Just when the captives in the bag were about to make a last stand.

Outside

The three-headed god demon took the Qiankun bag and flew all the way into the depths of the mist, and even burrowed into the sea!

A huge island is emerging from the depths of the water.

Xipo Island, a cave island! It is in the sea, the whole island cave is a stream of water, there is a huge white pagoda standing in the center of the island, there is a white dragon crawling in front of the pagoda, as if guarding their most important treasure, the dragon claws of the white dragon grasp the pagoda body, the dragon's tail swings from time to time, and the two dragon's whiskers flicker with a faint demonic light.

From time to time, when it opened its mouth, a white point of light appeared in the white pagoda, and this white point of light flew into the dragon's mouth, and the white dragon's body would faintly have a layer of streamer brushing, as if it had received some kind of refinement.

There are also palaces around the island, there are a total of thirty-six palaces, if you look closely, you can see that there are many great demons entrenched in them, and each of them is no less than the Mahayana period!

This shows the strength of the Sibo Dragon King. It's all comparable to the heritage of the Eastern Sun Demon Island.

And these palaces are connected, if Xu Chuan is here, you can see at a glance that these palaces are a bit like the border gates of the Xia Dynasty, the cities are connected, which can release powerful power, and even the sea space of the entire island is extremely stable.

At this time, the three-headed demon passed through the gap between the two palaces on the edge of the island, each showing a token, and the Mahayana demon came forward to inspect it.

After making sure that it was correct, it was allowed to fly in.

They flew to the huge white pagoda thousands of feet away, and then respectfully prostrate on the ground, the only banshee with wings on her back held the Qiankun bag in both hands, raised it above her head, and said respectfully and reverently: "Qiqi Dragon King, we have captured a hundred monks and sent them to the Dragon King." Of these 100 monks, there are more than 71 in the incarnation period. ”

The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to deal with.

The three of them turned into a group of gods and demons, so they dared to ambush and capture, after all, ordinary monks, the results of fighting each other at the same level are two words.

Seventy-one of the 100 Avatar Stage monks were captured, which was really lucky.

There were quite a few, they fled directly, and there were very few, but they were beaten by them, and when it came to hard stubble, they immediately burrowed into the depths of the mist, and even the most confident monks did not dare to chase them in.

Hearing the sound, the white dragon surrounding the white pagoda opened its eyes.

Wow.

A flash of light flashed.

The white dragon vanished, and was replaced by a white-robed evil man, and the huge white pagoda quickly fell into his palm.

The white-robed man looked at the Qiankun bag in the banshee's hand, and after just one glance, the Qiankun bag flew in front of him. The man's sense swept away, and he easily found out the many captives in this Qiankun bag.

"Hmm."

He nodded in satisfaction, and then the mouth of the Qiankun bag opened.

……

"Listen, everyone, we should be on Sipo Island."

"General Ma? Could it be the Great Demon Snow Horse General of the West Sea? ”

Many of the monks in the Qiankun bag listened with bated breath to the movement outside, which was transmitted when the three-headed monster passed through the gap in the palace and revealed its identity.

There was a brief silence.

Then the voice of the banshee outside sounded.

"Qi Qi Dragon King, I have captured a hundred more monks and sent them to the Dragon King. Of these 100 monks, there are more than seventy-one in the incarnation stage......"

The voice fell.

Suddenly, many figures in the Qiankun bag looked awe-inspiring. The old man Ling Xuanzi also held a pair of scissors tightly in his hand, and few monks' magic weapons were scissors, but the strongest magic weapon of this Ling Xuanzi was scissors.

They were brought in, though they were badly wounded. But none of the treasures on his body were collected, which is also the rule of the Xibo Dragon King.

There is a magic weapon and there is no magic weapon, and there is not much difference between the Xibo Dragon King.

And to break open the bag?

This Qiankun bag was given by the Xibo Dragon King, and its strength is high enough to reach the same level as the barrier between heaven and earth, and you want to break it?

How is it possible with these captives?

Everyone was extremely nervous, and Xu Chuan also listened, but his eyes were very calm. The Xibo Dragon King acted like this, and he was almost sure that he was a great sin, and it was impossible to have any misunderstanding with the Xuan Turtle Ancestor.

"Out!"

As soon as the mouth of the bag is opened.

"Everyone, form a formation!"

"Eight Desolation Demons!"

Rumble.

Outside, as soon as the Qiankun bag was loosened, a tall figure flew out of the mouth of the bag, this figure looked like an immortal in white, the robe on his body was even embroidered with gossip, and his face was a void, colorless and phaseless, and the shape of the formation was often illusory, but from this degree of reality, it is not difficult to see that the mystery of these eight desolate demon arrays!

The white-clothed immortals were nearly 100 zhang high, and as soon as they appeared, they immediately wanted to fly towards the top of the water, but with their knowledge, they didn't see that this was a cave in the sky, only in the water.

And the three monsters who sent the Qiankun bag were also startled, although the Qiankun bag was opened, many captives would resist desperately, but it was the first time I had seen such a powerful resistance.

"Rush!"

"Get out!"

"This is in the sea? Get out! ”

The eighty-one monks who formed the Eight Desolation Demon Array all roared, and Ling Xuanzi, who was the leader, gritted his teeth and roared angrily, rushing out, it was the way to live!

The white-robed evil man looked at this scene, but he was extremely calm, he raised his palm indifferently, and grabbed at the immortal who had already flown into the sky, and suddenly a huge white dragon claw appeared out of thin air in the sky.

This grasp is quite similar to the first time Xu Chuan saw the Ao Ding Dragon King, and it is obviously one of the Dragon King inheritances, but the difference is that the Ao Ding Dragon King pays more attention to the capture, but the Xibo Dragon King's grasp is more fierce and domineering.

Disheveled.

As soon as the dragon's claws slapped, the huge immortal figure was directly slapped and trembled, and the gossip robe on his body was torn.

"It's so strong."

"Blocked."

Some were shocked by the strength of the Xibo Dragon King's blow, and some were glad to block it, after all, in their eyes, the Xibo Dragon King was invincible, as long as they faced it, they only had the part of the neck waiting to be killed, and they were actually blocked at this moment, how could they not be excited.

The only one who is afraid is Ling Xuanzi.

"It's... The gap is too big, and if it goes on like this, as long as there is one more claw, it will definitely die. Ling Xuanzi's face changed suddenly, and he knew the strength of that claw best.

Immediately, he silently recited a formula: "Everyone, I'm sorry. ”

The formation method of the "Eight Desolation Demons" is a combined array, and there are many ways to urge, one of which is to swallow the true essence of all the auxiliary arrays to the dominant one!

Of course, this method is only known to Ling Xuanzi himself.

Originally, eighty-one cultivators, the huge immortal body formed by the monster, suddenly the eighty true elements were forcibly swallowed up and concentrated on Ling Xuanzi.

Only one was not swallowed.

"Huh? One less? Lingxuanzi also found out.

The one who wasn't swallowed was the Blue Crane, because the Blue Crane was out of the formation a moment before he could use the swallow.

"Damn it!"

"I'm not reconciled!!"

"Lingxuanzi, you can't die well!"

The immortal's body fell apart, and one figure after another fell, looking at the spirit Xuanzi who was in anger and despair as the true yuan on his body skyrocketed and soared into the sky.

"Everyone, if I can live, of course it is best, I would rather die a fellow Daoist than die a poor Dao." Ling Xuanzi didn't feel the slightest guilt, and the speed at which he flew away skyrocketed.

The Sibo Dragon King below was still calmly watching this scene, and his fingers flicked.

Airplanes.

Suddenly, the water above froze, like glass, condensed into ice crystals, and Ling Xuanzi's figure was in it, like an ice sculpture, motionless, but there was still a look of horror in his eyes.

This scene made many abandoned monks happy and desperate, the Xibo Dragon King is really too strong!

Only Xu Chuan watched quietly from the time he came out of the Qiankun bag.

Ling Xuanzi's little plan, he knew it as soon as he looked at the key to the formation, and it was not surprising at all, he was looking at the white-robed evil man transformed by the Xibo Dragon King in front of him.

"That's right, this Xibo Dragon King, what a great sin!" Xu Chuan was a little frightened, through the "Contemplation of Merit", there was a thick layer of sinful blood on the body of the Xibo Dragon King, which was as rich as a sea of blood!

How much merit will there be for killing him?

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