Due to the destruction of Mu Shen Jumang's "Qingteng Skynet Great Array", the battlefield changed in an instant, and the magic formations of both sides were greatly affected. The sand and dust flying blade of the fierce plough mound Ying Long and the black gas poison of the concubine of the Nine Xuan Snake Female Rain suddenly decreased, and the skull illusion of Shui Bo Tianwu disappeared even more. And the five members of the Qingyang Sect were also very uncomfortable in an instant due to the dazzling light, and the speed of the rotation of the "Vortex Sword Array" suddenly decreased, and they returned to the initial level of the "Sword Formation" - that is, the "Five Plum Single Open" state where the original five people danced with a single sword, and the sword speed was also much slower.

At this time, both sides of the opponent were exhausted, and it was difficult to continue, and they had to replenish their energy with jade and other stones before they could fight again, and the four mages of the East China Sea were even more exhausted, and neither of the two sides could help anyone. The four mages returned to their senses, changed back into human form, and stood in all directions to stop attacking. The five members of the Qingyang faction also stopped the sword in their hands, stood in the position of the five elements, faced the four directions, and confronted each other in the air.

Xuanjizi's sword was unsheathed, facing Ying Long to the west, and said in a loud voice: "Archmage, do you think you can still keep us today?"

The Nine Snake Xuannu Concubine Yu said: "Don't boast about Haikou, Dao Chief, my blade 'Nine Xuan Snake Spear' has not yet been unsheathed?"

Fairy Mei said loudly: "The 'Ice Spirit Plum Sword' in my hand! I just want to comprehend your 'Nine Xuan Snake Spear'!"

Mu Shenju said: "I only cared about the 'Skynet Formation' just now, and the 'Double Dragon Rule' in my hand is not finished!"

Yun Zhongzi said: "Then I will now use the 'sword' against the 'rules' to ask the wood god for a lesson or two?"

Mu Shen Ju Mang suddenly blushed, just now Yun Zhongzi was empty-handed against his "Double Dragon Rules" Mu Shen still couldn't have the upper hand, let alone use the "sword" against the "rules"?

Ying Long roared: "Then fight another three hundred rounds to decide the winner!"

Lei Zhenzi roared: "This time, I will single-handedly challenge you Ying Long Archmage!"

Tianwu said quietly: "You wait for yourself to be called a master, degrade us as demons and monsters, and say that the devil is one foot high, and the road is one foot high." Don't you know that there is a Dao Law, that the demons have demonic skills, that the Dao and the demons are mutually reinforced, and that no one can leave the world and become independent, and that An Neng will not be one foot higher than the Dao and one foot high? Thousands of years have passed, is it the profound Demon Skill or the Dao Method? How many times have we fought to the death in the past and present lives, but have the results been compared? Not to mention this short day?

In today's fierce battle, Shui Bo Tianwu took the lead in shooting, fighting martial arts, fighting wits and courage, fighting the most intense, the most glorious scene belonged to him, and the most embarrassing glimpse was also him, at the beginning he was the most arrogant, and now his experience is also the most profound, so these words can be said from his mouth, and he sounds extremely loyal.

Yun Zhongzi said: "Master Tianwu's words are not without a little truth, the Tao is also the law, the magic is good, with the magic skills of you and me, even if we fight for three days and three nights, we may not be able to see the difference." This sea is already full of blood, must it be bloody and the blue sea, and the red waves are monstrous?"

Shui Botian Wu listened to Yun Zhongzi's words, was silent, and retreated more than ten zhang by himself.

Ying Long shouted: "Withdraw!" and hurriedly retreated to the side of Master Yu's concubine on the south side, and the two of them retreated to the east. Shuibo Tianwu in the north also turned to the east, moving closer to the wood god Jumang.

At the same time, the five members of the Qingyang Sect also withdrew from the position of the "Spiral Illusion Formation", gathered beside the head of Xuanji, stood together, and stood facing east. Xuan Jizi bowed his hand to the four major mages on the east side, and said in a loud voice: "The Qingyang faction is farewell!

"No!" said Mu Shenmang, rolling his eyes to the sky.

"Qingyang Sixuan" took Shang Qingtian Lingbo with slight steps, stepping on the blood-red waves and slowly walking back.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, the red sun was shining, the remnant sun was like blood, the fiery sunset was reflected on the sea, the red waves were sparkling, the red tide was thousands of miles, the water waves were shaking the sea surface and there were still the remnants of people and beasts and limbs, the sound of the ebbing tide was like crying, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Although two people were rescued, eight more outstanding disciples were killed or missing in battle; although they won the victory in the East China Sea battle, killing and wounding more than 1,000 of the two major legions of the East China Sea Dragon Court, and causing nearly half of their human and animal casualties, more than 100 people on their own side were disabled, bleeding and wounded; although they broke through the siege of the four great mages of the East China Sea and returned unharmed, what did their own side gain? The mood of the "Qingyang Sixuan" could not be happy in any way, the war was chaotic! Bloody! Cruel! Compassion! At this moment, the hearts of these lay cultivators were blocked! Can cultivating truth be free from joy and sorrow? Can people outside the world be independent of the world?

Shang Qingtian followed behind the "Qingyang Sixuan" and slowly walked back.

Although the sea is open, they do not feel the brightness and vastness in their hearts at this moment, and the sky is high and the birds fly, and they do not have the lightness of wanting to fly in their hearts at this moment. They all held their breath in their hearts, they wanted to shout, they wanted to howl, they wanted to sing! But apart from the sound of the tide of the sea, except for the chirping of seabirds, no one made any sound, only five lonely and tired figures, walking on the blood-red sea.

"Qingtian, you should have learned Edgeworth Flying and Limbo Microstep, right?"

Seeing that Shang Qingtian was walking in a disorderly manner, looking strong and airless, and without getting together, the head of Xuanji asked him, also wanting to break the suffocating atmosphere.

Shang Qingtian replied honestly: "Back to the head master, I have only just learned, I have not mastered the mastery, and I have to rely on external objects, such as stepping on the treetops, to be able to fly in the air, so it can't be called a real meeting." ”

Lei Zhenzi said in a sullen voice: "It seems that the four of us have to accompany your kid to go back slowly!"

Shang Qingtian hurriedly replied: "Qingtian doesn't dare, the masters can go first, and the disciples will rush behind alone, I can find it back." ”

Fairy Mei said: "Forget it! Now that the war has broken out, it is not peaceful, if you are plundered by the East China Sea Dragon Court again, your master will not be able to find a few of us to fight hard!"

"Whether it's Ling Bo's micro-step, or the flight of the sword, they are all classified as flying in the sky, and their essence is to fly with the air, and the qi is condensed and calm, and it can be played freely, so that the form can be scattered and the spirit is not dispersed, and only then can it be as fast as flying. Yun Zhongzi whispered beside him. "To do a good job in the series of actions of condensing qi, lifting qi, and luck, we must do it with the gods to control the qi, control the qi with the gods, and transform a true qi into their own power, walk with qi, urge with qi, and take steps with qi. You can run two steps forward in this way now......"

Shang Qingtian has been learning to fly in the air these days, and he has indeed encountered a lot of obstacles and doubts that he can't understand, and he has been thinking hard recently, and now he has listened to the master's explanation, and suddenly has a feeling of opening up, and immediately ran on the sea surface according to this method, and sure enough, it feels different from before.

"Condensing Qi, Lifting Qi, Luck ......" Yun Zhongzi shouted from behind, "Walk with Qi, Rush with Qi, and Replace with Qi...... Walk away and the spirit will not be scattered......"

In the eyes of these masters, Shang Qingtian is like a doll who has just trotted to toddle. Looking at his anxious look and a momentum that would never admit defeat, the masters had a feeling of wanting to laugh in their hearts, but it also slightly diluted the depressing atmosphere just now.

After about half an hour like this, Shang Qingtian completely mastered the essentials of Ling Bo Weibu. Seeing that he had both form and spirit, he was walking like flying, and finally made a "haha" sound of approval, looking at it from afar, but saw Shang Qingtian stepping on the crest of the waves, swinging the sea breeze, like a seagull full of youth and vitality, running in front of them excitedly.

Suddenly, Shang Qingtian made an emergency turn, turned around sharply, and accelerated to run back.

"Qingtian!what's wrong?" asked Lei Zhenzi, who was walking in front of the "Four Xuan", in a loud voice.

"Uncle Shi, I found an unfamiliar sailor fleet in front of me!" Shang Qingtian replied loudly.

"Naval fleet?" Yun Zhongzi asked. The crowd was amazed.

"Could it be that the Dragon Court of the East China Sea has set up an ambush here?" Fairy Mei asked.

"Qingyang Sixuan" hurriedly settled down, his luck was concentrated, and his eyes were far away. But not far from the front right, there is a mountain island that appears in the field of vision, and there are dozens of warships and countless Jinge ironclad soldiers gathered on the edge of the island, but the image is vague and cannot be seen really.

"Everyone, be careful! Prepare to kill!" said Xuanji's head in a deep voice, with a solemn expression.

"Aota followed, be careful. Fairy Mei said with concern to Shang Qingtian, who came to her side.

A group of five people, just like today's African cheetahs found a huge and ferocious rhinoceros herd in front of them, but this vast sea is like the vast African desert, there is nowhere to hide, they can only stare at each other, concentrate, slow down step by step, wait for the best distance and the best time to fight, waiting for the bloody splash of another fight.