"No way! The Demon Dao is powerful, the Blue Moon Fairy actually rebelled, Huanglong Zhenren and Qingyun Sanren were killed, Dongyuan Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is already the Demon Dao, if we don't withdraw early, I'm afraid we have already been dumpled by the Demon Dao, order all the disciples, prepare to board the ship. Zhou Zhenyu commanded in a deep voice.

He looked at the location of the Taixu Sect from afar, and there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

At this moment, a huge boom sounded, and hundreds of black rays of light appeared in the distant sky, flying towards them quickly.

"It's not good, the pursuers of the Demon Dao are coming, retreat quickly. I don't know who shouted, and the monks on the beach suddenly went into chaos.

For a while, all kinds of spiritual light flew up from the beach and flew towards the sea.

Zhou Zhenyu glanced at the Demon Dao monk who was chasing after him, gritted his teeth, and ordered: "The disciples of the Taixu Sect obey the order and retreat with the old man. ”

As soon as he raised his hand, a palm-sized red boat flew out, and after growing hundreds of times, it stopped high in the air.

The disciples of the Taixu Sect flew onto the red giant boat one after another, and Zhou Zhenyu landed on the red flying boat first.

He pinched it, and the red flying boat erupted with a dazzling red light, turning into a red rainbow and breaking through the air.

All kinds of escapes flew up from the beach, and most of them fled to the endless sea, and a few fled to other places.

It didn't take long for the Demon Dao Monk to chase after her, and it was the Blue Moon Fairy who led the team, and she had already taken refuge in the Demon Dao Monk.

"Shunchang rebelled, kill me. The Blue Moon Fairy commanded coldly.

Hearing this, hundreds of demonic monks immediately killed the righteous path monks.

The elite of the righteous path monks has long been lost, and these righteous path monks have long been frightened by the demon path monks, and they are not the opponents of the demon path monks at all.

"Blue Moon Fairy, let's catch up quickly, didn't you see the others fleeing towards the sea?" said an old man in a yellow robe with sallow skin.

Looking at the fluctuation of his mana, he is a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infancy.

"This sea seems to be calm, but in fact, there is a hidden murderous opportunity, we also wanted to cross this sea back then, and finally failed, wait! These people are the highest in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the chance of surviving is equal to zero, if we catch up, first, it will be a waste of time, and second, follow the bad luck, if Li Daoyou can't believe in the concubine, you can catch up by yourself, or want Qin Daoyou to sue, the concubine doesn't want to die. The Blue Moon Fairy said coldly.

The old man in the yellow robe disagreed, and said with a smile: "The fairy has said it, this sea area is not as dangerous as you said! At best, they are some eighth-level demon beasts, and eighth-level demon beasts are nothing to the Blue Moon Fairy." ”

The Blue Moon Fairy sneered: "Hmph, eighth-level demon beasts? It's good to meet eighth-level demon beasts, the concubine body planned to cross this sea before, but when she encountered the holy beast, only the concubine body escaped back, Li Daoyou loves to believe it or not, if there is no danger, we would have sent someone to the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation Realm for help, why sit back and watch you take the Dongyuan Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Besides, just run away from some small fish and shrimp, and the rabbit will bite people when it is in a hurry! If Li Daoyou wants to make meritorious contributions, he can take people to chase him, and the concubine will never stop him. ”

The old man in the yellow robe hesitated for a while, but did not speak again, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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Tiannan cultivates the immortal realm, the Moyun sea area.

There is often some black mist floating on the surface of the sea, hence the name.

The immortal cultivation resources in this sea area are abundant and the spiritual energy is abundant, attracting many monks to hunt demon beasts here.

Near a small island, the surface of the sea in a radius of several miles turned rapidly, forming a huge whirlpool, and above the whirlpool, there were three men and one woman, who were fighting with a huge black Jiao.

The four of them are all in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and the Black Jiao is a tenth-level demon beast, which is equivalent to an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period.

The four of them practiced different exercises, but they were skillful in cooperating, and it was obviously not the first time they had joined forces.

With his powerful body, Mo Jiao was inseparable from the four of them.

A huge dragon roar came out of Mo Jiao's mouth, the black light on the surface of the body flickered, and dense black lightning appeared, smashing into the four people, it opened its bloody mouth, and from time to time spewed out thick black light.

Although it was a tenth-level demon beast, it had a single means of attack, and it didn't take long for it to fall behind and be pressed and beaten by four mid-Yuan Infant cultivators.

Mo Jiao knew that something was wrong, and let out a deafening roar, and the black light on his body was magnificent, and countless black thunderballs appeared, smashing towards the four of them.

The four of them did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly sacrificed magic weapons to resist.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Jiao's body surface swelled and pounced towards a blue-shirted Confucian student.

Before it could get close, it opened its mouth and spewed out a thick black light, heading straight for the blue-shirted Confucian Sheng.

The blue-shirted Confucian didn't dare to take it hard, and turned into a white light and retreated.

Mo Jiao took advantage of the gap and turned into a black light and walked away through the air, extremely fast.

"Oh no, don't let it escape, chase after it. ”

Mo Jiao's speed was extremely fast, and the four mid-Yuan Infant monks could not catch up with it, and it was about to flee into the sea.

The void in front of him suddenly lit up with a burst of red light, and a figure fell out of it, it was Shi Yue.

Shi Yue's face was pale, he looked like he had consumed too much mana, and his body was in tatters, like a flower child, and there was a hot breath on his body.

The prohibition was too strong, even if he had multiple protective magic weapons, he almost died, and was struck by dozens of black lightning bolts, so there was no big problem.

He lost dozens of drops of 10,000-year-old spirit milk, and finally escaped.

The location where Shi Yue was located was exactly where Mo Jiao escaped.

Shi Yue saw a tenth-level demon beast rushing towards him, but he didn't take it to heart, and with a pinch of the law, countless red sword qi rushed out of his body, turning into a giant sword more than a hundred zhang long, and the strong wind swept towards Mo Jiao like a fallen leaf.

A miserable cry sounded, and Mo Jiao's body was cut by the Optimus Giant Sword with a long wound, and the blood flowed incessantly.

Before it could catch its breath, a crisp birdsong sounded, and a huge white ice sculpture swooped down.

Mo Jiao opened and spewed out a thick black light, which struck the white ice sculpture's body in a flash.

"Boom!"

A loud roar sounded, and the white ice sculpture burst open, turning into a large white cold air, drowning Mo Jiao's body.

It didn't take long for the white cold to dissipate, and Mo Jiao turned into a huge ice sculpture.

Shi Yue sacrificed a cyan gourd, and after it rose a hundred times, it spewed out a cyan hurricane, which swept the frozen ink Jiao into the cyan gourd.

From the appearance of Shi Yue to the subduing of Mojiao, it was less than five breaths.

The four mid-primordial monks who had witnessed the whole process were dumbfounded.

A tenth-level demon beast, just like that, was solved?

They felt the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from Shi Yue's body, and they were silent.

"Avatar Monk!" the blue-shirted Confucian swallowed and said in surprise.

The Avatar Monk has always been a legend, and no one has ever seen a Avatar Monk.

The mana on Shi Yue's body was less than twenty percent, but killing these four mid-Yuan Infant monks was like digging into a bag.

"What kind of place is this, and which sect are you from?" Shi Yue asked, his tone flat.