Canghe Sect is not big, located on a shallow island where the North Sea and the mainland meet, and there are about more than 1,000 people in the Manchu Sect. Mo Li'er, who grew up in the Canghe Sect since she was a child, is a true disciple of the sect, and for Mo Li'er, who has no father or mother and has been taken care of by the head of the sect since she was a child, the Canghe Sect is her home.

This catastrophe affected the entire Beihai human race, and the Canghe Sect was naturally involved, and the sect leader Canghe Daoren personally led the team, and the whole sect, as long as it was a cultivator who had reached the foundation, all of them were thrown into the battlefield. Even Mo Li'er, who had just reached the early stage of foundation building and had never seen blood at all, was sent out, holding a medium-grade spirit soldier flying sword given by the head of the family, to do his partable contribution to the Beihai Terrans.

For Mo Li'er, who has just turned 17 this year, war was just a word before that, and it had no special meaning, and it was only after coming here that he really understood the meaning of the word war.

In this million-mile flesh mill, Mo Li'er knew in her heart that the chances of her survival were extremely small, and now she was doing her best to kill one or two more sea beasts.

I don't know how long it took, just when more than half of the spiritual power in Mo Li'er's body was consumed, and the whole body was already covered with the pungent smell of blood, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of something, and his blood-stained pretty face was full of surprise. Just thirty zhang away from him, a girl who looked to be only eight or nine years old and was still in the stage of refining qi was also involved in this battlefield, holding a light long sword, the sword body was rubbed with three thumb-sized gold seals, every swing, there would be a thin layer of golden yarn sword qi gushing out, these sword qi seemed to be extremely sharp, as long as it was cut on these low-level krakens, no matter how strong the opponent's body was, how domineering the means were, they would be killed by a sword, no accident.

"Presumably, this girl came here with the elders of the sect just like herself, right? Seeing that the long sword in her hand is so extraordinary, maybe she is still the little princess of a certain sect, but she was involved here, I'm afraid it ......"

Mo Li'er secretly thought in her heart, a hint of embarrassment surged in her eyes, it seemed that the entire Beihai Human Race had indeed been forced into a desperate situation, otherwise, who would have brought such a talented girl here.

Thinking about it, I can't help but pay more attention. At a certain moment, Mo Li'er tried her best to kill a cuttlefish monster, and just turned around, before she could wipe the sweat stains on her forehead, her face changed greatly, "Sister be careful!"

At the same time as shouting this sentence, Mo Li'er didn't have the heart to think about anything at all, the whole person had already used the escape technique to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, he came behind the girl, and with a slight push, he pushed Fan Miao'er's whole person out, and at the same time, a sharp dark green beak stabbed down on the latter's chest.

In front of him was a strange flying fish with ribs and wings, long beak and sharp teeth, half a foot long, with a thin layer of green light lingering up and down its body. The moment she saw this kraken, Mo Li'er had only one thought in her heart, "Dead!"

This kraken Mo Li'er knows that the Qing Fish clan was born in the deep sea, and the overall strength of the group is average, the reason is that the number is too small, and the adult Qing Fish usually has the strength of the fourth order or above, and some talented Qing Fish can break through the shackles of the demon body and reach the realm of the seventh order and above.

The green fish in front of him has reached the level of sixth-order roundness, which is equivalent to the realm of the peak of the human race's foundation building, even if he faces it head-on, Mo Li'er thinks that he has no chance of winning, and now he is still in the case of the other party's sneak attack, except for death, Mo Li'er can't think of the second possibility.

However, just as these thoughts flashed through the girl's heart, and she was about to close her eyes and wait for death, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, and a layer of golden yarn seemed to be born out of thin air.

The next moment, Mo Li'er's eyes widened, and she looked around with a puzzled expression: in the eye, the Baizhang Void seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold, these golds gathered and scattered, like veil and mist, ethereal, and moved sideways towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, and in just three breaths, he had already staggered with himself. At the same time, in the center of the golden yarn, a handsome man in his twenties with a jade face glanced in his direction, and the corners of his mouth gently pulled a trace of arc.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, it is the age when love is beginning to open and the young Mu Ai is young, plus "Wen Yan" has outstanding appearance and outstanding strength, and saved the girl's life.

Seeing the girl's move to rescue Fan Miao'er just now, although she didn't need it, it was still heartwarming, Kong Laosan rarely replied with a smile, but at this moment, Kong Laodao, who showed a gentle face, didn't know what kind of seed he had just planted in the girl's heart with his appreciative response.

"This sister, are you okay?"

Just when the girl's heart was like a deer and her emotions were flying, a slightly puzzled voice interrupted Mo Li'er's thoughts.

"That person was ...... just now"

Mo Li'er looked at the long sword in the girl's hand, and then at the golden figure that had been shrouded in the battlefield, and asked the news that she was eager to know.

"The man...... It's my brother, my name is Fan Miao'er, what's your name? Thank you for saving me just now!"

Fan Miao'er said, her eyes turned slightly on the girl's face, her heart suddenly became clear, and a strange look flashed on her face.

"Your brother, my name is Mo Li'er, a disciple of the Canghe Sect, which sect are you from?"

Mo Li'er looked at the Baizhang sea area that had been washed away and tens of thousands of krakens had been turned into blood foam, and her red fluttering little face was filled with complex emotions of shock, surprise, and joy.

"Hehe, this question is better to wait for us to survive here, and then let my brother tell you personally!"

For Fan Miao'er, who stepped on the battlefield for the first time, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but deep down, there was a faint bloodthirsty meaning, and even his eyes were unconsciously dyed with a light layer of blood.

No one noticed these anomalies, and at the same time that Fan Miao'er entered again, behind him, Mo Li'er also caught up and was involved in this vast battlefield together.

At the edge of the battlefield, "Wen Yan" was dressed in a green robe, walking expressionlessly on the sea area, like a killing god descending from the sky, with himself as the center, within a hundred zhang under the golden veil, all the krakens turned into a puff of blood mist, but in half an hour, tens of thousands of low-level human races escaped death, and hundreds of thousands of demon races were slaughtered.

The image of "Wen Yan" was widely circulated among these low-level disciples in Beihai.

Such a slaughtering efficiency that can be called a meat grinder has successfully attracted the attention of some demon kings. However, when one of the ninth-order demon kings of the Crystal Light Demon Ray clan and the two seventh-order demon kings of the Purple Loach clan jointly attacked and wanted to capture and kill "Wen Yan", but after being killed into slag by the other party within half an hour, above the void, only existed in the battlefield of the Yuan Infant Ancestor, and a blue and red paw print suddenly fell from the sky, pressing straight in the direction of "Wen Yan".

The giant claw caught the air, rolling and falling at the same time, the spiritual power around it gathered wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into more than thirty zhang, and the blue and red colors on it were entangled with each other, like a dyed curtain, without any regularity, just a strong breath that pressed down, but it made Kong Laosan's eyes condense, and between the palms of his hands, the Jin Yan sword array that originally stretched for more than a hundred zhang instantly condensed into the same size as the paw prints, and gently pushed it up.

At this moment, countless sea clans fled frantically as if fleeing. However, whether it was a giant claw or a sword formation, the speed was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, they had been reconnected together.

"Zizi Zi ......"

A piercing sound, like gold and iron cutting through glass, reverberated from the junction of the two, and at the same time, the violent aura surged into a fog and spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

No one thought that this Rongdan Demon Ancestor condensed out, the imposing blue and red giant claw only supported half of the tea's kung fu, and with the blue and red two colors on it, it directly collapsed, turned into a rolling wave, and pressed towards the surroundings, for a while, countless people and demon clans were all wiped out and destroyed into ashes.

In the void, the golden sword array rang out, and inside, seven purple-gold small swords roared, as if they were cheering.

This kind of performance seemed to anger a certain Rongdan Demon Ancestor above the void, and with a cold snort like thunder, a blue and red dragon claw that was only three zhang in size and extremely condensed fell from the sky again. At the same time, a dragon tail shadow with a length of 100 zhang and a hundred feet in the sky and the sea was thrown fiercely in the direction of "Wen Yan", and it was not close, and the terrifying power contained in it had already set off a huge wave of ten zhang!