancient trident broke through the water surface, causing the sea water to turn into a rain curtain falling from the sky, and then split into three, stabbing at Zhao Shenbi's head, chest, and waist.

This trident is worthy of being a magic weapon that the Manifestation Monk has been polishing in the Qi Mansion for many years, and it immediately conjured up three whale shark phantoms, opening its bloody mouth with sharp teeth intertwined, which is extremely vicious.

Before he got close, Zhao Shenbi felt that his body was about to be torn apart, which showed how powerful it was.

Zhao Shenbi was extremely angry in his heart, but he was also a little puzzled why this middle-aged man, who was a deacon of Saint Lomon, was so manic after seeing the token of Tianyuan Mountain, and he was willing to give up only if he wanted to put him to death.

didn't have time to think about it, Zhao Shenbi suddenly grabbed the remaining ashes, like a carp rolling, rolled over on the trestle, and dodged the first wave of water lotus attacks.

After those fierce water lotuses missed, they smashed on the bridge, causing the bridges to explode and break one after another, and the power was amazing.

Zhao Shenbi's body was like electricity, and he used a posture similar to a thousand catties to fall, and suddenly sank into the sea water, quickly and decisively, so that all the water lotuses that followed came came in vain.

Only after a pause, the trident magic weapon that turned into a fierce whale shark also submerged into the seawater, and followed it like a shadow.

In the depths of the sea, there seemed to be a dull sound and fluctuations, and the middle-aged deacon stood in mid-air, clasping his hands into fists, as if he had seen the scene of Zhao Shenbi being torn apart.

Suddenly, his complexion changed, and after a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"My Sea Shark Halberd...... How could it be ......" he shuddered and muttered in disbelief.

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