"In that case, let's get on our way."

The figure of the white-clothed male cultivator who had turned around for the second time landed on the unbroken platform near the rudder of the empty boat.

This platform is composed of a part of the deck protected by several monks of the Jiedan, and a stone pedestal below the deck, which is engraved with a large number of cyan and blue lines, which should be the core of the empty ship.

"The Envoy."

Seeing this, the faces of the several Zhuji monks who were originally standing on this platform, and the white-robed young man surnamed Huang, bowed to the white feather-clad male cultivator one after another, and each flew off the platform and landed in the cabin below that was revealed after the deck was destroyed.

"You stay, the envoy still asks you about things." The white-robed male cultivator looked at the white-robed young man surnamed Huang and said.

"Yes." The white-robed young man surnamed Huang had just landed in the cabin, and hurriedly responded when he heard this.

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, he sacrificed a flying sword, stepped on it, turned into a white light and flew onto the platform, standing respectfully aside, like a eunuch and minister guarding the emperor in the ordinary world, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

The feather-robed male cultivator looked at the white-robed young man surnamed Huang for a few moments.

"What's your name?" He withdrew his gaze and looked at the rudder disc, his eyes flat, and asked with a blank face.

"Back to the envoy, villain Huang Qing, elder of the outer gate of the Golden Sword Sect." The white-robed young man surnamed Huang responded with words.

"Huang Qing, hmm......" A slight smile appeared on the face of the male cultivator in the feather coat, as if he was very praising this Huang Qing, and looked back at the two female cultivators behind him.

Immediately, the female cultivator who looked exactly the same as the demon general Yuan Ying of the demon clan also landed on the platform where the rudder was located, and said indifferently to Huang Qing: "Since you are driving this boat, you should also know how to get here."

The nun handed an illusory spar to Huang Qing.

This illusory spar is light white, oval-shaped, and there seem to be countless flying electric lights in it, which looks a little unstable.

Gu Qing, who was in the cabin below, saw this spar, and his heart moved.

'Huh? How can this thing be so similar to the spatial coordinate spar that I was brought into by the Three Elements Sect and other three sects at the beginning, in the area of the Three Thousand Miles Wandering Soul Mountain, which was given by that mysterious existence? He stared at the hedron a few times, his eyes flickering.

Huang Qing took the spatial coordinate spar handed over by the female cultivator, and his divine sense turned inward, and his expression looked a little embarrassed.

"This ......" Huang Qing's pupils shrank, his expression was a little more panicked, and his hand couldn't help shaking.

He smiled bitterly at the man and woman in front of him, hugged his fists, and looked around at the cultivators in the cabin, and said, "Two envoys, this place is the forbidden area of the void near my Yunhan Ancient Star, if you drive the Empty Hellcraft into it, one is not good, I am afraid that I will fall there again!"

The eyes of the feather-clad male cultivator seemed to flash with a hint of joy.

His brows furrowed, and the majestic coercion on his body dispersed, and suddenly overwhelmed Huang Qing, who had cultivated to the False Dan Realm, and his body was shocked, and he actually knelt on one knee, smashing the deck below!

"Ahh Huang Qing tried his best to urge the mana and spiritual power in his body, the white light on his body bloomed, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, his mouth let out a vague low roar, his eyes were quickly bloodshot, and he tried to get up, but to no avail.

"How can the envoy not know about this!" The feather-clad male cultivator looked down at Huang Qing, put away his coercion, and scolded.

Huang Qing quickly got up.

He didn't dare to raise his eyes, he lowered his head stiffly, hiding the anger in his heart, and still stood aside respectfully as before.

"You don't have to think about it so much, if you can go to this Heavenly Hengshan Forbidden Land, then move faster." The feather-clad man waved his hand, gave a command, and stood aside with his hands.

His eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at the cultivators in the cabin below, as if looking at a pile of lifeless dead things, and closed his eyes.

"Yes." Huang Qing gritted his teeth and responded with his fists clenched.

It turned and took a few steps, pressed its hands on the rudder disc, and silently sensed something.

The one who looked like Yuan Ying, the demon general of the demon race, looked the same as the female cultivator, and stood side by side with this male cultivator in feathered clothes

Together, they also looked at the cultivators in the cabin below, their eyes were also indifferent, only when they swept over Gu Qing's figure, a trace of different color quietly crossed inside.

Gu Qing lowered her head, her eyes slightly closed, and she didn't seem to notice the gaze of this female cultivator.

The Empty Ship soon set off again.

Although the deck was destroyed, the core below the rudder was obviously not damaged.

The treasure light of the boat guarding around the boat body was not half dim, and outside the treasure light of the boat, the gray void was like a boundless flowing water, flying away.

I don't know how long the Empty Ship has been sailing in the void, and suddenly a sense of concussion came from afar.

The cultivators in the cabin raised their heads one after another, and saw that outside the treasure light of the boat, the void had turned into a high-speed changing black and white color, and walking through this black and white void, the treasure light of the empty boat was constantly trembling violently!

"Huang Daoyou, what kind of place is this?".

"Envoy, where is this void?"

"Please also ask the three envoys to tell me to wait, here's ......."

The expressions of the cultivators changed drastically, they looked at each other a few times, and quickly united the front, and the few monks who were not able to make a statement of inquiry.

"Rest assured, this is also a void, but it is just a void near the forbidden land of Tianheng Mountain." The male cultivator in the feather coat opened his eyes, glanced at the cultivators strangely, and still spoke in a calm tone.

"Tianheng Mountain Forbidden Land ......" The crane-haired and childish-faced Yu Dan Er turned to a monk surnamed Hong, his brows furrowed.

The other monks on the boat wanted to say something, but the black and white void around the empty boat had disappeared.

The surrounding void turned gray again, and the vibration of the treasure light of the boat also stopped.

The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, but they didn't notice that Huang Qing, who was driving the empty boat and pressing his hands on the rudder disc, was already pale.

"Everyone, the void ahead ......" Huang Qing opened his eyes suddenly, and his divine sense spoke, and he spoke loudly.

Burst!

But before the cry could be heard, a slender and beautiful hand pierced through his chest, passed through his chest, grabbed his beating heart, and gently grasped it, turning it into a mass of minced meat.

A stream of black mana poured into his body, crushing his Dao Ji to pieces.

In just a moment's time, Huang Qing, a monk of the Fake Dan Realm, had lost all his ability to resist and was about to die!

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the female cultivator behind him, his lips trembled a few times, and his eyes froze.

The cultivators in the cabin, seeing this scene, their bodies were all tense, and without saying a word, they all sacrificed magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and dark condensation techniques, and their eyes were firmly fixed on Xiu Ang, the inner disciples of the three Dao Sects above.

"Envoy, why did you do it to this Huang Xiaoyou?" The monk surnamed Hong, who had a childish face, sacrificed three magic weapons in a row, and the yellow and white magic light around him was shining, and his face was gloomy, staring at the female cultivators who were shot by Huang Qing.

Several other monks also gathered around the most prominent monk surnamed Hong, and their expressions were also gloomy.

But the three inner disciples of the Dao One Sect didn't look at the tense cultivators in the cabin, but their expressions changed, looking at somewhere above the empty boat, waiting for something.

The three of them condensed the magic light around them, turning into three heavy barriers, and the two women came together to sacrifice a defensive magic weapon to protect their bodies, and the male cultivator in the feather coat took out a bead and held it in his palm.

The cultivators in the cabin looked hesitant when they saw this.

'What are they waiting for?' Tianheng Mountain Forbidden Land, what kind of place is that, isn't it to suppress the Four Hell Demon Palaces that are in turmoil in the Tianfu Sect's control of the sea area? Gu Qing's brows were tightly locked, and he secretly communicated the two rings around his neck, constantly pouring mana into them.

Since those three people are so prepared, it should be right to follow their example and prepare for defense.

Most of the monks in the cabin made the same moves as Gu Qing.

Behind the female cultivator surnamed Zong, two wings made of gold and iron appeared, faintly protecting them.

This wing

It is a few feet high, not wide, only five or six feet, and there are thousands of feathers on it, each of which exudes gold and black streamers, and a large streamer is gathered into a ball, including the body of this female cultivator surnamed Zong, making it look like it has turned into a light cocoon, which looks very strange.

Two breaths passed, and nothing happened.

It was as if the Empty Ship had been banished to an absolutely static area, and there was no movement outside of the Guardian Boat's Treasure Light.

On the boat, it was filled with the humming sound of various magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons sacrificed by the cultivators.

Just as the time of the two breaths passed, some of the monks on the boat who had less experience in the battle felt a little more relaxed in their hearts.

The layer of boat protection treasure light at the top of the empty boat boat suddenly concave a small piece inside, and then a piece of dents, just above this layer of boat protection treasure light, spread wildly.

In a blink of an eye, the treasure light of the boat guard collapsed inward, and cracks appeared on it.

Click!

Before the cultivators could react, the treasure light of the boat protection shattered, and the entire empty boat was exposed to the gray void, torn apart by an incomparably powerful gravitational force!

Ninety percent of the cultivators in the cabin turned into distorted light and shadow together with the torn empty boat under this almost irresistible gravitational force, and were adsorbed, falling towards a certain direction in the gray void.

Ninety percent of the monks on the boat exploded into blood in the void, sucked up by something, as if they were sacrificed.

The direction where the suction came from, with the death of these monks, there was a tremor, and then a black spatial crack quietly cracked!

With the appearance of this black space crack, that powerful suction force reached a terrifying point for a while!

The gray void, under this suction, seems to turn into flowing water, and it seems to be constantly folding and shrinking paper.

The three disciples of the Dao First Sect who sacrificed magic weapons to protect their bodies, and Gu Qing and other cultivators who were defending themselves, were taken away by this suction force and thrown into the black space crack!

After sucking away the cultivators, this black space crack quickly shrank, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost healed.

But another five-colored streamer flew in the gray void, and a flickering was thrown into the black spatial crack that was almost healed.

......

The feeling of being licked by something made Gu Qing's brows furrow.

A stench came from the front, and Gu Qing Huoran opened his eyes and grabbed the thing in front of him.

Boom!

"Woohoo......!"

He pressed the thing in front of him to the ground casually, and the mana around his body urged him, emitting a golden magic light, suppressing the thing under him, and his divine consciousness immediately spread out.

Gu Qing's eyes moved slightly, looking at the creature that was pressed by himself.

This is a yellow-colored dog, at the moment is shrinking its tail, it is already frightened to pee, the slight difference is that this wild dog is actually a human dog head, but the limbs are short, covered with a layer of hair, it looks very strange.

"Half-demon?"

Gu Qing let go of the kobold casually, his face expressionless.

His divine sense swept over a radius of forty miles, but he didn't find any other living creatures except for this half-demon kobold.

The sky dome is a strange gray, there is no star, no moon, no sun, and the aura of heaven and earth around it is so thin that it is indescribable, and it is many times worse than the declining spirit land of Yunhan Ancient Star, and its nature is extremely messy and bursting, and it is difficult to use it for cultivation.

Even with his current cultivation, after incorporating a trace of heaven and earth aura into his body, he had a feeling that it was difficult to refine.

The earth is covered with a layer of iron-gray vegetation, with occasional green and red grass and tree shoots, and the cold wind is howling all around, and the wind is actually rolling in large and small iron gravel.

'Tianheng Mountain Forbidden Land, Tianheng Mountain Forbidden Land......" Gu Qing thought of the Tianheng Mountain Forbidden Land that the three people of the Dao sect were talking about.

'Isn't it, this is the forbidden land of Tianheng Mountain? He didn't care about the human head dog that was still suppressed by his golden light, and stood up, frowning and flying

Take a quick look around you.

The gray sky dome covers the four poles, and near it is an iron-gray forest, and beyond is the boundless wilderness.

The gravity from below is about three times stronger than that on the Yunhan Ancient Star, there are no clouds above, and the water vapor around is thinner than the aura of heaven and earth, and the climate is roughly to the point of freezing, but it is not too cold.

However, although it is not too cold, the wind mixed with iron and sand is constantly blowing in this environment, it is hard to imagine that there are living beings who can survive in such a harsh environment.

"Who are you?" Gu Qing looked down at the human-headed dog and asked about it.

As he spoke, he let go of the golden magic light and suppressed the half-demon head dog.

Unexpectedly, the half-demon head dog immediately got up and bowed to him, and the dog's mouth was still in a strange tone, praying for something.

Gu Qing didn't understand this strange language, but he could penetrate his emotions, understand the meaning of this half-demon head dog, and quickly turn it into words that he could understand.

He listened for a moment, his eyes strange.

This half-demon head dog regarded him as an immortal and wanted to invite him back to protect his tribe.

'Just go and take a few looks.' "

Gu Qing thought about it and nodded.

The half-demon head dog immediately became excited, kowtowed like pounding garlic, its thin five-short body jumped up, and led the way in front, Gu Qing followed it out a few steps, his eyes changed slightly.

He suddenly felt a vast consciousness descending on his heart.

"Yun Han Xing Four-Rank Dao Foundation Monk Gu Qing, Jin Nature, born in the northwest of the Yunmiao Continent is 3,653, robbed 4,214, 152 years old and March 8, first entered the battle power of the Dan, through the source, can be tested from Tianheng Peak, the difficulty is C, support the dog demon clan, and compete for the position of the Three Mountains King Clan."

This vast consciousness is a female voice, and its voice is cold and without the slightest emotion.