A huge barbaric bone boat appeared in front of Chen Changkong's eyes, and blue flames flickered on the surface of the bone boat.

Chen Changkong could clearly hear Fang Lai's rapid breathing beside him and see Han Sheng's increasingly gloomy face.

On the deck of the bone boat, three thrones made of white and dazzling human bones stood side by side, and on the throne were three young monks with white faces and beards.

At this moment, the three monks on the bone boat exuded unscrupulous momentum, and Chen Changkong felt that the monk in the middle should be cultivated to the highest, for the middle stage of foundation building, and the one on both sides should be the early stage of foundation building.

But even so, the Tiandu Battle Boat couldn't resist it, and Han Sheng was the only one on the Tiandu Battle Boat who was in the middle stage of foundation building, and then there were three elders of the Tongyun Realm of Hanyun Peak, and then there were five deacons of the Wendao Realm.

There is a huge disparity in strength.

At this moment, I saw that the young man in the middle of the barbaric bone boat waved his hand, and a whirlpool suddenly formed on the top of the bone boat!

"Not good! they are concentrating the strength of the bone boat to attack the war boat, and all the Dao realms are ready to repair at any time!"

Han Sheng shouted with some eagerness.

The blood qi on the bone boat was churning, and in an instant, a huge blood-colored palm that could cover the entire battle boat was formed.

Chen Changkong could even smell the strong bloody aura emanating from that giant hand!

"Boom, boom!"

The huge blood-colored palm slammed into the defensive shield of the war boat!

"Squeak"

The defensive shield made an overwhelmed sound, as if it was about to shatter with another palm!

"Fix it!"

Han Sheng quickly ordered his subordinates.

With the rapid replenishment of spiritual power, the light mask became condensed again!

But just one blow, it has already cost a hundred spirit stones, and the price is amazing!

At this time, Han Sheng's tense face loosened slightly.

"Fortunately, I carried enough spirit stones this time, and the strength of the bone boat should not be able to break through the defense of the battle boat!"

Han Sheng said secretly in a slightly tense mood.

But Han Sheng's slightly relieved heart was still in place, and he was lifted up by a move by the young man on the bone boat!

The young man actually asked someone to pull a chain from inside the bone boat, and when he saw the thing locked by the huge chain, Han Sheng's eyes couldn't help but shrink fiercely!

And now Chen Changkong, who was below, felt a burst of anger in his heart, and a roar surged to his chest!

He actually saw one by one Kyushu monks appear, their clothes were ragged, their eyes were blank, and they were all on the chains, looking at the number, he was afraid that there were no less than a hundred!

The old barbarian monk waved his palm, and suddenly the surging blood wave surged, and the blood wave turned into a huge blood-colored giant knife, and this giant knife circled and slashed straight at the Kyushu monk bound on the chain!

Countless plasma burst in, and before it could splash, it was absorbed by the bone boat under its feet, making the entire bone boat at this moment reveal a blood-colored, and the blue fireworks on its surface were even more vigorous!

"Hehe, this trick of the barbarian cultivator is really powerful, you see that the monks on the other side can't suppress their anger anymore, and they are about to rush out! The smell of blood is really intoxicating!"

On the throne of bones, the young man on the left had an intoxicated smile on his face, and his blood-red lips were dazzling.

"Haha, I like to see the desperate and angry look of these monks, if it weren't for that, I would have driven the bone boat towards them a long time ago, with the hardness of their war boat, it only takes three charges, and the war boat will be shattered!"

On the White Bone Throne in the middle, the barbarian cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building laughed, and seemed to enjoy the anger of Chen Changkong and the others on the opposite battle boat.

"Let's do it quickly, don't delay the adult's business!"

The young man on the White Bone Throne on the right looked at the expressions of the barbarian cultivator and the other person laughing wildly, and still reminded him cautiously.

"Well, it's okay, herald the bone boat, charge!"

The huge bone boat swirled and shrouded in waves of blood, roaring forward.

It can be seen that before the bone boat, there are invisible ripples appearing, increasing outward layer by layer!

Chen Changkong saw that after Han Sheng calmed the emotions of the crowd on the battle boat, a trace of despair appeared on his face for the first time, but then he was covered up by the battle intent that appeared on his face!

"Prepare to abandon the boat after one blow, otherwise after three blows, the boat will be full of powder, and after abandoning the boat, continue to move towards the Savage War Palace! I and a few elders and deacons will buy you time to escape! Remember, don't look back, only if you reach the Savage War Palace, we may have a little life!"

Han Sheng quickly arranged.

The momentum exuded by the bone boat was so strong that it collided with the Tiandu war boat in an instant, and the defensive cover of the war boat appeared under this breath, and gradually began to shatter!

"Abandon the boat!"

Han Sheng shouted loudly and took the lead in rushing out of the battle boat with several elders and deacons!

At this moment, Han Sheng turned his head and waved his hand, and a huge aura cover wrapped all the disciples on the boat and threw them to the ground!

"Kill! Don't let anyone go!"

The cold face of the brute cultivator was full of bloodthirst.

Several figures flew out from behind him, and even split a part to chase and kill Chen Changkong and the others who fell to the ground.

"You two go too!"

The barbarian cultivator looked around and saw that the young men on both sides turned into a blood-colored light and shadow and greeted the elders and deacons of the Tiandu Sect respectively, before he stood up and looked at Han Sheng standing in the void, his eyes erupted with surging battle intent!

"Kill!"

The blood wave erupted violently around the brute cultivation body, and there was a faint mournful sound, and at this moment, the clothes on his body were instantly torn by the flesh, and the black runes on his skin shone one one after another, which was even more weird!

He turned into a wave of blood, shaking the void and killing Han Sheng!

As the elder of the Tiandu Sect's Hanyun Peak, Han Sheng was by no means an ordinary person, I saw that he suddenly took out a small shield from his sleeve to protect him in front of him at this moment, and then a wave of aura appeared beside him, and that aura turned into a giant sword that reached the sky between the surges, and the giant sword shook, and suddenly slashed towards the rushing brute cultivator!

"Collapse!"

The huge wave that covered the barbarian cultivation suddenly turned into a blood-red fist, and a punch struck at the giant sword under his head, and the giant sword was instantly full of cracks under the attack of the blood-colored fist!

This made Han Sheng's pupils on the opposite side shrink.

He even felt that the barbarian cultivator on the opposite side was rushing towards him with a wave of blood!

"You must not let him get close, savage people are good at cultivating their bodies, and they can't resist it!"

"Hanyun Bamen, come out!"

Han Sheng shouted, and eight streamers appeared from his palm, instantly turning into eight huge bronze gates, which were the cold cloud treasures, the eight gates of cold clouds, cast with meteoric iron outside the sky, which could drive the eight gates to suppress the enemy in an instant!

The moment of the combination of the eight gates, it seemed that a separate space besieged the man, and the mantra suddenly had a blood-colored big knife in his hand at this moment, constantly slashing towards the eight portals that surrounded him, but only the roar came out, and the eight doors did not move!

On the other hand, Han Sheng, at the moment when every knife of the brute cultivator struck, his originally upright body trembled slowly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining it onto the placket!

And when Han Sheng besieged the mantra, the surrounding war and gunpowder smoke were almost over.

There were only two of the three elders who passed through the Netherworld left, and each of them was injured, and the five deacons were all wiped out, and the two barbarian youths on the opposite side also left an arm as a price!

At this time, Han Sheng and the remaining two Tongyou elders glanced at each other, and couldn't help but show a miserable look!

"Burn my stump, kill! kill! kill!"