In the sky-high water curtain, Wang Dong rushed out of the sea in one fell swoop, stepping on the blue and shining flying sword to lift into the air, the speed was extremely fast, directly blocking the way of the five demon cultivators flying in front of him.

"Qiu Yitian is right, in this chaotic war meeting, as long as you see it, it is my enemy, and there is no reason to talk about it. ”

"These demon cultivators who want to harm me are damned, so you don't have to go. ”

"As for the nine monks of unknown affiliation who are following them, there are too many of them to take them here. ”

"There's a way, if they attack the demon cultivator and me at the same time after they chase them, then when I am around, kill the demon cultivator as soon as possible, and then lure them to the place where they should be finished. ”

"At that time, I have no scruples and must have given them a big surprise. ”

Wang Dong's mind flew and he made up his mind in an instant, and in the process of stepping on the sword and lifting into the air, a large area of white cold air quickly condensed around his upturned palm, exuding a bone-chilling meaning.

The water vapor in the surrounding air was immediately frozen into a large piece of ice crystals, which fluttered like snow in the sunlight, reflecting the beautiful brilliance of colorful interweaving, and changing the color of this piece of sky.

And the Han Li Sword, which was more than three fingers wide, suddenly appeared in Wang Dong's palm in the midst of the stirring of treasure light, and he suddenly let out a low roar, startling the demon cultivators flying on the opposite side.

"Die!"

The cold sword overflowed with cold air, swishing and flashing in the air, making a terrifying sound of breaking the air, bringing out one illusory sword shadow after another!

The five demon cultivators hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons, and their eyes flashed with shock, and they felt that the speed at which Wang Dong swung his sword was simply faster than three points of lightning!

The nine monks who came after them all slowed down their flight speed, and as the leader raised his hand, they all stepped on the flying sword and stopped in the air beyond the reach of mana, and their eyes flickered.

I saw a few cold mana sliced out almost in no particular order, like five Milky Ways stretching across the sky, revealing the power of slashing the sky and the earth, slashing towards the five demon cultivators.

Seeing this scene, the nine monks who secretly transmitted the sound all had playful smiles on their faces, and they did not retreat or come close to join the battle, but watched from a distance.

Glancing at those monks, the corners of Wang Dong's mouth hooked up a cold mockery, what the other party was thinking, he knew it, but he also let go at the moment, and secretly scolded a group of fools who sold their heads.

His sword swam around the air quickly, always maintaining a distance of about five miles away from those demon cultivators, constantly changing directions, and swinging his sword one after another to launch attacks.

This was done so that he would not be placed within the range of the magic weapon's combo.

In an instant, I saw the air within a radius of a few miles, the wind roared, the air currents were raging, and the eyes were full of criss-crossed, and the cold mana that went forward and behind was white.

This great power instantly spread to the sea below, and suddenly caused a huge wave to rush into the sky, sending out a tsunami-like rumbling sound.

And the five demon cultivators who rushed in the sky were naturally not good babies who couldn't fight back after being beaten, they roared angrily, and they had already sacrificed magic weapons to fight back against Wang Dong's attack.

At the same time, their anxious and frightened eyes were filled with volcanic grievances and anger.

They are all demon cultivators of the Ink Mansion, and the monks who raided Linxian Island today never wanted to steal chickens and rice, and they were ambushed by the other party on all sides, resulting in the death of more than half of the demon cultivators, and the rest were scattered into several panicked escapes.

And they were one of them, chased by the nine monks of Linxian Island behind them.

After discovering Wang Dong in the sea not long ago, they were simply overjoyed, and they wanted to get out through Wang Dong, even if they couldn't get out, at least this unlucky guy could drag one or two monks who were chasing them.

In that case, they would fight back against the rest of the monks, and they would not be much different in number, and they might not be able to turn defeat into victory, and then deal with Wang Dong, who had lost his body and was involuntarily pulled into the battle group.

However, they never expected that after Wang Dong took the sword into the air, he would dare to attack them as soon as possible, and suddenly put them in the predicament of interception in front and chasing soldiers in the back.

The nine monks in the back, although they stopped and watched from afar, but they couldn't relax, they had already consumed too much mana, once they were consumed by this monk who intercepted them, then they would definitely not have a good scene.

Therefore, the five demon cultivators who roared angrily poured out all their emotions of grievance, resentment, and panic on this monk who didn't know whether to live or die, dared to block their way, and dared to do something to them.

However, when they handed it over, the five demon cultivators became more and more frightened.

Because the Terran monk on the other side was extremely experienced in combat, and he was as slippery as a loach flying in the air, stepping on that blue-light and damn flying sword, blocking the air in front of them, neither approaching nor going far.

One will go east, one will go west, one moment it is still rising into the air, and the next moment it will be coldly pierced in the air...... The coquettish edgeworth's position is irregular.

The five demon cultivators who were constantly fighting back, depressed and wanted to vomit blood, all had a feeling that Wang Dong, who was flying around in the air, was a piece of dogskin plaster that stuck to them, damn despicable, cunning and flexible.

But this piece of dog skin plaster is a fierce mess in combat effectiveness.

I didn't see him sacrifice any other magic weapon, that is, the cold giant sword in his hand, which swung out a cold current like a horse, hitting them frequently, east and west, pestering them from afar, not a single one was left, and they were all taken care of.

And they sadly found that the divine consciousness on their side could not lock each other at all.

First, the distance was beyond the limits of their divine sense, and second, the other party's flight trajectory was not traceable at all, it was simply a headless fly scurrying in the air.

They can't lock people, so the magic weapon naturally can't effectively pursue people, and they can only passively resist the continuous attacks of others, and they are aggrieved to death.

What made them cry even more was that even though the monk on the other side was tossing like this, he couldn't see any signs of his lack of mana.

How would they know that since Wang Dong has the qualifications of the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, the Dao Platform condensed from the Transformation of the Five Elements Spiritual Roots is several times larger than those monks who have single spiritual roots, double spiritual roots, and three spiritual roots.

The size is several times larger, which means that the capacity of each petal space is also several times larger than that of other monks, and the amount of mana that can be held is naturally far greater than that of other monks.

In such a comparison, Wang Dong, who had a deeper and deeper understanding of heaven and earth as he cultivated, was always thinking that his original Five Elements qualifications, which were not favored by others, had instead become the source of his abundant mana far superior to that of monks of the same level after he built the foundation realm.

A drink and a peck, there is a certain number in the dark.

Or in response to that sentence, God has closed a door for you, but it will definitely open a window for you, and there will be no favoritism over the other.

Wang Dong once thought that some people are blind, but their sense of hearing or smell is abnormally developed, which is exactly the truth.

And with the above reasons, coupled with the fact that Wang Dong is now a monk at the end of the Foundation Building Realm, and there are two small realms that can step into the sequence of the powerhouses of the Jiedan Realm, then it is conceivable how strong the reserves of the Void Extreme Mana in his Dao Platform should be!

Therefore, since the start of the fight, in this short period of time, the void mana that Wang Dong has invoked is less than two-third tenths of his total mana reserves.

And these void pole mana, the five elements mana that was continuously decomposed into it, Wang Dong only released the water mana to deal with the five demon cultivators.

As for the gold, wood, earth and fire, the other four manas remained in Wang Dong's dantian, always ready to deal with the nine monks who were floating in the air and watching the tiger fight from afar.

In fact, if Wang Dong adopts the method of guerrilla, on the premise of ensuring that he is not attacked by many magic weapons, he can completely use the void mana to clean up these demon cultivators, and even take down those monks.

Because the Void Extreme Mana originates from the mana higher than the Five Elements, any kind of mana in the Five Elements Mana is absolutely unstoppable.

But Wang Dong also has scruples, with his current cultivation strength, he can't expose the secret of the Void Extreme Mana in public, and when he avoids everyone's eyes and ears, he can use it.

And this opportunity is obviously not far off.

Because of their injuries, it was obvious that the five demon cultivators who had fought in the past had already shown signs of weakness in their mana, and the nine monks in the distance also showed signs that they would pounce on them at any time to deal with the aftermath.

"Damn! I'm going to make a big move, so I'll get rid of him and rush over!"

The leading demon cultivator is a Mosha Toad Essence, and his ink-fountain-like head has strange eyes wide open, scolding, and uttering a strange human language that has not fully evolved.

Like Wang Dong, he also noticed the movement of the nine monks who were preparing to be yellow sparrows in the distance.

It is precisely because of this that he hates Wang Dong even more, we just want to use you to escape, will it be over if you are obediently used by us?

You're a thing with water in your head, pestering us, and when everyone's mana runs out, they'll all have to die, and you won't be able to live.

"Innuendo!"

He roared strangely, and reported the magic mastery that he was proud of in his life, stepping on the shuttle-like magic weapon that emitted black light, like a wild donkey that had escaped from the leash, and pounced on Wang Dong with great momentum.

The black-light glittering toad-like magic weapon that he threw out became bigger in the wind, and the whirring wind sounded to open the way first, and he followed closely behind, stretching his arms and neck forward, and opening his mouth wide.

"Ha ......"

In the deafening sound of ha, a black mist like a river surging endlessly, from his angry mouth, shot out continuously, fan-shaped spread in the air, chasing after the black toad magic weapon, covering the sky and the sun towards Wang Dong shrouded the past.

In an instant, the sun was obscured, and the sky was as gloomy as the dusk before the rain, and the rolling tide below the sea was instantly covered with a rapidly expanding shadow.

The other four demon cultivators saw that he had used his life mastery, and immediately sacrificed their magic weapons to help him fight, and flew to Wang Dong behind him.

The overwhelming black fog rolled in, and before the black fog arrived, the stench of shells was rolling and stinking, and it hit the nose with the waves of air like a tide.

Wang Dong's head was covered with smoke, and his body that was flying with his sword shook violently......

The toad demon cultivator shouted in surprise: "Haha, this guy was injured by my congenital poisonous gas, rush, kill him!"

The four demon cultivators chasing him looked excited......

In the distance, the nine monks watching the battle sneered, and the leader of them waved his hand decisively and said, "Okay, it's time for me to wait for the appearance and clean up the mess." ”

However, before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs were about to burst, "Ahh......h