The huge golden boat withdrew from Qingyun Island and docked quietly above the sea.

The three Soul Flags confined the bloody qi of the entire Qingyun Island, including those black-clothed people in the Yuyu Realm and Qionglou Realm who were crushed by big hands.

Previously, in order to resist the power of the green lotus, all the black-clothed people on the golden boat sacrificed a drop of their own essence blood to the magic circle platform, although this made the black qi of the golden boat bear the attack of the green lotus, but they also suffered a great loss of strength, and almost lost the strength to fight again, so they could only sit quietly on the golden boat to meditate and breathe.

They didn't expect to break through the Qinglian Gate's island protection array without much effort, and raze the original Dao Peak and Zhengsheng Peak to the ground in an instant, but they were exterminated by the great monks of the Qinglian Gate in one fell swoop, and they were almost captured by the treasure Qinglian, which was obviously the ancestor of the Qinglian Gate.

Listening to the faint rumbling sound coming from the top of the towering Qingyun Peak, they knew that it must be the leader fighting against the most powerful ancestor of the Qinglian Sect.

At this moment, none of them knew that the leader of the middle stage of the Cold Hunting Realm had almost died at the hands of a little monk of the Wind Riding Realm at the sea, three hundred miles away!

They only hoped that the leader could defeat the ancestor of the Qinglian Sect at the top of Qingyun Peak as soon as possible, and successfully wipe out the Qinglian Sect from the list of sects in the Southern Saint Realm.

In order to carry out their great plan, all large and medium-sized sects that provided strategic logistics for Alchemy Pharmaceutical were the first targets they had to crack down.

The Blue Lotus Sect, which is ranked in the top ten of the Southern Saint Realm's Righteous Dao Sect, is of course the top priority.

On the golden boat, a young man cowering at the entrance of the cabin was a little panicked, but his eyes continued to show the color of hatred of gnashing teeth.

Looking at his expression, he couldn't wait for this group of black-clothed people and their powerful leader to completely wipe out the four peaks of the Qinglian Sect in an instant!

If there is a disciple of the Qinglian Sect present, he will definitely call out the name of this disciple!

Twilight mountain purple!

It was precisely because he defected from the Qinglian Gate a few days ago that the two elders of the Qinglian Gate led more than a dozen people to hunt down but all of them died in the foreign aid of the Demon Light Islands!

In fact, the two brothers Dushan Purple and Dusk Mountain Eagle were specially placed in the Qinglian Gate by the Demon Light Islands more than ten years ago.

The purpose of these two people was to find out the strength of the Qinglian Sect and find out the distribution and weaknesses of the Great Array of Island Protection, and the death of the Dusk Mountain Eagle was just a step forward in the actions of these people in the Magic Light Islands.

It is strange that these people on the golden boat did not use their magic weapons or magic weapons in all the battles at the beginning.

Xiao Yun carried Meng Yang and fled back to the Qinglian Gate in the blink of an eye, for the Great Cultivator of the Cold Hunting Realm, the distance of three or five hundred miles was just a snap of a finger.

Meng Yang looked at the dilapidated island in front of him, most of it had almost sunk into the deep sea, only the towering giant peak in the middle stood upright, it was Qingyun Peak.

Not far away, there was a crumbling mountain that kept roaring, Meng Yang knew that it was the Jingwei Peak, and it seemed that the situation on the other side of the Jingwei Peak was very bad!

Just when Meng Yang was wondering where the Origin Dao Peak where he was cultivating and the Zhengsheng Peak on the side, Xiao Yun let out a terrible long roar, and with Meng Yang in a breath, he came to the Jingwei Peak Transformation Hall!

There, a fierce battle was raging.

All the surviving disciples of the Blue Lotus Sect were gathered here, and a flying boat that Meng Yang was somewhat familiar with was sinking or rising in mid-air, constantly dodging the attack of a gourd that was constantly spewing black qi outward!

Meteor Flying Boat!

That flying boat is the meteor flying boat of Master Meng Yang's Xiao Xiangzi!

There were five or six disciples on the flying boat, all of them in ragged clothes, all of them looking lost and depressed!

Among them, there are Liu Dachang and Ru Yanruier, who Meng Yang is most familiar with!

Meng Yang's heart was overjoyed.

But I saw that in the square in front of the Changing Palace, four figures were intertwined, and from time to time there were strong whirlwinds splashing around!

Old Ancestor Xiao Yun directly threw Meng Yang towards the Meteor Flying Boat, and while flying into the sky above the four of them fighting, he secretly transmitted Meng Yang: "You help the Flying Boat deal with the "Soul Gourd" first!"

He came and went like lightning, and in an instant, he had already landed on the top of the heads of the four people, and he shouted loudly: "Qinglian Sect disciple retreat quickly!"

At the same time, with a flick of his fingers, the three small swords and dragons went out to sea and directly trapped the man in black!

The three people who retreated were the only remaining second-generation disciples of Qinglian Sect -- the head of the sect, Sha Sikai, Gongsun Xiaoqiao, and Xiao Xiangzi!

Trapped in the sword formation of the three mouths stretched out in the wind and became extremely huge, the man in black was not flustered, his feet were dripping and twisting, and a strange knot formed in his palms, and a layer of blood-red light full of strong bloody aura appeared around him!

Xiao Yun roared: "Bai Bi three offerings! Three mistakes and two mistakes, not three tiles!"

The three giant swords suddenly bloomed with a fierce blue light, violently rotating around the blood-red light shield, constantly changing and interweaving mysterious sword-shaped patterns, and the faint sound of wind and thunder began to sound!

The man in black snorted, and he didn't know what kind of weird trick he played, but he actually poked out a huge hand from the sword array and grabbed it, and grabbed Xiao Yun in mid-air!

"Boom!--"

The big hand shaped like a ghost claw collided with Xiao Yun's palm, and there were several deafening huge roars, and the three of Sha Sikai, who had retreated to the side, hurriedly dodged!

This black-clothed man cultivated to be weird and strong, if the three of them hadn't relied on a mysterious formation passed down by the ancestor to barely support Xiao Yun Ancestor to save him, otherwise, I'm afraid that the three of them would have followed in the footsteps of those Qinglian Sect disciples and were included in the Soul Loss Banner and became a ghost!

Meng Yang couldn't watch the battle between Xiao Yun Ancestor and the man in black, and saw that the black gourd was fierce and fierce, and the black qi forced the meteor flying boat to retreat one after another, and suddenly blessed his soul and made a move that made everyone breathtaking.

Six huge pot-like bright red fireballs flew to the gourd with great speed, and they actually swirled violently around the gourd!

The three innermost fireballs couldn't reach the black qi of the gourd before they were completely extinguished in three or five breaths, but in an instant, the three fireballs outside immediately filled the void left by them, and once again revolved around the soul gourd like the transformation formation of Xiao Yun's three small swords!

Extinguishing the first three fireballs, the black qi of the Soul Gourd was weakened by one-fifth!

In an instant, I saw that these three fireballs were about to be extinguished again.

The people on the flying boat looked at Meng Yang, who was standing on top of a broken wood knife in the air, and raised their hands to catch the soul gourd with six fireballs that were even bigger than before!

At the same time, the flying tongs took Meng Yang to a place about ten meters away from the dementor gourd, Meng Yang was concentrating on controlling the rotation force and direction of the fireball, silently and quickly calculating the next movement direction of the dementor gourd and the situation of the black qi in his heart, and with a ruthless heart, he condensed the strongest divine sense, but he flicked his fingers at the dementor gourd with great certainty in his heart!

In an instant, when the six fireballs in the second round were only three that had been consumed to the size of a baby's fist, the gourd suddenly stagnated for no reason, and it was this stagnation, but the black-clothed man who was fighting with Xiao Yun also followed the body and was almost cut by the strong wind of the three giant swords.

He thought that except for the three ancestors of the Qinglian Sect who personally took action, the others did not have the qualifications to restrain the soul gourd or resist the black resentment spewed out by the gourd!

However, in an instant, his heart palpitated, and he clearly felt that the resentment of the dementor gourd had been greatly reduced, almost more than two-thirds of it had been consumed, and when he was distracted to visit in horror, he suddenly realized that the connection between the dementor gourd that had become his natal magic weapon for nearly a thousand years and his soul was only a thread like a thread!

At this moment, the man in black was so frightened that he couldn't possess his soul!

If the natal magic weapon is broken, it will make him cultivate to a realm that will regress more than one realm, and his vitality will be greatly damaged!

The most important thing is that for thousands of years, the soul gourd has ingested in his hands how many masters and strongmen's vitality and souls, if it is broken, it will be like cutting off one of his arms!

In the blink of an eye, all the black qi of the dementor gourd disappeared, like a swimming fish trapped in an invisible net and began to struggle fiercely!

Meng Yang shouted: "Collect!"

The three red balls that had been consumed by the black resentment to the size of their thumbs flew like burning coals, flying straight into the mouth of the dementor gourd's gourd without hindrance!

In mid-air, the man in black suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of bloody black blood!

Whether it is spirit or momentum, it is like two people in an instant.

At the same time, Meng Yang beckoned to shoot the gourd that kept emitting green smoke in front of him, and he carefully flipped his hands up and down like a butterfly through a flower, and a mysterious handprint that made the elders of the three sects such as Sha Sikai dazzled and dazzled fell silently on the gourd that was still struggling.

Almost at that moment, the gourd seemed to be caught by a giant tong with tens of millions of catties of strength, and it shattered in an instant!

The strange thing was that the resentment of the spirits in the soul gourd was always firmly controlled within the giant pincer seal, and in an instant, the meteors like thousands of black particles were absorbed by the vast sky.

The dementor gourd was crushed into powder by the giant pincers under the great force of the giant pincers!

"Howl!-'

The man in black who had just spewed out a mouthful of bloody black blood was like being struck by lightning, and a thick black mist suddenly gushed out of his body, and black blood spurted wildly from his mouth, like a mad demon howling!

Xiao Yun was willing to miss the opportunity, and the three giant swords each drew a mysterious trajectory, flashing past the man in black!

At the same time, a palm like a mountain, aimed at the person and slapped it on the head!

The man in black finally showed the strength of a great cultivator of the Cold Hunting Realm!

"Roar!"

Those three swords had caused him severe wounds!

A sword slashed off his left arm, and the strange thing was that the spurt out of the severed arm was not blood but black mist!

A sword pierced through his right chest!

A sword slashed at his right calf!

With a roar, the man in black, who could almost be regarded as a fatal blow, turned into a light black mist, and in that moment, he escaped from the cover of Xiao Yun's giant palm, and went straight to the direction of the golden boat where the group of black-clothed people was located in the north!

With Meng Yang's help, Xiao Yun, who had defeated two strong enemies one after another, was full of spirits, and went hand in hand with the three-mouth magic sword that had changed back to the appearance of a small sword, chasing the black mist and escaping away!

The few people on the meteor flying boat, including Ru Yanrui'er, were all stunned, looking at Meng Yang like a god.

A worn-out firewood knife, a calm and powerful teenager!

Xiao Xiangzi roared happily: "Apprentice, the teacher is here!"

In the shouting, there were old tears!

Even the head Sha Sikai and the Ximen Iron Blood on the side couldn't help but be overjoyed!

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a whirlwind of the world, and then they heard a loud muffled sound that almost made people faint.

The Qingyun Peak, the main peak of the sect that Meng Yang had never seen before, sank violently and turned into a small earthen bag dozens of zhang high!

"Oh no, the island is sinking!"

Sha Sikai shouted loudly, and the three elders immediately flew down to the deck of the Meteor Boat, and Xiao Xiangzi Chong was still looking at Meng Yang, who had suddenly turned into a dirt bag, in a daze, and shouted: "Good apprentice, come here!"

Just as Meng Yang flew into the meteor flying boat, the flying boat magic circle was activated, and the flying boat soared into the sky like lightning, the last surviving longitude and latitude peak on Qingyun Island collapsed!

The huge Qingyun Island began to crack one after another, dozens of zhang wide and bottomless cracks, and fountain-like sea water continued to gush out!

After just a dozen breaths, the huge Qingyun Island was completely engulfed by the endless sea water・・・・・・

Qingyun Island, one of the seven major resorts of the Southern Saint Realm, has completely disappeared from the territory of the Streamer Sea Area.

On the flying boat, everyone's eyes were full of tears, looking at the place that was submerged by the sea, and they were silent for a long time.