Sensing Wang Baole's murderous intentions, Dekunzi on the side complained bitterly in his heart, although he was branded as a slave, but as a last resort, he really didn't want to have a bad relationship with the three major sects, especially the Zijin New Daomen, although it is a rising force in the Shenmu Civilization, but because of this, the degree of protection of its sect is very serious, and the atmosphere is even more terrifying.

So instinctively, De Kunzi wanted to open his mouth to persuade, but before he could say anything, the biological warship of the Purple Gold New Dao Gate Molong Legion had already made a move!

With the echo of the roar, eight purple beams of light shone in an instant, shooting out from the battleships of the Molong Legion, landing on the two battleships of the Shengtaomen, turning into an eight-layer purple net, enveloping the battleships of the Shengtaomen, and then pulling them violently, and they were about to be forcibly taken away.

It was even from these eight purple rays of light that the power of suppression was transmitted, which made all the disciples of the Shengtaomen in the battleship tremble and spurt blood, and their bodies could not bear it under this suppression, even Yuan Ying, and even Dekunzi's body trembled slightly, and when he looked at Wang Baole, he was entangled and anxious in his heart, and quickly transmitted the sound.

"Master, you can endure it, once you turn over the Molong Legion, it will be tantamount to provoking the Zijin New Dao Sect, unless we always do not go out within the scope of the Heavenly Punishment Immortal Sect, otherwise it will definitely be in danger!"

Hearing Dekunzi's transmission, Wang Baole's eyes were even colder, he didn't want to cause trouble, and the other party asked for resources, although he was distressed, but for the sake of the overall situation, it was not unacceptable, but the battleship he built with his own hands meant a lot to him, and it took too much energy and resources, if it was snatched away, how could he agree.

At the same time, a cold snort came from inside the Molong Legion's biological warship.

"I'll give you three breaths, get out!" When the words came out, a gap opened in the eight-layer purple net, forming a repulsive force that erupted from within, instantly pushing the Shengtaomen monks inside the battleship, making everyone seem to be thrown out, rolling out of the battleship and scattering the starry sky.

Wang Baole was the only one who remained on the battleship and never left.

"Not leaving?" Noticing Wang Baole's actions, a cold snort came from the Molong battleship again, followed by eight figures teleporting out, directly around Wang Baole's battleship, and the spiritual cultivation broke out in an all-round way, enveloping all directions.

"It's just a small sect, since you don't want to go, then don't go!" The voice of the same person who snorted coldly before, echoed with murderous intent, this person looked like an old man from the outside, with gray hair, a cold and arrogant face, and a cold look in his eyes.

In the face of the eight gods, who were excluded from the battleship, Dekunzi, who retreated not far away at this moment, had an ugly face and struggled in his heart, on the one hand, he was in awe of Shangzong, on the other hand, he was robbed and humiliated this time, and so on, and his emotions fused together, making his fists clench and loosen.

Compared to him, Wang Baole, who was surrounded by eight psychic spirits, was much calmer, he stood on the battleship, his eyes swept over the figures of the eight psychic monks of the Molong Legion around him, and finally fell on the old man who spoke, he heard it, and the voice of asking for his battleship was said by the old man of the Molong Legion.

"Can you discuss, don't take my battleship, this is the list of building a battleship, it took me three years to complete, if you still want it, can you give me some compensation?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, and raised his right hand between the words, threw out a jade slip, and flew straight towards the old man.

"You want to make amends?" The old man laughed as if he had heard some joke, and the other psychic spirits around him also laughed, especially the middle-aged man in the early stage of the psychic on the right side of the old man, who even showed mockery, and was about to speak, but at the moment when these people's laughter came out, the jade slip was approaching, and the moment the old man waved his hand and exploded, from this collapsed jade slip, there was suddenly a large number of black flames, which suddenly spread!

All this was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the black flames suddenly became majestic, directly turning into a black sea of fire, looking from a distance, it was like a seal, instantly spreading around, blocking the range where the Molong Legion was located in an instant, making it difficult to transmit the fluctuations here, as if isolated!

Almost at the moment when the isolation took effect, Wang Baole's figure disappeared in an instant like an arrow from the string, and when he appeared, he was already beside the people of the Molong Legion, and at the moment when these people almost just reacted, his right hand directly grabbed the forehead of the old man who laughed.

The emperor's armor then turned into a hideous claw, and in an earth-shattering roar, the old man's eyes widened, and before he had time to struggle and resist, Wang Baole grabbed his right hand fiercely, and passed it violently, and the old man's head was like a melon and fruit, and it was directly pinched and exploded!

Regardless of the cultivation of this old man's mid-stage channeling, it will also be helpful at this moment, and all his combat power will not have a chance to show it in front of Wang Baole!

This is of course due to Wang Baole's combat strength against the sky, but it is also caused by the old man's underestimation of the enemy and Wang Baole's use of the sudden outbreak of the dark fire to sneak attack.

In the blood splashed, a large amount of vitality was sucked from the old man's corpse into Wang Baole's imperial armor, and his headless corpse also withered into a dry corpse visible to the naked eye, and when Wang Baole let go of his hand, the dried corpse fell.

The surroundings were extremely quiet in an instant, and the seven Tongshen next to them, as well as the monks of the Molong Legion in the biological battleship, opened their eyes wide to reveal disbelief, it was really too fast before, even if they were experienced in a hundred battles, it was difficult to react instantly, after all, this was not an instinctive vigilance when they went out to plunder, but in their own civilization starry sky, facing a small sect, coupled with the previous setbacks, they were already in a bad mood, so their mentality was naturally relaxed.

But the Molong Legion can rank seventh in the Zijin New Dao Gate, and it does have its superhuman features, under this sudden change, without waiting for the divine command, the surrounding biological warships will immediately open, burst out with amazing power, lock on Wang Baole, and immediately counterattack.

At the same time, the remaining seven psychic gods also cooperated with each other quickly, four people rushed towards Wang Baole, and the three of them retreated and tried to contact the outside world after unsuccessfully knowing the key, so they roared and cultivated to a full-scale outbreak, to blast away the surrounding black fire blockade and pass on the attack.

All this is a long story, from Wang Baole's shot to the counterattack of the Molong Legion, all the processes are happening between lightning and fire, seeing that the Molong Legion counterattack is so rapid, Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, and at the moment when the magic beam of the biological battleship bombarded, he spoke lightly.

"I didn't want to do it here...... But since there is no choice, then ...... It's okay to kill them all. ”

Almost at the moment when Wang Baole spoke, his body was immediately penetrated by the convergence of those spell beams, and the shots of the four nearby psychic monks also came instantly, but at the same time that the roar spread all over the four directions, whether it was the battleship spell or the psychic monk's supernatural powers, they actually penetrated directly when they hit Wang Baole's body.

Wang Baole's body blurred in an instant, as if it was translucent, and spread directly like mist, crossing the front, and heading straight for the other three who were about to blast through the Hellfire blockade!

The suddenness of the change and the speed once again shocked everyone in the Molong Legion, and the three psychic monks who were trying to blast through the blockade of the Dark Fire also changed their faces and dispersed quickly, wanting to continue to tear the blockade while Wang Baole was missing, this method was useful for others, but for Wang Baole, it was ineffective!

His body turned into mist, and in this mist, there was also a hidden nightmare eye that outsiders could not see, directly covering all directions, no matter how these three gods were separated, they were also within its range, and in an instant, they were shrouded in the mist incarnated by Wang Baole.

When the terrible scream suddenly came out, the mist rolled and contracted, and when it recondensed into Wang Baole's figure, three withered corpses that had lost all their vitality floated around him!

Wang Baole knew that time was pressing, and the sooner it ended, the better it would be for him, so without a pause, his body turned into mist again and went straight to the remaining four Tongshen in the central area.

There are two old men in these four psychic monks, one is middle-aged, and one is young, the four of them are terrified to the extreme at the moment, watching their fellow disciples being killed like chickens, which makes them all question the psychic cultivation of the same door, and at this moment, under the strong outbreak of the life and death crisis, the four of them roared and retreated, and they launched killer tactics one after another.

But in the state of Wang Baole's incarnation of mist, these killer weapons seemed to be of little use, and they were shrouded by Wang Baole in an instant, and the two old men first withered in the screams, followed by the middle-aged monk, who only held on for three more breaths, and then his body trembled and withered, except for the last young man...... When Wang Baole approached in an instant, in the desperate roar of this young man, a palm fell and was about to slap on his eyebrows......

A fluctuation that made Wang Baole feel palpitations suddenly erupted from the young man's body, visible to the naked eye, red smoke floated out from the young man's seven orifices, condensed into a red palm in front of him, with an earth-shattering momentum, which seemed to be able to suppress everything, towards Wang Baole, pressed directly.

"Immortal protection?" Wang Baole's eyes shrank suddenly!