Su Bufan clutched his left shoulder tightly, and blood continued to flow out through the gaps in his fingertips, exposing Su Bufan's whereabouts to the Jinlin Carp Demon who had been following him all along.

The bleeding can't be stopped.

That golden lin spear had a wonderful ability, and the wound pierced by it, no matter how Su Bufan tried to stop the bleeding, it was useless.

"They're not on this mountain....... That's in the Shark Hill of Tears. ”

Su Bufan looked up at the dark deep sea, the brown pupils in his eyes slowly turned red, Long Lin slightly opened his pale cheeks, and the blue tasseled crown on his head was no longer known where he had thrown it.

This kind of thing is just a burden when running for your life.

"I hope those Terrans can make some movement in the Canghai Dragon Palace."

Su Bufan looked back at the mountain behind him that was gradually moving away, but a golden light was chasing after him.

Su Bufan's other hand stroked the brilliant red stone on the jasper dragon pattern belt around his waist, and the red stone did not burst out with dazzling light this time, but emitted a faint red light.

The dragon pattern emerges.

Su Bufan's swimming speed suddenly increased a few points faster, and the golden light behind him gradually became dim, getting farther and farther away from Su Bufan.

Tear Shark Hill.

The pearls that should have exuded a dazzling glow of color were covered with layers of faint blood, and the gorgeous carpet spread on the gently sloping ground lay one merman corpse after another.

Their corpses were almost all piled up into a small mountain.

"Leave a few mermaids, these carpets and silks they make are very good, especially if this dragon silk that is not wet in the water can be sold at a good price if it is thrown in the Hidden Immortal Fang."

A feminine-looking man in an autumn-colored robe sat casually on the corpse of a merman, rubbing the palm of his hand and said not far away.

Ugh.

A cold light flashed.

Another merman's corpse fell to the ground.

"The Sangcang Sea ship has been affected by the wind and waves of the sea and can't sail, are you sure we can go back with these disobedient mermaids?"

A kind-eyed Taoist wearing a blue and white Taoist robe wiped the blood from the blade of the long sword in his hand, and looked down at the few sharks who were trembling and afraid to gather nearby. Their tears turned into pearls and fell to the ground, stained with the blood of their companions.

"Isn't there that formation master from the so-called State of Ten Thousand Mountains, the State of Shanqing? Ask her if she can take a few more mermaids with her. ”

The feminine man looked sideways at the woman standing on the top of the Tear Shark Hill and wore a crane red robe and said.

Behind the woman in the red robe of the crane was a monk in a brown robe and holding a demon-slaying pestle, and the monk put one hand in front of him, closing his eyes and not looking at the situation here.

"The ever-bright lamps made from their oil can also be sold in the Hidden Immortal Workshop."

The blue-and-white Daoist in the Taoist robe lightly pulled a sword flower, and another merman's corpse fell to the ground. His charitable eyes looked at the ignorant merman who was once again angry at him from the slaughter.

Ugh.

The long sword pierced the merman's fishtail and human junction.

I couldn't see the speed of the sword of the blue-white Daoist at all, and I only saw that he easily stabbed the sword into the navel of the merman, as if these mermen took the initiative to hit the tip of the sword.

The feminine man threw the dragon silk in his hand to the Taoist in the blue and white robe, and trampled on a few water silkworms running around the merman's corpse at random, and picked up a dragon silk from the drying rack on the side.

The Daoist in the blue and white Dao robe took this dragon silk, glanced sideways at the few mermaids who didn't dare to move, and gently wiped the blood on the tip of the long sword.

"What are they waiting for?"

The feminine man twisted his fingers around the dragon silk, raised his eyes slightly and looked at the two figures on the high side of the Tear Shark Hill and asked.

"Wait for that guy."

The Taoist in the blue and white robe glanced at the few remaining mermen, took out a talisman from his arms, and threw it lightly towards the center of the merman. The talisman seems to be slow, but it also comes in an instant.

Flames erupted.

The merman's screams and wails erupted.

"It's a loss that Nanming's talismans are used here, how good it would be to keep them for me to keep in captivity, and maybe I can also let a few pets in my family cross to create a new breed."

The feminine man looked at the flames that suddenly rose in the deep sea, and said with some regret.

Rao is these mermaids rolling on the ground, but it is difficult to extinguish the flames, so they have to die in pain in a moune and scream.

"I have a lot of this kind of talisman."

The Taoist in the blue and white robe took out a celadon vial from his waist and poured the shark oil flowing from these burned sharks into the bottle.

"These mermaids can only live outside the South China Sea, and if you bring them to a place like yours, they will all die in a few days or a few months.

Otherwise, why are the dragon silk and everlasting lanterns of the Hidden Immortal Fang so expensive, it is because these sharks are difficult to find and difficult to survive. ”

Although the celadon vial bottle in the hand of the Taoist in the blue and white Taoist robe looked small, he poured these shark oil flowing like streams, and it was still not full after pouring it for a long time.

"It's finally here."

The feminine man suddenly looked up at a faint red light in the distance of the Tear Shark Hill.

The woman in the red robe of the crane standing on the top of the Tear Shark Hill also raised her eyes to look at the faint red light that was rushing towards this side in the deep sea, and her eyes were not the color of ordinary people, but the dark green of the enchanting one.

The monk behind the red-robed woman of the crane opened his eyes, and the demon slaying pestle in his hand was lightly raised.

"What did you all do?!"

When approaching the Tear Shark Hill, Su Bufan's body stopped suddenly, he covered the bleeding wound on his shoulder, and looked at the merman corpse on the Tear Shark Hill with a shocked expression.

"Don't let his blood flow too much, the formation needs his blood as a spirit."

The red-robed woman of the crane looked at Su Bufan floating in the sea and said indifferently, her dark green eyes did not contain any human emotion, like a marionette without emotion.

"You said it earlier."

The feminine man sitting on the corpse of the merman sighed helplessly.

Su Bufan saw that the situation was not right, and just wanted to caress the brilliant red stone of the jasper dragon pattern belt around his waist, who would have thought that a copper coin with flying wings suddenly smashed into his belt.

The belt falls with the trend.

"I didn't look away, your belt is indeed a magic weapon."

Before Su Bufan could feel the shock, the voice of the feminine man's chuckle had already appeared in his ears, and the belt had fallen into his hand.

"Don't struggle, wasn't it a pleasure when you worked with us before?"

The feminine man smiled slightly and looked at Su Bufan and asked.

The smile that seemed to be warm and friendly was extremely hypocritical in Su Bufan's eyes at this moment, and as soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, a flame gushed out of his mouth.

"Oh? The true fire of the red dragon in the South China Sea is interesting. ”

Seeing the flames coming towards him, the feminine man did not panic, and gently raised the jasper dragon belt in his hand, and the flames were all absorbed by the red stone in the center of the jasper dragon pattern's waist.

Seeing this, the red-robed woman of the Immortal Crane waved her sleeve robe lightly, and a slender white thread like spider silk shot out and drilled into Su Bufan's shoulder wound.

The white thread was instantly dyed red.

The corpses of the mermen on the Tear Shark Hill began to dry up strangely, and the blood gathered into streams, crisscrossing along the hills to form cumbersome lines of formations.

The immortal crane red robe and the woman's sleeve robe waved again, and a slender red thread like spider silk pointed directly at the center of this blood-colored formation, Su Bufan's appearance and body were visibly old with the naked eye.

And the sky above the blood-colored formation of the Tear Shark Hill lingered with a faint half-red dragon phantom.

The feminine man suddenly looked sideways.

"!! Groan"

The fierce roar of the dragon came from the deep sea, and with this angry dragon roar, the overwhelming flames surged towards the Tear Shark Hill along with the sea.