The octopus clan was quickly defeated, although they could quickly penetrate and sink the ironclad dragon ship that human beings relied on for survival, but they had no way to deal with the taller and larger copper-clad treasure ships, and those who lost their boats, except for those who were swept into the sea and were eaten alive or drowned, but all those who could survive, even the wounded, also encouraged Gangfeng to perform the magic of walking on the water, and continued to infuse Gangfeng wielding weapons and tearing apart the flesh and blood of the octopus clan with cold and sharp bronze.

In the past, the octopus clan was able to wreak havoc on the world and scare human beings away, relying only on the natural fear of human beings for water warfare, when a person can only rely on divine skills to temporarily float on the sea, and have nothing to rely on, this person is inevitably timid, inevitably under the urging of survival instinct, looking forward and backward, thinking of retreating, but when these people who are temporarily standing on the water put their own life and death aside, and their chests are full of thoughts of revenge for the large number of victims, they are not afraid of death, and a large number of human soldiers, even if they know that they will be drowned in the water in heavy armor for a short time, they do not hesitate and even wave their weapons towards the octopus clan more and more frantically。

The Gangfeng broke out, the poisonous current was rampant, the octopus clan ushered in the fastest fiasco since its birth, and the navy of the Southern Empire ushered in Cui's crazy slaughter since the founding of the country.

That is several times higher than the slaughter of the city by Jianzhou Nuer.

In an instant, the 6,000 elite soldiers of the Sea Clan were killed to only 200, and they retreated to the entrance of the new secret realm of Li Dai Taozhuang in embarrassment, leaving behind more than 5,700 corpses, large or small, these corpses, human beings will not be buried, but according to the customs of the people of the East China Sea, they will be dragged back to the coast in a big boat as an offering to the goddess of the sea, Matsu.

Their bodies, where they can eat, are all sliced and pickled into delicious dried fish for the world, and where they can't eat will be covered with silt, burned paper into ceramics, and placed in the temple of the goddess of the sea, becoming a vivid teaching material to warn children and grandchildren not to forget the war spirit of their ancestors.

The victorious side cleaned up the battlefield, needless to say, while the defeated octopus clan rushed into this new secret realm full of flames and lava, and was teleported by the power of the secret realm itself to the humans who fled here first.

The octopus, who has been here for countless years, knows that the only volcano under the East China Sea can both kill them and save them-

The Flame Demon slays Luo Yuan.

【East China Sea Lava Secret Realm: Unknown Area】

Feng Lieshan got up from the black-gray dirt pit and glanced back at the strange spring behind him with some luck.

Strange Spring's eyes were closed, his face was like tin foil, and there was not a trace of blood on his whole face, which was still lovely. She spoke softly about a raised stone, a gray stone that should have been cold and bitterly cold under the water, but still exuding a slight warmth. Strange Spring's hands and feet were cold, the part from her forehead to the back of her ears was also cold, only the torso and cheeks still exuded a trace of warmth, her eyes were closed, her teeth were clenched, if it weren't for the few wisps of snort, it really looked like a corpse. Her long blazing white dress looked spotless from a distance, but when she got closer, she could see that many places had been burned into dense holes, which were damaged by the sparks that burst out of the lava during their escape.

On the white skin of the strange spring, there were even several dense yellow-black burns the size of a fly's head.

Feng Lieshan stood up and used the wind to blow the dust off his body, his black robe looked brand new, but it still couldn't hide the subtle wrinkles and damage. At this time, the elders of the Demon Pavilion, they could only simply tidy up their appearance in this dry and windy place to maintain the dignity of a divine warrior, and as for the damage to their clothes, it was really a big deal.

He stood up and looked around, surrounded by black earth and dark red pools of magma, barely a single water molecule in the air.

He looked up and could vaguely see black sea water floating above the not high sky, and it was hard to imagine that in such a space deep under the sea, it could be so dry that it could not squeeze out a drop of water with the wind.

Feng Lieshan, who had finished observing the surroundings, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Finally let those youkai pass. He muttered softly, feeling a little bitterly as his exhausted vitality and strength slowly recovered. Just a quarter of an hour ago, the five of them met the main force of the octopus clan in this strange place where there was no exit at all.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the octopus clan who like water to come to this kind of place, when Feng Lieshan escaped to Philosophy with a few people, he also took a fancy to the extremely unfavorable environment for the octopus clan, but who had wanted to be defeated by the southern army outside The octopus clan retreated to the entrance of the new secret realm in a panic, and was directly teleported here, and in a frightening red makeup, directly appeared in front of Feng Lieshan and them.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

Feng Lieshan will not forget the panic and humiliation he experienced in the days after the ejection ended, which he had never imagined before.

He fought desperately, exhausted the organs, and painstakingly pulled out dozens of disciples, elders, Dharma protectors and worshippers from the hands of death, and other characters were scattered and divided under the riot of a group of octopuses, and then completely lost contact, and even Liang Yunfeng, a disciple he looked at, didn't know the life or death of Liang Yunfeng, a disciple he looked at, and there were only three springs (strange springs, fairy springs and living springs) and two women from the Interpretation Sect, one was the bullied Elder Taishang, and the other was the "Renegade Sect" Han Chan'er, such a man, five women, and six people, under the chaos and ups and downs of stumbling, suddenly came out of Zhang Yuqun and ran to this strange lava field.

Feng Lieshan, who had lost all his disciples, elders, retinues, protégés, and even his brother Feng Yuanyuan, also felt miserable and lonely for the first time, and it took him a lot of hands and feet to stabilize the collapsed strange spring, and finally found a hidden place in the lava secret realm that was not too hot, and several people sat around to rest, recovering almost overdrawn physical strength.

He didn't even know that his younger brother, senior brother, proud protégé, right-hand man, and more than 20 other people were teleported out by the main soul of the secret realm that was about to disintegrate when they were surrounded, and they were rescued by Zhang Chengcheng and thrown onto the treasure ship under the pretext of "falling into trouble", and lived a relatively comfortable life in the following month. Feng Changyuan even spent a little money to rent a small fishing boat to walk around the sea because of his special status, and he had long forgotten about his eldest brother.

In the Demon Path, only the people of the Black Mountain Villa will take care of their fellow disciples in times of danger, and in the Righteous Path, only the people of the Divine Sword Gate will fall apart when they are in danger.

Feng Lieshan rested here for almost a day, and then just as the few of them were about to set off to find the exit of the secret realm (after such a catastrophe, it would be nonsense to say anything about exploring treasures), they encountered the remnants of two hundred octopus soldiers led by Rin Rin Abyss Hallucinogenic Liuli.

Still the same sentence, the enemies were very red when they saw each other, Feng Lieshan didn't say a word, he took out the telescopic spear he carried with him and charged, he knew that in the face of the alien race of the sea, no conspiracy and tricks were used, and only with the strongest courage to kill the morale of the other party was the way to live in autumn.

This time, Feng Lieshan and the others occupied an absolute advantage in terms of time, place and morale, and only in terms of numbers and combat power, they were at an absolute disadvantage. The octopus clan ushered in the biggest fiasco since its birth, and was afraid of human beings, coupled with this volcanic lava-like environment, even if there was a ability, it could not exert thirty percent, so it could only rely on the brute force of the number of people to suppress, and finally let three of the six people break out of the encirclement.

Because Elder Taishang was blocked from cultivating, he was the first to become a captive of the Octopus Clan.

Xianquan was also captured because he was injured when the escape boat rolled over because he was on top of his body before, and his combat strength was weak.

Living Spring, who was originally dragged by the strange spring's hand and pulled together to break through, but at the moment when they were about to break out of the encirclement, the living spring was grabbed by a general beside the cold abyss hallucinogenic Liuli with a tentacle.

At that moment, Weiquan chose to let go, but before she could even let go of her fingers, she felt a heavy and light on her arm, and then the whole person flew forward, and in her hand, she was still pinching one of Huoquan's arms.

And the living fountain was torn apart and swallowed alive by the brutal octopus general in the seconds after that.

At that time, Feng Lieshan could only instinctively drag the strange spring, unable to run forward, instinctively dodging left and right to avoid several lava eruptions, and finally fell headlong into the earth pit without physical strength, until a quarter of an hour later, he woke up leisurely.

"Han Chan'er?!Han Chan'er!" Feng Lieshan recalled this, and finally came back to his senses, regaining his understanding of the current situation from the rather severe state of hunger, fatigue, and chaos.

The three of them, in the Jedi, a living Jedi almost covered with lava, are still unable to work together in the difficult situation after the alien race has wreaked havoc. Han Chan'er was willing to leave alone, not if she encountered any accidents, otherwise, Feng Lieshan and Weiquan, who were completely incapacitated, would not have been spared.

At this moment, Feng Lieshan also recalled the plan that had been hovering in his mind, killing the strange spring and killing the incandescent white peony.

Feng Lieshan, although he is smart, but he is a good man, scheming is a little bigger, there is no so-called concept of "cooperation" in his heart, he uses everyone, and he himself is willing to be used by Sang Tianliang, otherwise, there are so many masters of the Devil's Way Pavilion, why did they send him to the secret realm of the East China Sea? At any time, Feng Lieshan only had two starting points for considering the problem, one was to bring benefits to himself, and the other was whether he could grasp the initiative or even control.

At this time, it is impossible for him and Weiquan to talk about any initiative, let alone control. Weiquan is a princess, the little leader of the blazing white peony, out of the secret realm, she is the official, and Feng Lieshan is still a grass people, after all, since the invasion of the northerners, the so-called "partial general" identity he obtained by donating money has been wiped out with the complete fall of his defense area.

It is precisely because of the asymmetry of each other's identities that Feng Lieshan must be under the absolute control of the strange spring, and there is no room for refutation.

Feng Lieshan understood that in Wei Quan's heart, the value of his whole person was not even comparable to a firecracker.

As for using his strength to resist Strange Spring, that's not good, Feng Lieshan is not Wan Jianxin, within five years, he can only reach the threshold of the first level of the Strange Dao, and he is still far from the realm of the Strange Spring at least three times or more, if he is still followed by a group of disciples of the Demon Pavilion, of course he is not afraid, it is a big deal to use the military strength to surround and capture the Strange Spring, but at this time, he and the Strange Spring are in a one-on-one state, and he has no possibility of counterattacking.

"Han Chan'er was not there, and Weiquan was whipped several times (referring to being whipped by the tentacles of the octopus clan), and it would be reasonable if he found that he died of whip wounds...... No, if the deity also left alone, and finally got lost when he said that he was exploring the way, wouldn't everything be shirked? Han Chan'er left without anyone's consent? The secret realm is dangerous, so let's have a destiny!" Feng Lieshan thought so, and a red and black cold light flashed in his slit-like eyes. He didn't notice that a trace of strange black mist was slowly rising around his body, and he didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness with the thoughts of commanding, arrogant, and casually sacrificing others from the various strange springs that flashed back and forth in his mind.

His feeling at this time was an irrepressible hatred.

He thought to himself of the things he had betrayed the Demon Heart, betrayed the entire Demon Pavilion, and forced Yun Wuyue, Wei Wuliang and Zhang Mengmeng to death. "Since you have done such an excessive thing, what else can't be done in the secret realm?" Feng Lieshan thought so, turned around coldly, and walked towards the strange spring that was still lying on the big rock.

He raised his fist angrily, but he didn't swing it for the first time, because he saw a little touching vision, and in the hand of the strange spring, he was still holding a woman's severed arm, and the blood had dried up.

Feng Lieshan only remembered at this time, the strange spring layer kept saying that he wanted to bring the only remaining body back to the empire and bury it alive, after all, even if the living spring was not strong, he did not have any merits, but he was really sacrificed for the blazing white peony, and he was a hero.

Thinking of this, Feng Lieshan couldn't help but feel nauseous, and he was a little sympathetic to those charming young disciples of the Xie Yu Sect. Interpretation of the Sect, Interpretation of the Sect, although it is said that there is a mistake in the struggle for independence, but isn't the cause of the unbearable oppression of you blazing white peonies? On the rivers and lakes, no matter the righteous path and the demon path, the Infernal Affairs, all the small sects that have taken refuge in the large sects, which one is not proud of having a backer and connections? Without absolute oppression and endless sacrifice, who will be okay to make an independent scene?