The pursuit and search of the sea tribe by humans lasted for half a month, and countless sea tribes were found all over the Blue Mountain Island, many of whom jumped into the island's rivers and lakes and drowned.

It's a bit of a miracle that the Sea Clan was drowned, but that's just the way it is.

Half a month after the Great War, the human monks gathered in the south of the Blue Mountain Island, and they were ready to leave.

The natives gave them a grand farewell ceremony, singing and dancing, and jubilation, but the monks understood that it was more like sending off the plague god; The failure of the Yuanci Divine Mountain made the natives understand the gap between heaven and earth between them and the cultivators, and from this point of view, the human monks were no different from the sea tribes.

This kind of mortal mentality is easy to understand, but fortunately, human beings are not sea tribes after all, they have their own cultivation limits.

The aborigines of the Blue Mountains will continue to be cleared for a long time, and it is impossible for such a large island to be free of fish that have escaped the net, and it can be seen from the fact that they did not show the slightest hint that they need the help of human monks, and they would rather pay the price themselves than stay in large numbers.

It's not bad, at least for now, it still leaves a relatively good impression on the mainland.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in the south of the island, and they will take the broken raft provided by the natives to row away from the Blue Mountain Island, and only have the possibility of flying a hundred miles away, just like Hou Yu came here twice before.

Together, they can guard against a possible sneak attack by the Sea Clan, even if it's unlikely; The Zhihai tribe was almost wiped out, and the rest fled far into the deep sea, where would they dare to stay near Blue Mountain Island?

The raft team of tens of thousands of people also looks spectacular, a raft has a limited capacity, basically can only carry a dozen people, but the natives are desperately trying to prepare enough rafts for them to get them out as soon as possible, and they have worked hard.

In this battle, there were nearly 50,000 human monks, but the casualties were no more than thousands, and the actual death was less than a thousand; Considering the number of nearly 200,000 people of the Sea Clan, such a battle loss ratio can no longer be described as brilliant, and can even be called a miracle, but the legendary greatest hero who completed this miracle, the Tianfeng Dao people, has not been seen until now, which is worrying.

But it is impossible for tens of thousands of people to stay for one person, and it has been almost two months since they came out, how is the family in the southwest, everyone is like an arrow.

The raft was extremely difficult to row, because the human monks carried too many things to put in the treasure gourd, so they had to carry them on their backs, and they had to abandon many items that were not precious enough.

Everyone has a full harvest, hundreds of thousands of corpses all over the mountains, and there are treasures all over the body, what a cool word.

Countless low-level cultivators have a violent net worth, and the harvest of the war makes them full of hope for the future, it is conceivable that if the sword vein picks up the head to kill the demon and exterminate the clan next time, they only need to ascend to the heights and shout, it must be a gathering of followers.

It's something words can't do, but it only takes one victory to make people unforgettable.

As soon as he was off the shore, someone pointed to the sea, "What's that?" ”

Everyone looked at the past, and a Taoist man was paddling hard in the sea with a pair of shorts all over his body, as if he was still dragging something in his hand, and the sharp-eyed people could see it, Tianfeng Daoist!

Tianfeng jumped on Xiao Zhenren's broken raft and threw the things in his hand onto the raft, "This thing talks a lot, now it's okay, the ears are quiet." ”

It was a bamboo-shaped thing, and the red-sleeved fairy from a distance looked at it, and couldn't help pouting, what hatred and resentment......

The crowd cheered, it was a successful naval expedition.

After two hundred miles, the speed of the raft began to increase, because the monks could already easily apply the mana on their bodies, and the bits and pieces they brought could also be loaded into the treasure gourd.

The sea is very calm, and there is not a single sea tribe appearing, which is probably the norm for leaving the sea in the future.

Dozens of miles later, there were already monks who could glide close to the sea, and many of them left the slow and broken rafts...... Then, as the first monk ascended into the air, a large group of monks rose into the air one after another, like a flock of seabirds hunting at sea, until everyone rose to the sky and the raft was summoned......

In the large raft led by the real people, although they are not happy people, there seems to be a relaxed atmosphere in the air.

Everyone looked at the three key figures in this battle, Tianfeng, Red Sleeves, and the Great Sect Leader.

But all three of them were very jealous of the story that finally happened in the sinkhole, and they resolutely refused to admit that it was their own means, and finally unanimously attributed the cause of victory to the will of heaven and to nature's ability to repair itself.

This is basically in line with what everyone sees, the three five-element beads are hanging there, which is a fact that no one can erase; At the same time, real people also tacitly believe that the Five Elements Beads cannot be acquired by individuals, and of course, it is even more impossible for anyone to command them.

If someone could really do this, wouldn't they be able to control the five elements of the Splendid Continent? The gods didn't dare to say that.

Only the closest people know that in fact, there is only one real core person, that is, this manpower launched a thousand miles to aid Yingtai, and planned the strategy of Blue Mountain Island, and finally the time and place were favorable.

In this battle, there was one less powerful Wumen in the southwest, but there was one more overseas Yingtai, one out and one in, at least there was no change in the number of Daoists.

It also established the status of the sword vein in the Southwest Cultivation Realm, and Hou Yu was very modest in this regard.

"Are you blind? Or are you confident? Lao Li still remembers it.

"What's the matter? We've achieved our goal, so why bother pursuing the process? "There are some things that cannot be said.

Lao Li insisted, "Of course it's important! If it's luck every time, I doubt that the sword vein will be taken by you one day, and luck won't follow you forever! ”

Hou Yu was meaningful, "Captain, why don't you want to think about it, why does luck always follow me?" Is it really because of luck? Or am I doing the right thing for this era? This is not my luck, but the luck of the sword vein, the luck of the Splendid Continent, if I don't act against the sky, then this kind of luck will definitely root me, what do you say? ”

Li Chuping was speechless, "So, what do you think is the next trend?" ”

Hou Yu smiled, "The southwest demon plague is over, of course, it will be the turn of other regions, the continent is a whole, and the southwest can't represent all." ”

"To the Northwest or to the North?"

"I haven't figured this out yet, I need to look at the specific situation of the demons in various parts of the mainland after I go back, and then make a judgment; But we can get the word out first......"

Lao Li understood, "Then there will be people who don't want the southwest to take the lead and take the lead in initiating assistance to all parts of the mainland, anyway, there are some of them." ”

Hou Yu smiled, "That's right, we can't help everyone, we can't do it if we're tired, some Dao generals should help." ”

(End of chapter)