The sky was dark, the moon was still pale red, and the town was a little weird, and what was even more strange was that the moon was clearly coming out, but it had been raining lightly.

On the second floor of the house, Xin Zhuo was lying on an old recliner from an unknown number of years ago, sipping tea from an old teapot while watching the fighting on the street outside through the window.

It's been three days, and sure enough, in the direction that Li Sijun and Shen Huansha guessed, people from outside have rushed to the town one after another, except for a small number of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples, most of them are scattered cultivators, other seventeen sects and even more distant martial artists.

Naturally, they also saw the importance of the house, but there were only so many rooms, and the absence of a room meant that when they went to the next place, they would be ruthlessly obliterated.

The people of the four major sects can't afford to provoke, but the rooms where the other groups of three or five martial artists are located can still fight, win or negotiate cooperation, so if you don't agree, it's your life and death.

For three whole days, the town was covered with blood.

In the world of martial artists, there is no male superiority or inferiority, and even beauty and handsomeness are completely useless.

After watching it for a while, I felt a little bored, retracted my gaze, took another sip of tea, and then muttered: "Zhao Yizhu, where are you?"

He already knew that Lord Zhao Yi had entered here as soon as possible.

"Senior Sister Zhao may have gone deeper!"

Feng Miao'er, who was small and long-lasting, but had a considerable presence on her chest, walked in with a few snacks and said with a smile: "Our group of sect disciples except for Senior Sister Shen Huansha and a few of us are third-class divine bodies and bloodline talents, the others are mortal bodies, Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Bai Zong, Senior Brother Nangong Wentian and Senior Brother Ye Liang are different, they are first-class talents, naturally different from the place we are in, so, maybe they have entered the deepest depths."

"I hope so!"

Xin Zhuo ordered the table, motioned for the dim sum to be put down, pinched a piece and tasted it, it was not bad, and said, "Is there anything else?"

Feng Miao'er bowed her head and said, "Yes!" The formation has already shone brightly, I'm afraid that I can leave later, Senior Sister Shen and Senior Sister Li asked me to inform you! ”

Xin Zhuo jumped up and looked at the backyard, and sure enough, there was a faint light coming from him.

He looked outside again, the street was full of corpses, and the battle for the house was basically over, and said, "Go!"

……

In the backyard, on the huge jade, the moire light was bright from the beginning, and it was already dazzling at the end.

Xin Zhuo, Shen Huansha, Li Sijun, Jiang Xiaoyu and others, as well as more than a dozen people who arrived later, a total of more than thirty disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect gathered on the jade.

The light on the moire seemed to climb on everyone's body, tense, as if pulling in a certain direction.

After waiting for half a pillar of incense, the battle outside was completely over, the pulling force suddenly intensified, the vision in front of him was strange, his vision was completely unable to focus, and his whole body was weak.

I don't know how long later, the eyes focused again, a group of people looked at each other, their faces were a little pale, this strange teleportation was obviously the first attempt, and they all felt that the methods of the Middle Ages were terrible.

Then they all felt a trace of cold water vapor rushing to their faces.

Xin Zhuo glanced around, and suddenly found that everyone was on a huge building ship similar to a warship, the deck and hull were a little decayed, but it was still difficult to hide the hideousness and atmosphere of the shape.

And the boat is in a long river that "floats" in mid-air.

That's right, it's floating in mid-air.

The river does exist, at least ten zhang deep, but there is no riverbed, and it stands alone in the sky.

And there is more than one half-empty river of this kind, there are countless dense ones on the left, right, and below.

On every half-empty river, there is a building boat, directly below which are the four sects where Xuanyuan Qingqing, Baihua Fengyun, Xiaohu and Zuo Xihua and others are located, and there are seven or eight other boats on the same level with them, which are Lingyun, Zhuxian Dazong, Haotian Sect, Leiyin Temple, Confucian Immortal Pavilion and some strange forces, these people have not appeared in the town before.

There are more ships below, densely packed and layered, like a navy of thousands of ships on an expedition.

Shen Huansha said: "Not only have people from Fu Town entered here, but people from other places have also gathered, and there are a lot of masters of various sects and unfamiliar forces, but why are we at the top?"

Feng Miao'er said with a smile: "Because Senior Brother Xin won the most simply, the masters of the ships of the various sects and forces were all injured and their breath was sluggish, or we took the best of Laifu Town!"

"Thinking too much!"

The river was very calm, and the sound spread far away, and on the big boat of the Lingyun Sect, Zhang Jiuying, who was mottled with blood, sneered, "The dragon head position we have there has been broken, and no one has entered!" ”

Feng Miao'er was stunned for a moment, "hummed" and stopped talking.

At this time, the boats suddenly began to move forward automatically, and the boats on the river passed by, rolling up several feet of waves, making a "whooshing" sound, and the water mist was misty, and the voices of the boats on all sides could no longer be heard clearly.

Xin Zhuo glanced at the ships in all directions again, Bai Zong, Chen Changsheng, Wu Yingyue, Nie Shenghuan and many others, including Zhao Yizhu, Jiang Yuwei and Senior Brother, were not there, I don't know where they were?

He couldn't help but walk to the bow of the ship and look at the endless pale red sky ahead.

Shen Huansha stepped aside and said softly, "Senior Brother Xin, I'm afraid this river is not happy!"

Xin Zhuo asked, "What do you say?"

Shen Huansha said: "The color of the water is also light red, I tried it, it is the color of blood, and it is full of anger, this place, I am only afraid of the main killing!"

"It's a killing, that's right!" Jiang Xiaoyu, who had been silent, said: "The magic skill of killing Wan Tao that I have cultivated, I can sense the coming of anger and murderous energy, three hours!"

Xin Zhuo asked, "Three hours later, the killing will come?"

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes!"

Xin Zhuo sat down: "Wait, rest and recuperate."

More than 30 people sat down, and no one spoke.

The red waves rolled on both sides, and the mist filled the sky and the earth, and the ears were full of roaring.

I don't know how long it took, maybe three hours, or longer, Xin Zhuo opened his eyes violently and looked ahead, only to see a black line overwhelmingly ushering, before he could see what it was, the piercing screams and the smell of blood had arrived, making it difficult to hide the panic and uneasiness.

More than 30 people woke up, and for a moment it was all the sound of "choking" sword drawing.

Not only them, but also the sound of weapons unsheathed on the buildings below and even in all directions, the power of the cathode, the power of the anode and the power of the Lingtai Tai Chi were messy.

Shen Huansha took a deep breath, looked around and said: "You are all in the same door, since you have entered the forbidden land, you should know the impermanence of life and death, and use all your strength, but seek a good future, regardless of life and death!"

"Whoa!"

Everyone responded, and the momentum came out majesticly, condensed like substance.

"Boom ......"

The group of black lines was close, and they could already be seen clearly, and they were monsters that resembled bats, each of which was the size of a house, with a human head, a bird nose, bat wings, and eagle claws, and a brown poisonous gas all over their bodies.

The key realm is not low, from yin void to spiritual platform.

There are hundreds of thousands, that is, every ship has to face at least thousands.

Everyone's faces changed!

How can a normal martial artist face hundreds of demon beasts in the same realm?

Xin Zhuo immediately said: "Quick! Take out the red stone! ”

Shen Huansha immediately took it out, Xin Zhuo took it, thought about it, pressed it with his palm, and penetrated it with true qi again, and the stone really reacted, emitting a red light that echoed with the entire ship, forming a red light curtain.

The ships in all directions obviously thought of it too, and all of them lit up at one moment.

Almost in the next moment, the monster arrived!

"Boom ......"

The building boat shook violently, the heavens and the earth became gloomy, and the monster beasts screamed "wow", surrounding the ship, and the human-like lips drooled slightly, the eyes were blood-red, and the sharp giant claws grabbed in.

"Ah......h

There are few people on many ships below, and the realm is not high, and the defense is broken in an instant, and the warriors on it are torn apart by the demon beasts, and the flesh and blood are flying.

Xin Zhuo also felt that the suction of the grain stone he was holding suddenly increased, and the true qi passed quickly, constantly replenishing the light curtain of the escort ship.

"Kill!"

Shen Huansha, Li Sijun and others divided into thirty-six directions to meet the attack of the demon beasts.

(End of chapter)