The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are killed and set on fire.

By the time the last afterglow disappeared at the end of the sea, the moonlight was dim, and it seemed that they all knew that there was going to be a big battle tonight, and they all hid it.

The surroundings of the Wicked Island were full of ships of all sizes, and Zhong Yang, the gate master of Wuji Island, came to the periphery of the Great Array with the Twelve Elders, watching the spiritual patterns on the island flash, like a virtual red golden light.

"This formation is okay, but there is no dragon vein to suppress the wicked island, and the big array is like a tree without roots, it is difficult to maintain, it's a pity!" Seeing that the Great Array of Protecting the Dao was more clever than the Great Array of their Wind Yin Sect, the Moon Dao Protector said with some emotion: "This kind of Great Array, unlike the Demon Star can be laid down, there are still strong people on the island!"

The Moon Blasphemy Daoist was just guessing a sentence, but it made the faces of many monks, including the Twelve Elders, change drastically, there was actually a strong man in the late stage of foundation building on the island?

The other monks also looked at the Yuezhu Daoist, with a questioning look on their faces, if there are really monks who build the sixth level or above, where are these monks who are opponents, yesterday a young man who built the third foundation killed them in the general gate of Wuji Island, and if it was in the late stage of foundation building, I am afraid it would be difficult to survive!

"Sect Master, what should I do now?" Elder Hong of the Twelve Elders asked Xiang Zhongyang.

Zhong Yang knew that there was a great array of protecting the Dao, and the last time in order to break the great array of protecting the island, he had specially prepared the spiritual attack formation of Wuji Island for Hua Lingfeng.

Now that he saw the island protection array, he naturally knew how to break the array, and was about to speak, when the Lingzun Taoist next to him said: "Why bother so much, look at the old man's Taoism!"

The Lingzun Daoist held a red inkstone in his hand, and on it was a spiritual power vibration. He sacrificed the inkstone into the sky, and then silently recited a spell in his mouth, and the inkstone turned into a streamer of light, and hit the island protection array, and after hitting it more than thirty times, the island protection array finally couldn't support it and shattered.

"Whoa!"

It was like the sound of a porcelain vase breaking, but it was soft, but it was heard by the monks around it in the night.

"Everyone on Wuji Island listened to the order and went all out to capture the Demon Star Wang Mu!" Zhong Yang said.

The sudden shattering of the large array made Gou Zheng, who had been looking at the large array, look at the shore, the sea was full of ships, and he hurriedly ran in the direction of Wang Mu.

Wang Mu saw Gou Zheng running in a hurry, so he guessed who was coming outside.

"The fog on the island is very heavy, and the center of the lake is even more difficult for spiritual sense to penetrate, that is, the two monks who build the seventh foundation cannot penetrate, and tonight is the night of the full moon, but the moon of perfection is covered by dark clouds, but the fog on the island is permeated with half of the island, you hide in the shadows, take the opportunity to kill a few monks, and rob them of the treasures. I'll deal with the others!" Wang Mu looked at the entire lake.

His psychic sense also had difficulty probing the area around the lake, but he could feel it clearly from the outside.

"Shangxian, you have to be careful, I see that the outside of the island is full of boats, and the sky is not good tonight, full of dark clouds, as if it is going to rain!" Gou Zheng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderclap flashed in the sky. Gou walked out with a solemn face, his fairy sword in his hand, and through the mist, he hid towards the hill on the side.

Wang Mu glanced at Gou Zheng, then looked at the central lake, frowned slightly and said, "It's still too clear, I can only come by myself!"

Wang Mu's palm was facing the center of the lake, and the Xuanyuan Water Control Technique he performed could even perform the Vampire Dafa, and he was even more handy at the Xuanyuan Water Control Technique.

The surface of the lake is like a spring, slowly appearing, spraying higher and higher, and the lake surface is like boiling hot water, constantly emitting mist.

Half an hour later, the entire island of the wicked was filled with mist.

Looking at the getting bigger and bigger fog, Hua Lingfeng frowned, and said to Zhong Yang: "Door master, now that the island is full of fog, we can't see the direction clearly, what should we do if we rush in, what should we do if we are ambushed?"

Zhong Yang had anger in his eyes, but he said slowly: "Brother Hua don't have to worry, even if there are strong people in the late stage of foundation building, we are not afraid, don't forget that there are two strong people in the seventh stage of foundation building around us, the Moon Blasphemy Daoist and the Lingzun Daoist, and they also have a monkey that has been injured, even if they can fight, they have also lost their ability, this battle is in the right place and we all occupy it, so we can naturally catch Wang Mu and cultivate the magic skills of the Fengyin Sect!"

Hua Lingfeng saw Zhong Yang talking about cultivating people's Zhenzong exercises in front of the Yuedu Daoist and several other monks, and he couldn't help but sweat for Zhong Yang, Zhong Yang's face was hindered by a smile, and the Yuedu Daoist was also similar to not seeing it, standing on the boat and not saying anything.

Li Yingguang didn't have much feeling about what Zhong Yang said, reversing the Heavenly Gong, it was placed in the library of the Fengyin Sect at the beginning, but no one went to see it, everyone knew that this Dao was a magic skill, and if you cultivate it, you will die!

With Wang Mu reversing the fire brought by the Heavenly Skill, the Wind Yin Sect also re-acquainted itself with this magic skill, and there were no less than five elders who could write down this magic skill alone.

But what they want is not this magic skill, but Wang Mu's cultivation of the Wind Yin Reversal Heavenly Skill, this exercise is the real first magic skill in the cultivation world, Wang Mu is even more advanced after cultivation, just one year of time, can actually cultivate to the foundation building realm, the name of the Fengyin Sect's divine skill in the world is naturally not in vain, but also by Wang Mu to sit on the world's first immortal law!

However, the Fengyin Sect could not get this exercise, and as the sect master, Nie Wushuang acted as if he hadn't heard the news, so he actually ordered that the disciples of the Fengyin Sect were not allowed to go and besiege Wang Mu.

This is not just Nie Wushuang's order, Nie Wushuang came out of the old pavilion of the sect, there are the sect masters of Fengyin in the past, and the disciples of the Fengyin Sect will naturally not be disobedient.

But the Moon Dao people are different, he also felt the will from the Sect Old Pavilion, but he was not afraid, he had entered the day of his longevity as early as ten years ago, and the eleven years had all relied on the Yin power of the Wind Yin Sect to survive, he was already faintly a little unstable, if he didn't find a way to advance, I am afraid he would have to enter the last stage of birth, old age, sickness and death!

The Moon Desecration Daoist was naturally unwilling to go into decline, he sent Li Yingguang to search for Wang Mu in an all-round way, and the monks of the Fengyin Sect who came out to search for Wang Mu were not only him, but also another Supreme Elder, the Moon Desecration Daoist did not feel the breath of that person, and he did not know who appeared from the place of death.

But the man chose to go to the south, and he came to the east.

Naturally, he was met by chance, and the Yue Dao people thought that this was another chance given to him by God, not only to meet Wang Mu, but also to meet the enemy of sixty years ago, Lingzun Xiao'er.

He thinks that this is his chance, if the opportunity is not obvious today, the way of heaven is hidden behind the scenes. It was time for someone to reopen the Central Plains Cultivation Realm, and he felt more and more that the Heavenly Dao was faintly changing.

An era of stability is now coming to an end, or the beginning of another.

"Kill it!" another elder said to his monks with a giant hammer. He dodged and flew in, looking at the empty but overgrown lark tree, the tree was full of spirit bean leaves, laughed and said, "Hahaha, from now on this wicked island is ours!"

"The Boss is right. ”

"Don't call me Boss if you say it a few times, call me Elder!"

"Yes, Boss!"

The elder couldn't correct his subordinates, but he didn't intend to correct them, he said to his subordinates: "Follow me to kill over there, the fog here is too thick, don't separate!

As the elders flew over one by one, Zhong Yang also invited the Yuedu Daoist and the Lingzun Daoist, and the two of them naturally followed the forces of the Wuji Island General Gate.

After all the people on Wuji Island entered the island, some casual cultivators also approached the wicked island, and just looking at the spirit beans on the edge of the island, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In an inconspicuous corner, the two monks quickly entered the island. In another place, there was also a small boat, and a man dressed in black and a large robe glanced at the island of the wicked, and quickly ran in the direction of the center of the lake.

Wang Mu glanced at the Wicked Island, where the fog could not be dispersed, and sneered.

"The night is the beginning of the killing!"

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