The octopus genius's eyes flickered, but the octopus geniuses around him were quite moved.

The genius of the Sea Dragon Clan had already burst out of his cultivation aura, and he was ready to move.

There are also the geniuses of the Moray Eel Clan, who are already surrounded by dazzling electric lightning, ready to attack at any time.

In terms of quantity, the other sea tribes are better than Ding Xiaoyi's side.

After all, Ding Xiaoyi only has a mermaid genius by his side.

The Sea Whale Clan and a Sea Shark Clan genius, the Jellyfish Clan only has the Water Spirit Flower left.

The geniuses of the merman clan were all tortured by the powerhouse of the Death Island, and their breath was sluggish, and they had no combat power left.

Only Gonghaiyan was not affected.

But Ding Xiaoyi had to face the five powerhouses of Death Island alone, and he felt pressure.

Those five powerhouses of Death Island were slightly better than Mo Yuanxing.

A violent aura of cultivation surged around each black-robed powerhouse, and the rolling aura of death swept out like an overwhelming air.

When the other Sea Clan geniuses saw such a formation, their faces changed.

"Ding Xiaoyi, today is your death, and this sea mystery realm is your grave."

The cold voice of a black-robed figure echoed in the sky above the tall building.

His tone was filled with endless killing intent, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes raised coldly, he looked at the five majestic five Death Island powerhouses, and his eyes also carried a strong killing intent.

"It's just a defeat, no matter how many of you are, it's just that."

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword in his hand, and then sneered unceremoniously.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's unceremonious ridicule, the five black-robed figures stared

With a flicker, the glow in his cold eyes burst out.

The eyes were cold and cold, and the atmosphere of slaughter arose.

"It's like a frog at the bottom of a well",

A black-robed figure said disdainfully.

After that,

The black-robed figure drew a black-black scimitar.

The scimitar swirled with layers of death-will-aura, each of which was imbued with supreme power.

When all the black-robed figures drew their weapons, the battle intent around Ding Xiaoyi's body became stronger and stronger.

"Boom, boom, boom",

Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual sea set off a surging wave, and Gangyuan turned into a churning wave and roared.

The cultivation aura around him rose again and again.

The water spirit flower behind him also stirred up his cultivation aura.

Her eyes flickered incessantly, and a cold killing intent spontaneously appeared.

Ding Xiaoyi felt the fluctuation of the killing intent around Shui Linghua's body, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Don't force it, just hand it over to me these five death powerhouses, don't let that evil thought occupy your reason."

Ding Xiaoyi held the water spirit flower soft wattle, and then comforted.

The jellyfish woman tapped her head, and the violent aura around her body began to weaken.

"Boom ......",

After Ding Xiaoyi finished explaining, he turned into a streamer of light and shot towards the void.

Seeing this, the five black-robed figures also turned into five streamers and shot away in the direction of Ding Xiaoyi, and the six figures soon appeared in the void.

Ding Xiaoyi clenched the long sword, his eyes were as cold as a man, and he looked coldly at the five black-robed figures.

He felt the determination of the five black-robed figures to kill him, and the five black-robed figures had already sealed the space around him.

Let him have no escape.

"I don't understand why you Death Island keep putting me to death, do I have any deep enmity with you Death Island."

Ding Xiaoyi watched the five black-robed figures surround him, and he asked them unhurriedly.

While at the Temple of the Sea God Rakshasa Temple, he met a strong man from Death Island.

The sword technique used by the strong man is the same as that of the knife to the sect.

He was very puzzled, but the Death Island powerhouse was disdainful of the Dao Xiangzong.

Saying that Dao Xiangzong is just garbage expelled by death, it can be seen that the strength of Death Island is far superior to Dao Xiangzong.

Five black-robed figures,

Five long knives with the light of death flickering, and the breath of despair arose.

Five figures, endless death shrouded in.

The cultivation aura of the five black-robed figures crushed towards Ding Xiaoyi like those five invisible mountains.

made Ding Xiaoyi feel suffocated.

Sensing the strength of the five black-robed figures, the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out a high-pitched sword groan.

The sword roared as crisply as a dragon and a phoenix.

Ding Xiaoyi's chest was also stirred with a strong fighting spirit, and he also needed a hearty battle to consolidate his cultivation.

"There's no why, because Shi Zun wants you to die," a black-robed figure replied to Ding Xiaoyi with compassion.

Hearing the black-robed figure's answer, a look of doubt appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face.

"Who is Lord Shizun? Is it the owner of Dead Island? ”

Ding Xiaoyi asked suspiciously, he hadn't heard of any Shi Venerable Lord, and naturally he didn't know Shi Venerable Lord.

But from the mouth of the black-robed figure, he felt that there would be no fake.

Lord Shizun, he silently wrote this down in his heart

names.

When he goes out to the sea mystery realm, he must find out.

"No, Lord Shi is Lord Shizun, he is not anyone, let alone the Lord of My Island."

A black-robed figure shook his head and replied to Ding Xiaoyi, and his answer made Ding Xiaoyi even more puzzled.

Shi Venerable Lord is not anyone, is Shi Venerable Lord an organization, or maybe Shi Venerable Lord is not a cultivator.

"Alright, we're going to send you on your way." A black-robed figure obviously didn't want to answer Ding Xiaoyi, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly.

Ding Xiaoyi's face sank, and it seemed that he couldn't escape this time.

"Hiss ......",

An amazing sword light fell from the sky and slashed towards the top of Ding Xiaoyi's head.

The sword pierced the void,

annihilated all the space in the void, and instantly appeared above Ding Xiaoyi's head.

Sen Ran's aura of death shrouded down, making Ding Xiaoyi can't help but shiver.

With a swing of the long sword in his hand, the brilliant sword qi swept out, and the sharp sword light turned into countless sword shadows and surged towards the long knife that fell on the head.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng,......",

A string of crisp jingo resonances rang out.

Ding Xiaoyi felt a surge of Shen Xiong's impact, and his body couldn't help but fall downward.

Just as his body fell, another shocking knife slashed towards his back.

The long knife flickered, and the aura of death lingered.

All around was shrouded in the realm of death.

Ding Xiaoyi's backhand is a sword, and as soon as the sword is drawn, the void is shaken.

A frightening sword burst out.

The blazing sword slammed into his back

on top of the long knife.

"Bang",

A dull sound sounded, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was hit by the impact of the tyrant and retreated again and again.

The other three long knives also swept in with an endless aura of death.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up a dazzling sword light and swung around.

"Swinging Sword Pose",

With a loud shout from Ding Xiaoyi's mouth, the sword qi swept up like a gust of wind, and the layers of sword qi swayed towards the five figures.

"Bang, bang, bang",

After several dull sounds sounded, the five figures froze.

There was a solemn look in their eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi's sword blocked their attack.

Dan Ding Xiaoyi was also uncomfortable, and the power of the will to die that was stirred out by the five long knives poured into his arm, and the power of death couldn't help but erode his vitality.

His figure swept away, and his body rose up stiffly.

The sea of life also stirred up the power of various laws and surged into the meridians around him.

The power of the Law of Returning to the Ruins turned into a roaring dragon and swept towards the power of death that remained in his arm.

The power of death fled in all directions as if it had met a nemesis of life.

The power of the Law of Returning to the Ruins instantly devoured the power of death that had eroded into his arm.

There were still a few traces of death power that were swallowed up by the power of the devouring law in Ding Xiaoyi's sea of life.

"Returning to the sword",

Ding Xiaoyi's body rose up, and his body shot towards a black-robed figure like the momentum of the milk swallow throwing into the forest.

His speed was extremely fast, and countless afterimages were conjured in the air.

The black-robed figure's eyes froze, and he raised the long knife in his hand and shot at it

The countless afterimages slashed away.

"Boom ......",

I saw that the swords rose layer upon layer, and the swords like a huge wave instantly enveloped the afterimages.

"Drunk, the sword is like frost",

A crisp voice sounded, and a figure emerged from the layers of swords.

It was Ding Xiaoyi.