An evil bloody aura appeared in mid-air, causing everyone's faces to change, and the most direct feeling was those martial artists of the Constant Color Holy Land. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This Wang Xiaoyu's cultivation method was obviously very different from theirs, and it seemed that he had instantly reached the rhythm of the Xuankong Mirror Double Heaven. Not only did the aura on Wang Xiaoyu's body change, but his eyes also became strange, and his black pupils were full of scarlet blood, making everyone's scalp tingle.

"Who is this man, and what is the purpose of lurking in my door?"

"This son should be punished!"

"Are they demons?"

The people who were talking about it thought of this possibility, and their faces became ugly, the warriors of the demon clan rarely came to this Baijing Sea area, and they had only heard of it, did they want to invade here?

"Kill!"

Kunjing Saintess's cold face flashed fiercely, and she said to the elders who brought her.

Wang Xiaojuan rushed with momentum and took the lead in launching, the eyeballs in his eyes turned irregularly, making the martial artist of the Xuankong Mirror in the air look startled, and then, two red rays shot out quickly, stabbing at the protector of the Hengcai Holy Land.

A layer of spiritual power light shield was released, and the protector was more careful in the face of the unfamiliar Wang Xiaoyu, and the best defense, but his spirit was in a trance.

"Poof!"

With a bang, the protector of the Xuankong Mirror was stabbed with a slender wound in the shoulder, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the elders of the Kunjing Holy Land surrounded him and launched an attack on Wang Xiaoyu, and the Dao Dao Bright Spirit Weapon emitted powerful fluctuations, and it fell into a melee for a while.

The pirates below saw that the Kunjing Holy Land had supported so many people, and they didn't rush to fight hard and began to retreat.

The warriors of the Hengcai Holy Land breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, but they didn't want to let these hateful pirates leave, and they all rushed forward to kill those rebellious warriors.

The Dharma Protector and Elders of the Hengcai Holy Land surrounded Wang Xiaojuan in unison, but the blood light made it impossible for them to take down Wang Xiaojuan in a short time. A stalemate ensued.

The holy woman of the Kunjing Holy Land had an extra treasure umbrella in her hand, and suddenly, she resisted the blood light, she ignored the battle in mid-air, and rushed into the retreating pirates on the island.

Du Bin hid, feeling the breath of the king Xiaojuan, while paying attention to the situation on the island, if the holy woman rushed into the crowd, I was afraid that the pirates would lose a lot.

However, when the Holy Maiden had just repelled the five True Mirror warriors in an instant. Two disciples wearing the martial arts uniforms of the Hengcai Holy Land rushed forward, and on them, there was also the same smell of blood as Wang Xiaoyu, evil, and murderous.

These two disciples, who originally only cultivated in the Mirror of the Transforming Mansion, instantly reached the peak of the Mirror of Truth, and stopped the Holy Maiden of the Kunjing Holy Land and prevented her from rushing into the crowd.

"Who are these people? Demons?" Du Bin looked at Wang Xiaoyu in the sky suspiciously, while moving quickly. He found that Wang Xiaoyu was also fighting on the border and retreated, and he seemed to be a little invincible.

Because the Kunjing Holy Maiden was besieged, those pirates did not fight, and all retreated to the seashore. began to board one warship after another.

Those warships were much larger than those that Du Bin had sat on, and there was also a spiritual array of escort ships on them, allowing everyone to mobilize spiritual power to attack. And. The martial artists of the Xuankong Mirror did not dare to touch it.

"These pirates seem to be so orderly, are they premeditated?" Du Bin looked at the warships on the beach and found that these pirates had someone to answer. After someone broke off, there was even a boat that had already started.

And in the sky, although Wang Xiaoyu has briefly improved his cultivation, he is unwilling to fight hard with these people, and said with a cold smile: "Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore, Hengcai Holy Land, it won't last long, you'd better go your own way." ”

After speaking, Wang Xiaoyu laughed, his body moved, and rushed towards the warships one by one.

"Let's go, let's come back next time!"

More than a dozen warships sailed one after another, heading towards the outside of the Hengcai Holy Land.

The two warriors of unknown origin also retreated, quickly chasing the warship, their breath still remaining on the island.

The Kunjing Holy Maiden looked at Wang Xiaoyu, who had not been kept by several elders, gritted her silver teeth fiercely, spread her treasure umbrella, and shouted: "Everyone, get on the warship, those who dare to provoke the Holy Land, die!"

The warships that originally belonged to the Hengcai Holy Land lost a lot, but the Kunjing Holy Land began to travel a lot this time, adding up to more than those pirates, and the heritage of the Holy Land was not comparable to them.

Following the Holy Maiden's order, the warriors of the Xuankong Mirror took action and flew to the other side of the island, urging those warships to start chasing those pirates.

Not long after those natural calamity pirates left, the fleet of the Holy Land was also assembled, and with the warriors from all sides gathered, there were quite a few people, and these people were also good at naval warfare.

Except for a few people who stayed behind, the rest of the people all pursued them, and those pirates had looted a lot of property in Hengcai. This is also the reason why many sects are actively fighting.

Du Bin lurked in the shadows, and no one paid attention to him when he was messing around, and he didn't get on the boat, but just dived into the sea quickly.

The huge body of the Spirit Devouring Snake was released, and Du Bin quickly tracked down those warships.

In the north of the Baijing Sea, two waves of fleets that are usually invisible are chasing each other, the sea is filled with the smell of slaughter, and the spirit beasts in the sea have also avoided each other.

"This time it will hurt their vitality, that old fellow, must be hiding in the ship, let's hand him over to the Lord of the Scourge. Wang Xiaoyu said to the two subordinates on the boat, and they were the only ones on the boat who had the evil smell of blood.

"Yes, Brother Bird, where are we going next?" said the martial artist who had originally suppressed cultivation.

"You'll know. ”

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"Full speed ahead!"

On this side of the Holy Land, on every warship, there is a Xuankong Mirror warrior in charge, and they want to rely on the power of the warship to exert their maximum combat effectiveness.

They are outnumbered and powerful, and they have used their spiritual power to speed the ship to the extreme, and they are already close to those pirates.

"Holy Maiden, the direction in front is the direction of the Sealed Lake Ghost Ruins, if there is a battle, it will be a few more risks. An old man said to the Kunjing Holy Maiden.

"This time, if we want to catch them all and ask them about their purpose, I feel that natural disasters will not be our enemies, and there must be something strange in them. Continue to accelerate. The saint said coldly, she had her own plans, and there was her teacher in the ship.

Du Bin has always been under the boat, and he has not seen such a warrior's pursuit, so he has to lurk to avoid being unjustifiably harmed.

Soon, the ship at the front of the Holy Land was already approaching the team in front, and the warriors of the Holy Land were also ready for battle and took out their spiritual weapons.

At this time, layers of strange mist had already appeared in front of him, revealing a thick and desolate aura, which made people can't help but feel deeply immersed in it.

This ghost place is the ghost ruins of the closed lake, it seems to be a place where the strong have fallen, and it is a forbidden place in the Baijing Sea area, even Wang Xiaoyu does not dare to go deep into it, and the general Xuankong Mirror does not dare to reach the innermost.

In the mist of blurred vision, the pirate ships also quickly turned their heads, slowly surrounding the ships of the Holy Land.

"What are they going to do?" the many people asked each other as they looked at each other in confusion.

Although they were puzzled, they still glared angrily at the pirates on those warships, and Wang Xiaoyu's figure rushed over again, staring directly at the warship where the Kunjing Holy Maiden was.

Du Bin was still underwater, but he was not affected, but felt the difference in this sea area, the feeling of desolation, which made him have a wonderful feeling, as if there was a kind of sadness of the fall of the strong.

He sat cross-legged on the soul devouring snake, and began to sense that wonderful artistic conception, which was a joy in his heart.

But after a while, he was awakened by a strong fluctuation, and then one after another figures fell from the warship above, like dumplings in a pot.

The warriors above fought again, because the fog shrouded in this place prevented those warships from attacking, and they were also rammed by those pirate ships.

The pirates began to show their madness, and there seemed to be something exciting that was stimulating them.

Du Bin looked at the warriors who fell into the sea, some were dead, some were still fighting each other, and the blood gradually stained the sea red.

"Don't be in vain, don't be!" Du Bin looked at the spirit weapons and ethereal rings on those martial artists, sneered, and separated from the spirit devouring snake soldiers, and began to search for the elixir spirit weapons on those martial artists.

Above, under the cover of the mist, Wang Xiaoyu bombarded a search warship, interfering with those warriors.

The martial artists of the Holy Land Xuankong Mirror also greeted them one after another, and they already hated this Wang Xiaoyu to the core.

With the staggering of the ships on both sides, the battle between the warriors also entered a white-hot stage, and there were constantly warriors who fell into the sea below and were looted by Du Bin.

Seeing that the situation here was unsatisfactory, the Holy Maiden of Kunjing commanded her subordinates to meet the battle, and she headed towards the warship.

Wang Xiaoyu didn't fight with those elders, but wandered around, killing the disciples of the Holy Land from time to time, his eyes rolling strangely, making it impossible to tell who he was looking at.

Just when Wang Xiaoju was rampant, a muffled snort came from the Kunjing Holy Maiden's warship, and then, a white figure directly rushed out, and the surrounding fog seemed to be dispelled, and all the warring warriors cast their eyes on it.

"Xuankong Mirror Triple Heaven!"

Some of the pirates exclaimed, speculating about who was hiding in the shadows in the Holy Land.

"Little pirates, dare to run rampant, die!"

It was the appearance of a middle-aged man, dressed in white and holding a blue spear, and swept towards Wang Xiaoyu, who was dodging between the boats.

"Has it finally come out? It's a pity that it's not the Venerable Lord of the Kunjing Holy Land, but the death of the Great Elder here is also a happy thing. Haha!"

Wang Xiaoyu was not afraid at all, laughed loudly, and casually slapped the two disciples of the Holy Land of Huafu Mirror to death.

"Lord of the Scourge!

After Wang Xiaoyu finished speaking, all the pirates shouted, their eyes full of fanaticism. (To be continued.) )