Thank you for the chic reward, thank you for the little hand of the purple night snow)

Wang Dong said coldly: "When death is coming, you don't know it, let's see, there are times when you cry." ”

Nie Zangfeng sneered: "You think too much, nearly three thousand combatants, in the end, only one hundred can get out of the Xingluo Strait alive, we naturally know this, we don't need you to remind you, don't try to block us before you die, your can't confuse our hearts." ”

Zheng Jian pointed to the people beside him, and sneered: "You open your eyes and take a good look, with our seventy people forming a group, among the many teams participating in the battle, it is also a strong team, even if all of them can't survive when the chaos battle ends, at least there will be people alive, unlike you and Qiu Yitian, who became ghosts early." ”

Li Kelin sneered: "He is obviously a dead duck with a hard mouth, don't talk nonsense with him, as soon as you enter the Xingluo Strait, you will immediately kill him and Qiu Yitian." ”

The monks were gossiping, and they used all kinds of words to hit Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian.

They obviously misunderstood the meaning of Wang Dong's words, and thought that Wang Dong was saying, "Qiu Yitian and I are dead, and your fate is not much better."

Wang Dong is not a person who can't fight back, doesn't scold back, spits on himself, and is about to enter the chaotic war meeting, he has no scruples, as soon as he sees that the other party is coming, he immediately speaks viciously and ridicules each other, and if he scolds out, how ugly it will be to hear, how ugly it is.

Manners, go to his demeanor, what manners to talk to a group of dying people with bad breath, the other party's words are inferior, and the words he scolds are much more vicious than the other party.

If you curse, who wouldn't?

As for the theory of "the dog bites you, do you still want to bite back?" or "it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years", it doesn't work at all with him.

Don't want to be bullied, and pretend that I don't have the same knowledge as you, in his opinion, it's just a move to cover your ears and steal the bell and deserve to be bullied.

Qiu Yitian also cursed Nie Zangfeng and the others with very vicious words on the side, and soon after, he was likely to die, so he had no scruples.

The commotion here naturally attracted the attention of all parties.

The Sea Clan Demon Cultivators on the other side of the Six Water Mansions, as well as the monks of various factions other than the Wanliu Alliance, all looked at this side, not understanding what was happening on this building ship of the Wanliu Alliance, but it seemed that there was an internal strife between the participating monks of the Beitan Left Banner.

This situation is definitely what they want to see.

On the side of the Wanliu Alliance, on the seven big ships that were relatively close, the monks sent by each banner to participate in the battle looked sideways, and many people scoffed.

Before entering the battlefield, these monks of the Left Banner of the North Altar clashed, which was really stupid, too disunited, and deserved to die.

At the bow of the building ship in the center, Zhou Mubai, the owner of the South Altar, looked displeased, and whispered a few words to Feng Yue, the owner of the left banner beside him, and Feng Yue immediately summoned Shen Fenghua.

Feng Yue shouted: "Before entering the battlefield, those monks in your Beitan Left Banner had infighting, and they simply lost the face of the Wanliu Alliance in front of all forces, what are those guys doing?"

Shen Fenghua looked at Zhou Mubai, who had a calm face, and replied: "Lord Zhou Tan, Lord of the Flag, you two don't know, the two people who were besieged by everyone's words, one is Wang Dong, the head of the Wang family, and the other is Qiu Yitian, the head of the Qiu family. ”

"When these two were in the Beitan Left Banner, they had always been unruly, accustomed to causing trouble, and acting unscrupulously and very crazy, and the monks of other families had long complained, so there was a scene against them now. ”

Feng Yue shouted: "Whoever cares about the bullshit grievances between them, you go back immediately, order them to stop, what kind of enmity there is, enter the Xingluo Strait and talk about it, don't be embarrassed here." ”

This is not only what he meant, but also Zhou Mubai's instruction on the side, Zhou Mubai is the altar master, so naturally he will not talk nonsense with Shen Fenghua, so he will speak for him.

After Shen Fenghua saluted, he jumped off the bow of the boat, galloped across the sea with his feet in the water, flew and jumped on the boat, and stopped Wang Dong and the others who were insulting each other.

Wang Dong pulled Qiu Yitian to the side and glared at Shen Fenghua unabashedly, just like Shen Fenghua's attitude of sneering at him.

A farce ended, but the Sea Clan Demon Cultivator and the other sect cultivators had a deep impression of Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian.

The participants of the various forces are all cultivators of the foundation building realm, not to mention the strong men of the Jiedan realm, and their keen ears are far superior to ordinary people, when Shen Fenghua framed Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian, they basically heard the words clearly.

The lord of the Six Mansions looked at Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian, who were isolated by everyone, and their faces were full of disdain, it turned out to be two thorns, I am afraid that if they don't need to take action from the participants of our Sea Clan, they will die without a corpse.

The Tianlu Zhenren of Huoyun Island smiled slightly, and said slowly to his own monks: "You should take those people of the Wanliu Alliance as a warning, and after entering the battlefield, you must unite sincerely, at the beginning, try not to start a war impulsively, save your strength and act at the opportunity, and don't make wedding clothes for others." ”

"Obey the law of the real people......" should be in harmony.

This is the case on the Huoyun Island, and the powerhouses of the Yudan Realm on Linxian Island and the Five Swords Sect are also making similar explanations to their own participating monks, and they have regarded Wang Dong and the others as negative teaching materials.

At this moment, on the calm sea, suddenly the wind gradually rose, and the waves continued to push over.

And from the gloomy sky in the south, patches of dark clouds quickly drifted in, and after a short time, they gathered together, covering the light of the slanting sun, covering the sky, and the sky soon became gloomy.

Thundered......

Snow-bright lightning, like silver snakes, drilled in and out of the dark clouds, reflecting the sky and the sea flickering brightly and darkly.

The thunder was deafening, and the wind became lighter, but the rain fell, and a thicker and thicker fog grew on the overcast sea.

The sun is still shining, and it is rainy in an instant, and the weather in the sea area is changing rapidly, which can be seen.

The monks of all factions who participated in the battle did not dare to waste their mana to form a shield to withstand the drizzle, and their robes were quickly wet, but no one would care about this, and their eyes were full of haze, staring at the hazy entrance of the Xingluo Strait.

The powerhouses of the human race and the demon clan nodded to each other, and then the demon cultivators of the six mansions of the Sea Clan began, and wave after wave of participants entered the Xingluo Strait one after another.

Wang moved the monks on this ship, and the order of entering the battlefield was last, and seeing that the other participants had already entered, Shen Fenghua waved his hand and pointed forward, "Let's go!"

Nie Zhengli and other seventy monks set up flying magic weapons one after another, and flew away from the building boat together, Qi Zhiming and the four of them did not hesitate to follow the sword and flew up, chasing after the large group of monks, ignoring Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian at all.

Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian, who were standing on the empty building boat, were alone with only two people as companions, and they suddenly became the focus of the strong people from all sides.

Shen Fenghua reprimanded: "Everyone has gone, how long do you two want to wait?

Wang Dong summoned the flying sword and the blue light flickered and flew in front of him, and said coldly: "If you want to die or live, the two of you will go and shut your stinky mouth." With that, he raised his foot and got on the flying sword, and left with Qiu Yitian's imperial sword, and rushed into the rainy curtain.

Shen Fenghua was full of anger, and suddenly smiled gloomily, "I don't care about dead people......

......

The wind was blowing, the aura was thin, and below was the mist-filled sea, and at the end of the eyes on both sides of the strait was a sinister cliff hundreds of feet high, shrouded in a dark and gloomy evil aura.

Far or near, vague scattered islands, high and low, large and small, scattered in the foggy and low-hanging strait.

And among the distant islands as far as the eye can see, the brilliant brilliance that seems to be struck by a magic weapon flashes one after another, and hysterical shouts and curses are faintly heard, and it is obvious that some of the participants have exchanged hands.

However, those signs of war, which were only glimpsed by the eye, quickly disappeared, and it was clear that the two sides of the battle had already stopped fighting, and it was estimated that if it were not for the great disparity in the combat power of the two warring parties, there would have been no dead people.

This is Wang Dong's first impression when he enters the Xingluo Strait.

However, at this moment, the situation was critical, and he didn't care about it.

He and Qiu Yitian drove the sword to float in the air, and sure enough, they found that more than 70 monks such as Nie Zhengli were a few miles away, and each of them was floating on the opposite side, in a half-moon-shaped formation, blocking him and Qiu Yitian in the air that had just entered the strait.

As expected, Qi Zhiming, Lu Qing and the other four were among the monks opposite, and like those monks with sneers on their faces, they also sacrificed magic weapons, aiming at themselves and Qiu Yitian from afar.

In addition, there were no more people nearby, and the more than 2,000 human cultivators and demon cultivators who had entered the strait earlier had disappeared.

Wang Dong knew that no one would be so stupid as to fight to the death as soon as they entered the battlefield, it was a stupid move to make wedding dresses for others, and it would only cheapen the other fighters behind Huang Que.

Those who participated in the battle should have gone straight to the planned shelter place a long time ago, after all, the terrain in the Xingluo Strait has long been not a secret, and it has been burned into a map for sale.

Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian also have one each.

Wang Dong's magic weapon, the Han Li Sword, the Kun Ji Whip, and the Half-Moon Flowing Gold Slash Brilliant Glory, swirled around his body, and he seemed to be ready to kill one and count one, and kill two to earn one.

And Qiu Yitian on the side is the same, the magic weapon Jiuman Mountain, and the original sealing tower newly refined a few years ago, are already in place, and on the way, he put on a set of earthy yellow armor.

On the opposite side, more than seventy magic weapons that floated in the air and were ready to be launched, emitting a treasure light, reflected into a colorful sea of light, which brightly illuminated the surrounding rainy sky, and even made the complexions of Nie Zangfeng and others extremely hideous.

The mana fluctuations that overflowed from many magic weapons gathered together, forming a majestic coercion that suffocated people, rolling out and spreading out, pressing on the hearts of Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian.

On several islands covered by the mist, and even under a few seas, there were monks and demon cultivators watching Wang Dong and others in the air from afar.

In the eyes of these onlookers, Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian faced more than seventy monks of the same level, which was a certain death.

"Now, it's your time of death!" Nie Zangfeng's face was fierce, and he laughed wildly.

All the monks urged the magic weapon of the skyrocketing brilliance, and in the next moment, they would attack Wang Dong and Qiu Yitian together.

At this critical moment, without waiting for them to attack, Qiu Yitian, who had a beard, stepped on his sword to urge the magic weapon to kill first, and shouted in grief as if he were dead.

"Brother Wang, let's go, I'm desperately blocking the first round of combined attacks!"

Hysterical cries of grief rolled back.

Nie Zangfeng and the others were stunned, but at the same time as Qiu Yitian rushed to kill, the three magic weapons were ready to be attacked, and the imperial sword flew into the air, avoiding their semi-encirclement, and a streamer of light rushed towards an island deep in the southeast forest.

There was also his mournful roar: "Brother Qiu, if you don't die, I will always have a way to save you, if you die, I will kill them all to avenge you!"

Ran away?

The people who hid in the shadows and watched the battle were dumbfounded, but then they were all impressed by Qiu Yitian, who gave up his life and forgot to die, and there was a great terror between life and death, and how many people could do this.

Nie Zangfeng and the others were caught off guard, and after coming back to their senses, Nie Zangfeng, who had been elected as the leader, roared and roared......